Xuezhi, “…”

As if she was struck by lightning, she could hardly find her voice.

"Master, think twice. Miss Song is spoiled. What else can I do except have fun?"

Si Yu patted Song Zhao's little head and curled his thin lips slightly, "She loves to play, let her play."

Song Zhao told Xue Zhi seriously, "Prepare a basin of warm water, and then ask the servant to run errands to buy 3 grams of yellow sausage, 5 grams of sandalwood thistle, and 6 grams of salt lemon."

Xuezhi bit her mouth and broke the blood.

I was very dissatisfied.

She is the one who really cares about her master, and Song Zhao is just for the sake of playing.

What's the use of buying these medicines?

It can only be wasting money and ruining the master's mental strength.

She was extremely reluctant, but she could not disobey the master's orders.

I could only get everything for Song Zhao unwillingly.

Then he stood aside and looked coldly.

She wanted to see what tricks could Miss Song make in the end?

She doesn't believe that the daughter of a delicate family can help her master.

After a while, the master will see clearly that Song Zhao is just playing with him.

Song Zhao diluted the medicinal materials he bought in warm water, soaked the military tent dirty with ink, and placed it in the sunlight.

About two quarters of an hour later, a magical scene appeared.

I saw that the military tent soaked ink faded away the black ink page by page, revealing its original appearance.

When the water in the basin turned black, Song Zhao took out the military account and sank neatly in the sun.

Song Zhao looked up at Si Yu and happily said, "How is it, I'm so awesome."

Si Yu only felt that Song Zhao at this moment was very much like a sirloin who was asking for rewards and praise.

He was silent for a few seconds, rubbed the girl's head with relief, "Azhao is naturally amazing."

Xuezhi was shocked.

I didn't expect this method to work.

This delicate daughter of a noble family is quite good at meeting dead rats.

After doing these things, it is noon.

Si Yu ordered Xue Zhi to prepare food and specifically asked Song Zhao what he wanted to eat.

Song Zhao looked at the scorching sun, "Today is autumn tiger, I feel a little hot, I want to eat a cup of hibiscus ice powder, which is cool."

Maybe he was very greedy and licked his lips.

It looks like a hungry kitten.

Xue Zhi suddenly looked up, as if she was a little angry, and she endured her voice, "The weather will soon get colder, and the mansion does not prepare food such as ice powder at all. Besides, the master is still in the cold wind, so Miss Song should not do anything arbitrarily."

Song Zhao was quite excited, "That's it, that's all..."

"Create ingredients without ingredients." Si Yu stared at Xue Zhi coldly, "This governor is not so poor that he feels wronged my little girl's food."

"But my master, I am also worried about your body..."

"Another talk, I'll pull your tongue."

Si Yu's tone was still faint.

But the natural dangerous aura in his voice was like an ice shuttle chiseling into Xuezhi's body.

She couldn't help but tremble for a moment, and no longer had the courage to pussy, so she lowered her head and stepped back.

On the way to the kitchen, Xuezhi kept crying with her head down.

My face was red and swollen, but when I started crying, my eyes were swollen.

"Xuezhi, I have known who your master is. He wants to spoil Miss Song. We should naturally follow his wishes. You are asking for trouble in this way." The maid who said this was Biqing, and he was also a maid cultivated by Si Yu's secret forces.

She heard Xuezhi's complaints all the way, and her expression was really hard to describe.

Ask her to say that this matter was purely a crime from Xue Zhi, who regarded herself as her master.

Biqing and Xuezhi were supported to become the eldest maid together. Biqing knew that Xuezhi had thoughts about her master.

But such thoughts will kill Xue Zhi.

Xue Zhi was not convinced, "I'm also for the good of my master. He lost the people's hearts because of Song Zhao. Everyone outside said that his master was violent, and it was all Song Zhao's fault. That was just a broom star, and the master shouldn't spoil her..."

Fu Nanqian walked over with a folding fan, smiling carelessly, "Pity Xiao Xuezhi, listen to my advice, if you want to survive, you have to please Miss Song, otherwise you will not be by the Grand Commander for long."

Xuezhi rubbed her eyes, "I have been loyal to my master for so many years, but my master cannot be so ruthless. Now he is blinded by Miss Song, so he will do such a confused thing. Mr. Fu, you are the master's Mu Lai, and you should remind your master to stay away from Miss Song!"

Fu Nanqian was horrified, "I still want to live for a long time, don't joke."

Xuezhi felt uneasy.

Fu Mudiao means that, will the master even give up even the loyal and transcendent aides for Song Zhao?

If Song Zhao had such a great influence on his master, then Song Zhao would be a monster.

Xue Zhi will never allow such a monster to exist around her master and affect her master's career.

She felt that as the master trusted by his master, it was necessary for him to let his master know that Song Zhao would only drag him down.

*

Lunch is delivered soon.

There are eighteen dishes in total, all of which are exquisite imperial dishes.

In front of Song Zhao was the ice powder she was thinking about.

She couldn't help but scoop a spoon with a small spoon and squinted her eyes with satisfaction.

Then my eyebrows and eyes commented, "Ice powder is really a treasure in hot weather."

Si Yu has no appetite for wind and cold.

He ate the light food in front of him one after another, and the smell was as good as chewing wax.

Seeing the little girl looking happy like a little hamster, I couldn't help laughing out loud.

The magnetic laughter swept softly in my ears.

Song Zhao took the time to look at him, his cheeks were still bulging.

The boy sat upright on the ring chair, with the black golden robe spreading out to the back, slightly lowering his eyes, the outlines were very clear, and the jaw lines were clear, like a beautiful fine brushwork.

It is a very attractive beauty that can stimulate appetite.

However, why did the powerful ministers laugh at me for no reason?

Si Yu supported his elbow on the table, and his upper body looked here, approached her a little, softened his voice and asked, "Flour ice powder is delicious?"

Song Zhao sighed, "Of course it's delicious, sweet and cool."

The little girl said, taking another bite.

Si Yu stared at her with his eyes lowered, and his peach blossom eyes with a smile were deeper than ever before.

His eyes fell on the little girl's red mouth soaked in ice powder, and his breathing gradually became heavy.

He wants to...

relative.

His throat rolled gently, "Brother wants to eat too."

Song Zhao was proud, "It's a pity that you are cold and can only eat hot food. You can't eat ice noodles. Who told you to not cover yourself with a quilt at night? You are even less sensible than me."

The little girl's eyes were sly and proud, as if she had stolen fish.

But her pride didn't last long.

The next moment, Si Yu suddenly leaned over and took her lips.

Song Zhao froze.
Chapter completed!