Playing to the death and cheating on you

It’s like you put a computer in front of a caveman and tell him that you can use QQ to chat with others... It’s like you perform a craniotomy or caesarean section on a person in front of a primitive person... …

Think about it, how incredible is this? ? ? ?

His gaze changed from extreme shock to understanding slowly. 【26nbsp;】

"Shui Lian...you mean...you mean...because you were stimulated when you were sick, you often think wildly and lose your mind???"

"Yes. It's like those witches who dance to the great god...the Taoist priests in Maoshan...I sometimes feel that I am split into two people. The one who thinks wildly is not me at all...I once asked the third prince..."

She mentioned the third prince! ! !

So understated, so unflappable, so unashamed.

"The third prince also found it very strange. He once thought that I was bewitched by evil spirits. However, after his research, he found that my brain had been subjected to strong shocks, so I often fell into a psychedelic state... Or, in other words, It's a kind of fragrance-like feeling..."

Five drums are fragrant! !

He didn't know, she thought.

Poor Majesty, never knew.

The emperor's gaze slowly lit up.

"Shui Lian, are you saying that people who are intoxicated by the mist will become confused?"

"Yes. It is said that there is a psychedelic drug in the West... After taking it, people will be in a trance, not to mention falling into a psychedelic, you can have whatever you want, beauty, gold and silver, wealth, power... All of this is everything... Or, things that you have never done before will be hallucinated into personal experiences..."

Emperor, relieved.

Yes, he was actually relieved.

This point is easy to understand.

Just like in the palace, those concubines often like to use aphrodisiacs, aphrodisiacs... After excessive consumption of aphrodisiacs, people will be ecstatic, and their thoughts will fall into an incredible state. At that time, what kind of self-esteem? , what rationality, what emotion... everything was left behind.

She smiled sweetly, and her voice was gentle: "It's not terrible to be intoxicated by the incense, we will wake up eventually, won't we???? As long as we wake up, everything is illusory. We are still us, and nothing has changed... "

He suddenly wanted to know, was it he who had fallen into the mist, or her? ? ?Or, both of them have passed? ?

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