Late at night, Si Yu returned to his residence, in an empty cave.

He has a special status, although he can freely enter and leave the banquets of any powerful family, no one will take him seriously, so he will not arrange a place to live.

But it's also a lot more convenient, at least you don't have to strain your nerves all the time.

Si Yu sat cross-legged on the ground and lifted the hem of his shirt.

On the well-textured abdomen, a visibly blurred wound was oozing blood.

This is the injury that Si Yu suffered while practicing martial arts a few days ago, and for some reason, the wound has not been able to heal.

Di Xiao quietly appeared and handed the poultice and bandage he bought to Si Yu.

He knelt on the ground and hesitated to speak, "Your Highness, do you really want to help that Second Song girl tomorrow?" But there are many people on the racecourse, and the subordinates will be seen by those who have a heart to see the strength of His Highness, and His Highness's patience in the past is likely to be wasted. ”

"It's just a horse race, I can't hide in the shadows forever, sooner or later I'm going to show my bottom." Si Yu wrapped the bandage around the wound unhurriedly, and his voice was cold and undulating.

He's been holding back long enough, and it's time to show his edge little by little.

Di Xiao was worried, "But the wounds on His Highness's body have not healed yet, and the horseback riding movement is too big, and it may collapse......"

"No problem." Si Yu put on his clothes with an indifferent expression.

This little wound can be just a night's rest, don't worry about it.

If you promise the little girl, you can't break your promise.

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Following.

Song Zhao had something on his mind, he didn't sleep well all night, and got up early.

After washing up under the service of the bell, Song Zhao went to Song Qi's house.

Song Qi didn't sleep well because of Song Zhao's words last night.

The two sisters looked at each other tacitly with rabbit-like red eyes at the same time, and went hand in hand to find Song Yu.

After having breakfast with Song Yu, the father and daughter went directly to the racecourse.

There are not many people at the racecourse, because most of the officials choose to go to the hot springs to enjoy the flowers, and the people who come here are the official eunuchs of the military department.

As soon as Song Yu came, he inevitably had to socialize with his colleagues.

Song Zhao and Song Qi found a place to sit down.

Song Zhao specially searched for the highest seat, and when he raised his eyes and swept the four directions, he saw the most dazzling figure on the platform.

Si Yu is wearing an ink-colored slim brocade robe today, which is very suitable for the costume of horse racing, and his posture is as tall as a pine.

He stood alone in the crowd, like the brightest star in the night sky.

The moment Song Zhao saw him, his heart quietly fell.

She had good eyesight and noticed that Si Yu's face was a little abnormally pale.

After pondering for a while, Song Zhao picked up a plate of osmanthus cake at hand, and ran to him with his skirt.

"Didn't you have breakfast? Take this pad for your belly! ”

If you want a horse to run, you have to give it grass.

Song Zhao was short of qi and blood as soon as he saw Si Yu, worried that he would not be able to hold on.

Si Yu's face was expressionless.

is not at peace in his heart, his identity, everyone is afraid of having a relationship with him.

Song Zhao showed goodwill with him in front of everyone, wasn't he afraid of arousing suspicion?

"Take it quickly~" Song Zhao urged in a low voice, his eyes shining.

Si Yu's eyes were surging, and he slowly took it, twisted a piece of osmanthus cake with his fingertips, and his thin lips were slightly bent.

Little girl, how bold you are.

But when I thought of the purpose of her doing this, it was all to marry another man.

The young man's face darkened again, and the osmanthus cake in his hand was no longer fragrant.

Song Zhao, "......"

The sky doesn't change as fast as a little pervert.

She didn't linger long, and turned back to her seat.

Everyone was doing their own thing and didn't notice the little episode.

Song Qi looked at his sister inquiringly, "Zhaozhao, how can you talk to Si Yu?" When did you meet? ”

With Si Yu's identity, my sister shouldn't be in her eyes.

Song Zhaotuan covered his face with a fan and said softly, "Because I have never seen a handsome little Langjun like Si Yu~"

Song Qi, "......"

Suddenly, there is a sense of crisis that my sister is going to be taken away!