The Sixth Prince glanced at Mo Yi. She could be angry or happy, but her expression was indifferent and she seemed to be distant from others. However, the Sixth Prince didn't know what to do with her. He could only say in a cold voice:

"You come with me."

Mo Yizhi didn't move: "Where to go?"

The Sixth Prince didn't turn around and said calmly: "Just leave as soon as I ask you to do so. There are so many words." To deal with Mo Yizhi's unsociable temperament, he really couldn't think of any other way at the moment, so he had to rely on power.

pressure.

Mo Yizhi sighed helplessly, and followed the Sixth Prince reluctantly, but he didn't know where he had provoked him, and he was targeting him all day long.

The Sixth Prince and Mo Yizhi walked up to the prince's tent one after another. The guard guarding the tent opened the curtain and welcomed them in.

There was food on the low table in the middle of the tent, including a few meat and vegetable dishes, a bowl of white rice, and a plate of rather delicate pasta.

The sixth prince took the lead and sat down. Seeing that Mo Yizhi was not moving at the moment, he glanced sideways at her and said, "What are you doing there?"

Mo Yizhi understood and realized that this person wanted to treat him to a meal.

The sixth prince pushed the white rice in front of Mo Yizhi, then took the white pasta on the plate and ate it with chopsticks, chewing slowly and elegantly.

When the Sixth Prince saw Mo Yizhi just sitting still, he glanced at her again: "You still want me to wait for you to eat?"

Mo Yizhi looked at the meal in front of him. Although it was not a very sumptuous meal, it was not many times better than what he had eaten.

He travels on military expeditions all year round, and rarely lives in the city even when he is not fighting.

Therefore, the daily food and clothing expenses are only ordinary military meals.

When she first arrived, Mo Yizhi couldn't eat the white meat cooked vegetables and the rough and unpalatable steamed buns, but later General Mo took her to see what ordinary people used to eat.

I also feel that I have nothing to criticize anymore. It is not easy to have enough food in this turbulent era.

The Sixth Prince put a piece of roasted meat into Mo Yizhi's bowl, but he glared at him and said, "Why are you so coquettish even after eating? You are not a man."

Mo Yizhi glanced at the sixth prince and said nothing, but the sixth prince smiled secretly in his heart.

Just know you are not a man.

Mo Yizhi looked at the man in front of him who was as beautiful as jade and as beautiful as an evildoer. He picked up the chopsticks, picked up the bowl, put a mouthful of rice into his mouth, and raised his eyes from time to time to look at the sixth prince.

The sixth prince was unhappy after being scrutinized many times by Mo Yizhi.

With a "pop" sound, he dropped his chopsticks on the table and asked coldly: "What are you looking at?"

Mo Yi's small face was mostly obscured by the rice bowl in his hand.

After listening to the Sixth Prince's question, he paused for a moment with the hand holding the bowl and chopsticks. Then he moved it imperceptibly in the opposite direction of the Sixth Prince. Still holding the rice bowl, he coughed lightly and asked in a clear voice.

One sentence: "Sixth Prince, are you Duanxiu?"

…

As soon as Mo Yizhi finished speaking, he could see that the pasta in the Sixth Prince's hand had been deformed in his palms, veins protruded on his smooth and jade-like forehead, his temples were beating slightly, and his whole body was filled with piercing anger.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Mo Yizhi only thought that he had revealed the sixth prince's hidden illness, which made him furious.

Mo Yizhi was still holding the bowl, and slowly stood up and quietly backed away, muttering: "Actually, I don't discriminate against people with broken sleeves. It's just a matter of personal preference. But I'm really not good at it.

, As the saying goes, people with different principles cannot work together. Sixth Prince, you are extraordinary in bearing and good-looking. You will definitely have many admirers, but...it is impossible between us. Cutting the knot with a quick knife will cause long-term pain rather than short-term pain.

I really think about you too..."

