"Ugh... my head hurts so much!"
Seeing this, Zhao Zhilan and Sun Ruoxi quickly stepped forward and helped Lin Mo up.
"Your Majesty, you shouldn't dwell on what happened before," Zhao Zhilan comforted him.
Lin Mo discovered that stopping the memories could indeed reduce the pain.
But he still felt dizzy and listless.
Fragments of memory flooded his mind like a tide. The images were broken and blurry, like a fleeting dream, leaving him wavering between reality and illusion, unable to distinguish between them.
“I remember in the desert west of Xichuan City! I won a great battle, pursuing the remnants of Saladin’s army,” he muttered to himself. “But suddenly, a high-ranking god summoned an enemy with divine status.”
A city even appeared out of nowhere, providing Saladin's army with a place to rest and recuperate!
After that, I went to the illusory realm and talked to Zhao Wushi about the ultimate form of the Tyrant Mode...
And now...
How did I suddenly end up back in the capital?
Seeing this, a hint of helplessness flashed in Zhao Zhilan's eyes, and she slightly raised the corners of her mouth: "Your Majesty, you're doing it again!" She said, "I told you not to recall those dreams!"
"A dream?" Lin Mo asked in surprise.
“Yes! Your Majesty, you’ve been dreaming again. You’ve had many dreams like this since you ascended the throne,” Sun Ruoxi said. “You dreamt that you killed the late emperor and fought a great battle with Saladin and Baldwin.”
Oh! You've told us about this dream so many times!
"Holy crap! A dream?"
"Ruoxi! Didn't I tell you not to mention it again?" Zhao Zhilan said angrily.
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Sun Ruoxi smiled.
Suddenly, a flood of memories returned.
After a brief period of discomfort, Lin Mo seemed to recall something.
"Alright! I... Oh no! I mean, I was indeed dreaming... I just dreamt about many things from the past."
Was the killing of Wei Maozhen just a nightmare?
My system is not a product of any god's creation.
Was it all just an illusion?
Or perhaps, Zhao Wushi reversed the timeline for me, returning to the moment when he killed Wei Maozhen.
Then, I made a different choice and let Wei Maozhen go.
Lin Mo shook his head, trying to clear his mind.
then.
Sun Ruoxi helped him get dressed, while Zhao Zhilan bent down to help him put on his leather shoes.
"Stop thinking about it, Your Majesty!" Sun Ruoxi advised Lin Mo when she saw that he was still struggling with the decision.
"Never mind, Ruoxi. Let His Majesty calm down; he'll remember eventually."
Zhao Zhilan helped Lin Mo put on his boots, and then helped him to his feet.
"Your Majesty, perhaps we could go for a walk outside. Let the natural scenery and fresh air soothe your soul, and maybe it will help you find those lost fragments of memory."
“Sister Zhilan, perhaps letting His Majesty see those children would improve his mood,” Sun Ruoxi added. “After all, His Majesty has been working so hard lately.”
"Children?" Lin Mo said to himself, "I remember, Su Qing'er, Sun Ruoxi, Huo Churan, and I tried for a long time, but there was no result. This once made me think that it might be because we were transmigrators that we couldn't have offspring!"
And now, I have a child?
At that moment, a memory came flooding back, "Holy crap! It really is true. I have two children, an older daughter and a younger son."
Completely bewildered, Lin Mo got out of bed and slowly walked to the window to look outside.
"Where...where is this?" He was secretly shocked, but in order not to let Sun Ruoxi and Zhao Zhilan see the turmoil in his heart, he had to suppress his surprise deep inside.
Is this still the capital city, with such a magnificent city?
Just as he was racking his brains trying to figure it out, his two wives started urging him to hurry up. He had no choice but to put aside his doubts and leave his room.
Lin Mo arrived at the familiar palace, and memories of the past suddenly flooded back.
He recalled that night when Wei Maozhen tricked him into entering the palace.
Afterwards, Lin Mo summoned the Nightmare Cavalry and the Imperial Guards, and directly turned the tide by capturing Wei Maozhen alive.
"It all feels like a dream," Lin Mo muttered to himself. "Life is like a dream, and time is like a song."
According to the new "memory," it happened five years ago.
Then, as soon as she reached the door, she saw a burly man standing outside.
Holy crap, you...
Lin Mo took a step back in astonishment.
"Your Majesty, is there anything we can do for you?" the man asked, kneeling on one knee.
"What are you doing here?" Lin Mo asked in surprise. "Aren't you..."
This person was none other than Emperor Higashibanga, Ashikaga Nobunari, whom he had defeated!
Ashikaga Nobunaga's expression changed drastically. He stared at the emperor before him, utterly bewildered, and asked in confusion, "Your Majesty, your words deeply perplex me. We have always been your loyal subordinates. Is there something Your Majesty dislikes about me?"
"Your Majesty!" Zhao Zhilan and Sun Ruoxi exclaimed simultaneously, their faces filled with worry and tension. They quickly urged, "Your Majesty, please calm down, please calm down."
Lin Mo froze for a few seconds as memories flooded his mind.
I have completely conquered Dongpango? Ashikaga Nobunari is already my subordinate!
After a long while, Lin Mo finally said, "This... there isn't any for now. You may leave."
As Lin Mo watched Ashikaga Nobunari leave, the pain on his face intensified.
Zhao Zhilan seemed to have figured something out. "You wouldn't be thinking of letting Ashikaga Nobushige go back, would you?" she asked. "No way! This guy is practically the Goujian that Your Majesty often mentions to me."
He... he's willing to eat your shit just to show his loyalty to you.
Such a person, who endures humiliation and hardship, would never accept defeat!
"Holy crap!" Lin Mo was so surprised he almost lost his balance. "Taste my shit?"
He was completely numb.
Just then, someone suddenly announced loudly, "Your Majesty, the Prince of Beiliang has arrived. Please move to the main hall."
"What the hell? The Prince of Beiliang?" Lin Mo turned around and saw that the person who spoke was Huo Tong!
He could no longer feel his own breath. His mind was a complete blank. "Holy crap, brother-in-law? You're also my subordinate? And what about the Prince of Beiliang you mentioned earlier? Could it be Huo Minggao?"
“Yes, Your Majesty, I am your loyal subordinate, and my father has arrived,” Huo Tong replied.
"What the hell? I just made him a prince?" Lin Mo couldn't help but think. "Such an old scoundrel? Such an ambitious schemer?"
"What's wrong, Your Majesty?" Huo Tong asked, equally puzzled. "Has my father offended you in any way?"
Upon hearing this, another girl familiar to Lin Mo walked over and quickly said, "Brother, I'm so sorry. His Majesty's amnesia has relapsed. It's really troublesome for you."
"Wow, Chu Ran?" Lin Mo exclaimed in surprise.
At this moment, Lin Mo noticed that Huo Churan's face had no injuries.
Moreover, her protruding belly indicated that she was already six months pregnant.
"My God, I'm completely numb!"
Which memory is actually a dream?
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