Chapter 154 Get the Gun
Jiang Lingyin properly settled Su Wanyin, Mo Zhifei and others in Anhe Villa in the capital.
In this villa, mother and daughter get along very harmoniously, and a warm atmosphere permeates every corner.
Miaoyan was very happy every day. She devoted herself to serving Su Wanyin and often called her "godmother".
On this day, Su Wanyin looked at Miaoyan and smiled gently.
"Girl, stop calling me godmother. Just call me mother from now on."
When Miaoyan heard this, she was stunned at first, then she burst into tears of joy and knelt down in front of Su Wanyin with a plop.
Su Wanyin hurriedly helped her up and took off the crystal clear bracelet on her wrist.
Gently put it on Miaoyan.
Said: "All these years, thanks to you for taking care of Ayin."
Miao Yan's eyes were filled with tears as she said excitedly, "Madam...what are you talking about? You gave me my life!"
In the courtyard nearby, Jiang Lingyin was swinging leisurely on the swing.
The breeze blew through her hair, but her eyes were thoughtful, as if she was recalling the past, and looking forward to a better future.
The swing swayed gently, and her thoughts drifted with it. Her slightly furrowed brows seemed to hide endless worries.
Jiang Lingyin sat on the swing and slowly stopped swinging. Her eyes became somewhat distant and sad.
She missed her grandmother a little, that old-fashioned and arrogant lady.
In my memory, my grandmother always had a stern face and spoke seriously.
It seems difficult to get close to her, but only Jiang Lingyin can understand the care and love hidden deep inside.
She looked at the harmonious and joyful scene around her.
Everyone's face is filled with happy smiles, and everything is fine now.
But there was no one around the old lady.
Thinking of this, Jiang Lingyin's eyes turned slightly red and a feeling of bitterness surged in her heart.
How she wished her grandmother could be here to share this warmth and beauty.
However, that was just her wishful thinking.
Jiang Lingyin took a deep breath, trying to hold back the tears that were about to burst out.
But the feeling of missing him was like the tide, hitting her heart wave after wave.
For the old lady in that world, she should be immersed in endless sorrow of seeing her loved one die.
She had experienced this kind of sadness more than once.
First, her son left, which tore a hole in her heart. Before it could heal, her daughter-in-law left her again, and the wound was torn again, bleeding profusely.
Now, he has to send off his granddaughter whose body is nowhere to be found. This is undoubtedly like another sharp knife stabbing into his broken heart.
Every farewell is a heart-wrenching torture, and every loss is a heavy blow to her spirit.
Her originally straight spine gradually bent under the repeated blows.
Her bright eyes were also blurred by tears and pain.
Her once vibrant face was now deeply scarred by time and sadness.
"grandmother……"
Jiang Lingyin's eyes were a little moist.
Han Yun suddenly appeared silently from the side.
Still with that expressionless look, he said calmly beside Jiang Lingyin: "Miss, if you are sad, you can cry. I won't tell anyone."
Jiang Lingyin was startled by the sudden voice, and laughed angrily, then asked: "Which eye of yours saw that I wanted to cry?"
Han Yun remained calm and replied calmly: "Your eyes are red."
Jiang Lingyin turned her head away and said stubbornly, "It was the wind that blew."
Han Yun mercilessly exposed it: "There is no wind."
For a moment, the atmosphere was a little tense.
Jiang Lingyin glared at Han Yun, but Han Yun remained calm and stood there quietly.
Jiang Lingyin said unhappily: "You are the only one who talks too much, get out of here!"
Han Yun did not move, still looking at her quietly.
Jiang Lingyin felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him, so she turned her head and said, "Alright, alright, stop standing here, I'll be by myself for a while."
Han Yun nodded slightly, turned around and prepared to leave, but stopped after a few steps, turned back and said, "Miss, please don't hold on."
After saying that, he really left.
Jiang Lingyin looked at Han Yun's receding back, and her annoyance increased a little.
He muttered, "Each one of them is a worry to me."
She started swinging again, but her thoughts were even more confused.
Empress Zong Zheng Fu Yue was charged with treason.
Tomorrow is the day for the execution by slow slicing.
Emperor Li Zhuo said such decisive words in a rage. Under such circumstances, I am afraid that Longyuan and Dayuan will go to war sooner or later.
Once the war between the two countries breaks out, Ye Wenjing and his father Ye Nanzhao will definitely be the first to stand up.
As a general, Ye Nanzhao's mission and responsibility is to defend his country. Ye Wenjing has been influenced by his father since he was young and has great ambitions. Two generals...
It's really a father and son fighting together.
However, this war is destined to bring countless bloodshed and sacrifice, and the future situation is full of unknowns and variables.
What Jiang Lingyin was more worried about was that the Fuhua Society actually hid a cannon.
This discovery filled her heart with worry and uneasiness.
So, are there other weapons of mass destruction?
Her brows were furrowed, her mind running through all the possibilities.
If there really are other more terrifying weapons, it will bring unimaginable danger and chaos to the situation.
The more Jiang Lingyin thought about it, the more frightened she became. She knew she had to prepare as soon as possible to deal with the possible crisis.
In this era of cold weapons, hot weapons are undoubtedly devastating to ordinary soldiers on the battlefield.
Jiang Lingyin jumped off the swing and walked silently to the backyard of Anhe Villa.
The tranquility around her did not calm the turmoil in her heart.
You have to find some security for yourself.
She asked Mengduo in her mind: "Baby, how many guns and bullets can you take out at once?"
Mengduo was spinning around happily. She already looked like a little girl of four or five years old.
She is chubby and pink, with two cute little braids.
She said in a sweet voice: "My dear master, now you can take out one hundred guns and one thousand bullets at a time. What kind of gun do you want?
Now there are M1911 pistols, AK47 rifles, AWM sniper rifles, Desert Eagle pistols..."
After Jiang Lingyin determined the type of guns needed in her mind, she said to Mengduo, "Baby, first give me fifty M1911 pistols and five hundred rounds of matching bullets, thirty AK47 rifles and three hundred rounds of bullets, and the rest will be AWM sniper rifles and corresponding bullets."
Mengduo nodded obediently, her eyes closed, her hands clasped together, and a soft light emanated from her body.
In the light, a huge virtual space slowly unfolded, with various guns and bullets neatly arranged in it.
Mengduo chanted a spell softly, and the selected guns and bullets began to move slowly, as if being pulled by an invisible force.
The light became stronger and stronger, and the guns and bullets gradually became solid, emerging from the virtual space bit by bit.
First came the M1911 pistols, the gun bodies flashing a cold metallic luster, followed by boxes of bullets, neatly arranged aside.
Next is the AK47 rifle, heavy and majestic, and finally the AWM sniper rifle, with smooth lines and a deadly aura.
After a while, all the designated guns and bullets appeared in front of Jiang Lingyin intact.
Mengduo opened her eyes, her little face was covered with sweat, but she said with a happy smile: "Master, I took them all out."
Jiang Lingyin asked her to put them into the warehouse all at once.
Mengduo: "My dear master, are you trying to tire me to death?"