The county magistrate knelt on the ground. Hearing the sound of Mo Yi getting out of the car, he didn't dare to raise his head and kowtowed: "I'm going to be the magistrate of Luyang Zhong County. Xie Zi, the magistrate of Luyang, will lead the officials of Luyang to pay greetings to the Sixth Prince."

Mo Yizhi knew that this "crab" county magistrate had admitted the wrong person, so she coughed lightly.

The Xiezi County Magistrate, however, still didn't know what he meant, and said again, "I'm going to be the magistrate of Luyang Zhong County, Xie Zi, and lead the officials of Luyang to pay regards to the Sixth Prince."

Mo Yizhi curled his lips helplessly, this crab was still a fool.

The guards accompanying the Sixth Prince looked on, holding back laughter and looking away.

Mo Yizhi was about to open his mouth to point it out when he heard the sixth prince behind him say: "If you're interested, get up." His voice was light but revealed the majesty of the prince.

Only then did the county magistrate dare to raise his head and was stunned when he saw Mo Yizhi in front of him.

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Luyang is located in a remote place and there is no post house, so the Sixth Prince and his party temporarily stayed in the County Cheng's Mansion.

In the evening, the county magistrate hosted a banquet and invited the Sixth Prince to show his respect. Before leaving, he insisted on asking Mo Yizhi to accompany him.

Mo Yizhi was only wearing an ordinary blue shirt. She neither looked like a high-ranking official nor a royal escort. The Prime Minister of Luyang County could not identify Mo Yizhi, but saw that the Sixth Prince treated her with special eyes, and even treated her with a different attitude.

Mo Yizhi is respectful and respectful.

The county magistrate was in front of him, so it was natural that the prince's invitation to Mo Yizhi would be difficult to refute because of his face. Although he was reluctant, he nodded in agreement.

At the banquet, the six princes were at the head, with Mo Yizhi beside him. The rest were sitting on both sides.

The sixth prince ate with good manners, chewing carefully and slowly, making no sound from the cups and bowls. Mo Yizhi only used his own with an indifferent expression. Seeing this, the people below naturally did not dare to say anything.

It wasn't until the sixth prince put down his chopsticks that the county magistrate dared to propose a toast.

The people present at the table, even the Zhongxian County Magistrate, were nothing more than an official the size of a sesame seed and a mung bean in front of the Sixth Prince, let alone the remaining eight or nine-rank minor officials.

But even when facing these low-ranking officials, although his majesty as a prince remained intact, he still had a slight smile on his face and a gentle expression.

The county magistrate and others all praised the sixth prince for his kindness to others, his respect as a superior, and his kindness to the people.

Mo Yizhi sat quietly aside, looking at the gentle smile of the sixth prince, and couldn't help but admire this sinister fox, who was indeed very good at winning over people's hearts.

The county magistrate raised his wine cup and said to Mo Yizhi: "I'd like to offer you a glass of wine."

Mo Yizhi has no official position and no rank. According to his rank, he is not even a minor official in the army, so he cannot be called "sir".

When the Sixth Prince saw Mo Yizhi not moving, he looked at her and smiled slightly, nodding slightly.

Mo Yizhi picked up the wine cup in front of him and drank it all with his head raised.

The county magistrate drank the wine and smiled: "Sir, you have a good capacity for drinking."

Mo Yizhi nodded without saying a word.

At night, I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

Mo Yizhi simply stood up, carried the wine bag and left the room. He sat under the eaves of the porch in front of the door and drank while looking at the bright moon above his head, thoughtfully.

The patrolling guards all knew that the Sixth Prince treated her differently, and they ignored her even when they saw her from a distance.

The surroundings were quiet except for the faint footsteps of patrolling guards.

Mo Yizhi took a few sips of wine, feeling warm all over his body, and a pair of cold eyes as black as crow feathers also had a hint of human fireworks.

The door behind him creaked softly. Mo Yizhi turned around and saw the sixth prince wearing a loose moon-silver uniform. His long hair was tied into a ponytail behind his head, and a few strands of hair hung down on his temples. Apparently.

He had just gotten up from the bed. His handsome face, which was as beautiful as jade, looked even more graceful under the moonlit night.

Mo Yizhi suddenly remembered that time in his big tent, that muscular chest with half-unbuttoned clothes...
Chapter completed!