Si Yu waited impatiently.

What romance, what kind of wind and snow, all go to death.

It's better for him to ask directly.

Carrying light gong to the outside of Song Zhao's courtyard.

The courtyard where Song Zhao lived was specially renovated by Si Yu and the Zhaoyang Courtyard of the Song Mansion.

Because he knew that Song Zhao was afraid of the dark, Si Yu also specially ordered someone to make glass lamps and hang them on all sides of the courtyard.

Brightly lit.

At a glance, Si Yu saw the smashed statues scattered on the ground, and the black embroidered handkerchiefs that had been stepped on.

Si Yu was silent for a while.

Squat on the ground and pick them up one by one.

*

Song Zhao stayed awake all night.

Early in the morning, Mrs. Song sent a message that the second uncle and aunt returned home three days later and asked her to pack up and go home.

Song Zhao used breakfast silently.

She has never come out of the dilemma of spitting the truth after being drunk.

I don't know how to face Lord Quanchen, and I don't want to see the eyes of Lord Quanchen disgusted with her.

But escaping is not the way to go.

Before leaving, she should go and explain to Si Yu.

Stretching out the head with a knife, shrinking the head is also a knife.

finally gained Si Yu's trust and became the best ally with him, so he couldn't just part ways.

Song Zhao took a deep breath, cheered for himself, and went to Si Yu in good spirits.

However.

As soon as I arrived in Si Yu's courtyard, I saw Wang Meiren coming out of Si Yu's bedroom.

Wang Meiren was holding the soup Gu in her hand, which was the chicken soup she brought to Si Yu.

Who knew that before he entered the house, he let Si Yu scold him.

At this moment, he looked at Song Zhao's weak appearance.

Wang Meiren's eyes flashed, and she saluted in a coquettish voice, "Miss Song, the slave maid just sent chicken soup to the Metropolitan Governor, and the Metropolitan Governor likes to drink it." ”

Song Zhao's eyes fell on Wang Meiren's soup Gu, because the packaging was very tight, he couldn't tell whether Si Yu drank it or not.

She pursed her lips and walked around Wang Meiren.

Wang Meiren was embarrassed, "Miss Song, please stay, the Metropolitan Governor has a deep grudge against you, and he is angry, and he may not want to see you." ”

Song Zhao was stunned.

She has a conflict with Si Yu, and only the two of them know about it.

How did Wang Meiren know?

Could it be that when Lord Quan Chen drank Wang Meiren's chicken soup, he couldn't help but complain to Wang Meiren about her power?

Song Zhao immediately became angry.

Although she did something wrong, it was also a contradiction between her and Lord Quanchen.

How could Lord Quan tell Wang Meiren about this traitor?

Don't you see that Wang Mei is bewitching and beautiful, and you really plan to keep her, right?

If this is the case, Song Zhao really needs to ask clearly.

If Si Yu really had this idea, then she wouldn't help him solve Wang Meiren.

Song Zhao came to the door of the dormitory, raised his hand and patted the door.

"Fourth brother, I have something to tell you!"

One door away.

Si Yu sat cross-legged by the window.

He was still wearing the same clothes as last night, maintaining this position, and he didn't move all night.

On the low table in front of him was a statue smashed into pieces.

Si Yu watched.

The heart seemed to be cut by a blunt knife.

I only felt that it was not the statue that was broken, but one of his hearts.

Song Zhao's soft voice came from his ears.

He felt extremely harsh.

He's not really a guy who likes to talk about love.

More often than not, he likes to show it in action.

Listening to Fu Nanqian's advice and confessing to Song Zhao, he made a lot of determination.

This statue was also carved by him with his heart.

was abandoned by Song Zhao.

If you don't like it, you don't like it, so why destroy it.

She just hates him, huh?

It's not enough to ruin his true heart, do you still want to make him miserable through words?

The young man closed his eyes and said in a low and gloomy voice, "I don't want to see her." ”

Di Xiao jumped out of the window and said to Song Zhao coldly, "The master doesn't want to see you, please leave." ”

Song Zhao also heard Si Yu's words that he resisted and didn't want to see her.

Since Lord Quanchen said so, what face does she have to stay.

Song Zhao drooped his head.

The light in the eyes of a pair of cats was extinguished.

Wang Meiren gloated and watched this scene.

Song Zhao's mood at this time was greater than embarrassment.

Don't want to make people laugh.

She turned and walked out.

What a failure.

Lord Kwon Chan just knew the truth that she wanted to win him over, so he was so angry that he didn't want to see her again.

If one day she finds out that she wants to kill her, won't she turn against her?

For the sake of her life, she better stay away from him.

When he thought about it like this, Song Zhao's mood was particularly clogged.

"Song Jiazhao, why are you so depressed?"

Fu Nanqian walked over from a distance, and he was followed by a rare guest, the third prince.

Song Zhaoqiang cheered up and said goodbye, "The third prince is fine." ”

The third prince glanced at Song Zhao critically, then looked in the direction behind her, and said with a smile, "Were you kicked out by your benefactor?" Hahaha! This prince advised him to stay away from you, a terrible woman, before! It seems that the benefactor really listens to the words of this prince! ”

Song Zhao hung his head, not wanting to deal with him.

Fu Nanqian touched his nose and said kindly, "Third prince, the Metropolitan Governor may be in a bad mood today, you better come back another day, otherwise you will also be kicked out." ”

The third prince was not convinced, "You don't talk nonsense, the benefactor can play for the prince, as soon as the prince comes, the benefactor will happily see the prince." If you don't believe it, I'll show you this. ”

The three princes insisted on breaking into Si Yu's courtyard.

Fu Nanqian couldn't stop it, turned to look at Song Zhao, and asked tentatively, "Song Family Zhaozhao, did the Metropolitan Governor tell you anything yesterday?" ”

Song Zhao wrinkled his nose, "I didn't see Si Xiaolangjun yesterday, he didn't talk to me." ”

Fu Nanqian raised his eyebrows.

I'd like to know more.

Bang –

Suddenly there was a sound of landing in the courtyard.

Followed by.

The third prince was disgraced and limped out.

Fu Nanqian snorted and laughed.

He shook the folding fan and asked with interest, "This is the result of the demonstration of the three princes?" ”

The third prince was very aggrieved and screamed, "Benefactor, how can you be so cruel to this prince, isn't this prince the treasure you sacrificed your life to save back?" ”

Song Zhao, "......"

There is no harm without contrast.

Lord Quan Chen was so cruel to the three princes.

Suddenly, I felt comforted.

The third prince rubbed his old waist and was angry, "The benefactor is in a bad mood today, it seems that only this prince goes to Pingchun Lou alone, and this prince still wants to introduce him to a few beauties." ”

Song Zhao asked, "What is Pingchun Tower?" ”

The third prince said, "It's a first-class Qinglou in the capital, this prince won't tell you, this prince will leave first." ”

Song Zhao has never been to the Qinglou.

That kind of fireworks land, my daughter's house has always been impossible to set foot in.

But maybe it's a bad state of mind at this time, and I urgently need to release it.

Song Zhao's stubbornness, which had been hidden in his bones for a hundred years, was instantly hooked out.

Her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and she said crisply, "Third prince, it's boring to go to the Qinglou alone, the little girl will go with you to see and see." ”