Mo Yizhi put the little Qi Xuan object into his belt without thinking too much about it.

After leaving the inn, we walked towards the place we had explored.

The city of Gusu is also very lively in the early morning, and its prosperity is no less than that of the capital of Yue State.

The sound of breakfast hawkers on both sides of the main street, and the hurried pedestrians in the morning.

In Gusu City, you can see all kinds of strange costumes from the four countries.

There are ethnic minority styles from the Qiang country, people from the Northern Xinjiang country who dress wildly to serve, and people from the Qi and Yue countries who wear the same style of clothing.

This place is like a metropolis where trade and commerce between the four countries takes place, prosperous but chaotic.

Mo Yizhi watched as he walked. She was dressed in a simple blue robe and had a somewhat ugly appearance. No one paid much attention to her along the way.

After a while, I walked to the end of the main street, and there was a large tent with the characteristics of Northern Xinjiang standing in it.

The large dark red tent had some Northern Xinjiang characters painted on it, giving Mo Yizhi the impression of an indigenous wizard's tent.

When Mo Yizhi came closer, a tall and muscular man with one shoulder exposed in front of the tent reached out to block it: "What are you doing?"

Mo Yizhi cupped his fists and saluted: "Please see the owner of the account." Then he handed a token to the big man.

The token was brought back by the messenger who came back to deliver the message after the Sixth Prince was kidnapped. This token can be used to prove his identity.

The big man took the token and looked at Mo Yi: "Wait." After saying that, he turned around and entered the tent.

Not long after, the big man came out of the tent and said, "Come with me."

The big man had dark skin and walked in front of Mo Yizhi like a wall of hills. He led Mo Yizhi not far away and came to a small building.

Unlike other wooden buildings in Gusu City, this small building is made of stone. Four guards with swords stand in front of the small building.

The big man showed a brown token, and the guard with a knife just let Mo Yizhi and the two go.

The interior decoration of the small building is extremely gorgeous, and it is no exaggeration to describe it as dazzling with golden light.

Mo Yizhi glanced around and saw that the furnishings here all had an exotic Persian style.

Gold cups and silver plates are displayed, and soft and gorgeous Persian carpets extend into the inner room. Everywhere is gorgeous and elegantly decorated. Even the maid standing beside is wearing a voluptuous and gorgeous Persian skirt, revealing a small waist.

The big man entered the inner room, while Mo Yizhi stood alone and waited. There was silence in the huge room.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, I heard footsteps coming.

Mo Yizhi followed the sound and saw two figures, one gold and one silver, walking side by side talking and laughing.

And the silver figure among them is the one Mo Yizhi is rescuing this time, the current sixth prince of the Yue Kingdom.

But looking at his handsome appearance, his robes with wide sleeves and his brows smiling slightly, the gap between him and his expectations was really too big.

Mo Yizhi thought that if this person was tied up, he would be starved, his face would be sallow, his hair would be messy, and his clothes would be messy at the worst.

But there is a huge difference between reality and expectation...

When the Sixth Prince saw Mo Yizhi, he strode forward and gave Mo Yizhi a big bear hug as if he was extremely happy: "Azhi, you are finally here."

Mo Yizhi was stunned by his embrace. When he was about to push him away, he saw another "golden" figure looking at the two of them.

If he pushed the Sixth Prince away at this moment, he would inevitably be exposed.

Mo Yizhi was itching his teeth with hatred, but on the surface he was respectful: "Master, it's too late for me to come down here."
Chapter completed!