"Uncle, I want to eat this." Ji Xingzhi pointed at the fried meat a little far away from him.
"Okay." Xiao Moyan brought a whole plate of fried meat and put it in front of Ji Xingzhi.
"And this."
"good."
Ji Ruhua, Luo Bai, Yuxu, Zhang Qian, Zhou Zheng and Bai Xiu, who was automatically ignored by Ji Xingzhi, all stood there in a daze.
Is that the Emperor? Is that the Prince? Why does it feel like there's a pink bubble between the Emperor and the Prince?
Leaving Fangzhen, the group set off in a mighty procession, with the people following behind to see them off.
Ji Xingzhi sat in the carriage, frowning slightly.
The interior of the car was very spacious, with a low table in the middle. On the table was a set of white jade tea sets and several plates of cakes.
Xiao Moyan sat beside Ji Xingzhi and poured two cups of tea. The tea was still hot and emitted white mist.
"Where is Shui Lianche hiding? Why is there no trace at all... What is his purpose in hiding in the imperial capital? Does leaving now mean he has achieved his goal?" Ji Xingzhi said puzzledly.
Ji Xingzhi suddenly thought of the assassination attempt the night before and subconsciously reached out to rub the shallow wound on her cheek. Could the assassin have been from Shui Lianche's sect? She had examined the cut on her face and found nothing wrong; it was just a broken skin, invisible unless you looked closely.
Could there be some other secret behind this wound? Ji Xingzhi was puzzled.
"What's wrong with your face?" A cool voice came into his ears. Ji Xingzhi put away his thoughts, turned his head and looked, just in time to meet a pair of black jade pupils.
Ji Xingzhi was slightly stunned, then lowered his hand and said nonchalantly, "It's okay, I just scratched my face with my nails."
Xiao Moyan frowned inadvertently and reached out to touch the shallow red mark on Ji Xingzhi's face. He didn't notice it before and thought that the red mark was the mark left by Ji Xingzhi after falling asleep. He never thought it was a wound. He was really careless.
"It's just a little skin breakage, it's no big deal." Ji Xingzhi stepped back slightly, feeling a little guilty.
Xiao Moyan held Ji Xingzhi's arm with one hand to prevent Ji Xingzhi from retreating, and stroked Ji Xingzhi's cheek with the other hand. His fingers stayed on the shallow wound on Ji Xingzhi's face. A white light flashed, and the wound disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, without leaving any trace, as if the wound had never appeared on Ji Xingzhi's face.
Ji Xingzhi only felt his face a little cold, and then it became warm.
Xiao Moyan looked at Ji Xingzhi's fair face with satisfaction and said, "Be more careful next time."
After saying that, Xiao Moyan withdrew his hand, took out a book and started reading.
"Yeah." Ji Xingzhi nodded obediently and reached out to touch his face, but the wound on his face was nowhere to be found. Ji Xingzhi was shocked and looked at Xiao Moyan blankly and asked, "What did the emperor's uncle do?"
"It's just a small magic trick." Xiao Moyan said lightly.
A small magic trick... healed the wound on her face in an instant, but the uncle said it was just a small magic trick...
Although the wound on her face was not big and almost invisible, it was still a wound after all. An ordinary person could not do it no matter what, not even she, a medical student, could do it. She could only apply some medicine and use some makeup to cover it up.
"Uncle, can you tell me about things outside the Dixi Continent?" Ji Xingzhi asked expectantly.
Xiao Moyan paused slightly, looked up at Ji Xingzhi and asked, "What do you want to hear?"
There are so many things happening outside the Dixi Continent that even if Xiao Moyan and Ji Xingzhi talked for ten or a hundred years, they would never be able to finish.
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