Chapter 125 She is getting sicker

At the same time, in the underground laboratory.

At this moment, everyone was gathered in front of Melanie's table, with different expressions.

Yvesette in the middle sat quietly in a wheelchair with a cold expression.

"Your Highness." Melanie looked at the silent Princess, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "According to my inspection, Lin En should not be lying."

Ivester had a blank expression on her face: "In other words, he remembered all of you, even Uncle Tyrvus, but only forgot about me as his master?"

Although she seemed calm, she had actually dug her nails deeply into the armrests of the wheelchair.

You can even feel the temperature around you drop significantly.

“.”

Melanie didn't answer, but just bit her lower lip, glanced at Yvesette, and nodded slightly.

"Heh." Yvestre suddenly smiled softly, but there was no trace of smile in her bright red eyes. "How could I not know that there are such coincidences in the world?"

She was suppressing some extreme and morbid impulse in her heart, and she was almost unable to hold it back.

Melanie whispered, "From the memory search, I didn't notice that anyone had tampered with him. The memories are logically self-consistent."

"Self-consistent?" Yvestre seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and then raised her voice, "Since he has lost his memory, why did he jump out of the car to save me?!"

Her full chest heaved, and she seemed very excited.

There was a hint of hesitation in Melanie's eyes: "He said he came back to save his good brother Greya."

What the hell?! This sentence frightened Graya, who was just enjoying the melon next to him.

After feeling the murderous gaze of Her Royal Highness the Princess as if she wanted to tear him apart alive, the unfortunate child almost knelt down and begged for mercy.

Not buddy!

What have I done to deserve this?! If I had known this would happen, I would have died in the Sauron Mountains!

Feeling the surprised looks from the people around him, Graya felt like crying but had no tears.

Fortunately, everyone knew Lin En's character very well and thought it was just a joke, so they let him go for the time being.

After retracting her gaze, Ivester still seemed to be in shock: "Search his memory again. This time, I want to check it myself."

"Can't!"

Melanie retorted subconsciously.

"Oh?" Yvestre narrowed her beautiful eyes, her gaze sharp as a knife, "You seem to be very worried about him?"

Melanie's body shook subconsciously, and her face turned pale. "No, no, he is still just a low-level transcendent. His mental will is weak. He cannot withstand multiple such examinations in a short period of time, otherwise his soul will be damaged!"

However, Yvesette was already a little drunk at this moment.

A strong feeling of insecurity spread throughout my body.

After all, for her, weren't it the memories of the past that maintained the twisted and deformed relationship between the two of them?

Although Lin En's essence has not changed, all traces of her have been erased by some powerful and invisible force, which makes Yvesette feel unprecedented panic.

She was really scared.

He was afraid that Lin En would disappear from his side inexplicably like last time.

This is why she took the action of locking him up by her side 24 hours a day.

"Melani, you are my subordinate." Ivisette said coldly, "For my orders, you only need to consider whether you can do it, not whether you are willing to do it."

"Your Highness."

Afiya behind her also wanted to step forward to dissuade them, but was frightened by Ivester's look and stood still.

"Y'all wanna defy me?!!!"

For a moment, the atmosphere in the entire laboratory fell into coldness and silence.

After a long time, Melanie, who had been keeping her head down, whispered, "If this is your order, then I will do it."

"But before that, I want you to see something."

As she spoke, she took out the magic stone that she had prepared in her pocket with red eyes and gently activated it.

As the picture slowly emerged, everyone suddenly saw the familiar figure of the young man.

However, his body was twitching as he lay on a sealed chair, his expression ferocious and painful.

Not only that, she seemed to be murmuring "Her Royal Highness" and some other vague-sounding title.

“.”

Yvesette's heart suddenly tightened, and she subconsciously raised her hand, wanting to hug him in her arms.

But then I suddenly realized that this was a scene that had already happened.

Then, Melanie quietly told everyone present what had happened that day.

Including the ability that Lin En asked her to hide.

As Milanello slowly spoke, Iviste's face gradually lost its color.

She hid her trembling wrists under her sleeves, not wanting others to see her shaken state.

However, Melanie didn't seem to stop talking.

"Your Highness, I have actually done some research on the field of memory." Melanie said in a light voice, "When a person's pain exceeds the limit of what he or she can endure, the brain will produce a self-protection mechanism."

"It will actively seal away some of the painful and depressing memories in order to restore its body and mind to normal."

"This kind of case is very common, and you should have heard of it before."

Hearing this, Yviste clenched her slender white fingers, and blood dripped slightly from her palms.

"You mean?" She gritted her teeth, her tone cold and terrifying, "In his mind, all the memories of me are painful and depressing to him?"

The bright red eyes stared at Melanie, as if something unpredictable would happen as soon as she uttered that answer.

But I don't know why.

Recalling the boy's warm embrace, Melanie suddenly felt an unprecedented courage in her heart.

"In my opinion, it is like this." Melanie pursed her lips, her voice trembling slightly, "Whether you hypnotized him against his will, or put a collar on him and treated him like a dog..."

Intuitively feeling Ivester's murderous intent, her legs were almost unable to stand.

"Very good, you are very good."

In the end, Ivester did not do anything to Melanie. She just let Afia push her and left the underground laboratory without saying a word.

Seeing everyone slowly leaving, Melanie subconsciously collapsed to the ground.

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Experiment 126, for you, I was on the brink of death.

You must repay me well next time!

"Leave me at the door and go."

After returning to the door of the room, Yvesette said slowly.

"Your Highness."

Afia wanted to say something else.

"I don't want to say it again."

At this moment, Yviste lowered her head, her snow-white hair falling on her slender shoulders, making it impossible to see her expression.

Hearing this, Afia looked into the room with some concern, then slowly left.

When she was the only one around, Iviste opened the door and slowly pushed the wheels back to the bedroom.

Looking at the naked boy with his limbs shackled to the foot of the bed, she was a little dazed and stared at him without saying a word.

I don’t know what he is thinking.

After a while, she stood up with some difficulty, climbed onto the bed shakily, and sat on the boy's waist.

“Hmm!”

The boy seemed to notice something was wrong and twisted his body as if he wanted to say something.

However, the purple cloth stuffed in his mouth prevented him from speaking, and he could only whimper something incoherently.

An inexplicable impulse, mixed with anxiety and uneasiness, surged into Yviste's heart.

Somewhere is quite spiritual.

But, forgetting your master is really bad behavior.

A naughty puppy must be punished severely.

Yvesette slowly pulled out a teaching stick from her arms and tapped it gently in her hands, making a whirring sound.

At a certain moment, she slowly raised her teaching stick, clenched her teeth, and wanted to hit the boy's chest hard, which was covered with shallow teeth marks.

Just one blow would make his skin burst and he would feel the pain that penetrated his heart.

However, for some reason, Melanie's words just now slowly emerged in Yvesette's mind.

The memories of him and me are all painful and depressing.

“Snap!”

The teaching stick in his hand did not fall after all, but fell gently on the bed sheet.

Yvesette suppressed the urge to cry deep in her throat, bit her lower lip tightly, then bent down and pressed her face hard against the boy's hot chest.

At the same time, a line of tears slowly flowed across the corners of his eyes.

Why.

Why do you always treat me like this?

Am I wrong? A trace of confusion flashed through her mind.

Looking at the handsome face of the young man and the strong possessive desire in her heart, Yvesette's paranoid and morbid thoughts once again took over.

No.

I am not wrong.

Your puppy is just sick. You just need to take good care of him and raise him. He will recover one day.

right.

It must be like this.

In the darkness, the woman's breathing quickened a little.

She became more ill.

(End of this chapter)