Son." The Sixth Prince glanced at Mo Yi. She could be angry or happy, but her expression was indifferent and she seemed to be distant from others, but the other Sixth Prince didn't know what to do with her. He could only keep a cold face.

He said: "Follow me."

Mo Yizhi didn't move: "Where to go?"

The Sixth Prince didn't turn around and said calmly: "Just leave as soon as I ask you to do so. There are so many words." To deal with Mo Yizhi's unsociable temperament, he really couldn't think of any other way at the moment, so he had to rely on power.

pressure.

Mo Yizhi sighed helplessly, and followed the Sixth Prince reluctantly, but he didn't know where he had provoked him, and he was targeting him all day long.

The Sixth Prince and Mo Yizhi walked up to the prince's tent one after another. The guard guarding the tent opened the curtain and welcomed them in.

There was food on the low table in the middle of the tent, including a few meat and vegetable dishes, a bowl of white rice, and a plate of rather delicate pasta.

The sixth prince took the lead and sat down. Seeing that Mo Yizhi was not moving at the moment, he glanced sideways at her and said, "What are you doing there?"

Mo Yizhi understood and realized that this person wanted to treat him to a meal.

The sixth prince pushed the white rice in front of Mo Yizhi, then took the white pasta on the plate and ate it with chopsticks, chewing slowly and elegantly.

When the Sixth Prince saw Mo Yizhi just sitting still, he glanced at her again: "You still want me to wait for you to eat?"

Mo Yizhi looked at the meal in front of him. Although it was not a very sumptuous meal, it was not many times better than what he had eaten.

He travels on military expeditions all year round, and rarely lives in the city even when he is not fighting.

Therefore, the daily food and clothing expenses are only ordinary military meals.

When she first arrived, Mo Yizhi couldn't eat the white meat cooked vegetables and the rough and unpalatable steamed buns, but later General Mo took her to see what ordinary people used to eat.

I also feel that I have nothing to criticize anymore. It is not easy to have enough food in this turbulent era.

The Sixth Prince put a piece of roasted meat into Mo Yizhi's bowl, but he glared at him and said, "Why are you so coquettish even after eating? You are not a man."

Mo Yizhi glanced at the sixth prince and said nothing, but the sixth prince smiled secretly in his heart.

Just know you are not a man.

Mo Yizhi looked at the man in front of him who was as beautiful as jade and as beautiful as an evildoer. He picked up the chopsticks, picked up the bowl, put a mouthful of rice into his mouth, and raised his eyes from time to time to look at the sixth prince.

The sixth prince was unhappy after being scrutinized many times by Mo Yizhi.

With a "pop" sound, he dropped his chopsticks on the table and asked coldly: "What are you looking at?"

Mo Yi's small face was mostly obscured by the rice bowl in his hand.

After listening to the Sixth Prince's question, he paused for a moment with the hand holding the bowl and chopsticks. Then he moved it imperceptibly in the opposite direction of the Sixth Prince. Still holding the rice bowl, he coughed lightly and asked in a clear voice.

One sentence: "Sixth Prince, are you Duanxiu?"

…

As soon as Mo Yizhi finished speaking, he could see that the pasta in the Sixth Prince's hand had been deformed in his palms, veins protruded on his smooth and jade-like forehead, his temples were beating slightly, and his whole body was filled with piercing anger.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Mo Yizhi only thought that he had revealed the sixth prince's hidden illness, which made him furious.

Mo Yizhi was still holding the bowl, and slowly stood up and quietly backed away, muttering: "Actually, I don't discriminate against people with broken sleeves. It's just a matter of personal preference. But I'm really not good at it.

, As the saying goes, people with different principles cannot work together. Sixth Prince, you are extraordinary in bearing and good-looking. You will definitely have many admirers, but...it is impossible between us. Cutting the knot with a quick knife will cause long-term pain rather than short-term pain.

I really think about you too..."
Chapter completed!