As he spoke, he put the brocade quilt in his arms aside, rolled Mo Yizhi's thin cotton quilt into a roll and took it out, and then quickly and carefully laid out the brocade quilt and fox velvet he had brought.

Then he smiled at Mo Yizhi and said, "It's late at night, so I won't disturb you."

Saying words that would not tolerate Mo Yi, he lifted the curtain and left the tent with the thin quilt he had torn off.

This back and forth lasted only a few minutes, and before Mo Yizhi understood the meaning of his words, his bedroll had already been swept away.

What is going on?

Maybe she was slightly intoxicated after drinking, and Mo Yizhi's reaction was a little slower. She was touching the soft fox down on the bed, and she was secretly amused that the sixth prince was crazy.

But when she lay back down and her mind gradually became clearer, Mo Yizhi's face couldn't help but slowly turn from red to black.

Because she remembered that there was her homemade ancient version of the bra in the bedroll, which was pressed under the quilt layer...

Before dawn the next day, Mo Yizhi stood up, wearing soft armor, and walked back and forth between the six princes' tents several times as if unintentionally.

The guard who came to change bedding yesterday happened to be on duty in front of the tent. Seeing Mo Yizhi walking back and forth like this, he couldn't help but stepped forward and asked kindly, "Brother Yizhi, do you need to see His Highness Sixth? Your Highness has always been here."

I got up late, so I guess I have to wait for a while. If you come back later, it would be better than being more naked this morning."

Mo Yizhi looked a little uncomfortable. After listening to the guard's words, he coughed dryly: "I just got up early and went to patrol the camp. You don't need to pay attention to me."

This guard has been in the army with the Sixth Prince for a few days, and he has heard more or less about Mo Yizhi's battles in the army: "They are both men" and have the body to protect their family and country.

Mo Yizhi had some feelings of intimacy.

After hearing what Mo Yizhi said, he chuckled and said, "Brother Yizhi always takes matters in the general as his own responsibility regardless of himself. I really admire him."

After hearing this, Mo Yizhi could only twitch the corner of his mouth and laugh twice: "If you give me a prize, I will give you a prize."

At this time, Mo Yizhi was thinking that since the sixth prince hadn't gotten up yet, she couldn't go inside to retrieve the bra. Just when she was about to return without success, she heard the sixth prince's lazy voice in the morning: "Mo Yi

Well, you come in."

She was startled and looked at the guard. The guard smiled, bowed, opened the tent curtain and let her in.

Mo Yizhi had never been to the prince's tent before, and if he hadn't come to retrieve something, he wouldn't have even been passing by.

Now when I put it into my account, I feel that the gap between status classes is really huge, and the corruption of bureaucracy is obvious.

This tent alone is countless times larger than the tent of my great general's son. It has all the daily necessities, and there are silver charcoal pots burning in the four corners, which makes the tent feel warm.

Mo Yizhi thought that his small black charcoal stove was already beyond the reach of ordinary soldiers, and he couldn't help but feel that it was really a case of comparing one another to death.

Sandalwood is still burning on a small mahogany cabinet in the corner of the tent, which fills the nostrils with the aroma as soon as one enters the tent. However, the smell of sandalwood is soothing and soothing, so even though the aroma is welcoming, one will not feel tired.

.

There is a mahogany table in the middle of the big tent, with several books on it, and a half-expanded map of the Four Kingdoms. On the other side is an ink silk screen. Behind the screen should be the bed where the Sixth Prince is currently sitting.

Got it.

Mo Yizhi stood there and looked around, and the Sixth Prince lazily said from behind the screen: "Come here." After saying that, he put aside the brocade quilt in his arms, rolled up Mo Yizhi's thin cotton quilt into a roll, and took it out.

, and then quickly and carefully laid out the brocade quilt and fox velvet that he brought.

Then he smiled at Mo Yizhi and said, "It's late at night, so I won't disturb you."

Saying words that would not tolerate Mo Yi, he lifted the curtain and left the tent with the thin quilt he had torn off.

This back and forth lasted only a few minutes, and before Mo Yizhi understood the meaning of his words, his bedroll had already been swept away.

What is going on?

Maybe she was slightly intoxicated after drinking, and Mo Yizhi's reaction was a little slower. She was touching the soft fox down on the bed, and she was secretly amused that the sixth prince was crazy.

But when she lay back down and her mind gradually became clearer, Mo Yizhi's face couldn't help but slowly turn from red to black.

Because she remembered that there was her homemade ancient version of the bra in the bedroll, which was pressed under the quilt layer...

Before dawn the next day, Mo Yizhi stood up, wearing soft armor, and walked back and forth between the six princes' tents several times as if unintentionally.

The guard who came to change bedding yesterday happened to be on duty in front of the tent. Seeing Mo Yizhi walking back and forth like this, he couldn't help but stepped forward and asked kindly, "Brother Yizhi, do you need to see His Highness Sixth? Your Highness has always been here."

I got up late, so I guess I have to wait for a while. If you come back later, it would be better than being more naked this morning."

Mo Yizhi looked a little uncomfortable. After listening to the guard's words, he coughed dryly: "I just got up early and went to patrol the camp. You don't need to pay attention to me."

This guard has been in the army with the Sixth Prince for a few days, and he has heard more or less about Mo Yizhi's battles in the army: "They are both men" and have the body to protect their family and country.

Mo Yizhi had some feelings of intimacy.

After hearing what Mo Yizhi said, he chuckled and said, "Brother Yizhi always takes matters in the general as his own responsibility regardless of himself. I really admire him."

After hearing this, Mo Yizhi could only twitch the corner of his mouth and laugh twice: "If you give me a prize, I will give you a prize."

At this time, Mo Yizhi was thinking that since the sixth prince hadn't gotten up yet, she couldn't go inside to retrieve the bra. Just when she was about to return without success, she heard the sixth prince's lazy voice in the morning: "Mo Yi

Well, you come in."

She was startled and looked at the guard. The guard smiled, bowed, opened the tent curtain and let her in.

Mo Yizhi had never been to the prince's tent before, and if he hadn't come to retrieve something, he wouldn't have even been passing by.

Now when I put it into my account, I feel that the gap between status classes is really huge, and the corruption of bureaucracy is obvious.

This tent alone is countless times larger than the tent of my great general's son. It has all the daily necessities, and there are silver charcoal pots burning in the four corners, which makes the tent feel warm.

Mo Yizhi thought that his small black charcoal stove was already beyond the reach of ordinary soldiers, and he couldn't help but feel that it was really a case of comparing one another to death.

Sandalwood is still burning on a small mahogany cabinet in the corner of the tent, which fills the nostrils with the aroma as soon as one enters the tent. However, the smell of sandalwood is soothing and soothing, so even though the aroma is welcoming, one will not feel tired.

.

There is a mahogany table in the middle of the big tent, with several books on it, and a half-expanded map of the Four Kingdoms. On the other side is an ink silk screen. Behind the screen should be the bed where the Sixth Prince is currently sitting.

Got it.
Chapter completed!