The quiet atmosphere made Lin Mengya's heart couldn't help but feel anxious.
After a long time, Baili Rui sighed and took the small black ball with a complicated expression.
Lin Mengya had never seen such a look on her teacher's face. She seemed a little hesitant, but more importantly, there were emotions that she couldn't understand, which kept settling and mixing.
"I didn't expect it to actually exist. Mengya, this is not a double soul, but something created by a madman in order to pursue a crazy dream of his own."
Lin Mengya suddenly felt relieved and waited closely for the teacher to search for the memories belonging to this thing from the memories that had been sealed for many years.
Bai Lirui looked at the black ball in his hand, thoughtfully.
"There are some people who believe that there are souls in this world who can be reincarnated. In order to complete the things they have not completed in this life, they want to control their next life. And this thing is made by them to control their next life.
key."
Although she has a modern education, she has also watched a lot of science fiction.
But this was the first time Lin Mengya had heard of such an unbelievable thing.
"How is it possible to control the next life?"
Bai Lirui looked at his student with a wry smile. He didn't think so when he heard about it for the first time.
"However, someone has succeeded. This thing looks like a poison but not a poison, and looks like a medicine but not a medicine. No one knows how it is made. But once planted with this thing, that person will gain memories of his past life.
I originally thought that it only existed in those ancient books. But thirty years ago, someone allowed me to see the magic of this thing with my own eyes. However, I still don’t believe it. Those strange memories are from past lives.
How can we prove that it is our own past life memory?"
The teacher is worthy of being the Poison Saint, and what he says is also very organized.
Lin Mengya nodded, slowly digesting everything the teacher said.
"The teacher said that anyone who is planted with this thing will have a memory that is not their own, right?"
Bai Lirui nodded, with a somewhat ashamed look in his eyes.
He was not a qualified teacher, but this matter was beyond his imagination. It took him decades just to accept it.
It was only in recent years that he broke free from the doubts he had at that time and gave himself a reasonably reasonable reason.
Lin Mengya's vision and thoughts are more rational and broad than Bai Lirui's.
Is it possible for human memories to be transmitted? In theory, it is possible.
If this black ball is compared to a memory card that stores memories.
So through certain procedures and conditions, can the memory stored here be copied? What about into another person’s brain?
Lin Mengya felt that her idea was ridiculous, but she felt inexplicably that this seemed to be the only reasonable explanation.
But where do these memories come from?
Miss Tong is obviously an abandoned child. Perhaps, she is just a defective product that failed in an experiment, so she can be abandoned at any time.
So what is the purpose of this experiment on memory? Is it just to let people recall things from their previous lives?
"Teacher, who is that madman you are talking about? Can I see him?"
Lin Mengya looked at the teacher expectantly, but the latter smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"If he were still alive, maybe the Candle Dragon Society would not be what it is today. That man was the previous leader of the Candle Dragon Society."
What? He was actually the previous leader of the Candle Dragon Society?
"Is he really dead?"
Seeing the teacher nodding heavily, Lin Mengya continued to ask without giving up.
"Then, does he have any successor? The deceased was less than twenty years old. No matter how powerful the previous leader was, he couldn't match the time."
Bai Lirui looked at his student apologetically, he also wanted to clear up Lin Mengya's doubts.
"Impossible, he said that he got this thing by chance, and there is only one like him in the world. If he hadn't valued our Baili family's medical skills and wanted me to help, he would have just
I'm afraid I won't recognize this thing either. Mengya, believe me. No one else in the world can inherit everything he has except me."
But the teacher is the last person in the world who would not inherit such a thing.
Seeing the clues being temporarily cut off like this, Lin Mengya felt a little unwilling.
However, if this fails, she can also start from the Xin family.
No matter how difficult it is, she still has to figure out what all this is about!
Lin Mengya said goodbye to her teacher and returned to the palace again after a busy day.
The people who stayed in the first hospital came and went to report. During lunch, Long Tianyu came once, but he just sat there for a while and then left.
She felt slightly disappointed, knowing that they didn't have much time to spend together, but she still wasted the whole day.
"Your Majesty, this is the food His Majesty ordered to leave for you."
As soon as he arrived at the house, a clever palace maid came forward to report.
Not long after, a lot of colors appeared on the table
Delicious meals.
Warm and hot, just right in your mouth.
"Our Majesty, we are very devoted to His Highness."
Baiji helped Lin Mengya wash her hands, and when they were the only ones left in the room, she couldn't help but joke.
Lin Mengya felt a little sweet in her heart. This feeling of being cared for was so good.
