The third prince disliked, "You also want to go to the Qinglou with this prince?" ”

Song Zhao raised his head, "Don't the three princes dare to take the little girl with them?" ”

The agitation method really worked.

The third prince held his head high, "This prince wants to squeeze out the dog prince and dominate the country, how can there be something that this prince does not dare to do." ”

Fu Nanqian hesitated, "Song Family Zhaozhao, before you go to the Qinglou, you should talk to the Metropolitan Governor, otherwise the Metropolitan Governor will be angry." ”

Song Zhao frowned, "Si Xiaolangjun doesn't want to see me anymore, so he won't care if I go to the Qinglou or not." ”

The third prince was originally reluctant to take Song Zhao there, but when he heard this, his temperament also came up, "It's the benefactor who doesn't want to deal with us, we can go wherever we want, let the benefactor be bored and go to him." ”

Fu Nanqian was powerless and watched Song Zhao and the three princes leave.

He stood still.

The more I think about it, the more scared I get.

The experience of Song Jiazhaozhao's accident in the Cold Rain Building last time made him a little uneasy.

The third prince is so unreliable, will the Song family Zhaozhao really not have an accident?

If the Song family Zhaozhao had another accident, he couldn't bear the anger of the crazy criticism.

Ponder over.

Fu Nanqian broke into Si Yu's bedroom and told Si Yu about Song Zhao and the third prince going to the Qinglou.

Si Yu's face is like frost.

Hearing this, her eyes only fluctuated for a short time, and then she said coldly, "She can go wherever she wants, what does it have to do with me?" ”

Fu Nanqian pondered that this reaction was wrong.

Bowing his head slightly, he caught a glimpse of the statue on the low table that had been reassembled by Si Yu.

He was stunned, "This is the Song family Zhaozhao you carved?" How did it break like this? ”

Si Yu began to sneer, "This is all a good idea from you." ”

Fu Nanqian deserves to be a staff member.

As soon as he saw Si Yu's reaction, combined with Song Zhao's attitude, he was blessed to his heart, "Wouldn't this be what you carved to Song Jiazhaozhao, and then Song Jiazhaozhao fell?" ”

Si Yu was noncommittal.

Fu Nanqian looked strange and shook the folding fan violently, "That's not right, even if the Song family Zhaozhao doesn't like you, he won't break this statue." Besides, I just saw that the Song family Zhaozhao was kicked out by you and lost his soul, which is comparable to your lovelorn appearance yesterday. ”

Si Yu's heart twitched slightly.

Raising his eyes, he blinked slowly, and his voice was low and hoarse.

"Is she really depressed because of me?"

Fu Nanqian nodded vigorously, and then said, "No, I always think this thing is quite weird, how could the Song family Zhaozhao drop the statue you gave her, even if she doesn't accept it, she won't do such a thing, right?" ”

Si Yu has been deeply injured.

This will calm down a bit.

It's also a little skeptical.

But he clearly ordered Di Xiao to hand it over to Song Zhao, and it was impossible for Di Xiao to betray him.

Si Yu pinched the tip of his nose and suddenly summoned Di Yu in.

"Pontus asks you, are you sure you handed over the statue to Ah Zhao with your own hands?"

Di Xiao hesitated for a moment.

Si Yuyang slapped a gold leaf with his hand, and it was sharply embedded in Di Xiao's knee.

Di Xiao screamed in pain and fell to his knees.

He suppressed the pain and spoke, "My subordinates are guilty, and yesterday my subordinates saw Wang Meiren go to ask Miss Song to say goodbye, so they asked Wang Meiren to send them over on behalf of their subordinates." ”

Si Yu's forehead was bruised, "You should die." ”

Seeing this, Fu Nanqian hurriedly played a round game, "Stop the anger and stop the anger, Di Xiao is also a straight intestine, I didn't think about it so much, the Metropolitan Governor will spare him this time, just punish him to go to the military camp to suffer a little." ”

Si Yu does not have many cronies around him, and Di Yu occupies a very important position.

Si Yu suppressed the killing intent in his heart and said indifferently, "Don't you want to get out yet?" ”

Di Xiao was reluctant to go, he was afraid that he would leave, and Song Zhao wanted to attack his master again.

But he only hesitated for a moment, and Si Yu fanned the golden leaf again, so he had to crawl away.

The green mountains left are here, and I am not afraid of no firewood.

Fu Nanqian smiled at Mimi, "I'll just say it, there is a misunderstanding." Governor Dadu, don't you hurry up and make it clear to Song Jiazhaozhao, if you go one step later, I'm afraid that Song Jiazhaozhao may really fall in love with the beauty of Qinglou. ”

*

Pingchun Building.

