Si Yu stretched out his hand and suddenly hugged Song Zhao.

There was a cold fragrance on the boy's body, like a new green bud, which was particularly clear and pleasant.

Song Zhao said nervously, "Actually, you can just help me up, don't hold me."

Although she knew that the powerful ministers were not particular about the details, there was a difference between men and women, and it was inappropriate for them to behave like this.

Si Yu disagreed, "What are your brother afraid of? Brother is for your own good."

The little girl is so delicate that it may hurt when she falls on the rockery.

Since he was a brother, he should be more careful so that she could understand that he was serious about managing this brother-sister relationship.

Song Zhao, “…”

If you call you two brothers, do you really take yourself seriously?

However, this situation is indeed unstoppable.

So she pointed to the bench not far away and said crisply, "Please let me sit there, I want to give myself a needle."

Si Yuyi put the little girl on the bench.

Song Zhao's legs were weak, and his upper body needed to lean on Si Yu to sit firmly.

The little girl's body was soft and there was always a sweet smell on her body, which kept pouring into Siyu's nose, as if a feather had scratched his heart.

Si Yu's throat slides.

He glanced at her noble and coldly, and Song Zhao rolled up his skirt without shyness.

A small piece of slender calves was exposed to the air, and the skin was dazzlingly white.

Si Yu subconsciously identified too much.

He looked cold and his tone was unrestrained, "Don't you think you're too anxious."

The woman's legs are for her husband to see.

How could the little girl show her carelessly? She just wanted him to use his rights in advance so that he could marry her in the future?

Song Zhao carefully cleaned the silver needle and said seriously, "This is a big deal, how can you not be anxious?"

She was defeated and could not leave her way. She had to remove the medicine. Otherwise, if the powerful ministers helped her out and were seen, they would damage each other's reputation.

Si Yu was a little angry.

The angry little girl also learned Duan Yunsui's methods to plot against him.

I wanted to teach a few lessons, but I was afraid that it would wipe out Song Zhao's face and lead to the girl's rebelliousness.

After a while, he whispered, "This matter should not be too fast, and we will talk about it when you grow up."

Although he didn't understand the strange words of the powerful ministers, Song Zhao still nodded obediently, "You're right."

She stabbed the silver needle at several acupoints on her legs a few times, and slowly released a few drops of blood.

The little girl's skin is so white that she looks particularly dazzling.

Si Yu had clearly seen more severe blood, but he felt that it was more uncomfortable than this situation.

"Don't it hurt?" Si Yu's eyebrows and eyes were gloomy. He had been stabbed when he was young, and knew that the pain was something that the little girl could not bear.

Song Zhao quickly released his blood and put down his skirt.

Then he said, "It hurts naturally."

She is not a wall of iron, how could she not feel the pain?

But when I was learning acupuncture in the past, I didn’t practice physically around me, and I used my soul as a little white rabbit.

Si Yu's eyes were dark and dark.

"Then why don't you cry?"

He didn't know what Song Zhao had experienced. Not only did he change his temperament, but he was also so cruel to himself.

In the past, the little girl would definitely cry.

He wanted to see how she cried again.

Song Zhao shook his head, "No."

Tears brought her too many bad memories, and she had already understood that crying was the most useless thing.

"Cry as soon as you want to." Si Yu half-squinted his peach blossom eyes, and his deep and cool pupils exuded a little bit of silence and a hint of scatteredness. "There is no need to show off in front of his brother."

Song Zhao is quite hard to describe.

Aren’t the powerful ministers the most hate the bitter girl?

She still remembers that in her previous life, Si Yu first showed his strength and became a powerful minister.

In order to win him over, the courtiers gave him a beauty at a banquet. After he refused on the spot, the beauty cried with pear blossoms and rain.

But he felt noisy and cut the beautiful tongue with one sword.

Look at this time again.
Chapter completed!