Wan'an Street.

Walking down the familiar street, Ji Xingzhi whispered, "Wu Fang, go back and tell Liu Yang to take that woman and those children to the Regent's Palace."

Wu Fang was slightly stunned. He didn't understand why Ji Xingzhi asked Liu Yang to send people to the Regent's Palace, but these were not things he could ask. He just had to obey orders.

So, without any hesitation, he bowed his head and said, "Yes."

After saying this, he turned around and went back.

Ji Xingzhi was thinking about where to go to find some good people... No, good martial artists. She had to cultivate her own confidants.

However, before that, she couldn't let the eunuch and Liu Yang know, otherwise they would tell her treacherous father and the emperor's uncle in a minute, and then the good seedlings she had worked so hard to find would be used to help others. How could she talk about independence?

Ji Xingzhi pondered for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he came up with a brilliant idea.

He arrived at the Regent's Palace as if he knew the whole place well and went straight into the room.

There was no one guarding outside the room. The eunuch and Zhou Zheng stayed outside the room, while Ji Xingzhi quietly pushed the door open and entered the room.

The atmosphere in the room was still so intoxicating. Of course, with this atmosphere, Xiao Moyan lying on the low couch was even more intoxicating.

Xiao Moyan was lying on his side on a low couch, his draped cyan robes a hazy blur. Half of his long hair was gathered in a crown, while the other half cascaded down behind him, spreading across the couch. His features were elegant, his aloof demeanor detached, and even in his sleep he couldn't conceal his air of noble aloofness.

Ji Xingzhi tiptoed to the front of the couch and wanted to reach out and pinch Xiao Moyan's face, but her eyes were attracted by the book in Xiao Moyan's hand.

Ji Xingzhi took the book from Xiao Moyan and flipped through a few pages. She found that she couldn't understand what was written on this page at all. The words were arranged neatly and divided into paragraphs, but the black font was crooked and ugly, just like the homework written by a child who was just learning Chinese characters.

Xiao Moyan stretched out his hand and took the book from Ji Xingzhi's hand, then looked at Ji Xingzhi calmly and said, "You are reading it so seriously, do you think you can understand it?"

Ji Xingzhi shook his head and said, "I don't understand. Uncle, what country's characters are these? Aren't the characters of the Five States unified? And what's written on this side?"

Xiao Moyan slowly stood up and sat on the couch to explain to Ji Xingzhi: "This is an ancient book. It records what happened hundreds of years ago."

"Wow, this happened hundreds of years ago? Uncle, can you tell me about it?" Ji Xingzhi looked at Xiao Moyan with excitement, his eyes full of anticipation.

"It's just some folk legends." Xiao Moyan said lightly.

Ji Xingzhi sat down beside Xiao Moyan, stretched out her arms and hugged Xiao Moyan's arms and said coquettishly: "Uncle, please tell me, I want to hear it."

Xiao Moyan glanced at Ji Xingzhi sideways, and suddenly reached out to take out the symbiotic bell hanging around Ji Xingzhi's neck from inside her clothes. The small bell lay quietly between Xiao Moyan's fair and slender fingers, along with a piece of jade woven with a rope. Looking at the jade, Xiao Moyan frowned casually, "What is this?"

Ji Xingzhi looked at the jade on her neck, smiled and said, "This was given to me by a friend in Huazhou who shared hardships with me."

Xiao Moyan nodded thoughtfully, only glancing at the jade before looking away. While helping Ji Xingzhi hide the Symbiotic Bell and the jade back into her clothes, he slowly said, "Since you have a connection with this bell, let me tell you the origin of this Symbiotic Bell."

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