Si Yu's eyes moved lightly, his fingertips lightly, his forehead was broken, and his expression was dim and unpredictable. "The identity of being able to follow the governor is the sergeant, except for the sergeant, who is the kind of person who cares about the life of Yun Xiu in the team. Which one do you choose?"

Before Song Zhao made a choice, Si Yu's jaw moved and said slowly, "If you choose those two, you have to do things according to your identity, and the road will be very hard."

Song Zhao frowned in a tangled and delicate brow.

She is the daughter of a general in charge of the country, and the first-rank princess Zhaoyang... how can she do something to be humble?

She had a sudden inspiration and asked with some expectations, "Is there any kind of person who doesn't need to do things, just eat and drink, and don't look at anyone's identity?"

Si Yu was waiting for Song Zhao to say this, raised his eyebrows upwards, and said softly and slowly, "My wife."

Song Zhao's eyes were watery, his eyebrows were shook, "No, how could his wife go south with his husband...

With your status as you, your wife usually stays at home. Besides, you will be seen through before you get married. Why don’t you be a good concubine?"

concubine……

Si Yu frowned slightly, raised his hand, rubbed the corner of her eyes with a finger, meaningful, "Will you feel wronged our Song family Azhao?"

In fact, originally, he just wanted Song Zhao to be his close-fitting body, put it in front of him, and be able to stare at him all the time, for a moment.

Who knows that Song Zhao wants to be his concubine...will that be fine...

"No, I also want to post a family tree. This is easy for those who are interested to catch the handle." Song Zhao held his cheek with both hands and racked his brains to think for a long time, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "By the way, I can be your outdoor room."

Si Yu had just taken a sip of herbal tea, and he heard this and choked on his throat.

"Cough cough..." The man pressed his fist against his lips, lowered his eyes and coughed with shock. His reaction was too strong, and his fair handsome man appeared slightly rosy.

"You mean..." He seemed unbelievable, and felt ridiculous, his voice was low and hoarse, "Outdoor?"

"Yes, it's the outdoor room!" Song Zhao felt it was feasible, so he picked up his fingers and analyzed it, "Look, raising an outdoor room is something that every man wants to do. He doesn't need a formal name. If he sees a beautiful girl on the road, he can get it back and raise it secretly. If I pretend to be your outdoor room, no one will be suspicious, and no one will be caught."

In short, the identity of the outdoor room is foolproof.

And she can also use this identity to act freely without having to serve others.

Si Yu put down the teacup and looked at her.

The little girl was very clear when she analyzed it, her smile was as sweet as soft and sweet pastry.

The night wind blew across the eaves of the corridor and gently brought it into the military tent with the coolness of the evening.

His eyebrows and eyes were curling, even though his heart was already rippling, he had a serious face cold and said, "If you are an outdoor room, you have to serve the governor. Don't you want to work too hard?"

"I'm fine to serve you alone." Song Zhao agreed without thinking, because she knew that the powerful ministers were reluctant to bear to endure her hardship.

The little girl trusted him completely and called Si Yu inexplicably passionate.

There is always a feeling of a big-tailed wolf seducing the little white rabbit.

Too sinful.
Chapter completed!