The quiet atmosphere made Lin Mengya's heart skip a beat.
After a long while, Baili Rui sighed and took the small black ball with a complicated look on his face.
Lin Mengya had never seen Baili Rui like this before. He seemed to be hesitant, but more than that, she could not understand his emotions, which kept sinking and mixing.
"I didn't expect that it really exists. Mengya, it's not two souls in one body. It's something made by a madman in pursuit of his crazy dream. "
Lin Mengya suddenly felt relieved and waited for Baili Rui to search for the memory of this thing in his dusty memory for many years.
Baili Rui looked at the small black ball in his hand thoughtfully.
"Some people believe that there are spirits in this world that can be reincarnated. In order to accomplish what they failed to accomplish in this life, they want to control their next life. And this thing was created by them to control their next life. "
Although she had received a modern education and read a lot of science fiction novels, it was the first time that Lin Mengya had heard of such an incredible thing.
But it was the first time that Lin Mengya had heard of such an incredible thing.
"Control the next life. How … how is it possible?"
Baili Rui looked at his student with a wry smile. He had the same thought when he first heard of it.
"But, someone succeeded. This thing is like a poisonous insect, like a medicine, but not a medicine. No one knows how it is made. But once it is planted, the person will get the memory of his previous life. I thought it only existed in those ancient books. But thirty years ago, someone let me see the magic of this thing with my own eyes. But I still don't believe it. Those strange memories are from the previous life. How can we prove that they are the memories of the previous life? "
Baili Rui was indeed the Saint of Poison. His words were very reasonable.
Lin Mengya nodded and slowly digested what Baili Rui had said.
"Teacher, you mean that anyone who is planted with this thing will have a memory that doesn't belong to them, right?"
Baili Rui nodded with a guilty look in his eyes.
He wasn't a qualified teacher. It was just that this matter had truly surpassed his imagination. Just being able to accept this point had taken him tens of years.
It was only in recent years that he broke free from the doubts of the past and gave himself a reasonable reason.
Lin Mengya's vision and thoughts were more rational and open-minded than Baili Rui's.
Is it possible to transfer a person's memory? In theory, it was possible.
If this black sphere were to be compared to a memory card that stored memories, then the black sphere could be compared to a memory card.
Then, through certain procedures and conditions, could it be possible to copy the memories stored in it into another person's brain?
Lin Mengya felt that her idea was ridiculous, but somehow, she felt that this seemed to be the only reasonable explanation.
But where did these memories come from?
Lady Tong was obviously a sacrificial pawn. Perhaps, she was just a defective product of a failed experiment, so she could be abandoned at any time.
So what is the purpose of this memory experiment? Could it be that it was just to remind people of their previous lives?
"Teacher, who is that lunatic you mentioned? Can I see him? "
Lin Mengya looked at her teacher expectantly, but the latter shook his head with a wry smile.
"If he were still alive, maybe Candle Dragon Cult wouldn't have become what it is today. That person is the former leader of Candle Dragon Cult. "
What? He was the former leader of Candle Dragon Cult?
"Is he … really dead?"
Seeing her teacher nodding solemnly, Lin Mengya didn't give up and continued to ask.
"Then, does he have a successor? The deceased was less than 20 years old. No matter how powerful the former leader was, the time doesn't match. "
Baili Rui looked at his student apologetically. He also wanted to solve Lin Mengya's doubts.
"Impossible. He said that he got this thing by chance. There is only one such thing in the world. If he hadn't valued the medical skills of our Baili family and wanted me to help him, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to recognize this thing. Mengya, believe me. No one in the world can inherit everything from him except me. "
But her teacher was the last person in the world who could inherit.
Seeing that the clue was temporarily cut off, Lin Mengya felt a little unwilling.
However, if she couldn't find it here, she could still start from the Xin family.
No matter how difficult it was, she had to figure out what was going on!
After saying goodbye to her teacher, Lin Mengya returned to the palace again after a busy day.
The servant who stayed in Yi Courtyard came to report that Long Tianhao had come once during lunch, but he left after a short time.
She was a little disappointed. She knew that they didn't have much time together, but she still wasted a whole day.
"Your Highness, this is the food that His Majesty asked me to leave for you."
As soon as she entered the room, a clever palace maid came to report.
Soon, there were a lot of delicious dishes on the table.
They were warm and just right for the mouth.
"His Majesty really cares about you, Your Highness."
Baiji helped Lin Mengya wash her hands. When there was only a group of people left in the room, she couldn't help teasing her.
