"It's natural to be happy, but you're unhappy."

Song Zhao bulged his cheeks and his little nose was also raised.

He stared at him with his big eyes full of accusation, and the sunlight fell on her cheeks, and the tiny fluff was very cute.

The expression was extremely aggrieved, and there was a hint of uneasiness.

"Is it true that the young man becomes a powerful minister and will no longer be as approachable as before?"

She had seen the vicious and violent side of powerful ministers after gaining power in her previous life, and was so afraid that Si Yu would repeat the same mistake in this life.

“…”

Si Yu lowered his eyelashes and looked at the timid little girl in front of him, as if he was some kind of beast.

He doesn't like this feeling.

The boy sighed helplessly, and his tone softened a little, "You have invited Duan Yunsui to propose marriage with great fanfare, and you almost ruined your reputation. Why don't you let your brother get angry?"

He worked hard in southern Xinjiang to earn military merits just to come back to see his little wife as soon as possible.

She was so good that she was almost pried by a wild man.

Before he could teach her a lesson, he thought he was fierce.

The governor was very sad.

The young wife is so angry that she can improve her husband's principles in the future?

Song Zhao's eyebrows frowned into small bumps, feeling very unfair, "I can't stop it even if Duan Yunsui insisted on coming over to cause trouble."

Si Yu also understands the truth.

But he thought of the childhood love between Song Zhao and Duan Yunsui. If Song Zhao hadn't been good to Duan Yunsui, how could Duan Yunsui think about his young wife?

Si Yu was very concerned, after all, he didn't have childhood sweethearts.

"Very good, I'll talk back." Si Yu lowered his eyes and poked Song Zhao's head with his finger expressionlessly, "I'll make my brother angry to death, are you a widow?"

Song Zhao was poked and took two steps back and bit his lower lip.

What the powerful minister said is, isn’t he trying to kill her future husband and vent his anger?

After all, can't she change the bloody smell in Si Yu's bones?

The confusion in my heart came as if the girl was sagging, and the girl was completely depressed.

It fell into Si Yu's eyes, as if he was about to cry because of grievance.

She was indeed afraid of losing him.

Si Yu's mind disappeared, his eyes were deep and complicated, and he then opened his arms to her.

"Come here and let your brother hug you."

Song Zhao was stunned.

The powerful minister smiled so well that her heartbeat was instantly unbalanced.

She threw herself into the boy's arms without hesitation, and felt that the other party had returned to the familiar Si Xiaolangjun.

He took advantage of the victory and pursued the victory and said, "Fourth Brother, you must always be gentle."

Si Yu chuckled.

The fingertips slid down from the girl's eyebrows and gently hooked her nose, and they were extremely doting, "Why are you so cute?"

Although I wanted to say a few words to her, I asked her to learn how to keep her clean.

But the little girl was really distressed when she felt wronged, and he couldn't force herself.

Song Zhao raised his head, his eyes were stained with light, and he said seriously, "Fourth brother, that agate golden phoenix is ​​too expensive, I really feel guilty about it. You sell it and save it for yourself as a betrothal gift for your wife."

Si Yu frowned.

Didn't he give it to her?

Could it be that she was hinting that he pointed it out directly?

Si Yu paused, his eyebrows were a little hesitant, as if he was considering something.

His gaze turned around on her, "You are too delicate, so brother doesn't have to worry too much."

Song Zhao said tactfully, "Fourth brother, don't be careful about me being young. Actually, I'm quite rich. You don't have to take care of me like this."

"I'll keep it for you." Si Yu pressed her hair, slowly, "It's better for you to know that you deserve something better, don't be fooled by the wild men outside."

Besides, he is just such a young wife, who doesn’t take care of her?

Song Zhao was proud, "I wouldn't marry a wild man."

Si Yu raised his eyebrows, with a bit of teasing, "I understand, we Azhao are ambitious."

After all, her goal is to become the wife of a first-class powerful minister.
Chapter completed!