Facing the sixth prince's ridicule, Mo Yizhi still looked calm: "Your Highness, don't waste your efforts. Although I don't mind the habit of cutting sleeves, I really have no interest." Looking at the sixth prince, he smiled: "Your Highness, please choose another one.

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Mo Yizhi's voice was not quiet enough for the first few accompanying guards to hear clearly.

But the Sixth Prince's Mansion has always had very strict rules. Even after hearing Mo Yizhi's words, everyone was shocked, but their faces were still looking straight ahead, as if they hadn't heard anything.

I am afraid that there is no other person in the entire Yue Kingdom who dares to repeatedly tease the sixth prince with such words while knowing his identity.

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Along the way, Mo Yizhi quarreled with the Sixth Prince, and accompanied the escort to clean up those with evil intentions behind him. He hardly stopped and returned to Yue Kingdom many days later.

The news that Mo Yizhi and the Sixth Prince had obtained the "ancient artifact" spread like wildfire. There were people who wanted to see the artifact, and who wanted to take it for themselves with evil intentions. In short, there were many people with various purposes.

"What do you plan to do with that spear, Your Highness?" Mo Yizhi asked the Sixth Prince.

"This matter will surely come to the palace soon. I'm afraid Ah Zhi will really have to follow me back to the capital this time." The Sixth Prince looked at Mo Yizhi.

The corners of Mo Yizhi's lips curled up slightly, obviously somewhat reluctant.

But she also understood that she could not escape from this trip to the capital. Even if she did not go back with the Sixth Prince this time, she would inevitably be summoned.

It was more than a month later that the group returned to the border army again.

The fact that the Sixth Prince was "robbed" was not publicized, so when he returned to the army, there was no publicity either. It seemed that he was just returning from a hunting trip.

When General Mo learned that Mo Yizhi had successfully "rescued" the Sixth Prince unscathed, his heart finally fell to the ground.

At night, in the military tent, the "ancient artifact" was displayed in front of General Mo and others.

Mo Yizhi unlocked the small lock and opened the treasure chest. Under the light of the fire, the black spear showed a dark and cold luster.

Several people marveled: "It turns out that this is the ancient artifact that has been rumored for a long time. I thought it was just a rumor, but I didn't expect it to really exist."

As General Mu said this, he wanted to reach out and touch him, but Mo Yizhi grabbed his wrist: "Uncle Mu, don't touch it."

Mu Yizhi looked at Mo Yizhi: "What? I got a good thing, but Uncle Mu can't even touch it?" Mu Yizhi obviously misunderstood what Mo Yizhi meant.

The Sixth Prince smiled lightly and explained: "General Mu has misunderstood. Except for Yi Zhi, anyone else who touches this artifact will feel like being struck by lightning."

Sun Quan was really surprised when he heard this, but he didn't believe it: "I really don't believe it if you haven't heard of a weapon and you can recognize its owner."

As a matter of fact, Sun Quan really took hold of the spear. This time, Mo Yizhi did not stop him. After all, the electric shock would not be fatal. It would only cause numbness and convulsion in his arm.

The result, of course, was that Sun Quanzhen suddenly retracted his arm, and his hanging right arm trembled and convulsed slightly.

The Sixth Prince laughed calmly beside him, and Mo Yizhi shook his head helplessly, as if he didn't believe it even after I told him.

Mu Jinzhi asked Sun Quanzhen: "How is it? Were you really struck by lightning?"

Sun Quan Zhen snorted and glared at him: "You were just struck by lightning."

Mu laughed anyway.

But General Mo remained silent from beginning to end, and he was not as happy as Sun Quan was.
Chapter completed!