The sixth prince's fists clenched tighter and tighter, and Mo Yizhi clearly heard the "squeaking" sound of gnashing his teeth. The sound seemed to be chewing on his own bones, which made her uncomfortable.

Mo Yizhi slowly walked back to the tent, twitching the corner of his mouth slightly, smiling unnaturally, but he said kindly: "I won't tell outsiders about your broken sleeves, don't worry.

.”

The sixth prince finally couldn't bear it anymore and jumped up violently, but he saw Mo Yizhi holding the rice bowl and chopsticks like a loach, turning around and disappearing into the tent.

When he chased him out of the big tent, he didn't even see a shadow of him. However, when he saw the guards accompanying him in front of the tent, they lowered their heads unnaturally or looked away.

From that day on, the news that the Sixth Prince had his sleeves cut off spread like wildfire. It became a pleasant thing for soldiers who had lived in the army all year round to whisper after dinner.

In addition, there were many fellow Duanxiu people who began to wander back and forth near the Sixth Prince's tent intentionally or unintentionally. They even made excuses to show off their strong and powerful arms with their bare upper bodies in this cold weather.

If others didn't know, they would just think that the Sixth Prince was a preliminary contestant for the Mr. Beauty Pageant.

Mo Yizhi smiled faintly as he listened to the interesting gossips of Monkey and Sun Wu.

For five whole days, the sixth prince did not appear in front of Mo Yizhi, and she was finally able to feel at peace.

The words he said that day were just a flash of thought in his mind. Later, he planned to use a trick to provoke him so that he could not eat himself. Unexpectedly, the effect was quite satisfactory.

Mo Yizhi smiled happily in his heart, but remained calm on the outside.

But good days never last long. Before dawn this morning, Mo Yizhi got up as usual, washed and dressed, and was preparing to attend the morning camp training.

But before he went out, he heard the voice of General Mu Zhenzhengmu from outside the tent: "Yi Zhi...Yi Zhi!"

Mo Yizhi's heart tightened, thinking that something must have happened. Otherwise, General Mu would not come to his tent early in the morning for no reason just to chat about family matters. He quickly opened the tent curtain to welcome General Mu in.

General Mu Lao didn't say much when he saw Mo Yizhi, but said hurriedly: "Your father asked you to change into civilian clothes immediately and go to Gusu City to rescue the Sixth Prince..."

After hearing General Mu's words, Mo Yizhi was even more surprised: "Gusu City? Why did the Sixth Prince go to Gusu City."

In today's chaos, the four kingdoms are standing in a tripartite state. The country where Mo Yi is located is the Yue Kingdom, which occupies the east of the territory, and Gusu City is a heavily military border city in the northern Xinjiang Kingdom.

In recent years, Mo Yizhi's frontier army has often fought battles with the Northern Xinjiang army. The people of Northern Xinjiang are good at riding and shooting and are very brave. When it comes to the strength of the four countries, Northern Xinjiang is the best. Mo Yizhi has fought against Northern Xinjiang several times.

His life also hung on a thread.

General Mu Lao slapped his thigh and said angrily: "It's only my fault that I didn't stop him yesterday. In such a chaotic world, the Sixth Prince had to go hunting, and he met the Northern Xinjiang patrol in the woods."

"Then what's going on now?" Mo Yizhi felt helpless after hearing this. This sixth prince really didn't make people worry.

General Mu had a worried look on his face. If the Sixth Prince really made a mistake in the army here, then naturally everyone would not be able to escape the blame: "Fortunately, they were all in casual clothes. They were just merchants passing by the border.

Xinjiang brought the person back to Gusu City and sent an attendant back to deliver the letter." The sixth prince's fists clenched tighter and tighter, and Mo Yizhi clearly heard the "crack" sound of gnashing teeth.

It felt as if she was chewing her own bones, which made her uncomfortable.

Mo Yizhi slowly walked back to the tent, twitching the corner of his mouth slightly, smiling unnaturally, but he said kindly: "I won't tell outsiders about your broken sleeves, don't worry.

.”

The sixth prince finally couldn't bear it anymore and jumped up violently, but he saw Mo Yizhi holding the rice bowl and chopsticks like a loach, turning around and disappearing into the tent.

When he chased him out of the big tent, he didn't even see a shadow of him. However, when he saw the guards accompanying him in front of the tent, they lowered their heads unnaturally or looked away.

From that day on, the news that the Sixth Prince had his sleeves cut off spread like wildfire. It became a pleasant thing for soldiers who had lived in the army all year round to whisper after dinner.

In addition, there were many fellow Duanxiu people who began to wander back and forth near the Sixth Prince's tent intentionally or unintentionally. They even made excuses to show off their strong and powerful arms with their bare upper bodies in this cold weather.

If others didn't know, they would just think that the Sixth Prince was a preliminary contestant for the Mr. Beauty Pageant.

Mo Yizhi smiled faintly as he listened to the interesting gossips of Monkey and Sun Wu.

For five whole days, the sixth prince did not appear in front of Mo Yizhi, and she was finally able to feel at peace.

The words he said that day were just a flash of thought in his mind. Later, he planned to use a trick to provoke him so that he could not eat himself. Unexpectedly, the effect was quite satisfactory.

Mo Yizhi smiled happily in his heart, but remained calm on the outside.

But good days never last long. Before dawn this morning, Mo Yizhi got up as usual, washed and dressed, and was preparing to attend the morning camp training.

But before he went out, he heard the voice of General Mu Zhenzhengmu from outside the tent: "Yi Zhi...Yi Zhi!"

Mo Yizhi's heart tightened, thinking that something must have happened. Otherwise, General Mu would not come to his tent early in the morning for no reason just to chat about family matters. He quickly opened the tent curtain to welcome General Mu in.

General Mu Lao didn't say much when he saw Mo Yizhi, but said hurriedly: "Your father asked you to change into civilian clothes immediately and go to Gusu City to rescue the Sixth Prince..."

After hearing General Mu's words, Mo Yizhi was even more surprised: "Gusu City? Why did the Sixth Prince go to Gusu City."

In today's chaos, the four kingdoms are standing in a tripartite state. The country where Mo Yi is located is the Yue Kingdom, which occupies the east of the territory, and Gusu City is a heavily military border city in the northern Xinjiang Kingdom.

In recent years, Mo Yizhi's frontier army has often fought battles with the Northern Xinjiang army. The people of Northern Xinjiang are good at riding and shooting and are very brave. When it comes to the strength of the four countries, Northern Xinjiang is the best. Mo Yizhi has fought against Northern Xinjiang several times.

His life also hung on a thread.

General Mu Lao slapped his thigh and said angrily: "It's only my fault that I didn't stop him yesterday. In such a chaotic world, the Sixth Prince had to go hunting, and he met the Northern Xinjiang patrol in the woods."

"Then what's going on now?" Mo Yizhi felt helpless after hearing this. This sixth prince really didn't make people worry.

General Mu had a worried look on his face. If the Sixth Prince really made a mistake in the army here, then of course everyone would not be able to escape the blame: "Fortunately, they were all in casual clothes. They were just merchants passing by the border.
Chapter completed!