After the Sixth Prince heard this, he was even more shocked than knowing that his eldest brother had a broken sleeve.

Because he had heard his father say this name more than once, Mo Yizhi. He was the legitimate son and only son of General Mo Qi.

When he was five years old, he went to the battlefield with his father without fear.

At the age of seven, he wielded his sword and beheaded the enemy's leader cleanly.

When he was eight years old, he was kidnapped by the enemy in a border town. After a battle of wits and courage, he escaped back to the army with a knife in his back.

…

On the fifth day of the sixth lunar month, Zhou invaded the border city, and Sun Quan fought at the city gate. The two armies were in a stalemate for a long time, with no outcome in sight.

Mo Yizhi sneaked at night, assassinated the enemy general in his sleep, and set fire to the enemy's reserve grain and grass. In addition, Zhou's vanguard army could no longer fight and retreated thousands of miles that day.

That year, Mo Yizhi was thirteen years old.

When the sixth prince saw all this from his eldest brother, everything about the man named Mo Yizhi, so many years of military exploits, and the dangers he had experienced. It was hard for him to believe that the Blood Rakshasa on the battlefield was from a daughter's family.

Therefore, when someone in the court raised the issue of laboring troops at the border, the Sixth Prince, who had always been unwilling to participate too much in government affairs, resolutely asked for help.

Before leaving, the eldest prince said: "Look at her for me. I haven't seen her for so many years and I don't know if she still looks the same."

At that time, the sixth prince only thought that his eldest brother was a bit ridiculous. He had only met the boy briefly when he was a teenager, but he missed him to this day.

I don’t know what ability she has to make her elder brother worry about her for so many years.

And since it was still unclear whether she was a boy or a girl, he just said it as a joke: "If she is a beautiful girl, then my brother will bring her back to you and make her your princess."

The Sixth Prince looked at Mo Yizhi's figure in front of him, and occasionally turned sideways to catch a glimpse of his beautiful facial features and a light smile that was light but charming.

The sixth prince began to regret the promise he made to his eldest brother.

Mo Yizhi does not have the graceful figure of those beautiful and enchanting female concubines in the noble houses in Kyoto.

Mo Yizhi's voice was a bit hoarse, and he couldn't sing a melodious lyrics even if he thought about it.

He saw that Mo Yizhi's hands had thin calluses and clear and strong joints, so they would definitely not feel as soft and boneless as those of other women.

Mo Yizhi seemed to have nothing, but she had an inexplicable attraction that others could not ignore, forget, or not feel good about her.

Just like now, even though she seems a little indifferent and distant from each other, there is no hint of intimacy or kindness.

But there were still many people greeting her, and those people never paid attention to her coldness.

The Sixth Prince may now understand why it was just a brief encounter many years ago, but his eldest brother still misses him to this day.

As for myself, will I return to the capital in a few months, but I will miss this figure for a long time and will never forget it.

Mo Yizhi's tent was a very conspicuous small tent sandwiched between the generals' tents and the medical officers' tents.

She walked to the tent and shook her head helplessly. As alert as she was, how could she not know that the Sixth Prince was following him all the way, but she didn't know what he was doing along the way. She opened the curtain and was about to enter, but someone grabbed the curtain.

Grab.

The Sixth Prince went to hold Mo Yizhi's wrist without saying a word, but she turned her wrist to avoid it, and then took a step sideways to stand some distance away from the Sixth Prince.

The Sixth Prince looked at the two cold steamed buns held in Xiao Qi's hands: "Just eat this."

Mo Yizhi looked down at the steamed buns in his arms and didn't answer. He thought to himself, do you think that everyone is like you? Bureaucratic corruption. After hearing this, the sixth prince was even more embarrassed than knowing that his eldest brother was Duanxiu.

Shocked.

Because he had heard his father say this name more than once, Mo Yizhi. He was the legitimate son and only son of General Mo Qi.

When he was five years old, he went to the battlefield with his father without fear.

At the age of seven, he wielded his sword and beheaded the enemy's leader cleanly.

When he was eight years old, he was kidnapped by the enemy in a border town. After a battle of wits and courage, he escaped back to the army with a knife in his back.

…

On the fifth day of the sixth lunar month, Zhou invaded the border city, and Sun Quan fought at the city gate. The two armies were in a stalemate for a long time, with no outcome in sight.

Mo Yizhi sneaked at night, assassinated the enemy general in his sleep, and set fire to the enemy's reserve grain and grass. In addition, Zhou's vanguard army could no longer fight and retreated thousands of miles that day.

That year, Mo Yizhi was thirteen years old.

When the sixth prince saw all this from his eldest brother, everything about the man named Mo Yizhi, so many years of military exploits, and the dangers he had experienced. It was hard for him to believe that the Blood Rakshasa on the battlefield was from a daughter's family.

Therefore, when someone in the court raised the issue of laboring troops at the border, the Sixth Prince, who had always been unwilling to participate too much in government affairs, resolutely asked for help.

Before leaving, the eldest prince said: "Look at her for me. I haven't seen her for so many years and I don't know if she still looks the same."

At that time, the sixth prince only thought that his eldest brother was a bit ridiculous. He had only met the boy briefly when he was a teenager, but he missed him to this day.

I don’t know what ability she has to make her elder brother worry about her for so many years.

And since it was still unclear whether she was a boy or a girl, he just said it as a joke: "If she is a beautiful girl, then my brother will bring her back to you and make her your princess."

The Sixth Prince looked at Mo Yizhi's figure in front of him, and occasionally turned sideways to catch a glimpse of his beautiful facial features and a light smile that was light but charming.

The sixth prince began to regret the promise he made to his eldest brother.

Mo Yizhi does not have the graceful figure of those beautiful and enchanting female concubines in the noble houses in Kyoto.

Mo Yizhi's voice was a bit hoarse, and he couldn't sing a melodious lyrics even if he thought about it.

He saw that Mo Yizhi's hands had thin calluses and clear and strong joints, so they would definitely not feel as soft and boneless as those of other women.

Mo Yizhi seemed to have nothing, but she had an inexplicable attraction that others could not ignore, forget, or not feel good about her.

Just like now, even though she seems a little indifferent and distant from each other, there is no hint of intimacy or kindness.

But there were still many people greeting her, and those people never paid attention to her coldness.

The Sixth Prince may now understand why it was just a brief encounter many years ago, but his eldest brother still misses him to this day.

As for myself, will I return to the capital in a few months, but I will miss this figure for a long time and will never forget it.

Mo Yizhi's tent was a very conspicuous small tent sandwiched between the generals' tents and the medical officers' tents.

She walked to the tent and shook her head helplessly. As alert as she was, how could she not know that the Sixth Prince was following him all the way, but she didn't know what he was doing along the way. She opened the curtain and was about to enter, but someone grabbed the curtain.

Grab.

The Sixth Prince went to hold Mo Yizhi's wrist without saying a word, but she turned her wrist to avoid it, and then took a step sideways to stand some distance away from the Sixth Prince.

The Sixth Prince looked at the two cold steamed buns held in Xiao Qi's hands: "Just eat this."
Chapter completed!