The Sixth Prince chuckled, leaned down and patted Lu Mingde's shoulder: "I know you are loyal, how can I be the one who will never change my loyalty?"

Lu Mingde stiffened and kowtowed: "Your Highness is aware of this."

The Sixth Prince said with a half-smile, "Since His Highness appreciates you, you cannot live up to his kindness. If you do your job well, your glory and wealth will be indispensable."

Lu Mingde looked up at the sixth prince in surprise. He realized it after a moment and kowtowed again: "I will definitely know everything and tell you everything that the second prince has done. I don't seek glory and wealth, but only merit."

Excuse the crime."

…

Lu Mingde consciously saved his life, thanked him with tears of gratitude, and staggered away.

The Sixth Prince looked at Lu Mingde's leaving figure and chuckled.

He turned around and looked at Mo Yizhi again: "Azhi said what should we eat for dinner? Grilled fish and fish soup?"

But in the blink of an eye, the person in front of Mo Yizhi returned to the kind-hearted young man with a gentle smile like usual.

Mo Yizhi couldn't help but wonder, which one is the real him?

Is it the king who looked down upon the common people just now, or is he the gentle and handsome young man in front of him?

Maybe both, maybe neither...

The sixth prince said he wanted to eat grilled fish, and Mo Yizhi thought he would order someone to grill it and deliver it.

Unexpectedly, in the evening, he ordered people to set up a small fire in the garden, and put several cleaned large fish on the plate.

"I didn't make it last time, so I'll make up for it this time." The sixth prince said, taking the lead in sitting on the mat, picking up the jug at hand and pouring a glass of wine.

He patted the seat next to him and said, "Azhi, sit down."

Mo Yizhi sat on the seat opposite him. The Sixth Prince smiled and said nothing more. He pointed at the wine pot and said, "How about trying this wine."

Mo Yizhi poured a glass of wine, took a sip, nodded and said, "Good wine."

The Sixth Prince smiled and said, "You are young, but you love wine so much. I only see you become so humane when you drink good wine."

Mo Yizhi looked at the Sixth Prince, took another sip of wine, and said nothing.

People in the military like to drink and gamble, not because they like drinking and having fun, but because alcohol and gambling can numb their conscious consciousness. They do not need to clearly recall the tragedy and cruelty of war.

Mo Yizhi didn't know when she got into the habit of drinking. Maybe it was the first time she saw her brothers in the army, who were joking with her one moment and then died in front of her the next.

It's been so long ago that I can't remember some of it.

…

The Sixth Prince neatly wrapped the fish in a large lotus leaf, dug a hole under the fire, buried the fish, added firewood on top, and slowly smoked it with hot air.

Then he used a skewer to thread another fish and put it on the fire, turning it over from time to time.

The aroma of grilled fish soon spreads out.

"Your Highness can actually do this." After drinking, Mo Yizhi rarely spoke on his own initiative.

The sixth prince smiled and said, "When my mother was framed and sent to the cold palace, I was still young at that time." The sixth prince gestured with his hands, "I'm probably only this tall."

He flipped the grilled fish and continued: "My father didn't even like me, so I simply followed my mother and lived in the cold palace.

The walls and tiles in the cold palace are broken. It snows heavily outside in winter and light snow falls in the house. Not to mention food, one meal every day is already quite good."

As the Sixth Prince talked about these old memories, Mo Yizhi seemed to be able to see the poor mother and son clinging to each other in the cold palace.
Chapter completed!