"So, can you tell me what I'm doing this for?"
Hua Zheng didn't have the slightest sense of being questioned, but there was an expression of interest in her voice.
"Of course it's for Mumu..."
The flower cluster suddenly stopped speaking - she found the contradiction in her thinking logic. It may be excusable to create a clone, but it would be too cold-blooded to create scars on him. She thinks in such a way that she is subconsciously treating Huazheng as a rational criminal without emotion. But what about the purpose? If it was done for the sake of Hua Mu, it would be extremely cruel in addition to being human.
Bai Zhen was Hua Zheng's apprentice and died to save her, so she would never be treated like this - Hua Zheng is very rational and full of bad water, but she is not a pervert - at least not so perverted in this respect.
Huazheng shook her head regretfully, "No, I guessed it wrong."
"Then why..."
"Why in the end... Just as the little sweetheart is here, let's ask together."
Hua Mu appeared at the door of the lounge after her words, and there was a hint of embarrassment on her crying face. As soon as she entered the door, she stared at the face of the faceless man - or the mask, and cried, "Face, why?"
"Okay, let's sit down and talk." Huazheng clapped her hands and asked very considerately, "Do you need tea?"
"Huazheng!" Huatu couldn't bear it anymore.
"Okay, I get it, I'll tell you everything... What do you want to know first?"
"Why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you tell me anything even though there was a way to revive the White Pillow?"
Although Hua Tuo wants to ask whether the white pillow is real, but since Hua Mu is so sure, no matter what aspect she considers, she should not increase her doubts—this is also the scary part of Huazheng, you have to be her accomplice.
"Little sweetheart, you have to know that this is not for you, I just can't give up a talented person like White Pillow. She is the best candidate to replace the leader. This is to make Huayuan Jiangque adopt her as her adopted daughter. And the reason for her to return to the imperial capital."
It's not for her, so there's no need to let her know, or even explain it to her, is that what it means
Hua Mu was already impatient.
"But she's my partner, my lover, and you're—you're my mother! Can't that alone be enough? That alone should let me know the truth..."
Seeing her daughter's emotions, Huatuo was very worried that Huazheng would say something like "I didn't hear any cause and effect relationship".
Unexpectedly, Huazheng was silent for a while, and said in a very low voice: "That's why..."
Hua Mu didn't hear Hua Zheng's words because she was sobbing, and Hua Tu suddenly felt full of sadness.
what is this? What does it feel like
"Azheng..."
The Faceless Man suddenly raised his voice, "Perhaps you are right, but the white pillow is my apprentice and my successor. It is my decision to bring her back, whether you agree or not. Of course. , I have no right to interfere in what happens after she comes back."
In the eyes of Huatuo and Huamu, the white pillow is indeed "resurrection from the dead", but Huazheng has never used this expression.
"So what method did you use to resurrect the white pillow? Why can't she remember the past? Don't talk about PTSD, how could she forget all the past?"
This is where all the suspicions of the flower cluster come from.
"Resurrection... How is such a thing possible? If there is such a technology, it is not too much to call yourself a god, right?"
"What exactly is the white pillow..."
"Because the white pillow is not dead at all, that state is more like hibernation. The earliest hibernation technology is based on the principle of low temperature, which is similar to that situation."
"But I clearly felt that the white pillow she, she... disappeared."
Even at this moment, Hua Mu felt like falling into an abyss when he remembered that feeling.
"No, it was Luna who made you feel it, but it only felt that way because Hattie disappeared, not because of the death of the White Pillow. After all, sentinels and guides without spirits are not much different from ordinary people, and How is it possible to actually have telepathy?"
Yes, Luna disappeared with Hattie, and Hua Mu couldn't summon it since then.
"Will the white pillow recover? Can our spiritual body come back?"
"I can't tell you anything like that."
Not from the dead, but not dead at all. The white pillow just "falls asleep", this idea has reduced Hua Mu's pain a lot. She no longer insisted on better results, and confirmed again: "So, is she really back with the white pillow?"
The leader shrugged, "If you don't care that she doesn't have a memory, she's really back."
It would be a lie to say that you don't care, but as long as the White Pillow can come back, none of that matters—nothing matters.
"So, why did she lose her memory?"
Only the flower cluster is chasing after it.
Huazheng didn't hide it, "Of course I asked someone to help. For a sentinel, near-death is a very dangerous experience, which is why the sentinel who was seriously injured and survived almost lost their memory or spirit during that period of time. The body. This is the body's self-protection mechanism. Sentinels who can't do it are already dead. But the situation with the white pillow is different. When she was brought back, she still had all her memories, and she was almost always on the edge of life and death. So I asked a guide to help and temporarily blocked her memory."
