Si Yu said.

He lifted the robe with one hand and sat down at the lower left corner of Song Zhao.

He pressed his hands on his knees and rubbed his palms hard on them to express his manic emotions.

The man's eyebrows and eyes were slightly drooping, and the eyes were dark and cold.

The posture staring at Song Zhao seemed to be watching his wife who was out of trouble.

The heads looked at each other, feeling uneasy.

But wealth and honor are in danger.

They just need to serve Song Zhao well and get the opportunity to make a name for themselves.

So I began to introduce and show my talents one by one.

The most handsome face knelt at Song Zhao's feet and tied a necklace to Song Zhao as he wished.

He looked at Song Zhao from bottom to top.

Even with such a death angle, Song Zhao's face is still very beautiful.

He was willing to serve such a beautiful woman in the prosperous era, even if not for the sake of making a name for himself.

"Princess, I heard that when I am in a bad mood, drinking some fine wine will help you relieve your worries."

Song Zhao tilted his head, blinked his beautiful eyes, and said lazyly, "Then let's do some."

The music around was clearly noisy.

But Si Yu could clearly hear Song Zhao's voice very gentle.

And the curve of the corners of her lips when she talked to the face.

From words to expressions, Si Yu captured it very clearly. His teeth were clenched tightly, his face was chilling, and he had the urge to ruin the world, but he had to endure it.

He was sitting there, his fingertips trembling uncontrollably.

The momentum is strong and yin, and the whole body is cold and hard.

It was shrouded in his low pressure from all directions.

The faces around him were so scared that they turned into quails and stopped their various actions nervously.

The servant who was playing the legato also stopped in panic.

Only the noodles who poured the wine were the most courageous. Not only did they not retreat, they also brought the poured wine to Song Zhao's lips and fed her to drink it.

With a clang,

The man's ring chair was shattered by the internal force he forced out.

He strode forward, grabbed her arm, and pulled him hard, preventing her from drinking that glass of wine.

"Azhao, don't do this."

His eyes were sluggish, and he was obviously breathless and his voice was very low and hoarse.

"Don't ignore me."

"You should pay attention to me."

Song Zhao was pulled by him with one hand and leaned his body towards him, but his other hand calmly took the wine from his hand and drank it slowly.

The wine was extremely strong, and her eyes were filled with smoked red. "That night, I came to find you, but you deliberately ignored me. You didn't tell me in advance what did you think you were going to marry the Gu family for the sake of the truth about the Feng Guan and the Queen, and why did you think you were going to marry the Gu family?"

Song Zhao stared at Si Yu.

Si Yu also looked at Song Zhao.

The two looked at each other.

Si Yu was defeated directly and broke his bones and bent his knees in front of Song Zhao. "You made me so uncomfortable, I think you would also let you taste my uncomfortable feeling."

Song Zhao pried open his palm.

After adjusting his sitting position, he said to him casually, "I am the same now."

She couldn't forget the lantern festival that night.

He sat opposite her without looking at her throughout the whole process.

And the back he left when she grabbed him and told him not to leave with red eyes.

She wanted Si Yu to understand the feeling of heartbreak at that time.

Si Yu's lip line straightened, and he said aggrievedly, "But you always let me taste this kind of discomfort..."

"It seems you still don't understand."

Song Zhao raised his eyebrows.
Chapter completed!