After ordering people to continue investigating the matter between his father, brother and Miss Tong, Qinghu also made final preparations.
And the end of the year also comes quietly and inadvertently.
Long Tianyu was extremely busy. He would often sneak into Yixinyuan in the middle of the night, and within a few hours, he would run back to attend court.
Two people often don't see each other for a whole day.
But every night, just clinging to each other for a moment, Lin Mengya felt extremely at ease.
It seems that because of the warmth he brings to himself, he has a steady stream of motivation.
The atmosphere in the palace was also very lively because of the New Year and the new emperor's enthronement.
In addition to dealing with the results of investigations from various places, Lin Mengya also had to accompany the Queen Mother to handle some palace affairs.
In the inner room of Fengxiang Palace, the scent of sandalwood makes people feel peaceful and warm, and it can help them calm down and concentrate.
Early in the morning, Lin Mengya was awakened by someone sent by the Empress Dowager. After burning incense and changing clothes, she personally copied a Buddhist scripture.
It is said that this is the rule of the Jin Dynasty royal family, which is to burn it on the night of New Year's Eve to pray for good weather in the coming year.
Although Lin Mengya is not the queen yet, the Queen Mother knows better than anyone else that no one will want her stubborn son.
Yawning, Lin Mengya continued to lie obediently on the small table, copying stroke by stroke, while the Queen Mother, sitting opposite her, always had a gentle and loving smile, supervising Lin Mengya's progress.
"The Queen Mother, Your Highness the Princess. Your Majesty has sent a letter. Please read it personally to the Queen Mother."
Finally having a suitable reason to put down the pen in her hand, Lin Mengya cheered secretly in her heart.
The Queen Mother saw her secretly smiling smile and couldn't help but shake her head.
However, his subordinates kept opening the envelopes sent by the palace officials.
The delicate brows wrinkled slightly, and there seemed to be some embarrassment in the brows.
He handed the letter to Lin Mengya, but she backed away.
After taking a closer look, Lin Mengya knew why the Queen Mother was acting like this.
The content of the letter was very simple. It was nothing more than a wish to discuss with the Queen Mother how to deal with the three people in the palace.
It is true that someone else burned the letter. Lin Mengya understood the dilemma between mother and son. > After all, that man was once the Queen Mother’s husband, and also Long Tianyu’s most respected father.
Lowering her eyes, Lin Mengya unexpectedly saw the Queen Mother's hand, which was trembling slightly.
It seems that no matter how heartless she appears on the surface, after all, the Queen Mother still cannot completely let go of that relationship.
"Queen Mother, why don't you go see him."
Holding the Queen Mother's hand, Lin Mengya comforted her gently.
There was silence for an unknown amount of time before the Queen Mother let out a faint sigh.
"Oh, everything is fate."
At the end of this year, there seems to be a lot going on.
The Zen throne of the Supreme Emperor is enthroned in Ziyun Hall.
The first empress died suddenly and was buried as an imperial concubine. She was also affected by her children.
As for the former prince, he was convicted of treason and imprisoned in the mansion forever, with the hope of death.
When Lin Mengya learned the news, she finally felt at ease.
From now on, the affairs of the royal family can come to an end.
Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, Lin Mengya is sitting in the house, watching people outside busy preparing New Year's things.
She specifically went to see Long Tianyu early in the morning and actively asked not to appear with him at the palace banquet on New Year's Eve.
Although Long Tianyu was unwilling to do so, Lin Mengya knew that they were already willful enough. But since they were in this position, there were some things that had to be compromised.
"Master, this is our first reunion year together!"
Bai Zhi lay on the window, with a sweet smile on her little pink face.
Lin Mengya smiled and grabbed a handful of roasted seeds for her. Seeing the girl laughing so hard that she couldn't even see her eyebrows, her mood improved a lot.
"Yeah, it's really a rare year of reunion."
After tomorrow, she will leave this place again.
She couldn't help but feel a little melancholy, but she hid it well and no one could see her abnormality.
"It's just a pity that the master can't go to worship heaven with His Majesty. But Your Majesty is right, the wedding cannot be rushed."
Baiji brought the hangings to be hung in Lin Mengya's house. They knew that Lin Mengya always liked to be quiet, so they only made fun on this last day.
Lin Mengya smiled and nodded, barely suppressing the surging emotions in her heart.
"Didn't I make you make trouble before? If I do it again, I'm afraid you'll be busy to death and blame me for causing trouble."
Closing the book in her hand, Lin Mengya felt that the smiling self and the real self in her heart were torn apart.
