A Chan is actually testing Murongli's attitude. Although his expression is straight and strong, his eyes are actually looking at the other person's reaction.

Seeing that Murongli was so obedient, A Chan also raised her eyebrows in her heart a little unexpectedly, pressing down the corner of her mouth that she was so proud of wanting to curl up.

Ah Chan poked out beautifully, eating his meal very naturally under his gaze, picking up the handkerchief and wiping his mouth, and throwing the handkerchief to grab the textbook he had just placed next to it.

Murong frowned from the brow, grabbed her back, took her hand, and in her blank eyes, took the handkerchief she dropped and wiped her carefully.

"If you don't wipe it clean, all the books you grab are oil."

A Chan murmured softly, "Cut, clean."

Murong Li glanced at her faintly and lengthened her voice: "The garbage under your bed ..."

A Chan shut her mouth in guilty conscience.

Murong Li saw her with a slight expression of counseling, hiding the flash of smile in his eyes, and the tone could not hear the anger, "I will call the next person to clean up."

After wiping his hands, he did not let go, "Do you want to go out to play? Anyway, I am fine, take you out to play?"

"I just want to get out of bed and want to run out?" A Chan thought for a while and tentatively said, "I'm going out for a walk? I'm in the palace, don't go far."

Murongli played her hand with her eyes down, "Go." Added another sentence, "Come back early."

A Chan: "Then am I going out?"

"Ok."

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In this little Qianjie, in addition to Murongli, she has a friendship, that is, the little civet girl. She took a few copies of Murongli's book and asked her to collect them, and went to the Beauty Academy to find the civet Zhu Zhu.

"Achan, why are you here?"

Achan is now a celebrity in the magic palace, but Zhu Zhu's attitude towards her has not changed much.

"Come and send you some new books."

Zhu Zhu thanked her and took it happily. She hesitated and asked, "Yu Liujun, is he ... have you been busy lately?" Achan asked people to send her messages to Yu Liujun. But the last two times have been replaced by ordinary waiters.

A Chan easily guessed her intention when she looked at her shy and timid expression. She was a little surprised. "Do you like Yuliujun?"

Although Yuliujun looks handsome, he always has a dull and cold look, and has a scary snake pupil and snake tail. When he stares at him, he always feels like he is stared at the back of the hair by cold-blooded animals. cool. It stands to reason that such a small demon like Zhu Zhu should be afraid of him, how much did he like him?

Zhu Zhu twisted shyly, "Oh, you see it ~"

"You ... where do you like him?"

Zhu Zhu bowed his head embarrassedly, "That's right, he's very much like the snake king in" The King's Peerless Concubine ", cold and overbearing ..."

A Chan: ...

Yuliujun has been ruthless, but this overbearing has not really been seen ...

Zhu Zhu still said by pointing his finger, "And every time he looks at me, my heart beats faster and my legs soften, I think this must be the feeling of heart!"

A Chan: ... Are you sure this is not a scared feeling?

Zhu Zhu approached her gossiply, "And I heard that snakes have two things ... I don't know if they are really hehe."

A Chan looked at her endlessly with a word, and felt that she was really unsightly. It looks a shy little girl. I didn't expect that the thing I thought was very yellow ...

But Zhu Zhu's words and the innocent gaze when she loved her, suddenly reminded her of an old friend for a long time. When the woman talked about her Lu Lang, when they talked about their acquaintances, they looked the same way.

Oh yeah, even the dirty, lively expression looks quite similar. Maybe all the girls in the world who are in love and the hearts of spring are the same?

Such thoughts just flashed.

"Then how is he doing to you"

"Um ... it was just to help you get things in the beginning, and then occasionally pass by to take a look ..."

Zhu Zhu finally had an object to confide in, pulling A Chan to talk about the girl's thoughts and bits and pieces starting from meeting with Liu Liujun. After listening for a while, Achan felt a little sleepy, and made an excuse and slipped away.

After leaving Zhu Zhu's residence, A Chan couldn't think of any other places to go. She turned around aimlessly and returned to Zhu Zhu. But before she entered the courtyard, she saw that Yuliu, who was still talking about Zhu Zhu, was sitting on the lawn with Zhu Zhu.

Zhu Zhu turned into a prototype, and a little civet chased Yuliujun's tail. Yuliujun sat leaning against the tree trunk leisurely, a pair of yellow snake eyes still looked coldly unable to read emotions, but he lifted the end of the snake's tail and teased the little civet gently.

Occasionally, the civet cat played hi and couldn't reach his tail. When he jumped up the trunk and threw it up, fearing that she would fall, Yuliujun would use her tail to catch her back.

A Chan silently escaped.

Hey, even the civet cats are in love.

A Chan didn't want to go back so early, so she wandered outside until twilight and would return to Murongli's bedroom.

