Chapter 117 Relics, memory recovery!
The house was empty. Qian Zhemian walked around the whole house, except for a few books, there was nothing else.

For a moment, my father's voice seemed to ring in my ears.

"Mo Mo, you are very smart, but your smartness must be used on the right path. From today on, you should learn the history of Lingguo from me."

history?Qian Zhemian frowned, just now...

She rushed into a room. There were several thick "books" on the bookshelf, one of which was clearly marked with the words "General History of Lingguo".

Qianzhe Mian took the book in his hand and when he opened the cover, he felt something was wrong.

She raised her head and glanced at other books, but didn't notice that something was exposed from the "book" in her hand. When she tilted her hand, she heard a "clang" sound, and a small silver pistol fell out of the "book". It fell to the ground.

It turns out that this is not a book at all, but a prop made by her father to hide things many years ago in order to cultivate her observation skills - adding cardboard to the discarded book cover so that it can hold things.

Qianzhe Mian stared at the pistol blankly, then slowly squatted down and took it in his hand.

This is……

"Mo Mo, tell Dad, how did you learn to make a pistol?" His father's voice was serious.

"I'm sorry, Dad, I read your book without your permission. After reading it, I learned how to make a pistol..." She was only four years old and timidly replied, "The material is from me. My brother helped me find it..."

"You're self-taught, that's okay." The father was unexpectedly not angry. "The books at home are just for you to read. You don't need to report to us. But, Mo Mo, if you need to find materials in the future, just tell dad. Don’t bother your brother Yelan.”

"Why?" She was puzzled.

"If your brother Yelan asks for too many of these materials in a short period of time, it will be easily misunderstood." Her father gently touched her head, "There are a lot of materials in mom and dad's warehouse. Whatever you want, you can Go get it, if you don’t know how to process it, just come to us, and your parents will teach you.”

As he said that, he picked up the small pistol and said, "Mo Mo, come on. If the processing link is made by artificial hands, this kind of problem will easily occur."

Qian Zhemian walked over and pointed at the splicing: "Look, this seam is not aligned."

She was young and thoughtful: "Father, please teach me."

"Okay." The father smiled, "Mom, come on, our girl wants to learn parts processing! This is your best field~"

The memory suddenly stopped, and another memory came into my mind.

At the age of three, she rarely spoke. She would only occasionally say "thank you" when Qin Yelan was around.

Qian Shengxi and Mo Qingwei were very worried about this and took her to Qin's house to stay for a while.

The next day, the family of three got up early and went to the Qin family's hospital for examination.

Do not check, I don’t know, I’m scared.

Her IQ is frighteningly high, but her emotional intelligence is lower than ordinary people.

The most important thing is that she suffers from a congenital emotional disorder, which makes her unable to respond emotionally to many things and unable to experience the emotions of ordinary people.

The doctor who analyzed the test report for her was from the Qin family and was very familiar with their family.

His expression was very serious: "If Miss Mo Mo's situation is not guided, she may develop an antisocial personality in the future." From then on, her father and mother told her stories about Lingguo every day and told her Instill the concept of "your IQ should be used to protect the spiritual kingdom".

At this moment, Qianzhe Mian finally understood that her previous idea in front of the Holy Lord was terribly wrong.

A person's growth cannot be independent of the environment in which he or she grows.

Without proper guidance, no one will necessarily become a "good person" in the traditional sense.

Just like her, even though she lost almost all her memory when she was nine years old, she still firmly remembered that she wanted to protect the spiritual country when performing tasks, and she could not do anything that would undermine the meaning of the spiritual country.

It turns out that she didn't grow up alone at all. Those thoughts that made her willing to be hurt were never out of nowhere, but were instilled in her by someone!
At this moment, she finally understood a sentence written by her mother in a paper many years ago - no one is born with good or evil. The so-called good and evil are just adapting to the environment in which one grows up.When you live in an environment for a long time, you will be assimilated by the environment and grow into a shape that is most suitable for that environment.

So, the prince's behavior of drugging himself this morning...

I originally thought it was just a reflection of this person's views, but now that I calm down and think about it, it doesn't seem to be the case.

Knowing that he and Qin Yelan were engaged but still trying to drug him, it is hard not to think deeply about such behavior.

Is it to sow discord between himself and Qin Yelan, or...

She was startled by her own thoughts and was shocked.

There was no time to think about it or read it carefully. She could only glance at the note in the middle of the "book" and put the key in her pocket.

Immediately, she took away the three remaining "books" and strode away, but did not forget to lock the courtyard door before leaving.

The prince was probably going to attack the Qin family, so she had to go back quickly.

Qian Shengyin was still standing at the door, smiling provocatively at her: "Qian Mo, are you disappointed? Your father's relics are with me~"

She raised her hand and shook the golden box in her hand.

Qianzhe Mian glanced at it and was surprised by how accurately his father predicted Qian Shengyin's behavior in the note - "Qian Shengyin will definitely find a way to take that gold-plated box from my yard, Mo Mo, you don't have to Angry, I made that box to tease her. The key was put together with your little pistol. You just need to use the key to open the box and tell her that there is nothing in it. Oh yes, I forgot to mention it. It was an iron box. In order to increase the weight, I used a double layer of iron and filled lead between the two layers. After sealing the edges, I sprayed a layer of golden paint on it. In this way, from the appearance, It's just like a real gold box. Don't look down on Qian Shengyin, with her IQ, she won't notice all this at all."

"Huh? You like this?" Qianzhe Mian pretended to be surprised, with contempt in his smile, "I'm giving it to you, you can play with it yourself."

"Qian Mo, you!" Qian Shengyin was furious, "Believe it or not, I will destroy it now!"

"Oh." Qianzhe Mian's reaction was very flat, "Whatever you want, it's just an empty box anyway."

"Empty box? Impossible!" Qian Shengyin looked at her warily, "How can such a box made of pure gold be empty!"

"Believe it or not, it's up to you." Qianzhe Mian stepped forward and opened the box as his father said.

It was empty inside, and the golden paint shone dazzlingly in the sunlight, as if mocking Qian Shengyin's stupidity.

 I came late for the exam these two days.

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