Old Mrs. Song looked at the back of Song Zhao and Si Yu, and smiled like a chrysanthemum on her face, and said to the nanny beside her, "Look, Xiao Yu really treats Zhao Zhao as her sister, and now only Xiao Yu can reassure me."

The nanny said with a silence, "Princess, the second girl is at the age of being a quarrel. The Grand Governor is a talented person and has a bright future. Don't you worry, will the Second Girl fall in love with the Grand Governor?"

Old Mrs. Song restrained her smile and said, "I'm not afraid that Zhaozhao would fall in love with Xiao Yu, so I'm worried that Zhaozhao would be unhappy.

I have discovered that Zhaozhao only feels a little childish when he is with Xiao Yu."

"As long as she can be as happy as before, I can't control anything!"

*

The carriage has been prepared in advance at the door of the mansion.

Song Zhao climbed into the carriage and held his chin to look at Si Yu who was sitting opposite him drinking tea.

He murmured in a low voice, "Mr. Si Xiaolang, have you bribed my grandmother on my back?"

Si Yu curled his lips and dragged his lazy voice, "You know, I lost everything to bribe your grandmother.

If you don’t be with me, I will lose both my life and money.”

Song Zhao hummed lightly, "Improper."

As he said that, he put on the veil and the white gauze covered his slightly red cheeks.

*

The carriage swayed around the street twice.

As noon approached, the carriage arrived at the Zuixiao Tower, the top restaurant in the capital.

The dishes here taste like the imperial kitchen. The people who come and go are all high-ranking officials and nobles, and they are crowded every day. If you want to come here to have a meal, you have to book in advance.

Song Zhao didn't eat much in the morning, and then he smelled the smell of food in the restaurant and couldn't help but lick his lips.

Si Yu has booked a location in advance and has a good room.

When he went upstairs, a little girl holding a big bouquet of red orchids jumped to Song Zhao and asked in a slight voice, "Sister, do you want to buy an orchid?"

Song Zhao didn’t have the habit of bringing money when he went out? He could only shake his head.

The little girl turned to Si Yu, "Uncle, can you buy a flower?"

Si Yu was unhappy.

uncle?

Is he so old?

He raised his eyebrows and said, "If you call me brother, buy it."

The little girl looked at Si Yu, and seemed to be very embarrassed. After a while, she said, "Brother? Can you buy a sister?"

Si Yu, “…”

Song Zhao couldn't help laughing.

He glanced at him squintedly. He took out a ingot of silver and bought all the flowers in the little girl's hand.

After entering the wing room, he stuffed the bouquet into Song Zhao's hands.

Song Zhao was holding a flower? Thinking of the conversation between the little girl and the powerful ministers, he couldn't help but curl up his eyebrows and smile again.

Si Yu pinched his eyebrows and cursed softly, asking disgustedly, "Just so happy?"

Song Zhao supported his chin and shouted crisply. "Uncle~"

"Hold."

Si Yu rubbed the corner of his lower lip.

He raised his eyebrows and laughed with a long breath. "Do you think I'm old?"

Song Zhao was so confident in speaking, "Compared with me? Of course you are old."

Silence for a long time.

He leaned lazily against the window, held his cheek with one hand, and looked at Song Zhao for a while.

The eyes were swept from top to bottom? Slowly.

"But... it seems like a little old cow eats tender grass?"

Song Zhao's eyebrows thumped.

When he looked at it like this, he felt inexplicably ashamed of being stripped of his clothes.

"That little Azhao is so miserable? Why did he be looked down upon by his uncle?"

Si Yu lifted his eyelids and burst into his throat with some laughter.
Chapter completed!