She looked at him up and down, as if she was observing something.?

Mo Lan felt Ye Xiyue's gaze and stopped the movement in her hand, "Xiyue, what are you looking at?"

"Molan, can I take your pulse?"

Molan's eyes looked a little puzzled, "I'm not sick again."

Ye Xiyue: “…”

"I know how to prevent medical skills."

Molan nodded and stretched out his hand. Ye Xiyue took the pulse decisively. If it were the past, it would not take a minute for her to take the pulse, but now, she has taken it for three minutes and there is nothing unusual about Molan's body.

In Molan's confusion, Ye Xiyue looked at his head seriously, but there was no external injury, "Strange."

"What's wrong?" Molan asked.

Ye Xiyue sat on the chair, supported her chin with her hands and asked, "Molan, do you remember what happened when you were at the Royal Academy seven years ago?"

"Remember, I have always had a good memory. How could I forget about myself at Royal Academy?"

"That's even worse."

"What shouldn't be?"

"You met Nan Wushuang in the Muyun Kingdom seven years ago. Do you know?"

"I don't know." Molan shook her head subconsciously, "I don't know her."

When he said this, he was very calm and calm, and he spoke very naturally, as if he was talking home-cooked words.

"When did you come back from the Royal Academy to Ye's Mansion seven years ago?"

"It's probably in the summer of July."

"How did you come back? Did you encounter anything during the way?"

Although Molan didn't know what she wanted to do when she asked Ye Xiyue, she still answered without saying a word: "I came back from a carriage and nothing happened in the middle."

"Grandpa said that after you came back from Royal Academy seven years ago, you had headaches from time to time for about a month."

"Yeah, that's right." Molan remembered that incident very clearly, which confirmed that his memory was indeed very strong. "It probably has something to do with the fact that I felt the wind and cold in the middle."

"Have you felt the wind and cold?"

"Well, when I passed by the inn, I felt the cold that night, and fell asleep in a daze for a day and a night. I didn't wake up until the third day."

Ye Xiyue seemed to have some new appearance, "Then have you met someone in the inn? Or a strange person?"

"I seem..." Molan thought carefully, "I met some people holding crystal balls."

"Crystal ball?"

"The crystal ball is like their utensils. They live in the inn and it seems that the utensils they use are crystal texture."

"Is this kind of texture?" Ye Xiyue took out a crystal token from her arms.

Seeing this, Molan nodded, "Yes, it's almost exactly the same."

"Molan, that is to say, your memory of the two days you were in the inn was blank, right?"

Molan was stunned for a moment, "You can also say that, I was sleeping for those two days."

"Do you know what race these things are?"

Molan was stunned for a moment.

Before Ye Xiyue left, she left a sentence: Elf clan.

Molan's hand holding the brush tightened slightly. As Ye Xiyue said, his memory was blank for the two days in the inn seven years ago.

However, he knew about the elves and knew very clearly...

If Ye Xiyue hadn't mentioned it today, he seemed to have forgotten the elves.
Chapter completed!