Lin Mengya felt a little sweet in her heart. It felt so good to be cared for.
After instructing people to continue to investigate the matter of her father, brother and Miss Tong, Qinghu also made the final preparations.
And the New Year's Eve came quietly without anyone noticing.
Long Tianhao was very busy. He often sneaked into Yi Courtyard in the middle of the night and had to go back to the court a few hours later.
They often didn't see each other for a whole day.
But every night, Lin Mengya felt very at ease just by leaning on each other for a while.
It seemed that because of the warmth he brought to her, she had a constant source of motivation.
The atmosphere in the palace was very lively because of the New Year and the new emperor's ascension to the throne.
In addition to dealing with the results of the investigation, Lin Mengya also had to accompany the Empress Dowager to deal with some affairs in the palace.
In the inner room of Fengxiang Palace, the sandalwood fragrance made people feel peaceful and warm. It was the best way to calm down.
Early in the morning, Lin Mengya was woken up by the Empress Dowager. After burning the incense and changing clothes, she copied a Buddhist scripture by herself.
It was said that this was the rule of the royal family of Dajin. They should burn it on the night of the New Year's Eve to pray for good weather in the coming year.
Although Lin Mengya was not the Empress yet, the Empress Dowager knew better than anyone else that no one would want her stubborn son.
Lin Mengya yawned and continued to copy the scripture on the small table. The Empress Dowager sat opposite her and always had a gentle and loving smile on her face, urging Lin Mengya to make progress.
"Empress Dowager, Your Highness. His Majesty sent a letter, please open it to Empress Dowager and Your Highness. "
Finally, there was a suitable reason. Lin Mengya put down the pen in her hand and cheered secretly in her heart.
Seeing her smile secretly, the Empress Dowager couldn't help shaking her head.
But she didn't stop and opened the envelope sent by the servants.
She frowned slightly and seemed to be in a dilemma.
She handed the letter to Lin Mengya and asked the servants to leave.
After looking at it carefully, Lin Mengya knew why the Empress Dowager was like this.
The content of the letter was very simple. It was nothing more than to discuss with the Empress Dowager how to deal with the three people in the palace.
Lin Mengya didn't ask others to burn the letter. She understood the dilemma of the mother and son.
After all, that person used to be the Empress Dowager's husband and Long Tianhao's most respected father.
Looking down, Lin Mengya was surprised to see the Empress Dowager's hand was trembling slightly.
It seemed that no matter how heartless she appeared to be, the Empress Dowager still couldn't completely let go of that feeling.
"Empress Dowager, why don't you go and see him?"
Holding the Empress Dowager's hand, Lin Mengya comforted her gently.
After a long silence, the Empress Dowager sighed faintly.
"Alas, everything is just fate."
There seemed to be a lot of things happening at the end of the year.
The Old Emperor abdicated and lived peacefully in the Ziyun Palace.
The late Empress died suddenly and was buried as the old Imperial Concubine. It could be said that she was implicated by her children.
As for the late Crown Prince, he was imprisoned in the mansion forever for treason and couldn't get out unless he was dead.
When Lin Mengya heard this news, she finally felt relieved.
From now on, the matter of the royal family could come to an end.
Tomorrow was New Year's Eve. Sitting in the room, Lin Mengya watched the people outside busy preparing for the New Year.
Early in the morning, she went to see Long Tianhao and volunteered not to appear at the palace banquet with him on New Year's Eve.
No matter how unwilling Long Tianhao was, Lin Mengya knew that they had been willful enough. But since they were in this position, some things could only be compromised.
"Master, this is the first New Year reunion since we've been together!"
Baizhi leaned against the window. Her fair and rosy face was filled with a sweet smile.
Smiling, Lin Mengya grabbed a handful of fried food for her. Seeing this girl smiling so happily, Lin Mengya felt much better.
"Yes, it's a rare New Year reunion."
After tomorrow, she would leave this place again.
She couldn't help feeling a little melancholy, but she hid it well, so no one could see her abnormality.
"It's a pity that you can't go with His Majesty to worship heaven. But His Majesty is right, the wedding can't be rushed. "
Baiji brought the ornaments to hang in Lin Mengya's room. They knew that Lin Mengya always liked peace and quiet, so they wanted to make a scene on the last day.
Lin Mengya smiled and nodded, trying hard to suppress the surging emotions in her heart.
"Didn't you make a scene? If you do it again, you'll be busy to death, and I'll be the one to blame. "
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