Mo Yizhi remembered the third prince's face that was not smiling but also filled with joy. He was really like a rich man who regarded wealth as life.

"As for the fourth brother... his mother was originally a low-class palace maid. She was favored by her father and gave birth to him. However, because she was not favored by her father, she gave up on herself because she was not a man who had eaten, drinking, gambled, and had nothing to do with him. Several brothers were a little despised and disdained him."

Mo Yizhi thought of the fourth prince's half-squinting peach blossom eyes. Although his eyes were full of charm, Mo Yizhi always felt that something deeper was hidden under the appearance of the romantic appearance.

"And my five emperor brother..."

The Sixth Prince did not continue to talk, but smiled: "Azhi will know in the future."

"Why do you tell me this?"

Mo Yizhi has always been curious about why the Sixth Prince seemed to have something different to others when he first met him.

At first she thought that perhaps it was because she was General Mo's only son, and the sixth prince wanted to win over General Mo, so naturally he would have to be his son.

But even though he had such a thought, he introduced all adult princes and princes from the four major clans to himself, and now he is talking to him well... Isn't it a bit too much if he wins over him?

If he wants to win over himself and pull himself from the border army into the capital, leaving him alone and helpless, he must surrender to him, but why should he introduce others?

Are you not afraid of choosing trees for your own good birds?

After thinking about it, Mo Yizhi felt that there was only one reason, that is, he wanted to cultivate himself.

What should I do to cultivate myself?

Is it a powerful pawn for him to compete for the throne in the future or even inherit the throne?

The more Mo Yizhi thought about it, the more he was a little confused. Everything seemed to have a certain reason, but it was also plausible.

The sixth prince saw Mo Yizhi frowning at his brows, but his tender and bland face always had a kind of calmness and worry that was not consistent with his age.

Involuntarily, the Sixth Prince raised his hand and gently touched the slightly frown eyebrows with his warm fingers.

Mo Yizhi was so immersed in his mind that when he came, he suddenly sat in a panic and avoided one side, his legs overlapped, and his calf bones were pinned. He felt a dull pain but he did not make any noise.

The Sixth Prince was also frightened by his actions just now, but when Mo Yizhi, who had always been as cold as a hard armor, showed such embarrassment, he suddenly felt very happy.

"Hahaha, because I'm afraid that Azhi will be eaten stupidly, Azhi's skin is so smooth."

...

The next morning.

Mo Yizhi, who has always been accustomed to getting up early, got up early and prepared to return home.

When I went out, I happened to meet a vermilion prince dressed in court uniform and rushed to the sixth prince who was in court.

Mo Yizhi looked motionless and clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for staying there yesterday. I will leave now."

The sixth prince, the vermilion prince, was flowing on the court robes, and a pigeon blood ruby ​​on the golden crown was even more brilliant.

He smiled lightly and nodded slightly: "In two days, Azhi should join the court as his duty."

Mo Yizhi nodded: "Yes."

The sixth prince smiled and said, "It's very good, very good."

Then he smiled slightly and turned away. His steps were calm, his wide sleeves were gently brushed out of his clothes, his beautiful jade swayed around his waist, and his elegant and elegant manners.

Mo Yizhi glared at the back of the Sixth Prince, very nice, you sister!!!

The sixth prince suddenly stopped and turned around: "I have eyes behind me."
Chapter completed!