There was silence all around.

Si Yu spun around and jumped from his horse, stepping on his military boots and heading in the direction of Song Zhao.

The 30,000 Black Shield Army lined up to open up an unimpeded avenue for him.

The bloody and murderous aura that flowed out of the scene made people fearful.

Song Zhao heard the movement and looked up.

The sun was dazzling, and she squinted slightly.

The young man has a long and jade body, a golden crown and a three-finger-wide belt outlining his tall and straight figure.

From Song Zhao's point of view, what he could see was his well-defined jawline, as well as the superior sharp Adam's apple between his shirts.

Sexy and good-looking.

At this moment, the thought that flashed through my mind was:

Her god came.

Si Yu lowered his eyes and looked at her, his dark eyes were quiet and silent, his eyes were trembling slightly, forbearance and restraint.

"Come to me."

"Fourth brother." Song Zhao got up and walked up to him, tilting his head curiously,

"You weren't supposed to go to the barracks to report, why did you come here?"

The brain was still dizzy, and suddenly he got together, and his feet shook uncontrollably.

A hand hooked her waist and led her to a warm embrace.

"Why don't you look at you for a while, you have to be bullied."

Si Yu's slightly helpless sigh came from above his head.

The voice was close to her, and the breath sprayed on her ears and cheeks, stoic and restrained.

"Without my brother here, what should Ah Zhaozhao do?"

Song Zhao felt guilty.

She knew that Lord Quanchen had just ascended to the throne, and it was time for the day to take care of everything, but she made such a big move for her.

The resentment against him yesterday suddenly disappeared.

Si Yu's throat rolled, the emotions in her eyes were hidden deeply, her fingertips rubbed lightly on her forehead, and she asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?" ”

The little lady of the Song family is pampered, and her skin is delicate and fair, without a trace of flaws.

However, at this time, a bruise appeared on her forehead.

Although the injury was not serious, it was the stinging Si Yu's eyes.

This is the little daughter-in-law he planned to marry home, and he was reluctant to touch it, but he was injured by outsiders.

It was as if I had been hit hard in the heart.

The pain quickly spread throughout the body.

"It doesn't hurt." Song Zhao pursed his lips, very well-behaved and sensible.

The little girl was not aggrieved at all, but Si Yu couldn't swallow this breath.

He suddenly picked up Song Zhao and snapped his fingers.

The two sergeants sent up the high-end atmosphere and high-grade gold silk soft collapse, and Si Yu leaned over and put Song Zhao on the collapse.

Song Zhao said embarrassedly, "You don't have to be so pompous......

The young man raised his hand and held her shoulder domineeringly, and his low magnetic voice was firm and powerful, "I have promised to make your wishes come true and everything will go well." If you bully you today, my brother will not let anyone go. ”

Such an unhesitating preference for pampering.

It was something that Song Zhao had never felt.

At this moment, Song Zhao's heartbeat was slightly unbalanced.

Xia Qingyao came back to her senses from her stunned gaze and was stunned.

Is this crazy?

For such a trivial matter, so many sergeants were dispatched, and the faint king was just like this.

Seeing that the crowd was silent, Xia Qingyao suppressed her fear, mustered up her courage, and spoke like a righteous woman, "The governor of the capital is so majestic, in broad daylight, and it is bright and clear, how can you let your power and wantonly harm the people?" Is it to shield Song Zhao? ”

Si Yu stretched his sleeves.

The eyebrows and eyes are as deep as a dark hell, and the fingertips play with the horsewhip in their hands, which is evil and dangerous.

"Today, the governor of Pontus is here, and all those who have leisure and gossip will be beheaded."