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Cheng Ying didn't understand the mystery of what Geng Zhi said, and walked into the room with a puzzled look on his face. As soon as he entered the door, he was dragged to the bed by Yu Songling.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Yu Songling leaned slightly on him, and said quietly, "I guessed that you and I have an extraordinary relationship, but I never guessed that you conceived and gave birth to me, and now... You suffered so much for me, why didn't you tell me?"

Chengying was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled softly: "You once said that you in this life cannot make promises for the next life. Since you have lost your memory, it is equivalent to rebirth. How you choose after rebirth is entirely up to you. Myself, I don't want to trip you up with the past."

"You are so stupid." Yu Songling scolded, but there was no sense of blame in his tone, he just stroked Chengying's face tremblingly, "How can there be such a fool as you in the world, who would take all the suffering by himself. Damn me too, you have suffered so much for me, and I will forget you...forget you..."

Chengying felt that Yu Songling was shaking more and more violently, and her heart was not good, so she hurriedly said: "Don't think about it, be obedient, don't think about it anymore!"

"Cheng...uh...Chengying..." Yu Songling buried his head in Chengying's neck, rubbing it uneasily, and the familiar severe pain in his head came again as promised.

"Ling, relax, be obedient, don't think about anything." Chengying poured internal energy into several acupuncture points on his head like last time, and gradually, Yu Songling's trembling became smaller and smaller, and he raised his pale face , embraced Chengying's head and kissed it forgetfully, that taste was as similar as that of the person in the dream.

"Heh~~ You are really..." Chengying couldn't continue, and tears of joy welled up in her eyes.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Chengying escaped from Yu Songling's kiss, and said to him seriously: "One thing is strange to me, your acupuncture points on the head seem to be slightly shifted."

"Oh?" Yu Songling was also a little surprised, "How could this be?"

"We were rescued that day. Dr. Geng has carefully examined your injuries. Most of your injuries were on your back, and your head was not hit. However, after you woke up, you lost your memory for no reason. Afterwards, you often Reminiscing about the past gives me a headache..."

"You mean, these are related to the displacement of the acupoints on my head?" Yu Songling also became alert.

"It's just a guess." Cheng Ying said, "Let's ask Dr. Geng."

Not long after Geng Zhi returned to the room, he was sent back by Yu Songling, and he was puzzled. He frowned and pondered for a while after hearing him finish the story, and said, "Could it be the golden needle capping?"

"What is that? Is there a way to cure it?" Cheng Ying asked hastily.

"An acupuncture method can also be said to be a kind of martial arts." Geng Zhi said in a deep voice, "use internal force to insert a hair-thin golden needle into the acupuncture point of the brain to seal the memory of that person. I have read about it in medical books. , Some countries use this method to control the dead. First, the memory of the dead is erased, and as time goes by, those dead will not even remember what happened yesterday, just like a puppet."

"You mean, my memory was sealed?" Yu Songling asked with a frown.

Geng Zhi stepped forward and checked Yu Songling. After a long time, he finally found the place where the needle should be inserted, but Geng Zhi's expression became even uglier.

"How is it? Is it dangerous?" Chengying asked anxiously.

"The gold needles force the acupoints to deviate, and because the gold is extremely soft, it is easy to deform. It may be extremely dangerous to take out the gold needles. If there is a mistake, it may be life-threatening."

"Why, how could this be?" Calm as Cheng Ying, also at a loss.

"Get ready and take the needle for me." Yu Songling was very calm.

"No!" Chengying objected hastily, "It's so dangerous, just in case... just in case..."

"Only in this way will it be possible to find the person who murdered me." Yu Songling said firmly, "Besides, knowing that it can be cured, there is no reason not to try."

"That way you might die!" Chengying shouted excitedly.

"Escape is not an option. The golden needle is in my mind, and it will affect me sooner or later. I don't want to spend my whole life in a daze." Yu Songling's voice was still calm, "I've made up my mind, you don't need to persuade me anymore."

"Chengying, keep your hand steady, come and take the needle for me." Yu Songling then said.

"You! You are so cruel." Cheng Ying said slightly aggrieved.

"Since you are the closest person to me, I have no choice but to be cruel to you." Yu Songling smiled wryly, and ordered Geng Zhi to go down and prepare, sticking it to Cheng Ying's ear, and said softly, "Don't worry, I'll be fine , even if there is something to do...hehe, if you die under the peony flower, you can be a ghost..."

"You bastard!" Chengying interrupted him angrily, grabbed his collar, and yelled almost collapsed, "What kind of peony dies, you are a ghost, you selfish bastard! You are dead, you are dead!" Have you ever considered me?! Have you ever thought about my feelings?! When Rui’er grows up, what kind of mood do you want me to tell him that his father died by my hand, and that I still have a child in my stomach? My child! Do you want me to be alone to welcome our child into the world? Do you know how much that hurts? Huh?!"

Yu Songling looked at Chengying a little at a loss, his eyes that were usually calm as water showed sharpness, like a little beast that was always showing off its power.

"I said the wrong thing, don't be angry." Yu Songling took him into his arms and patted his trembling shoulder lightly.

Cheng Ying was still sitting on the bed, obviously he hadn't come out of the emotion just now, thinking about it, he felt bold, such a swearing, it seemed that even the emperor and queen had never reprimanded Yu Songling like that, but he was not angry at all.The hands around her waist became tighter and tighter, such tenderness made Chengying feel embarrassed, and the anger just now couldn't help but fade away.

"Sorry, I...um..."

A delicate and long kiss interrupted Chengying's words.

"I promise you, I won't let anything happen to me, I promise." Yu Songling promised earnestly.

"Since he promised me that nothing will happen, then nothing will happen. He is the prince, and he promises a thousand gold." Cheng Ying repeated in his heart over and over again, concentrating his inner strength on his palm, and pushed the golden needle from Yu Songling's hand little by little. Forced out of the head, every force is controlled smoothly, for fear that the position of the golden needle will deviate.

Yu Songling felt that his head was being poured with a lot of things, and it seemed that his head was about to be unable to hold it, and it hurt like a burst. Yu Songling bit his lips in a hurry to prevent himself from making a sound, because he knew that at this time , Chengying was more nervous than himself.

With a slight sound of golden needles falling to the ground, Cheng Ying sat paralyzed on the bed, looking at Yu Songling whose whole body was soaked in sweat. Although he still had a pulse, his whole body was icy cold.Cheng Ying hugged him with some fear, warmed him with her body, and kept calling in his ear: "Ling, Ling, are you cold? I hold you, will it be warmer?"

Yu Songling didn't answer, so he asked tirelessly over and over again, I don't know how many times, Yu Songling twitched his body slightly, and said weakly: "Don't worry, I'm not dead, I'm just tired."

"Okay, then, then I won't make any noise, you can sleep well." Cheng Ying hurriedly lowered her voice.

"Heh~~fool~~" Yu Songling chuckled, "Chengying, I remember you, thank you for your hard work."

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