Chapter 442: The real treasure of Xiahou family

To stay in place, Yunzhu bowed his head lonely.
Han Fei suddenly felt a little sad in the scene before her.
Han Fei turned around, but Yu Guang saw the woman in red who should have left long ago standing behind the screen, quietly relying on the screen, listening to their conversation, her expression trance.
Han Fei was surprised. Obviously, this scene was seen by the woman in red, and those conversations were also heard. Han Fei felt very disagreeable. The three people here are so similar to the three of them in the real world. There is always a history The illusion of similarity.
Another person appeared behind the woman in red, who was also familiar to Han Fei, who was an endless tree.
"Your Majesty, don't you plan to talk to Lord Shenwei?"
The endless voice is exactly the same as the sound in the forest.
The red-clothed woman turned her head and smiled with a self-deprecating smile, and said: "No, maybe... it's best not to say it."
Hentai was a little worried, and said: "But... the ritual to strip the memory is very painful, in case there is any accident..."
The woman in red stood up straight and said, "Nothing will happen."
"Your Majesty... why are you so brave..."
"Because you call me your majesty."
After this sentence fell, the whole scene was distorted again.
Han Fei felt that everything had changed in front of her. She stood in a confined space, the whole space was very dark, only a few candlelights were looming.
In her ear, she heard a heavy gasp, with pain and tolerance, as if she was suffering from great pain.
Han Fei looked up, and saw the woman in red lying on the stone bed in front of her. She was rolling over with pain, her face pale.
The pain was so painful that she began to call her name vaguely.
"Ling... Xiao Bai... Luoyun... Qing Yin... Everyone..."
Han Fei looked at it, as if she could feel the pain, as if she had torn her soul, it hurt, and it hurt to the extreme.
Han Fei tried to stop her from getting pain, but her feet couldn't move, and another voice rang around.
"Your Majesty, stop, forcibly copying the soul glass will hurt your soul!",
Even in pain, Han Fei heard the woman say, "No, can't stop, continue, I can bear it! Um!",
"Your Majesty! Stop it, you are like this..."
"keep going!!!"
Finally, the woman on the stone bed raised her head fiercely and almost couldn't get up in one breath, but in the end, the whole ceremony was completed, and her breathing gradually calmed down.
"Your Majesty! Your memory has been copied!"
The woman in red slowly got up from the stone bed and watched the mist condensed in the palm of her hand. It was her memory.
It was very painful to forcefully copy a person's memory, and the pain made her think that she had died tens of thousands of times.
Han Fei was also looking at the mist, faintly, she knew what it was.
But why does the woman in red treat herself so cruelly?
"Your Majesty, why are you? This kind of pain does not need to be endured at all."
The red-clothed woman held the mist, showing a weak smile, and said: "My body is dying, I know."
"His Majesty……"
"Endless, remember not to tell anyone, including them."
"But Lord Shenwei will notice it sooner or later!"
"Then wait for the day they notice."
"Your Majesty, you are so wrong! Your body is the first!"
The woman in red did not speak, but looked at the mist tenderly, her eyes flushed.
"Endless, I don't want to forget you, I don't want to forget everyone, but my memory is what the group of monsters have been pursuing. They won't let it go. Once my memory is taken away, then all this is over."
"Your Majesty! We will not lose! Among the Nine Armies, we are the strongest!"
"is it……"
"Your Majesty, don't you have confidence in us?"
The woman in red shook her head and said, "No, I believe you, just as you trust me. But... I have a bad premonition, and it's always right to plan ahead."
"Your Majesty, if you worry too much, your body will gradually get worse. Don't worry, we will give you the peace and prosperity you want!"
The woman in red smiled and said, "Hunting, go get my clothes for me, this clothes is wet and I am not comfortable."
"Okay, your Majesty, wait."
The sound of footsteps went away, and only the woman in red was left in the enclosed space.
Han Fei saw the woman in red bending down suddenly, her empty hand tightly covering her mouth, and a puff of blood falling from between her fingers.
Han Fei's eyes widened. Sure enough, how could the pain just now leave no sequelae? I'm afraid I just opened endless, just because I can't help it!
"A little more time can't it..."
The woman in red muttered to herself.
"Really...reluctant to everyone..."
"I can't bear to..."
"you……"
"You haven't been born yet."
Han Fei thought she had heard it wrong. She covered her mouth and watched in disbelief as the woman in red reached out her hand and touched her abdomen. There was still blood in her hand, and her expression was unprecedentedly kind.
It was a... mother's tenderness.
She is pregnant!
This fact almost made Han Fei dizzy.
"Baby, I'm sorry, you didn't come at the right time."
"Sorry……"
"forgive me……"
Slowly, the woman in red was sobbing in a low voice. It was a kind of sadness that she had endured to the extreme, after all.
Han Fei stood aside, and the picture in front of him was distorted again, but this time, no picture appeared again, only darkness remained.
Han Fei became anxious, she wanted to know what happened next! It seems that the following things are important! It's so important that she can't miss it!
"Let me see, let me see again! Just take a look!"
Han Fei shouted loudly.
But there was no response.
She clenched her fists in loss, and said, "Why don't you show it to me...Is that person me? No, she, the goddess from a thousand years ago, right? She was pregnant, what happened to her in the end? Why? Don't show me anymore..."
"Your Majesty, you don't need to watch it, all this is what you have experienced, you just forgot."
The voice that appeared from the beginning spoke again.
Han Fei was startled and raised her head, as if a figure was slowly forming in front of her.
"I forgot?"
"Your Majesty, these are all your memories left here."
Han Fei muttered to herself: "It's all...my memory?"
"Yes, this scene is too nostalgic... Your Majesty, the treasure of Xiahou's family, not only military materials and treasures, but also more valuable things are your memories."