Not only her head hurt.
This time, Professor Lv's head also began to ache.
Under deep hypnosis, in normal circumstances, as long as those sealed memories were still stored in her brain, they should be retrievable through her guidance. However, no matter how much she asked, Zhan Se's answer was always the same—she did not know Emperor Quan before the Imperial Palace, nor could she recall him.
This truly was a bizarre event.
Ai Lun, who was allowed to observe but not to speak, kept shooting glances at Professor Lv, and in her eyes, there was an obvious doubt about her abilities. Dodging her scrutinizing look, Professor Lv rubbed her forehead vigorously, a mix of embarrassment and discomfort on her face.
But for the moment, she could not think of a reason.
In the Psychological Consultation Room, the atmosphere suddenly became stagnant.