The flower cluster heard the word "bring back" for the second time.
"Exactly... how did you bring the white pillow back?"
If it is to bring back the sentry who fell into the eternal night, of course there is only one way - to the other party's mental picture. But even if it is done by a combined guide, the success rate is extremely low, let alone other guides.
As for the Sentinel, that's unheard of.
Of course, it wouldn't be surprising if it was a zither, but...
"Does it matter?"
It may not be important to Huazheng, but to her... this matter is very important to Huatuo.
"As far as the result is concerned, the white pillow is back. So, now is the time to choose. Seeing you just now, I finally believe that love can conquer everything." The leader let out a low laugh, as if he would say something to himself. It is interesting to say the word "love", "You can tell her about your business, and I will never interfere. But little sweetheart, is it really okay to react like that? Can you bear it once, can you bear it forever? "
"And the possibility of White Pillow becoming a leader is very high... Are you willing to keep worrying about it or ask her to give up her own value? It is very easy to be transferred to be your guard, but as your guard, she has encountered dangers. Not a lot."
Hua Mu understands that Bai Zhen is a very responsible person. Whether it's protecting her, saving the leader, or sacrificing herself to save everyone, it's all because in her heart it's her responsibility.
Even if she was assigned to be her own bodyguard, she would definitely interfere with White Nail's work like a frightened bird. If she had just woken up and had a white pillow like a blank sheet of paper, she might have done everything possible to make her unable to leave her existence.
Huazheng probably just saw through this and kept it from her.
"I'll handle the next thing myself."
It's so annoying, Hua Mumingming thinks that is also very good. But now, this is a difficult problem before her. She does need to think carefully to find the optimal solution.
"Mu Mu..."
Seeing that Hua Mu was about to leave, Hua Tuo called her worriedly.
Hua Mu smiled at her, "I'm fine, I'm just going to contact the white pillow."
Compared with myself, a mother with such a lover is even more deadly.
She glanced at Huazheng and said meaningfully: "You two should have something to talk about, I'll go first."
Huazheng didn't stop her, and looked like she was going to leave.
"stop."
Huazheng stopped, "What's your majesty's order?"
Huatu walked up to her and asked aggressively, "How did you come back with the white pillow? What happened to the successor?"
Obviously, there is no time to consider the next successor at all. In theory, Huazheng will live longer than anyone else. What is the point of considering a successor now
Huazheng seemed to remember it suddenly, and suddenly said: "I almost forgot to say that Jinshen's pursuit efficiency is too low, so I intend to personally trace the whereabouts of Yuanyuan γ. But the leader's departure for a long time is really unreasonable, so... "
Huatuo looked at her in disbelief, "Have you never thought about discussing such a big matter with me?"
"Aren't you worried about the white pillow? She will recover sooner or later, after all, sweetheart—"
"You know I'm not referring to these!" Hua Tuo reached out to take off the other party's mask and said angrily, "Enough of Huazheng, how on earth are you going to torture me?"
Huazheng seemed to want to block, but stopped. The white mask was easily taken off by the flower cluster, and the long hair and pupils that had lost their cover immediately returned to their original appearance.
Huazheng lowered her eyebrows, not looking directly into Huatuo's eyes, "Your Majesty."
"Huazheng, do you want to leave that much? Did you let the white pillow make the choice because you thought of yourself?"
"It can't be said that there is no such idea, if I also have the right to choose."
Huatu threw the mask on her chest, her face was full of tears, "You go, even without you... No, it is because of you that I will be better off."
Huazheng bowed, "I'm glad to hear you say that, but it's just a matter of getting in the way in a short time. After all, it's not a trivial matter."
Huatuo only hated that she didn't have a whip in her hand, Huazheng always had the ability to make her irritable. She was so angry that she didn't care whether her strength could move the other party, she pushed the flower zither like a vent.
"go to hell!"
The slender but supposedly powerful female sentinel unexpectedly slammed into the wall behind her because of her push, shook her feet a few times, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.
Huatu was stunned, looked at her hands in disbelief, and then looked at Huazheng covering her mouth.
She heard the other person coughing, and then bright red blood trickled down her pale fingers.
The author has something to say: Your daughter has grown up, why are you two still like children.
After that, it's all about the protagonist, try to finish it within 200 chapters!