Mo Yizhi smiled: "No, that's the best. But, I, Mo Yizhi, don't need anyone else's pity."

Mo Yizhi sat back on the chair with a somewhat unsteady figure and filled the wine cup in front of him. When he was about to drink, the sixth prince snatched it away: "How drunk are you? You still drink."

Mo Yizhi held his mouth indifferently, like a child who had been angered.

When the Sixth Prince saw that she was no longer making trouble, he returned to his seat. When he looked over, he saw Mo Yizhi opposite him with his head lowered and his eyes slightly closed, as if he was asleep.

With her eyes closed, she lost the coldness and indifference in her eyes. With her thin figure and elegant face, she looked like a pure and innocent child.

The Sixth Prince turned the cup he had snatched from Mo Yizhi's hand, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

Mo Yizhi lowered his head and closed his eyes while the Sixth Prince poured himself a drink. There were no words or communication between the two of them, only the bright moonlight in the sky and the quiet night accompanied him.

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The Sixth Prince looked at Mo Yizhi, and saw that her body was swaying slightly. She swayed to the left, and when he thought she was about to fall off the chair and rushed to help her, she sat upright and swayed to the right.

The sixth prince shook his head helplessly and chuckled.

He supported his chin with one hand and looked at her: "Azhi, are you asleep?"

After not seeing any movement from her for a long time, the Sixth Prince got up and wanted to send her back to the small building to rest.

But when he was about to touch her shoulder, Mo Yizhi suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him sharply.

The sixth prince's hand froze in mid-air and he was stunned: "Are you scared?"

Hearing the voice of the Sixth Prince, Mo Yizhi blinked, calmed down his aggressive attitude, and said drowsily, "Huh?"

The Sixth Prince smiled: "Go back to your room and sleep, be careful to catch a cold."

At this time, even he himself had not noticed the hint of endearment in his words.

Mo Yizhi nodded and slowly stood up.

At this moment, I suddenly heard several sharp eagle whistles in the night sky.

Mo Yizhi and the Sixth Prince looked at the night sky at the same time. In the night, they could only vaguely see an eagle circling back and forth above Yunxia Tower.

The Sixth Prince frowned: "Too bad."

Mo Yizhi had also come to his senses about this matter, thinking that the eagle was the messenger bird used by the Sixth Prince to report messages or something like that.

"Heavenly Clothes." As the Sixth Prince called out, a man in white clothes walked out from the darkness, walking calmly and unhurriedly.

Mo Yizhi's heart skipped a beat when she realized that she hadn't noticed anyone was around.

"Your Highness." The man called Tianyi nodded slightly.

Hearing the voice, Mo Yizhi suddenly remembered that this person was the man who hid in the dark and listened to the "cut sleeves" words during the small banquet in the Sixth Prince's house that day and wanted to prescribe some nourishing prescriptions to the Sixth Prince.

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The sixth prince frowned and said in a deep voice: "The fifth prince may be in danger, so you personally lead the people to help."

Tian Yiruo glanced at Mo Yizhi as if nothing, without saying much, nodded and said, "Here." Then he slowly walked towards the courtyard door, walking gently.

"Quickly." The Sixth Prince scolded coldly.

He didn't turn around to say anything, but just for a moment his body flashed and Tianyi disappeared from sight, and he couldn't even see clearly the direction in which he went.

Mo Yizhi was surprised. This man's martial arts skills were so high, his body was so fast, and his breath was so stable. This was the first time he had seen this person in the past ten years.

After Tianyi left, the Sixth Prince looked at Mo Yizhi: "I still have something important to do, so you should rest early."
Chapter completed!