Song Yao's face turned red with shame, and then bit her ears with Song Zhao, "Zhao Zhao'er, getting married is so boring. Living in her husband's house is not as comfortable as being at her parents' house. There is not even a sister who talks. You have more time to come and accompany me."

Song Zhao held his cheeks and his eyebrows were curved, "Wouldn't it be very interesting to have a few white and fat nephews for me as soon as possible?"

Song Yao stared at me, "You are here to tease my sister, right? I'm married now, and it's time to plan your marriage next."

Si Yu coughed softly, showing his presence, "I don't have to worry about my elder sister. I will be responsible for A Zhao's marriage to the end."

Song Yao was flattered.

She had no friendship with this former prince, so she could not afford to say "Big Sister".

The key is... she is more than one year younger than Siyu!

Song Yao smiled and said, "I haven't thanked the Governor for his protection. My sister is just a lifelong event. How can I bother the Governor to be responsible?"

Si Yu nodded, "It should be."

Anyway, I'm still married to him, so it's not a problem.

Song Yao, “…”

She couldn't help but mutter to Song Zhao with relief, "I didn't expect that the governor was so kind, as if he really regarded you as his own sister. With the governor protecting you, my sister would be much more relieved."

Song Zhao looked at Si Yu.

Why do you think that the powerful ministers are not very good today?

It seems like he is sick.

Qi Jun walked over and bowed to Si Yu, "Grandmaster, I should also thank you solemnly. On the wedding day, if it weren't for your help, I wouldn't have been able to be polite to Yaoyao in time. To express my gratitude, I gave the treasure that was in the bottom of my box to the Governor."

Qi Jun said this last sentence very quietly, only the two of them could hear it.

Si Yu's eyebrows moved.

Then Qi Jun took out a booklet from his arms and secretly put it into Si Yu's hands.

Si Yu turned two pages lazily, his expression froze.

This is actually a picture album that teaches people to exercise in bed.

It's simply...unbearable.

Si Yu looked at Qi Jun as if he was looking at a pervert.

Qi Jun winked, "The Grand Governor has not yet married, so he should learn the joy of the boudoir in advance. It can also make you show your strength in front of your future wife, but don't be so busy like a humble position."

“…”

Xiao Azhao didn't even get into the trap, how could he think about this?

Si Yu said disgusted, "I am a governor with extraordinary talent, so I can't use this."

However, the movements were very natural to fill the wide sleeves.

Qi Jun, “…”

If you don’t need it, you will give it back to me!

Several servants suddenly walked in with big bags and small bags.

The nanny said loudly, "Princess, this is a specialty sent by the Second Young Master of Tang from Chang'an. He specially pointed out for the eldest and second girl."

Old Mrs. Song is rare, "Brother Ai[aǐ] is heartless, and he will also think of giving specialties to his two sisters."

Ai Ge'er is the eldest son of the second wife, and his identity is no different from that of Xian Ge'er. He is very proud!

Song Yao is gentle and gentle, and his relationship with Ai Ge'er is still average.

Song Zhao has been naughty since he was a child and has different horoscopes with Ai Ge'er. Ai Ge'er has never paid much attention to Song Zhao.

Looking at the specialty products in the place, Old Lady Song was relieved, "It seems that this kid has been out for a few years and has learned to love his sister."

Song Zhao held his chin.

In my memory, she and her second cousin have always had a cold relationship.

She doesn't remember that her second cousin also gave her specialties.

A little strange.

Old Mrs. Song smiled and looked at Si Yu, "How can I finish eating so many specialties? Xiao Yu brings some when he leaves later."

Si Yu covered his lips and coughed, his expression pale.

Old Mrs. Song was worried, "Xiao Yu, your face is very bad. I'm afraid you're catching a cold? Have you ever seen an imperial physician?"

Si Yu shook his head, "No problem." After saying that, he felt another shocking cough.

Song Zhao took the initiative, "Grandmother, it will be the fourth brother's tail-cooking banquet in two days. He caught a cold. I'm afraid that it would not be able to handle the civil servants in the inner hut. Why would you let your granddaughter help him?"

Old Mrs. Song was embarrassed, "This is a bit inappropriate..."

Although the little granddaughter is called Brother Siyu, she is not a brother or sister after all. She is too close to her and may cause gossip.

Si Yu's eyelashes are half-hooked, "It's not suitable. After all, they are not a family. There is no need to bother Ah Zhao. Cough cough..."

His tone was faint, but his expression showed a sense of loneliness, and he looked extremely lonely.

Old Mrs. Song felt very guilty.

She promised to treat Si Yu as her grandson, how could she hurt such a heartbreak?

I immediately changed my words, "Why aren't it a family? You say that to my grandmother's heart. I had a close relationship with your mother at the beginning. If the court hadn't been turbulent later, you should have called me my own grandmother."

Actually, there is one thing that Mrs. Song didn't say.

When Si Yu was born, Old Lady Song and Si Yu's mother also said that they wanted to marry two families.

Si Yu was moved, "Thank you grandmother for making me feel so warm."

Old Mrs. Song said mercifully, "I will not thank you for your family. Zhao Zhaoer, you can pack your luggage and go to Xiaoyu's mansion tomorrow."

Si Yu said goodbye and left.

Song Zhao sent him out of the threshold, and the loneliness on Si Yu's face disappeared, and the coldness was as frozen as thousands of miles away.
Chapter completed!