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565 Song Zhao is about to give up on him 2

Gu Xinlian choked.

No matter how much she likes Si Yu, she is embarrassed to say it out directly. Princess Zhaoyang is too embarrassed to be too embarrassed.

But he was not willing to be at a disadvantage in front of so many people. He couldn't help but straighten his back and said confidently, "But the Gu family has posted a post with the Marquis..."

Song Zhao asked back, "Can the Marquis accept your purse?"

Gu Xinlian thought you really reminded me.

I have guessed the riddle that I should guess.

It seems that it's time to give a wallet.

Gu Xinlian was stared coldly by Song Zhao, and his mind became hot. He took out the exquisite embroidered purse from his sleeve, and plucked up the courage to hand it to Si Yu.

"Mr. Marquis, please accept it."

Si Yu's eyebrows moved slightly.

Gu Xinlian's slightly red cheeks and shining eyes were fully visible under the bright lights.

Song Zhao looked at this scene silently.

She resisted not looking for Si Yu these days, just giving him time to digest and then talked after he calmed down.

I came here today to wait for Si Yu to give her the exact answer.

Before she came, she thought that if Si Yu was willing to accept her, they would make up. If she didn't, then she would respect his choice.

But at this moment.

It's really time to choose.

When Song Zhao thought that Si Yu might choose Gu Xinlian and gave all his love to her to the woman next to him, Song Zhao couldn't bear it.

The depressed mood, which had been restrained for several days, was instantly ignited and amplified.

Si Yu held a glass of wine in one hand.

Slightly shake your fingertips and sprinkle a few drops of wine.

Hearing Gu Xinlian's words, he paused.

Before he could make the next move, he didn't expect that his wrist would be grasped.

The next second, the girl's cold and cold voice sounded, "Take it."

Si Yu's eyes moved upwards and met a expressionless face.

Song Zhao lowered his head against the light and looked down at him.

Light and shadow hit her face, and that face was exquisite and beautiful, and was hit by light and shadow, which made people feel even more thrilling beauty.

"Why don't you move?" Song Zhao continued to speak.

Si Yu, "?"

He glanced at the girl's white wrists.

Her fingers were tightly covered him, and two fingers were different from the whiteness and tenderness of other fingers, and they looked like they were burnt.

Si Yu finally came to his senses. It turned out that the cup of tea cup was hot?

Gu Xinlian, "..."

You are fucking holding his hand, he can't move even if he wants to!

"I took Princess Zhaoyang to treat the wound."

Si Yu said.

The jawline fluctuates with the movements of speaking, extending to the Adam's apple, serious and sexy.

As he said that, he got up, and took Song Zhao to hold his wrist and quickly left the scene with her.

Everyone, "..."

?

What's going on?

This is great, why did the Marquis take people away? Could it be that he just regretted it and wanted to choose Princess Zhaoyang again?

Gu Xinlian still kept handing her purse, and saw this and took it back embarrassedly.

Originally, it was her home court tonight, but when Song Zhao came, everything was ruined.

Gu Xinlian must not let Song Zhao steal her husband, this is her only chance.

Gu Xinlian looked at the direction where Si Yu left, turned around and ran towards the direction of Jiaofang Hall.

Si Yu took Song Zhao to where he lived in the palace.

A very small house, with only one soft and a table, and the candlelight is dim.

After Si Yu left the palace and moved to the palace, the people in the palace did not dare to touch his house.

Song Zhao was pushed to the soft collapse by the man, "let go."

Si Yu lowered his eyes.

The girl grabbed the tight green veins of his wrist, as if she was afraid that he would run away.

Si Yu lowered his eyes slightly and looked into her slightly raised eyes.

She put on charming makeup that he had never seen before today, and her eyes were slightly raised and she became much more mature.

Song Zhao didn't say anything, but stared at him without saying a word.
Chapter completed!
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