Murong Li was standing in front of the bedroom window, as if looking at the garden landscape, or the exquisite palace lantern, and it seemed to be simply dazed.

Suddenly his eyes were focused on one place, and he turned back to sit in front of the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

So when A Chan came in, he saw him drinking tea.

Murong looked indifferent, nothing strange, "come back."

"Ok."

"Having fun?"

A Chanxing was deficient: "Just like that, there is nothing to visit in the magic palace."

"In the extreme north, there is a luminous river." A Chan's attention was really attracted to him. "There will always be night, but the galaxy in the sky seems to be within reach, and it is difficult for the river on the ground to shine. Divide the boundary. There is a feeling of wandering on the rafting river. "Looking at A Chan's face and yearning, Murong Li is not surprised," Take you tomorrow? "

Achan listened to his heart tickling, seeing that he seemed to have no trouble, thinking about rafting, he should be able to, "Okay!"

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Murongli took a flying boat from the treasure hall and took Achan into it. The flying boat rose into the sky and walked through the clouds.

Murongli's collection must have been extraordinary, flying a boat for thousands of miles a day, Achan finished a pot of plum wine in the cabin, and the two arrived at their destination.

The flying boat landed on the river and drifted slowly with the current.

Achan stepped out of the cabin and stood on the side of the ship in wonder.

As Murongli said, the Mantianxing River is connected with the river with broken light, and the water and the sky are connected, and they do not endlessly spread. The galaxy in the night sky was drooping, and the luminescent light in the river seemed to sink into the river as stars in the sky.

"Woo ~~ Wow!" Ah Chan's eyes weren't enough to see, and he was drunk in this dreamy picture.

A Chan looked at the bizarre beauty, and Murong Li looked at her.

Suddenly she ran into the cabin and ran out with an empty hip flask. "We'll put some of the river water back here, and then put it in a transparent bottle. It must be beautiful! It can also be used as a lamp!"

"Once the water here leaves this river, it won't shine."

"Ah? Why!" A Chan used his hip flask to grab a little water and looked into the hip flask. Sure enough, the black paint in the jug was not bright. "Ugh……"

"If you like, we can come back at any time."

A Chan thought about it and nodded reluctantly. "Will the fish in this river shine? Is it pretty?"

"No, it doesn't look good."

The huge black shadow at the bottom of the river skipped and slowly floated towards the flying boat on the river. Compared to this mysterious underwater creature, the flying boat is as small as a small fallen leaf.

Murong moved his eyes and glanced in the direction of the water, moving his fingers quietly, and the shadow was quickly stunned away by something frightened.

A Chan felt, "Huh? What's wrong?"

"It's okay, look at you."

A Chan tweeted and shared with Murong Li while watching, and Murong Li listened quietly.

There are also tables and chairs on the deck outside the cabin. A Chan and Murong sit opposite each other. A Chan looked at him with his face propped up. Murongli looked much gentler under the starlight. His face was beautiful and unmatched, and his eyes seemed to reflect the deep starlight.

A Chan felt that he was not going crazy now, and gave her a sense of familiarity, just like she knew him before.

Murongli suddenly said: "I don't like you looking at me with this kind of eyes."

"What look?"

"We knew before, right? That might be my previous life." The magic lamp has already existed in ancient legends. Although I don't know when the lamp spirit was born, he encountered the lamp in his previous life. Spirit is not strange.

A Chan's eyes widened in surprise, "Do you remember ?!"

"I don't think about it, just after seeing you, there are only occasional fragments in my mind."

Murongli leaned close to her, "I have been involved with you in my past life, but you remember, what is in front of you is just Murongli, just me, not anyone in your memory. Don't use the kind of look that remembers what Look at me."

A Chan heard that she was a bit lost, and she could not help crying or laughing. "Are you ... eating your own vinegar?"

Murong looked displeased. "Since reincarnated, you are no longer the same person. Since you are now by my side, concentrate on looking at me."

He straightened up and returned to a normal distance. "What's more, I am afraid that our previous lives are not good memories."

A Chan wondered, "Why do you think so?"

Murongli squinted at him with a gaze that you could just pretend, "Although I only remember a few pictures, I can also feel that you left in the end."

A Chan was silent for a moment, "but we have had many wonderful years."

"No matter what happened before, it's gone. You can't leave this time." His expression is very serious. "Even if I die, I will take you to ruin together. This time you don't want to escape from me."

"What if I die first?"

There was a paranoid madness faintly in his eyes, "Then I will die with you."

Achan was not scared by him, but felt a little distressed. She took the initiative to get up and sat on his lap in a somewhat unexpected and helpless look. The whole person leaned on his arms and hugged him with both hands.

Murong froze for a moment, the dangerous look on his face closed away, his lips slowly raised his hands and hugged her back.

The author has something to say: the preference of the male host waiting at the window has not changed.