Song Jingxian was anxious to see Song Zhao, and was very impatient with Di Xiao who was blocking him in front of him.

"I'm the prince of the Song Mansion, and I came here to pick up my little sister, and I still need an invitation?"

Di Xiao Mo said emotionally, "Today, there is an endless stream of dignitaries and dignitaries who come and go to the Governor's Mansion, and the queen mother is here for the banquet, and she also took the invitation. No entry is allowed without an invitation. ”

Song was envious and his eyebrows were gloomy.

With his identity, he comes and goes freely wherever he goes, and it is the first time he has touched a cold nail.

He disdained to argue with the minions, and walked to the house.

Di Xiao took out his handcuff and asked gloomily, "If you can't get the invitation, will the prince of Song still be able to break through?" ”

He looked at Song Jingxian vigilantly, and let out a sneer in his heart.

Sure enough, he knew.

The people of the Song family are not well-intentioned.

Song Zhao failed to assassinate his master three times and twice, so he adopted a policy of gentleness and coaxed his master into a daze.

Di Xiao estimated that Song Zhao would definitely be unfavorable to his master, so he specially asked Song Jingxian for help.

The brother and sister took advantage of today's crowd and chaos to try to meet with each other.

Fortunately, he Di Xiao was a clever ghost, and he guarded the door in advance and stopped Song Jingxian.

He must not allow anyone to harm his master.

"You!"

Song was envious and angry.

He was so worried about his sister that he came out in a hurry and didn't bring anything.

He wanted to make a fuss desperately and clean up this high-eyed minion well.

If you really do this, the scene is too ugly, and it will cause Xiaomei to be embarrassed with him.

That's it.

Song took a step back and stood guard outside the door with a gloomy face.

He's just waiting here.

At the end of the banquet, I can always see my little sister.

*

Song Zhao was blocked in the pavilion by Empress Gu.

Outside the pavilion is a rockery, which isolates the noise.

Empress Gu sat upright on the stone pier and looked at Song Zhao critically.

"Song Zhao, your family has rebelled and refused to surrender to the palace and the prince, don't you plan to give an explanation to the palace?"

Song Zhao stared at the big eyes, pretending to be stupid, "What did the queen mother say?" The little girl didn't quite understand. ”

Queen Gu sneered, "Okay, there are no outsiders here, you don't have to pretend to be naïve." Bengong knows that you are not a simple girl, and Bengong wants you to open the skylight and say something! ”

Song Zhao was shy, "The little girl still hasn't been able to catch up, she is an innocent little girl!" What is opening the sunroof and speaking brightly? Where did you get a window in the sky? ”

Empress Gu, "......"

She stroked the golden armor sleeve in her left hand and smiled with interest, "The little girl of the Song family is really an eye-opener for this palace, and this palace was afraid that you would not be able to complete the task." Now it seems that you are very much in line with the appetite of this palace. This palace wants you, spy on Si Yu, monitor all his motives, and report to this palace at any time. ”

Song Zhao played with a hibiscus flower, and the corners of his lips rose obliquely, "The queen is very loving, but the little girl can't do it." ”

Empress Gu slowly got up and looked down at Song Zhao condescendingly.

The complicated palace clothes were spread out behind her, and her bearing was graceful.

In a gifted tone, he said, "This palace knows that you are an ambitious girl, if your Song family wants to support Xiaoyu, it is better to support the prince."

The crown prince is only one step away from becoming the emperor, and if you help him, this palace will allow you to be the future crown princess.

In the future, when the crown prince ascends the throne, you will be the queen, how? ”

The song on the other side of the stage was already sung high.

The singing is high and low, up and down.

And Song Zhao's mood at this time was calm and almost cold.