They had just parted in the evening, and now that Murong Zijin was here again, how did she feel that she was paying too much attention to herself.

"Qinghuang, I have the consent of my father, I can leave the palace, today's people are begging, and it can be lively outside at night." Murong Zijin was dressed in a convenient skirt, and all the heavy hair ornaments on his head were also removed, in addition to being extravagant, he also had a little more wanton chic of the children of the rivers and lakes.

The young palace master of the Dream Immortal Palace needs the emperor's approval to leave the palace? Mo Xi naturally didn't believe this, but she wanted to hide it, and she didn't break it.

"Okay."

Mo Xi changed into a dress and followed out.

The temperament of the two girls is different, Murong Zijin probably grew up under the influence of the rivers and lakes, and when she changed her clothes, she was a little more free and easy, and her gestures were not restrained, while Moxi, as the folk legend said, was gentle and soft, and she couldn't tell that she was a martial arts woman at all.

The two stood together and took the spotlight of the entire street.

Murong Zijin ignored the gazes of others, pulled Mo Xi's eyes full of novelty, and turned his head to talk to her from time to time, showing her as a good sister.

Mo Xi played with her, listening to her make fun of the couples around her, and kept laughing.

The two played for a while, and Murong Zijin chartered a boat and took Mo Xi and a few people to raft on the lake full of river lanterns.

"Would you like to try paddling?"

Mo Xi shook his head when he heard this.

Murong Zijin seemed to remember that she was different from herself, she didn't have the corresponding force value, and threw away the oars and went into the boat.

"Qinghuang."

"What's the matter?" Mo Xi turned his head.

Murong Zijin only called out and said with no follow-up, and said with annoyance: "I suddenly remembered that the Youtian Temple in the south of the city would be very lively today, but I didn't expect that I would forget this stubble when I was happy." ”

Yutenji Temple has corresponding activities every festival, and today there will be activities related to couples.

"So we're going to check it out now?"

Murong Zijin nodded and stood up, "I'll go out and talk to the boatman." ”

Mo Xi and the others walked out, their eyes swept over the people who followed them, and they reached out and touched their wrists under their sleeves without a trace.

The heat comes from the fingertips, and from the tactile sense, it is a circle of lines.

Strange, how didn't I find it before.

"Furball, where are you now?" There were no memories related to the abnormality on his wrist in his memory, and Mo Xi decided to recall the hairball that had been running to play in the middle of nowhere since he left the palace.

[I'm on the river lantern, don't you come out of the host, the lake is so beautiful. 】

Close to?

After a pause, he lifted the curtain and walked out.

Murong Zijin saw her come out and said to her, "Soon we will be on the shore." ”

Mo Xi nodded, his eyes searching the lake.

She didn't need to look for a small white blob, the white light on her body was very obvious, and when she came out, she flew up happily.

[Host. 】

Mo Xi's eyes fell on the surface of the lake, and said to Mao Qiu: "Look at my wrist, there seem to be streaks on it that are heating up. ”

The hairball blinked, burrowed into Mo Xi's sleeve, and the voice reached Mo Xi's head.

[Host, there is a pattern that seals part of your memory, and it seems that there is still a connection with someone. 】

Mo Xi was stunned for a moment, "Can you untie it?" ”

[No, but I can pass that part of the memory to you.] 】

"Hmm."

In an instant, Mo Xi had a lot of pictures in his mind.

At the same moment, there was a sudden sound of water coming out of the water.

The boat shook for a moment, and Mo Xi took a step back and stood firmly, his arm supported by an accompanying palace maid.

"Oh no, there are assassins!"

Murong Zijin's complexion changed, and he immediately pulled out the soft sword on his waist and entered the state of confrontation.

"Qinghuang, get into the boat!"

Mo Xi was helped into the boat, and several palace people who knew martial arts stood in front of the curtain to protect her.