Chapter 66
Xi Lingmo was very happy to see his cousin Qi with a cold and gentle face. Tonight's West City should be the place that needs to be inspected the most in the entire capital. Although it is lively and festive, it is also the night with the most accidents.

Every year, people are either squeezed into the water, children go missing, or accidentally cause fires.Theft is also frequent, so there are the most city patrol soldiers this night, ensuring that when an accident occurs, it will be killed in the cradle as soon as possible.

Fortunately, except for some people who accidentally had their wallets taken away, the other situations did not happen too outrageously.

Xilingmo waved his paper fan, and led his exquisite little servant girl wandering in the busy market. The streets were bustling, with children in twos and threes chasing and playing, forming a group.

Every household on both sides of Chidao has erected bamboo poles outdoors, and a long string of paper lanterns of various colors are hung on the bamboo poles, and the whole market is brightly lit.

Stars are shining on the water of the moat in Xicheng, and all kinds of colored lights are floating. Xiling Mo stands on the stone arch bridge, puts away the paper fan, and bends down to watch the people under the bridge light up the lights and make wishes.

"My lord! Look quickly! They're breathing fire over there!" Linglong's excited eyes didn't know where to look.

Among the bustling crowd, there are foreigners who are juggling, swallowing knives and spitting fire, literati who gather in twos and threes to guess lantern riddles, and even those who gather at the food stalls on both sides of the street to eat steaming hot mooncakes.

The smell of food was wafting in the street, Xilingmo looked around from left to right, there were so many people at the moment, it gave her a good chance to fish in troubled waters, and no one noticed her.

She squeezed Linglong, who had bright eyes, into the crowd, a group of big men were shirtless, pounding steaming glutinous rice cakes in full swing.

It's just an ordinary snack bar. To attract customers tonight, three pestles were set up outside the store to pound glutinous rice cakes on the spot. The freshly cooked glutinous rice is crystal clear and exudes a tantalizing aroma, attracting many children and strange people. Young master and young lady are watching.

The freshly cooked glutinous rice is as bright as crystal. Several big men pulled it down and pounded it together. Five or six people gathered together on the stone seat. The waiter in the store wore a sweat towel on his shoulders and enthusiastically kneaded the pounded glutinous rice cakes into various festive dishes. Dip it in sesame seeds and caramel and distribute it to the children who are already drooling aside.

Xiling Mo's eyes were bright, and the soft glutinous glutinous rice cakes were shaped into various animals and patterns, including rabbits, lotuses, and chubby pigs.

As soon as Xiaoer put down the wooden tray, a group of children who had been watching eagerly would stare out their black eyes, and stretch out their fat little hands to grab it.

The freshly made glutinous rice cakes are still very hot, and the children are jumping and jumping so hot that they switch their left and right hands back and forth, shouting "hot" while changing, and stuffing them into their mouths. The little faces are covered with sesame crumbs. The princes and ladies who were still a little hesitant couldn't help covering their mouths and laughing.

From time to time, a servant would come forward to fetch one or two for his master, and he would not forget to pay the silver on the red silk spread on the table next to him when he took it.

"My lord, wait for me to get you a piece!" Seeing this, Linglong also squeezed in.

Xilingmo tapped his palm with a paper fan, and turned his eyes to the big men who were hard at work pounding the glutinous rice cakes. Compared with the greedy children, more nobles and ladies who rarely come out on weekdays are more curious about these peculiar production techniques .

Xilingmo hadn't seen Xilingmo much before, and just as she was about to approach, a short child staggered behind her, bumping into Xilingmo and staggering forward!
She didn't notice for a while, and bumped into the back of a young man in purple standing in front of her!
Xilingmo was shocked!Before she could react, the noble young man in the deep purple brocade robe standing in front of him seemed to have a pair of eyes behind him, and quickly avoided Xilingmo!

A man in brown clothes with a cold face stretched out the hilt of his sword the moment Xilingmo rushed towards him, coldly blocking Xilingmo's momentum of continuing to charge forward!

As soon as the sword was raised, the backhand wanted to shake Xiling Mo away!He obviously didn't want Xilingmo to get close to the man in purple.

Unexpectedly, before Xilingmo could make a move, the paper fan slammed on the hilt of the sword, using his strength to stand still!

The man's eyes flashed, obviously he didn't expect the young man in front of him to be very skilled.

"It's really rude. Seeing such a handsome and handsome man throwing himself into his arms, he turned him away." Xi Lingmo patted the corner of his clothes, raised his eyebrows slightly, and stretched out the paper fan, the young master of Zhuo Shijia had recovered. look like.

Without even looking at the young man in purple, he passed him by.

The eyes of the man dressed in purple robes and luxurious clothes flickered slightly, his dark blue pupils froze into swirls, a pair of sharp eyes fixed on Xilingmo's facial features that he had just glanced at, flashing a trace of uncontrollable amazement.

"Go and find out whose son she is."

(End of this chapter)

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