Yuan Qingling held back his excitement and asked the abbot, "Do you know where Leng Fengqing went?"

Although she has gone crazy after thirty-six years, if she has the ability to take care of herself, she still has hope to live, because only when she is still alive, the meaning of this change will be significant.

The abbot sighed softly, "After the head of the Leng family went crazy, he thought that his son was still alive, and he kept thinking about finding his son. He went down the mountain several times, but he couldn't stop him, but he finally came back. Now he is still in the back mountain of the temple. I am waiting to build a small house for her. She holds the pillow all day long to treat it as her son. I tried to steal the pillow, and she almost killed me when I got crazy."

"Lao Wu, she is still alive, she is still alive!" Yuan Qingling's tears fell, and his heart was both painful and happy. He had been living in a mad manner for thirty-six years. Fortunately, he forgot about the past and would not live a heart-wrenching life every day.

Yuwenhao reached out to wipe away her tears, and he couldn't help but feel so excited that he felt depressed for a few days, and finally heard great news.

"Abbot, please take us to see her!" Yuan Qingling stood up and folded his hands.

The abbot of the German side quickly stood up and put his greetings together, "The Empress, don't be so polite. If you want to see you, I will take you there."

Yu Wenhao held Yuan Qingling's hand and said, "I'll go with you too."

The German abbot nodded slightly and led the three of them to the back mountain.

The temple is not big, but it is still a distance away from the back mountain. The road on the mountain is difficult to walk, and there are slight altitude reversals, so I dare not walk along the way, so I walked for half an hour before I arrived.

I saw a small wooden house covered with a flat ground under the top of the mountain. The wooden house was really small, only about ten square meters, and it was relatively simple. The roof was full of dry straw and there was no vegetation in front of the door. Gradually, I saw a huge rock next to the wooden house, and there was a shabby chair underneath. There was a man sitting on the chair, holding a cotton pillow in his hand. The woman was unkempt and dirty, and her clothes were very dirty.

She was wearing a pair of wide black cotton shoes, revealing her toes. The temperature on the mountain was relatively low. She was wearing a single dress and seemed to be cold. She was very thin and skinny. When she heard the footsteps, she raised her head and showed a pair of crazy and defensive eyes. She hugged the pillow in her hand tightly, and retracted her feet, and had the urge to escape in panic.

But perhaps because she saw the abbot of the German side, the tension in her eyes was reduced a little, but she was still holding the pillow tightly.

Her face was very dirty, and her forehead was condensed into pieces and stuck to her forehead. After looking at the outline and facial features, Yuan Qingling burst into tears.

The Fourth Master is so similar to her. She always thought that the Fourth Master’s face was too beautiful, but I don’t know how beautiful Leng Fengqing was when she was young. Even though she is dirty now, there are traces of time on her face and she is very thin, she can still see her former beauty from her facial features.

Yuan Qingling asked Yuwenhao and others not to approach, but she walked over gently, about three or four meters apart. Leng Fengqing hurriedly stood up and hugged the pillow to hide in the house.

Yuan Qingling hurriedly stopped, held back his tears, and swallowed: "Your child's clothes are torn, I want to sew some things for you. Don't leave, I have no malice!"

Leng Fengqing clenched the pillow with his fingers tightened. There was a crack on the pillow, and the cotton was exposed. She stuffed her fingers in and looked at Yuan Qingling at a loss.

Yuan Qingling moved forward half a step and said carefully: "The clothes are torn, the child is cold, and it will be sick if it is cold. Let me sew it for you, okay?"

She didn't say anything, but the defense in her eyes was not so heavy.

"I have children, too, too, too," said Yuan Qingling.

A light suddenly appeared in her eyes, "Baby?"

"Yes, I am also a mother. I can sew clothes. Can you ask me to help you, okay?" Yuan Qingling took another step forward, and was only three or four steps away from her.

She turned her head and thoughtful. The wind blew over, and the hair on her temples blew up, revealing her shiny forehead, and a smell blew over. I don't know how many years she hadn't taken a bath.

Finally, she slowly stretched out her hand to Yuan Qingling, but did not take a step forward, then quickly looked at Yu Wenhao and Xu Yi, with defense still in her eyes.

Yuan Qingling turned around and said to Yuwen Hao: "Lao Wu, you and Xu Yi go to the Fourth Master and tell him, but please don't be excited."

Yuwenhao nodded, "I'll let Xu Yi go, I'll stand here."

"No, you go and talk, Xu Yi is frivolous."

In addition to telling the Fourth Master, Xu Yi also needs to control the Fourth Master's emotions, which he cannot do.

Yu Wenhao looked at Leng Fengqing deeply and nodded, "Okay, then I'll go in person, don't do anything randomly, just accompany her."

"I know!" Yuan Qingling looked at his red eyes, and knew that he was also very excited. He had never met Leng Fengqingsu, but since he knew about her, he treated her as a relative.

Yuwen Hao asked the abbot of Defang to leave together. After they left, Leng Fengqing slowly removed her defense and actually smiled at Yuan Qingling.

As soon as she smiled, it seemed as if all the darkness had disappeared, and the heaven and earth were instantly brightened.

Yuan Qingling walked over slowly, looked at her, her eyes filled with tears, "Give it to me, I'll see, okay?"

Leng Fengqing hesitated for a moment and handed her the pillow. Yuan Qingling took it over and smelled the sour smell and the warm temperature.

She kept holding the pillow in her arms.

Yuan Qingling hugged the pillow and burst into tears again.

With tears in her eyes, she reached out to hold her hand and whispered: "Sit down and we will sew clothes for the child together, okay?"

Leng Fengqing did not resist and followed her into the house step by step. Yuan Qingling looked at the room with nothing but a bed and a small table. There were some dry and cold steamed buns on the table, and a few of them had already grown green hair. These should have been sent by the abbot and the others.

She picked up a steamed bun and timidly reached in front of Yuan Qingling, "Eat!"

Yuan Qingling took it, tears dripping from the steamed bun. She opened her mouth, feeling a ball of cotton wool in her throat, and she couldn't say anything, and her heart was already very sad.

"Eat!" Leng Fengqing said again, then pointed to the pillow, "Replenish!"

Yuan Qingling put down the steamed bun and said hoarsely: "I'm not hungry, let's make up our clothes first!"

She sat down on the bed, and the quilt on the bed smelled smelly. Yuan Qingling felt that it was difficult to breathe, so he stood up and opened the door a little more, let the wind pour in and blow away the stench.

She sat down again, closed her eyes, thought about the needle and thread in her bedroom, and slowly stretched out her hand. It was actually not difficult for her to retrieve things from the air, but she never used it before, and this was the first time she encountered it.

The needle and thread fell into her hands. She wiped her tears, put the needle and thread on, looked up at her, "Sit down!"

Leng Fengqing seemed a little happy and excited, and shouted, "Replenish, replenish, my child is cold!"

Yuan Qingling knew that the Fourth Master would come soon, but he didn't want him to see Leng Fengqing like this, so it's secondary to sewing the pillow, and it's important to help her tidy up her appearance.

She took out a comb and towel from the air. There was a jar of water outside the house. She soaked the towel in and wanted to help her wipe it, but she immediately stepped back and was a little angry, "Replenish, replenish!"
Chapter completed!