The richest man's parents were kidnapped, and his adorable son captivated the entire family.

The enormous wings spread out, casting shadows that instantly plunged the room into darkness.

Mengmeng looked up and saw that the giant bird was two or three stories tall, and her eyes widened in shock.

"It's too big..."

She waved cautiously to Bifang, her childish voice filled with curiosity and timidity.

"Hello! Could you... shrink a little?"

Bifang let out two soft cries, and said with disdain, "Humans are such a hassle."

But it still obediently shrunk its body by dozens of times.

The shrunken Bifang is stunningly beautiful, with bright red feathers adorning its blue feathers, a long tail hanging down its back, and a few curled feathers on its head swaying gently, as magnificent as a peacock or phoenix.

Looking at the elegant giant bird in front of her, Mengmeng was so happy that she couldn't help but reach out and touch its feathers, like petting a chick, and said with a smile, "You're so beautiful!"

Bifang let out a soft cry, enjoying the gentle caress.

"Who are you? My brother said you saved me, thank you!"

Mengmeng tilted her little head and spoke in a soft voice.

Bifang narrowed its eyes slightly, elegantly flapped its wings, and said with a hint of arrogance, "I am the ancient divine beast Bifang. Little girl, I have been searching for you for tens of thousands of years, and only recently have I found you."

"Ten thousand years?"

Mengmeng stared wide-eyed in shock, her face full of confusion. "How old are you?"

Bifang calmly replied, "Long live the Emperor!"

Mengmeng frowned and calculated seriously for a long time, but still couldn't figure out how big it was, so she finally gave up.

She asked, still confused, "Then why did you come looking for me?"

Bi Fang's voice was deep and mysterious: "Finding you and protecting you is my mission. However, as for why, I cannot tell you for now."

Mengmeng tilted her head and thought for a while, then smiled innocently.

"Alright, then you can stay with me!"

Gu Shiyu stood not far away and witnessed the transformation of the giant bird. He was so shocked that he was speechless.

This is like a scene from a TV drama.

After whispering for a while, Bifang and Mengmeng transformed back into their original forms, flapped their enormous wings, and flew into the sky, disappearing into the clouds.

Gu Shiyu stared at the astonishing scene, his heart unable to calm down for a long time.

He snapped out of his daze, looked at Mengmeng, and said with a hint of worry in his voice.

"Mengmeng, you need to tell your friend that he should be careful to hide in the human world and protect himself."

Mengmeng turned to look at Gu Shiyu and nodded with a smile.

"Okay, brother, I'll talk to it!!"

Gu Shiyu smiled and patted Mengmeng's head.

Thinking of her father's unwavering and passionate love for her mother, Mengmeng couldn't help but become curious about her mother...

Mengmeng sat quietly beside Gu Shiyu, gently tugging at his sleeve with her little hand, and asked softly, "Brother, what kind of person is Mommy?"

Gu Shiyu was slightly taken aback, and a complex emotion welled up in his heart.

His gaze softened, as if he were immersed in the long river of memories.

He whispered, “Mom…she is very gentle and elegant, always calm and composed, like the warm sun in winter.”

He closed his eyes and recalled his mother's appearance.

She always wore a white dress, her long hair flowing smoothly, and her every move exuded nobility and elegance, bringing endless warmth to people.

“My mother loved to host afternoon tea parties, and she always arranged them exquisitely and perfectly. She was knowledgeable about tea ceremony, could make delicious pastries, and could also make aromatherapy. Her tea parties always received high praise from the nobles.”

Gu Shiyu's voice trembled slightly, and a look of nostalgia appeared in his eyes.

He sighed softly, "She also loved to tell us stories in the garden, always smiling gently and letting us listen quietly. She never let us see her tiredness, always so beautiful and so gentle."

Mengmeng blinked and took Gu Shiyu's hand.

"Brother, Mom must be a very gentle angel, right?"

Gu Shiyu forced a smile, his eyes slightly reddening, and gently ruffled Mengmeng's hair.

"Yes, Mom is our angel..."

The adorable little thing snuggled against Gu Shiyu's chest.

"Brother, don't be sad, I'll find a way to help Mom~"

Looking at Mengmeng's soft and sweet smile, Gu Shiyu felt a complex worry welling up in his heart.

Can Mengmeng really save her mother's life?

This is almost unbelievable.

Humans have never been able to conquer death. If this problem were to be solved, the whole world would probably go crazy.

Thinking of this, his brows furrowed slightly.

If the world knew that Mengmeng possessed this ability, those greedy people would stop at nothing to get her and use her, and he would never allow Mengmeng to fall into such a situation.

She was his cherished little sister, the apple of everyone's eye in the Gu family. He hoped she would always be safe and happy, even if it was just quietly staying by his side, it would be better than anything else.

……

The following evening, Gu Yinshen brought back Ruolan's body from Europe.

The cold crystal coffin was quietly placed in the ice room specially set up by the Gu family.

Ruolan, in the crystal coffin, was beautiful and serene, as if she were simply asleep.

Gu Yinshen led Mengmeng, Gu Shiyu, and Gu Shiche to the ice chamber. The group silently looked at Ruolan in the coffin, and the air was filled with sorrow.

This was the first time in three years that Gu Shiyu and Gu Shiche had seen their mother.

Tears welled in their eyes as memories flooded back.

The warm embrace and gentle smile of her mother from the past can now only be gazed upon again through the cold coffin.

Tears welled up in their eyes, a mixture of grief and longing.

Mengmeng stood beside Gu Yinshen, quietly looking at Ruolan in the crystal coffin.

An indescribable sadness welled up in my heart.

She finally met her mother.

The peaceful appearance of her mother was exactly the same as the one she had seen in her dream.

The hideous wound on her mother's neck was completely healed by Psylocke.

"Mother……"

Mengmeng murmured softly, her voice as faint as a whisper.

She suddenly felt her cheeks were wet.

Touching the tears on her face, Mengmeng stood there blankly, somewhat lost.

She didn't mean to cry, so why did tears flow uncontrollably?

When Gu Yinshen saw Mengmeng's tears, he gently pulled her into his arms, feeling both touched and bittersweet.

Gu Shiyu and Gu Shiche couldn't help but lower their heads, letting tears stream down their faces.

Their mother, once so gentle and beautiful, can only reunite with them in this way now…

The various thoughts and feelings in my heart have nowhere to be expressed.

In the silence, Mengmeng raised her head, her eyes moist, but she looked at Gu Yinshen with determination.

"Dad, I will definitely find a way to cure Mom... I definitely will."

Mengmeng pursed her lips, reached out, and carefully took out a cup of clear spiritual spring water from the Spirit Butterfly Space.

She handed it to Gu Yinshen, her eyes shining with anticipation.

"Dad, give this water to Mom. Maybe...maybe it can save her."