Therefore, the so-called quarrel between Si Yu and Song Zhao before was broken, and Si Yu did it on purpose.

Yes.

This is definitely the case.

Otherwise, if Song Zhao left the Marquis' Mansion that day, how could the spy she sent out easily find out about Si Yu's Mansion?

How could Esyu's scheming allow people in the mansion to spread rumors casually?

Queen Gu was enlightened.

She clenched her lips in annoyance, her eyes as if they were coming to the top of her head. She wished she could swallow Si Yu alive.

All around me was silent.

Everyone who had eaten the big melons lowered their heads tacitly, wishing they could press their faces to the ground. No matter how surprised they were, they could not speak out every word or action.

Even after they leave here, they have to shut up honestly and treat themselves as a deaf and mute person, and must not be tempted by the queen.

The prince sneered, lifted his robe and stood up, approached Si Yu, and released his pressure, "Are you sure you want to marry Song Zhao? Can you bear the price your father wants you to bear?"

Imperial power is supreme.

A thought determines honor and disgrace, and a word determines life and death.

Once Si Yu made a contract that would never rebel, his career and his ambition would be limited there.

The prince knew that Si Yu had set his sights on the position of the crown prince, and as long as he chose to unite with the Gu family, he could share the country with him.

How could he be willing to give up such a good opportunity?

Si Yu's eyes were withdrawn from Song Zhao, and he raised his steps slightly, facing the prince.

The deep peach blossom eyes were cold and clear, and there was a pride between the eyebrows.

He raised his hand and stroked the wrinkled cuffs for the prince with respect, his voice was very low, "No matter how good the country is, how beautiful there is as beautiful as a beauty."

The air seemed to be stagnant, and the omnipresent and omniscient pressure made people breathless.

"You crazy man!" The prince's eyes thrilled and gritted his teeth and cursed.

How could someone want to be a wise man for a woman?

If you weren't crazy, what else could it be?

Si Yu laughed out loud indifferently.

The man was full of energy between his eyebrows and eyes, and when he smiled, his lips were red and his teeth were white, as if he was a simple and harmless young man.

But his blood was filled with the unique high-end temperament of the nobles of the Tian family, and the natural noble and powerful force, as if everything was under control.

Duan Yunsui spoke in a deep voice, "The Marquis's deep love for Princess Zhaoyang is so beautiful.

But today is the Princess Zhaoyang’s bride recruitment meeting. The eldest princess said that whoever gets this purse will be the county horse.”

He passed the purse brightly under Si Yu's nose, making it clear that no matter how much Si Yu admired Song Zhao, he would not have the qualification to marry Song Zhao.

Empress Gu caught the handle and said coldly, "No matter how happy the marquis is to Princess Zhaoyang, he should not bully others and seize his beloved wife from his ministers. Otherwise, if it is spread, what rules can our Tian family nobles have?"

"rule?"

Si Yu smiled and sarcastic.

He asked in confusion, "The Empress said so much, but I don't know who determines the rules of the family in heaven?"

Queen Gu felt that Si Yu asked an idiot question, but still answered, "Of course it depends on the emperor."

Si Yu asked again, "Since that's the case, between the rules and the lord, should this marquis take rules first. Or should the lord take rules first?"

When Empress Gu heard this, she felt that Si Yu was digging a hole for her and did not dare to answer for a moment.

She took a moment, considered a foolproof answer, and then said vigorously, "Of course, the emperor is the first."

Si Yu pinched his wrists, and his knuckles looked very good.
Chapter completed!