Your Majesty, Niang Niang, she is charming and charming

Chapter 227 Maybe You Are Emotional!
"Tinnitus in the dream?" Gou Hao's eyes moved slightly.

"It's been so many times..." Wen Huang held her head, feeling like she was terminally ill, "I've never been like this before!"

"What did you dream about?"

Wen Huang coughed and said, "I... I dreamed of Xuan Po—oh, I found that every time I had tinnitus, I dreamed of him! What's going on?"

Gou Hao: "What did you dream about him?"

Wen Huang said uncomfortably: "Why are you asking so many questions? What did you dream about him? Is it related to tinnitus?"

Ju Hao: "Maybe."

Wen Huang saw that he didn't seem to be joking, so she said: "He drew a few paintings before, and I dreamed that I walked into the painting. Hmm... Watch the Chaos Rain with him. Or, walk up to a fairy mountain, see Seeing him playing the piano and so on. In short, I think about it every day and dream at night!"

Naturally, she would not tell the dream she had just had.

Gou Hao lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.After a while, he said without emotion: "It may be that the minister's medical skills are not superb enough, and I really didn't diagnose your illness. Why don't you send it to another imperial physician to take a look?"

Wen Huang stared at him: "You have asked so many questions, saying that I am not sick and you want to fool me? There must be a reason for a person who always has tinnitus when dreaming, right?"

Sentence Hao: "Maybe it's not because of the body."

Wen Huang: "What's the reason?"

Sentence Hao: "Yuan Shen."

Wen Huang: "What happened to Yuanshen?"

Sentence Hao: "Or the sequelae of the possession of the primordial spirit."

"Oh..." Wen Huang thought it made sense, and suddenly realized, "So that's the case! But why do my ears ring every time I dream of Xuan Po?"

Ju Hao: "Maybe you are emotional! Emotion is in the soul, and emotion will affect the primordial spirit."

Wen Huang was a little shy: "Then... it shouldn't be a serious problem, right?"

Gou Hao: "No serious problem."

Wen Huang grinned: "Okay, thank you very much! National Teacher."

Gou Hao stood up, said goodbye without expression and went back.

After leaving the Kunhua Hall, his footsteps quickened and he went straight to the Changning Hall.

When he talked about this matter with Xuan Po, his tone was extremely excited: "...Master! What she said she dreamed is clearly a memory from the past! Has her memory returned?!"

Xuan Po's eyes were complicated and she didn't speak.

"It must be back! Unexpectedly, the memories that have dissipated can really come back!" Gou Hao said, his eyes were red.

"Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to get back the memory that has dissipated. But if it is a disaster... there will often be things beyond common sense. Remember, don't mention the past with her! If you tell her Having said that, your memory will occupy her subconscious, and her own memory will never be retrieved." Xuan Po said.

Gou Hao nodded: "Master, her catastrophe...will definitely be able to pass through?"

Xuan Po looked outside, her tone was calm, but a storm seemed to be brewing in her eyes: "You are also a god, and you still ask questions like being a teacher? The way of heaven is impermanent."

Gou Hao's eyes dimmed: "Is there anything we can do to help her?"

Xuan Po took out a scroll of paintings from under the couch, it was the picture of the grass pavilion on a rainy day that he and Wen Huang had drawn together: "I used the painting as a hint, but it has some effect. You can try it too."

Gou Hao nodded and was about to speak when suddenly, the voice of the nine-tailed red fox came from his psychic mirror: "Damn it!"

Ju Hao: "Chimei, what's wrong?"

Chimei: "Our mountain was stolen again! A few more wooden pillars were lost! Damn it! Which animal did it when I caught it, and I ate him raw!"

　In the previous chapter, it was mentioned that allusions were made by painting.I deleted it and put it here
　　
　
(End of this chapter)