Song Zhao raised her eyelashes, and her round eyes seemed to be holding a pool of clear water

"Are you a pervert?"

Si Yu's brows jumped fiercely, "? ”

Song Zhao glanced at him deeply, and said without emotion, "I'm still a little girl who hasn't reached the end of the year, my brother is now looking for me to fall in love, do you think it's appropriate?" ”

Si Yu chuckled.

He walked up to her on his long legs.

His shoulders were shortened, and his dark gaze was level with Song Zhao.

Look at each other, and each can see each other's clear eyelashes.

She heard his voice say pious and serious, "Then brother, when you grow up, can you get the right of first choice for Ah Zhao?" ”

The little girl was clutching the hollow gold bell on her skirt, and her finger joints were a little white.

"Huh?"

I didn't wait for a response.

Si Yu stood up straight.

The man's eyes were dark and gloomy, as if there was a layer of haze, revealing his imperceptible tension and expectation at this time.

"Zhao?"

Song Zhao's throat tightened, and he said decisively, "No." ”

"Why not?"

Song Zhao didn't want to say.

Si Yu paused.

The head slowly lowered and touched his forehead with Song Zhao's forehead, and the pale cyan veins in his neck rose and fell slightly with his breathing.

He spoke very slowly,

"What are your criteria for choosing a mate, say it all, and my brother will realize it for you."

Song Zhao was in a bitter mood.

She wants to tell Si Yu that the girl you like has wanted to assassinate you many times.

Although every time it is self-defeating, her desire to kill him is real.

She tried to tell him as lightly and calmly as possible, "We, it's not suitable. ”

Lord Quanchen only felt that she had sacrificed her life to save him three times that he would have this kind of thought about her.

If only God knew that she was not going to save him, but to kill him.

Won't like her.

Song Zhao knew that Lord Quan Chen was actually a perfect mate to choose a partner.

Marrying him is equivalent to having absolute security, and you no longer have to be afraid.

But she couldn't convince herself to accept Si Yu's intentions.

Especially, when Si Yu didn't know the truth.

Si Yu's eyes were dark.

He sensed that Song Zhao was hiding something from him, but it was clear that she didn't want to tell him now.

Since she didn't say it, he wouldn't force it.

Simply, she still has two years to reach the age of marriage.

The little girl is not in love yet, and I don't know what amazing and talented man she missed.

But it doesn't matter.

He would make her feel that she was his after all.

Song Zhao was quite afraid that Lord Quanchen would lose his temper.

He didn't get angry, just patted her on the head and said softly, "Go home." ”

Song Zhao breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, but also had a subtle amazement.

The third prince dissipated most of the wine, rubbed his eyes and sat up, "Hey, benefactor? Have you come to find this prince? ”

Si Yu seemed to smile, "Is the wine delicious?" ”

"Still, okay." The third prince laughed and burped.

Si Yu's face was expressionless.

raised his hand to untie a jar of wine, fished out the third prince, and poured it into his mouth.

Song Zhao was nervous, "Four...... Si Xiaolangjun, the third prince can't drink so much. ”

Si Yu was gentle, "Since he likes to drink, let's drink more, Pontus is good for him." ”

The Third Prince, "......" So, will love disappear?

I drank half of the jar and fainted directly.

Si Yu didn't care about him and walked out with Song Zhao.

*

On the way home, Si Yu and Song Zhao rode a horse together.

Because Song Zhao is dressed as a man, he didn't attract attention.

Song Zhao was extremely uncomfortable, "Si Xiaolangjun, I'll go down and go by myself." ”

She had just rejected Si Yu, so she was embarrassed to get along with him naturally.

Si Yu's chest shook slightly, and his voice was low and magnetic, "You don't say that I am a potential stock, you want to give me some sweetness, let me remember your goodness, and become an ally with you." ”

Song Zhao, "......"

Good end-of-the-road.

What did you do with the embarrassing drunkenness of that night.

Blame the embarrassment.

Si Yu was serious, "It's useless to take precautions, you have to persevere to the end, you can't do it halfway, you know?" ”

Song Zhao was stunned.

He pinched her ears and smiled lowly, "If you want your brother to be your ally, please continue to approach me, be good to me, and give my brother more sweetness, my brother is happy, you can do whatever you want?" ”

Song Zhao was shocked.

So Lord Quanchen didn't dislike her real power, but wanted her to continue to be the same as before?

The gloom in her heart suddenly dissipated by more than half.

Probably feeling confident, she tugged at his cuffs and asked curiously,

"Didn't you carve a little statue of me, I want to see it."

Si Yu stepped forward and said lightly, "It was broken." ”

Song Zhao frowned, feeling very distressed.

Si Yu told her the cause and effect.

As soon as he returned to the mansion, Song Zhao ran to Si Yu's bedroom and saw the broken statue that had been pieced together on the low table.

Such an expensive imperial green, just like that!

Song Zhao is so angry!

Her cheeks puffed out, and her eyes burned with flames.

"Fourth brother, you accompany me to play a play."

*

Next.

Wang Meiren and Bai Meiren went to greet Song Zhao as usual.

saw that Song Zhao and Si Yu were arguing.

Si Yu blamed Song Zhao for ruining his imperial green, and Song Zhao refuted with an aggrieved face.

The two argued for a long time and broke up unhappily.

Wang Meiren looked at this scene and felt very proud.

It seems that it is not far from Song Zhao and Si Yu to break up.

She could take the opportunity to enter right away and ask Si Yu and her Hongluan to be turned over.

The white beauty was also a little excited in her heart.

She didn't do anything, she just took advantage of Wang Meiren, and she could reap the benefits of the fisherman.

"Miss Song is angry, most of the governors are anxious, and it is inevitable that her words will not sound good, so you should take care of them more." Wang Meiren said hypocritically and comfortably.

Song Zhao snorted coldly, "He's gone too far, this Governor's Mansion, I can't stay anymore!" ”

Wang Meiren's eyes lit up.

quickly changed to a worried expression, "This is not good, Miss Song is deeply trusted by the Metropolitan Governor to take charge of the inner house for him." You are the pillar of the slave maid, if you leave, what will happen to this inner house? ”

Song Zhao said angrily, "It's okay to change someone, I won't serve anyway." ”

After speaking, his eyes swept over the face of the white beauty Wang Meiren.

Wang Meiren pressed the snickering joy, and hinted madly, "It's better to be a slave—"

"White beauty, come with me to the dormitory, I have something to explain to you."

Song Zhao threw down this sentence.

Bai Meiren was stunned for a moment, and then calmly followed Song Zhao away.

Wang Meiren was in place in disbelief.

*

"Miss Song, do you have anything to explain to the slave?"

The white beauty lowered her head.

She knew that Song Zhao was not easy to deal with, so she was always vigilant.

Song Zhao took out an account book and put it in Bai Meiren's hand, "Bai Meiren, I am very optimistic about you, from today on, you will be in charge of this inner house." ”

The white beauty was stunned, joy flashed from the bottom of her eyes, and she modestly refused, "Ah, the slave is not good, Miss Song has lifted the slave." ”

Song Zhao waved his hand, "No, you can do it, I will teach you how to manage it, and when you learn it, I will make you a concubine and make you the head of this mansion." ”