Song Jinfu was on duty in Dali Temple, with strong logical thinking and was very good at observing words and feelings.

He felt that Si Yu's eyes were full of aggression when he looked at his sister, which made him very vigilant, and instinctively didn't want Si Yu to get close to his sister.

"Little sister, men and women are seven years old at different tables, you should keep your distance from Si Yu in the future." Song Jinfu's face was solemn, and he said almost seductively.

Song Zhao was keenly aware of Song Jinfu's hostility towards Si Yu, and said crisply, "Third brother, Si Xiaolang is a very good gentleman, you must not make him unhappy." ”

Song Zhao was very worried that the third brother was young and frivolous, and he provoked the god of death without knowing it.

The little girl instructed as if she was facing a great enemy, and Song Jinfu's heart was sour.

I've never seen my sister care so much about a foreign man, shouldn't she be bewitched by Si Yu's shocking appearance?

Yes.

My sister is already twelve, and it should be the age when love first blossoms, so it's not surprising that she was attracted to Si Yu.

But his sister is about to get married, and he only has one sister left.

It doesn't hurt much, how uncomfortable is it if you are abducted by a foreign man?

Although he also understands that his sister will marry sooner or later, he hopes that day will come later.

Song Jinfu secretly made up his mind that he must guard against Si Yu and not let him have a chance.

The brother and sister had different thoughts, and they went out of the house together, and two carriages and a few horses were already prepared outside.

Old Taijun Song, Song Yu, and several elders of the Yun family were already sitting in the first carriage.

Song Jinfu's eyes flashed slightly, according to normal logic, the ladies were in the carriage, and he and Si Yu should ride horses.

However, the carriage was hooked with a beaded curtain, and if Si Yu rode the horse, it would inevitably not occupy his sister's sight.

Song Jinfu immediately grabbed Si Yu's arm, "Si Xiaolangjun, I saw you at first sight, let's talk about poetry and poetry with the elders in the carriage." ”

Si Yu, "......"

He didn't want to thank you.

But Song Jinfu couldn't help but drag him to the carriage.

Song Qi was the last to come out, today is her home field, but she is dressed no different from usual.

It is completely different from the grandeur of the first time I went to Egret Villa and the marriage of the Duan period, and I don't seem to take it to heart.

Song Zhao hid his doubts and got into the second carriage with his sister.

Because the orchid exhibition was not far from the general's mansion, Song Yu only asked Qi Jun to bring four or five escorts to the carriage.

Song Qi, who has always been steady, rolled up the bead curtain for the first time, and looked out of the curtain intentionally or unintentionally.

She didn't seem to have slept well last night, and there was a gray color under her eyes, which was not completely covered even with fat powder.

"Sister, don't you want to see your husband?" Song Zhao picked up a cup of honey milk and drank it in small sips.

Song Qi's eyebrows moved slightly, and he turned his face away like a disguise, and said softly, "Silly sister, the woman and the concubine should get married, otherwise it will be against virtue and a big mistake, how can there be anything willing or unwilling." ”

Song Zhao pouted.

If she hadn't died once, she would have the same idea as her sister.

But the modern world she saw when she was in Penglai Mountain was not as constrained by this world, and she was particularly tolerant of women.

In the modern world, a woman does not need to get married, and she can live a good life, which is much more comfortable than marrying and serving her mother-in-law.

When it comes to getting married, she thinks about her past life...... She was full of trust in the prince, and the bitter fruit she got in the end.

Men, most of them are not good things.

So in this life, Song Zhao will not marry at all.

The carriage swayed, and Song Zhao was a little drowsy.

Her slightly blind eyes, in a hazy haze, saw Song Qi intently looking at Qi Jun outside the bead curtain and riding on the side.

Song Zhao suddenly lost his sleepiness.

She had a bold guess, her sister was so preoccupied, didn't she fall in love with the Qi soldiers?

It was a lifelong event for his sister, and Song Zhao began to carefully recall the fate of Qi Jun in his previous life in his mind.