46 Zombie Queen has the Biggest Thigh of All 22 (1/2)

”How are you?” Yin Mei asked, when the zombie emperor finally returned from the Dark Saint's hands into hers.

The zombie emperor quietly looked at her, first placing his hands on her shoulders, then looking up down, left right, and all over. Only after that did he feel satisfied and left Yin Mei standing their dumbfounded as he went to go grab a book.

”Wait, wait, I asked you a question!” Yin Mei said, jogging after him. He was the one who got hurt, so why did it seem that he was worrying about her instead... She pursued her lips, a little upset as he ignored her in preference of a reincarnation novel.

D*mn, couldn't he stop reading those trashy books and actually do something else for once?

Yin Mei boldly took the book away from his hands, not knowing where she got such courage as she asked again, looking him in the eye, ”How are you?”

The zombie emperor looked at her calmly, answering with a short, ”I'm fine,” as he took the book back.

Yin Mei felt a little upset, but she didn't know why. He was fine, so wasn't that good?

It wasn't until the zombie emperor had sat down on the couch that he spoke again. ”What you said before...” He spoke, suddenly, as he had opened the book and seemed to be staring blankly at the first page.

”What is it?” Yin Mei asked, excitedly turning around, trotting over like a little puppy and sitting next to him.

”You called me 'your majesty' earlier. And that time at B City too...” The zombie emperor said. For some reason, whenever she called him that, he felt like he could just remember something. But in the end, it was as if something was blocking this memory off, and he just couldn't entirely recall what it is that he wanted to. He felt that he needed some sort of key, to unlock the door that these memories were shut away behind...

”Ah...” Yin Mei felt a little embarrassed. This was what she had called the demon king in her past life... She had just naturally called the zombie emperor this, the term slipping out of her mouth. But what could she say? Would he think that she had a weird fetish or something if she said that she had called the man who looked like him that?

”Say it again.” The zombie emperor demanded, and Yin Mei gaped at him. So the one with the weird fetish was the zombie emperor!?

”Y-your Majesty?” Yin Mei cautiously tried out, seeing the zombie emperor blank out as if he was thinking of something.

”Why do you call me that?” He finally asked as he resurfaced from his thoughts, his eyes narrowing and staring deeply into hers.

”I-I-I used to call someone who looked like you that... it just slipped out.” Yin Mei felt that she couldn't lie when those red eyes stared at her. She was reminded again of the demon king.

”Someone who looked like me?” The zombie emperor furrowed his brow. Someone like that existed? He recalled the weird expressions that Yin Mei would give him all the time and realized that the person who looked like him must be the cause of those looks. That person must really look like him for her to be unable to look at him without being reminded of that person...

For some reason, that made him feel extremely uncomfortable inside.

The zombie emperor suddenly wanted to tell her that he wasn't that person, so she should stop looking at him that way. With that gaze filled with sadness, hurt, and blame - he didn't know if she was blaming him or herself. But, for some reason, the words got stuck in his throat and wouldn't come out.

Why was that?

Was it because somewhere deep inside, he felt that the person she was talking about... wasn't another person after all?

But why?

He didn't know her at all.

He was certain of it.

In this place, in this time, he had never met her before.

But, what about further before that?

What about those memories, of an ancient palace and beautiful sceneries that couldn't be found anywhere in this world? Where those all just an illusion that his brain had come up with...?

He suddenly spoke again, ”Do you believe in past lives?” He asked, and Yin Mei stared wide eyed at him.

Wait, was this the reason why he had been reading all those weird books all the time? She didn't think the zombie emperor was actually the type to believe something so unscientific. She then paused. Oh wait, everything about this was unscientific though. She herself was a transmigrator with a system, she shouldn't be talking, huh...

Maybe even her life as Bai Yu and Feng Hua could be considered past lives. She paused. Wait a moment? Hmmm???

”Why... would you ask that?” Yin Mei looked at him suspiciously, squinting her eyes at him as if doing so would cause the answer to her doubts to magically appear.

The zombie emperor paused. In the end, he vaguely said, ”I'm not sure, but when you say that term 'your majesty', I feel like I'm about to remember something I forgot a long time ago...”

Yin Mei abruptly stood up, her face extremely pale. What was that?

What was that supposed to mean?

It can't be what she thought?

No, but... but...

He was already dead. This wasn't even the same world. He wasn't like her, someone with a system who could transmigrate to different worlds, right? And from the looks of it, he didn't remember anything...?

She shivered. She didn't know how to feel. It was a mixture of fear, self-blame, anger - all sorts of negative feelings sprouted in her heart. But, there was also a small sliver of hope. Would she be able to finally see the demon king again? Her demon king?

She looked down at the zombie emperor. But wasn't she already seeing him in front of her? No, she wasn't. She felt confused. The zombie emperor was different from the demon king. Although there were points where they could be said to be similar, aside from their appearance, they also had points of difference.

So she didn't know. Were the demon king and zombie emperor the same person after all? And if, and she was just saying if, he was really the demon king and recalled all his memories of the past world what would happen to the zombie emperor then?

This matter of potential past lives and amnesia confused Yin Mei.

Even though she had struggled to come to terms that the zombie emperor wasn't the demon king, he had to pull this on her, and give her hope!

Hope, and uneasiness.

”What, what do you remember- no, that's right. You said you can't remember...” Yin Mei bit her lip, and finally sat back down.

The zombie emperor paused, feeling that the way Yin Mei was acting was odd. From his memories of humans, usually they would not believe him, right? Or maybe it was because the world had already ended and gone to hell, that nothing was new anymore? Since he was a zombie, it wouldn't be so odd if he had a past life?

He suddenly recalled that Yin Mei had often claimed to be from the future.

Time travel was possible, so did it mean past lives were possible as well?

Yin Mei and the zombie emperor looked at each other.

”Do you remember? This... past life,” the zombie emperor said.

”I-I-” Yin Mei stammered out before falling silent, not knowing what to say. She...

”Lan Wu has illusion abilities. We can use him to show me your memories. Perhaps then I'll be able to... remember something,” the zombie emperor said.

Huh?

Wait a minute...