Before Song Zhao entered, he went to the ready-to-wear store to buy a man's clothes and dressed up as a blue-headed child.

The third prince was obviously a frequent visitor here, and as soon as he entered, he was warmly welcomed by the old bustard, and invited the two of them to the upper room.

Song Zhao couldn't wait to see the scene of the Qinglou having fun.

Who knew that the third prince opened his mouth and asked for a few jars of wine, saying that he wanted to drink two sips to warm up and then have fun.

Song Zhao thought that the third prince was very good at drinking, but after only two sips of wine, the third prince went up and lay motionless on the table.

Song Zhao, "......"

It's just bald.

The third prince is so embarrassed to come to the Qinglou to have fun?

She held her forehead.

The third prince is unreliable, so she still went out to talk to the young lady by herself.

At that moment, the door was suddenly opened from the outside.

Si Yu appeared in front of Song Zhao in a grand manner.

The young man wears a crescent moon white round-necked regular clothes, is tall and has long legs, and is golden and jade.

He came in with his hands in his hands, his eyes were as cold as ice, and he fell lightly on Song Zhao, making her creepy.

Song Zhao's eyes were stunned.

Why did Lord Quanchen come to Qinglou?

Aren't you here to have fun?

When she was out of her mind, Si Yu had already come to her.

Unexpectedly, the little girl dressed up as a man has a bit of charm.

Si Yu's eyes flashed with a hint of interest, and his heart was inexplicably itchy.

Song Zhao only felt that Lord Quanchen's eyes were ill-intentioned, thinking that he was pretending to be a man, and ordinary people couldn't recognize him, so he pretended not to know him, "This son, you are in the wrong place, and the girls in the Qinglou are all upstairs." ”

Si Yu's deep gaze looked at the little girl's body, and he gently hooked his lips in the middle of the sound, and said lazily, "This son is not looking for a girl today." ”

Song Zhao's brain was stuck for a moment, and he blurted out, "Isn't Childe here to find a male pet?" ”

Si Yu chuckled lowly.

He came in deception.

One hand wrapped around Song Zhao's thin waist, and pressed her against the corner of the wall with his arms, his thin lips were lightly hooked, and his voice was hoarse and moving, "How about looking for you?" ”

Song Zhao was stunned.

It was incredible.

Lord Quanchen is so manly?

No wonder he was so misogynistic in his previous life.

Song Zhao hung his head, didn't dare to look at Si Yu, and said tremblingly, "But I already have a lord to serve, and I can't serve my son anymore......"

She had discovered such a big secret, if the Powerful Minister recognized her, would he be angry and kill her?

Song Zhao was so frightened at this time that he couldn't even breathe steadily, and he just wanted to run away quickly.

But Siyu's hand was firmly clasped around her, not giving her a chance to escape.

The slender fingertips traced her eyebrows and eyes, and whispered, "Xiao Langjun doesn't need to serve this son, this son will serve Xiao Langjun comfortably." ”

He bowed his head.

The straight tip of his nose sank into Song Zhao's crown hair.

The whole person almost pressed Song Zhao against the wall.

A rich sweetness hits the face.

Ever since he knew that Song Zhao didn't like him, he hadn't been able to get close to her anymore.

The situation is special at the moment.

There is a different kind of stimulation.

Song Zhao's heart was pounding.

Lord Quanchen is extremely improper, like a prodigal son.

She subconsciously tilted her head slightly, trying to avoid the strong sense of aggression transmitted by the other party.

But her hand was about to push him, and the strength of the palm clasped on her waist increased slightly.

At the same time, Si Yu's other hand inserted~ into Song Zhao's five fingers and raised her above her head.

Song Zhao had no choice but to raise his head.

Because he is not tall enough.

As far as the eye could see, there was a straight jaw line and a sharp bulging Adam's apple between his throat.

She pretended not to understand his words and frowned, "This son, you seem to smell of alcohol, why don't you wash up?" ”

"Ben Gongzi didn't drink."

Si Yu chuckled.

The hand that landed on her waist stroked hard and slowly along the way in the direction of her back.

"It's masculine."

Song Zhao almost couldn't stand.

The young man's hands were hot, and through the thin shirt, it seemed to carry a kind of magic, which made her whole body soften.

She tried to struggle, but she couldn't.

Si Yu was still staring at her, staring at her little by little reddens at the end of her eyes, like the petals of March's intoxication.

With an ambiguous look in his eyes, he bit the tip of her nose, "Xiao Langjun, this son is going to kiss you." ”

Song Zhao blushed suddenly.