Yun rolled his eyes and said angrily, "Your dynasty is a parent-child costume? That was decided by the Emperor's ancestor. If you say it, change it. Do you think the country belongs to yours?"

Song Bing's aggrieved furry nose.

But he was just jealous of Si Yu's ability to wear the same cotton jacket as his little cotton jacket!

Song Jingxiu Song Chen'ai and the other two were both eager to speak at the same time.

Those who are less than the first rank of the official position are not even qualified to attend a banquet with their sister, and they have no place to cry.

Seeing that he was about to set off, Song Jingxian asked with little confidence, "Grandmaster, my little sister said you have already arranged it. Can you make sure that there is no problem this time?"

Yesterday, Nanyue revealed the intention of holding a banquet for Song Zhao. Today, rumors that Song Zhao was about to marry Nanyue have been circulated in the palace.

The rumors cannot be spread for no reason. It must be that the South Vietnamese delegation discussed something with Emperor Yuan Chun.

The Song family's heart was so worried that they couldn't even suppress it.

"Don't worry." Si Yu calmed down the Song family, his eyes fell on Song Zhao, with an ambiguity that only Song Zhao understood, "I will never let A Zhao marry someone else."

Song Zhao immediately turned his face away and unnaturally played with the tassels that fell on his shoulders.

With Si Yu's promise, the Song family felt at ease. Thinking about today's Hongmen Banquet, they did not notice Song Zhao's strangeness.

Old Mrs. Song looked at it and thought the couple was quite interesting. She quietly pulled Si Yu aside, "Why, Zhao Zhao is having a quarrel with you?"

The old man was full of faces and was very concerned about his granddaughter's love life.

Si Yu thought about it seriously, and replied carefully, "It's probably... that's shy."

Thinking of his forced Song Zhao to make the request to attack Junma last night, Si Yu was filled with fighting spirit.

Old Mrs. Song was complicated. Was the little granddaughter started to be shy so soon?

Does it mean that her little cabbage will be poached by Si Yu soon?

When they set off, Yun and the old lady Song were in a carriage, while Song Zhao was alone.

Song Bing led the team in front, and Si Yu followed Song Zhaoma slowly and protected her quietly at the closest place to her.

When he was shaking and staggering, the pearl curtain moved slightly, and Song Zhao quietly picked a corner.

Unexpectedly, it was opposite to the eyes that Si Yu had been watching.

The powerful minister sat firmly on the horse, his robe and skirt were blown vigorously by the wind.

The pair of peach blossom eyes, which were so seductive in the night, suddenly had a faint smile at the end of her eyes when they looked at her.

Song Zhao's eyes were hot, and he hurriedly put down the bead curtain and sat upright, never daring to have any other thoughts.

After the carriage entered the palace gate, several elders had to go to Baohe Palace to pay their respects first.

When Song Zhao got off the carriage, Si Yu quickly held his arm around him and said with a smile, "Princess Zhaoyang is careful."

Song Zhao lowered his head and did not look at him. He tidied up his sleeves and said with a gentle look, "Thank you."

When his feet landed on the ground, Si Yu quickly closed his hand, and with his big sleeves covering his fingertips, he hooked his fingertips into Song Zhao's palm.

Song Zhao curled up his fingertips, which made people's eyes awkward, so he could only use his eyes to draw him out with his tail, "Please be more restrained."

Si Yu chased his fingertips, "Didn't you forget what you said last night?"

Song Zhao said with a slight smile, "I haven't lost my memory."

The sun was quite strong today. When it shone on Song Zhao, she felt a little hot, and she shook the round fan and walked forward quickly.

"You ran too fast last night." Si Yu followed behind slowly, looking indulging his baby to play, and his voice was magnetic and nice. "Brother forgot to ask you, how many betrothal gifts do you want?"
Chapter completed!