As evening approached, Mrs. Lan ordered a banquet to be prepared for Mo Yizhi.

Tables full of delicacies from mountains and seas, wine and delicacies.

But in front of the big round table, there were only a pair of bowls, chopsticks and a stool.

Mo Yizhi sat in silence and ate in silence, while a room of maids poured wine for her dishes in silence.

Everything was like a mime, without any sound.

Mo Yizhi even wanted to deliberately bump the cups and bowls to make a crisp sound to prove that time was still flowing.

It only took a little time, so I put down the bowls and chopsticks, the maid handed me the teacup, rinsed my mouth, and lightly wiped the corners of my lips with the brocade handkerchief, everything happened naturally.

At this time, he was no longer the little soldier sitting on the ground in the army, holding a big bowl of broken porcelain and eating boiled white meat and coarse grain steamed buns, but a high-ranking official with a noble background in the capital of the Yue Kingdom.

Even Mo Yizhi himself didn't expect that he would adapt so quickly...

Returning to Yunxia Tower, he ordered his maid to bring a few jugs of wine, and then called Ming Kuan.

The two of them did not set a table or bowl, but just drank on the stone table in the garden.

The bright moon is in the sky, the summer breeze is warm, Mo Yiyi is wearing a silvery moon-colored long-sleeved gown, his long hair is tied loosely behind his head, and he looks casual.

"The last time the young master returned to the capital, I had no chance to see him. In total, I haven't seen him for ten years." Ming Kuan looked at Mo Yizhi and said.

Mo Yizhi twitched the corners of his lips and poured himself a drink.

Seeing that Mo Yizhi didn't speak, Ming Kuan asked: "Master, are you worried?"

Mo Yi gave a wry smile: "You know my identity."

Growing up together, Ming Kuan naturally knew that Mo Yizhi was born as a girl. When he pretended that General Mo's youngest daughter had died, Ming Kuan cried and fainted several times. Later, Mo Yizhi appeared in front of everyone wearing men's clothing. Although

It didn't make any difference, but Ming Kuan laughed.

From then on, Mo Yizhi's life experience was a tacit secret between Ming Kuan and Ming Kuan.

Ming Kuan listened to Mo Yizhi's words and smiled disapprovingly: "So what, the young master is now the master of the divine weapon of destiny. Even if there are mistakes, the emperor will only rebuke him a few times."

Mo Yizhi raised his eyes and looked at Ming Kuan: "You see clearly."

Ming Kuan said with a smile: "It's not that I have a clear view of this matter, but that the young master will be confused if he cares about it. The Divine Artifact of Heaven is not a child's play, it is like a centering pin inserted into the hearts of the people of Yue Kingdom.

People don’t care who the owner of the artifact is, as long as the artifact is in Yue, it’s enough.”

Mo Yizhi held on to the wine cup and laughed: "Although I understand this truth, when things happen to me, it is not so easy to let go."

Ming Kuan said: "Although it is a good thing that the young master has been cautious since he was a child, at the same time, he will also be overthinking and worrying. In my opinion, since the matter has come to this, why not take care of it in a relaxed and unrestrained way."

Mo Yizhi said with a smile: "Your free and easy temper is quite good."

"Hahaha," Ming Kuan laughed brightly: "Young master, I still remember that when I was a child, my master told me that happiness is a day, and unhappy is a day. It's all a day. Why don't you make yourself happy."

Mo Yizhi turned the wine cup: "I also said such wise words."

My mood is different, and some words can no longer be uttered.

Ming Kuan raised his glass: "Back then, I wanted to go to the border with the general, but the general had no one to take care of his mother, and my only son refused to take me into danger.

Not being able to accompany the young master in the army has always been a big regret in Ming Kuan's heart. Now that the young master has returned to the capital, although Ming Kuan has no virtue or talent, he hopes to serve the young master in front of and behind the horse.
Chapter completed!