This is really...

In the past, whether His Highness the Wise King was with stunning appearance and noble temperament, whether he was in the capital or walking anonymously among the people, there were always women who liked him and eagerly followed him.

Those women's methods are countless times better than Miss Xia's clumsy methods.

But no matter how much he flattered her, the man in front of him never pinched her with the corner of his eye.

If anyone dared to run up to him and pull his sleeves, he would have been thrown into the river by the woman to feed the fish before he even got close.

This kind of case is not unprecedented.

Unexpectedly, Miss Xia not only grabbed His Highness's sleeves, but also seemed to grab his heart.

The little hand swayed a few times, and the whispering voice melted His Highness's frozen heart.

"Stand back and I'll get it!"

Not only did he not throw her into the river, he also warned her in a gentle tone, fearing that she would lose her footing and fall into the river.

Geng Zhong has well-developed limbs and a simple mind. Although he is vaguely aware of something between his master and Miss Xia, he does not understand that that something is so important.

He took a few steps back and looked at Xiao Yong who was standing aside.

Xiao Yong glared at him, and Geng Zhong quickly took a big step back.

Ji Zimo used the tree trunk to pull the bottle to the shore, bent down and picked it up with his hands.

Xia Qianqian ran over excitedly and said excitedly: "Let me see, what is this?"

In the transparent bottle, there is a small luminous ball, which emits light purple fluorescence. There is a rubber stopper in the mouth of the bottle.

"Open it quickly and let's take a look!"

Xia Qianqian looked excited.

Ji Zimo pulled out the cork of the bottle with his hand, and the cork opened, and the shiny beads rolled out from the bottle.

"Be careful!" Xiao Yong was worried and tried to stop Ji Zimo from picking it up with his hands.

Unexpectedly, Xia Qianqian on the side moved faster than him, covering the mouth of the bottle with a pair of small hands, and directly covering the small ball of light in the palm of her hand.

"What kind of ball is this? It's so magical."

She played with the little ball of light, looking excited.

Ji Zimo looked at the small ball of light. It looked very ordinary, but it seemed to be extraordinary. He had no idea what material it was made of.

On the Qingting carriage, Xia Qianqian held the small ball of light in her hand, turning it over and over as if she had found a treasure, and said excitedly: "If I give it to Yuan Bao, he will be very happy."

At the front of the carriage, under the dim light of the pony lantern, the light from the small ball casts some vague shadows on the carriage wall.

Whenever Xia Qianqian moves the position of the ball, the shape of the shadow will change slightly.

This change...

Ji Zimo first focused on the small ball. When his eyes fell on the shadows inadvertently, his heart trembled suddenly.

"Slow down!" He leaned over to her and warned her softly.

"Slow down, you like it too?"

She smiled brightly, noticed that he was paying attention to the shadow, and chuckled: "Are we going to play a game of projection?"

"Slow down!" He didn't answer her words, his lips tightened, and his eyes never left the shadows.

After a while, the Qingzheng carriage returned to Fu'an Village.

Xia Qianqian grasped the ball and stuffed it back into her cuffs.

"Wait!" Ji Zimo grabbed her hand, stared at it and demanded, "I fished this thing out for you. Let me play with it for a few days."

Xia Qianqian raised her eyebrows, "Geng Zhongke said that the treasure in your house is much better than this thing, so don't covet my treasure again."

"I won't be greedy, I will definitely return it to you!"

Xia Qianqian looked helpless, but still handed it to him, "Remember to give it back to me, it will be Yuanbao's birthday in a few days, and I want to give it to him as a gift."

"Okay! I will definitely return it!"

He promised solemnly.

Xia Qianqian then handed over the ball, clapped her hands, turned around and trotted into the house, turning around and quickly closing the door.

Leaning her back against the door panel, she let out a long sigh of relief, and then a hint of joy flashed across her eyebrows.

The study of the Mo family next door was pitch dark.

Geng Zhong wanted to light a light, but Ji Zimo stopped him.

He came to a wall and slowly released his palms, revealing the small ball in his palms.

It looks like an ordinary small ball, but the lavender light emanating from it is cast on a wall. At first, it appears as a blurry shadow.

But as Ji Zimo's hand slightly adjusted its position, a bird's-eye view of the mountain suddenly appeared on the wall.

The three of them couldn't help but take a deep breath.

It turned out to be a topographic map of Fanshan.

How is this possible?

But the scenery in front of me is clear and distinct, just like a real scene.

As a golden-armored guard, Geng Zhong followed His Highness the Xian King and saw tens of thousands of strange and weird things. But when he looked at this little gadget in front of him, he suddenly turned into a frog in the well.

Inadvertently rubbing his eyes, he was stunned and said: "Why can this little ball reflect the topographic map of Fanshan Mountain?"

He bent down to Ji Zimo's hand and looked again and again, his eyes widened and his jaw almost couldn't close in shock.

"What is the structure of this small ball, how is the topographic map put in, and why the image it projects is so clear, as if... we are standing on the top of Fanshan Mountain and looking down, it is simply..."

"It's simply amazing!"

Geng Zhong's shocked mood also represented the mood of the other two people present.

Ji Zi looked deeply at the projection on the wall with dark eyes.

Above the carriage, it presented a dark shadow, and he immediately recognized it as the topographic map of Fanshan.

His keen eyesight is due to his unremitting research on the topography of Fanshan Mountain in recent years.

There were countless topographic maps in "Geographical Records". Every day, he stood on the green hills and looked at the other side with his clairvoyance. How many times he sketched the geographical topography of Fanshan Mountain in his mind before he could understand it clearly even when it was just a blurry shadow.

I can clearly distinguish its outline and identify it as it.

Ji Zimo looked at this picture with complicated eyes, and the emotions in his heart fluctuated like turbulent waves.

Although Xiao Yong was excited, he was very calm and said, "Your Highness, this picture may be fraudulent."

They plan to attack Fanshan tomorrow.

Everyone has been planning for so long, just to catch them by surprise. Now everything is ready and all they need is the east wind. That east wind is the topographic map of Fanshan's interior.

Is there really such a coincidence in this world?

Whatever they lack or want, God will give them!

Xiao Yong's suspicion was not unreasonable, but Ji Zimo waved his hand, stared at a tree on the top of the mountain, and said to himself: "This is the real picture."

"Why?" Xiao Yong was puzzled.

"Look at that tree..." He pointed at the shadow and said firmly: "Half of the crown here has been cut off."

"A few days ago, when I was observing on Qingshan Mountain, the tree had been standing upright without any change. But when I woke up this morning to look at it, one end of the crown of the tree had been chopped off in half."
Chapter completed!