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Ling Jiu pointed to his brain, Qian Mo pursed his lips, hesitated and said, "become an idiot? It's better to die."

"No, it's amnesia."

Qian Mo blinked and looked at him with some disgust.

"We've all mastered regeneration technology. Can't we have amnesia?"

Ling Jiu was more helpless. He spread his hand and shrugged: "the human brain is the most complex thing, and this is the side effect of regenerative ability. If he is reborn, he is a new person, and the memory instinct of the past disappears or hides."

Qian Mo grasped the key point, "so there is still a chance to remember?"

Ling Jiu smiled, "memory, as long as it has existed and lost, will be found back."

"You are a doctor, not a literary writer. Your answer should be rational rather than this hazy affectation."

Ling Jiu: "

This is a large independent villa in the suburbs, but its specifications are more like a gorgeous manor.

The research room is located at the back, but it is heavily guarded.

The grape trellis on the courtyard wall is lush, with crystal dew on the green branches and leaves. Summer mornings are sometimes colder than winter.

Qianmo walked along the corridor in a sleeveless dress. For a moment, he felt a little cold. He couldn't help complaining in a low voice: "why do I have to work in this ghost weather?"

Ling Jiu, who followed her, was still dressed in a white robe with his hands in his pockets. He had a gentle temperament and was born with a soothing tranquility.

"Because the people who should do these tasks are sent by you to help the first organization."

Qian Mo's lips curled. If it weren't for the confusion within the first organization caused by the "death" of LuoMing Jane and being attacked by the association, she wouldn't care about it at all.

Ling Jiu looked at her with a childish and annoyed look, but he didn't lose a lovely look. He couldn't help laughing and staring at her.

"Why should we participate in first organization and association?" Ling Jiucai asked puzzled after a while. When Qian Mo looked at it, he raised his eyebrow and said, "you don't like people?"

Qianmo looked at him faintly, "Ling Jiu, your intuition is still so accurate, but you know and I know this kind of thing. If a third person knows..."

Before the words were finished, Ling Jiu had recovered his gentle and calm look and walked directly through Qianmo, "Hello, miss, bye."

"..." Qian Mo stood there speechless for a while, then saw Ling Jiu turn around, looked at her with a smile and said, "by the way, miss three, your cousin surnamed Lin will come in the evening because the flight is late and she has no time to attend the wedding banquet."

Qian Mo gently raised her eyebrows. She had seen Lin xiamu's information a few days ago. Before she called, she had noticed that someone was investigating her information, so after the investigation, she guessed the matter.

For her life experience, she knew what was going on in her heart, but she never found the news of her own parents, but she didn't expect that one day they would take the initiative to come to the door.

"Let's see then," she said lazily, obviously not very interested in it.

Ling Jiu turned his eyes and felt that there was a good play recently.

The three princes of country Z got married today. The moment when the three princes were dressed in pure white and smiled gracefully was broadcast live on the big screen of the square. The announcer still reported with a calm face. The sound line was stable. The route from the king's house to the church was guarded by heavy troops. The black lengthened Lin Ken was covered with flowers and balloons, adding a little joy to its black coldness.

Reporters followed along the way, and the flash and the voice of the onlookers made the surroundings very warm.

Black Maybach leisurely stopped at the side door of the church. Qianmo raised his hand and put on the diamond-shaped glittering earrings. The door was opened.

"Miss three, please."

The waiter in the black tuxedo was very respectful.

She leaned down and got out of the car. Her half pulled long hair was fixed with a red jade hairpin. The hairpin head was carved with a tiny red lotus. All the remaining long hair fell on her left shoulder and her chest, with a noble and mature beauty.

"Group B is ready."

A steady voice came from the eardrop. Qianmo's lips were slightly hooked. He looked at the bride who opened the door of the wedding car and came out of it.

"Do it," she said softly as she walked into the church.

The relationship between state Z and her is enough for her to help give the three princes a perfect wedding instead of letting his bride drip in a pool of blood.

The bridegroom took the bride's hand and entered from the gate. Warm applause rang out. Everyone could see the happy smile on the prince's face and the happy eyes of the bride.

Qian Mo sat in the last row, furthest from the busy crowd, because she was alone in this row and was far away from the previous row, as if it was specially designed.

"Real Cinderella, who are you?" she asked the waiter with a smile.

The bride was born a civilian. Once the three princes went out to play and met her. They fell in love at first sight. She didn't marry.

The waiter smiled gracefully, "what the third lady said is."

"Guess what Cinderella's life will be like?" she blinked and watched the bride and groom exchange rings.

The waiter gave a standard answer: "the three princes love the three princesses very much. They will live happily in the future."

Qian Mo glanced at him. The waiter was surprised. Did he answer wrong?

After a long time, the girl said, "Oh, but I asked about the fairy tale."

The waiter suddenly felt speechless and said, miss three, you have to ask the guy green.

The wedding went well, at least for now. The church swore that it was time to go back to the king's house for an introduction.

This is the wedding dress of the royal family of state Z, but to put it bluntly, it is to let the daughter-in-law know every member of the family.

Qianmo learns that the other party will act on the entry Yan, and she is the only one who can enter the entry Yan.

She sat in the car, one hand supporting her jaw, looking at the flying scenery outside the window, and suddenly felt that time had passed for several years, but some feelings in her heart did not disappear with it, but became stronger.

Remembering that she had slept well, she suddenly dreamed that LuoMing Jane had been killed and was simply awakened by fear.

The black and bright pupils narrowed slightly, and occasionally a trace of bitterness flashed. Qianmo thought that her obsession with LuoMing Jane was so deep that she was afraid of herself.

The construction of the palace is very European and American. It completely shows the gorgeous and noble temperament. The lights are bright and soft. The men and women who come and go are dressed in gorgeous clothes and serve elegant men and women. The three princes are surrounded by a pile of people filled with wine. What are the king, Queen and bride talking about? Surrounded by several other princes, princesses and ministers.

Qianmo stood in a corner behind the king with a fork in his hand. The fork head was a small round cake. The waiter behind her still smiled and held a plate of cake.

Qianmo looks at the smiling and loving queen with a dark light in her eyes.

The three princes wanted to marry the person he liked, but they paid a big price. That price was to withdraw from the struggle for the throne. However, his biological mother and queen were unwilling, so they bought a fierce man to kill their daughter-in-law.

After all, the queen probably disdains to compare an unattractive daughter-in-law with the throne.