Jing Lingyi crossed his hands and hugged him, leaning against the stone pillar, listlessly playing with the jade flute in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Cousin?" Yun Yan looked at him with a flattering expression.

Seeing that he ignored himself, Yun Yan's voice became more and more sinister.

"Seventh Son?"

"Seventh?"

After screaming three times in a row, Yun Yan's eyes widened, his good temper disappeared in an instant, and he exhaled angrily: "Jing Lingyi, are you so stingy?" Isn't the master just good at asserting that you leave without saying goodbye, it's been two months......"

Jing Lingyi gave him an angry look.

"Stingy!" Yun Yan raised his leg angrily, but he didn't dare to kick him, he kicked the stone pillar angrily, and immediately screamed in pain, "Ah, the master's feet~"

Jing Lingyi was taken aback, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Yun Yan, you have something wrong, why are you kicking the pillar if you have nothing to do?" ”

"Old Seven, are you embarrassed to talk about me? If you weren't suddenly listless, would you be able to kick the pillar? Yun Yan said angrily.

"This son is listless, what's in your way?"

"Naturally!"

"Neurotic!"

"Jing Lingyi, you went too far, you actually scolded me!"

"Yesterday, I heard Chu Xiaokai say that Mu Xuanyi had amnesia......" Jing Lingyi frowned.

Yun Yan was stunned for a moment, couldn't believe his ears, and confirmed: "What? Old Seven, you said Mu Xuanyi...... What happened to Mu Xuanyi? ”

"I'm worried that she will be in danger in the eastern bordering country?" Jing Lingyi was thoughtful.

"Cousin, tell me quickly, what's wrong with Mu Xuanyi? What the hell is going on, how do you lose your memory? Yun Yan asked to himself.

"I just listened to Chu Xiaokai gossip with other students, and I didn't hear it easily." Jing Lingyi said.

"Brother Jing? What are you saying behind your back? Chu Xiaokai walked over with a smile on his face and joked.

Walking a few steps in front of him was the famous prince of the Northern Xuanguo, Ling Xiaoye, and Lu Shaotao, the son of the prime minister of the Northern Xuanguo, who accompanied him to study.

"Brother Jing, what interesting things are you talking about with Brother Yun? Tell Prince Ben about it. Ling Xiaoye's footsteps were cheerful, and his face was gossipy.

Jing Lingyi was stunned for a moment, hurriedly turned around, and chuckled, "This son is not like you, without the permission of Mr., he doesn't dare to go down the mountain privately, how can he know about the outside world?" ”

"Come on, Brother Jing, the last time you ran down the mountain, you disappeared for a few months, but you frightened the gentlemen." Ling Xiaoye pouted.

Jing Lingyi shrugged disappreciatively.

Yun Yan pushed him away, ran quickly to Chu Xiaokai, glared at him and asked, "Mu Xuanyi, the eighth prince of the Eastern Linguo, has lost his memory, what is going on?" ”

"Oh, so you're talking about it, and I heard about it yesterday." Chu Xiaokai said.

"Where did you hear that?" Yun Yan asked.

"Naturally, it's the people in Zhaoyun City!" Chu Xiaokai said.

"You're coming down?" Yun Yan pursed his lips, "Don't take me with you." ”

"My father came to Zhaoyunfeng to do business, and he took me to the tavern to sit down, but he said goodbye to the gentlemen, not without saying goodbye." Chu Xiaokai said proudly.

"Okay, you can talk about it quickly, the matter of the Eighth Prince." Yun Yan urged.

"Someone in the tavern is discussing, saying that the eight princes of Donglin Kingdom seem to have lost their footing and fallen into the water, in short, they lost their memory after waking up, and they can't remember many people, and they are often demented and stunned, and they beat people at every turn, and this matter has been spread in Donglin Kingdom......"

Speaking of this, Chu Xiaokai was stunned for a moment, and said strangely: "Brother Yun, why do you care so much about the affairs of the Eighth Prince of Donglin Kingdom?" ”