Late at night, Si Yu returned to his residence, in an empty cave.

He has a special status. Although he can freely enter and exit any banquet of powerful families, no one will take him seriously, and therefore he will not arrange a residence for him.

However, it is much more convenient, at least you don’t need to keep your nerves in the meantime.

Si Yu sat cross-legged on the ground, lifting the hem of his clothes.

On the well-textured abdomen, a clear, bleed was leaking out of blood.

This is the injury that Si Yu suffered while practicing martial arts a few days ago. For some reason, the wound has not healed.

Di Jie quietly appeared and handed Si Yu the plaster and bandage he bought.

He knelt on the ground and hesitated, "Your Highness, do you really want to help that second girl Song tomorrow? But there are so many people on the racetrack, and the subordinates will be able to see the strength of your highness by those who are interested. Your highness's past patience may be wasted."

"It's just a horse racing. I can't hide in the dark forever. Sooner or later, I'll be exposed." Si Yu slowly wrapped the bandage around the wound, his voice was cold and without ups and downs.

He endured it for a long time, and it was time to show his strength little by little.

Di Ji was worried, "But the wound on Your Highness's body has not healed yet, and the horse riding movement is too big and it may collapse..."

"No obstacle." Si Yu put on his clothes indifferently.

This small wound can be cured after a night of rest, so don't worry.

Since I promised the little girl, I couldn't go back on my word.

*

The next day.

Song Zhao had something to do, so he didn't sleep well all night and got up early.

After washing up under the service of the bell, Song Zhao went to Song Yao's house.

Song Yao didn't sleep well because of Song Zhao's words last night.

The two sisters looked at each other tacitly with their red eyes like rabbits, and went to find Song Bing hand in hand.

After having breakfast with Song Bing, the father and daughter went directly to the racecourse.

There are not many people on the racecourse because most officials choose to go to hot springs to enjoy the flowers, and the officials from the military department are here.

When Song Bing came, he would inevitably have to socialize with his colleagues.

Song Zhao and Song Yao found a seat and sat down.

Song Zhao specially looked for the highest seat, and glanced around with a light look, and saw the brightest figure on the platform.

Si Yu wore a slim-fitting brocade robe today, which is very suitable for horse racing outfits, and his figure is as tall as a pine.

He stood alone in the crowd, like the brightest star in the night sky.

The moment Song Zhao saw him, his heart quietly fell.

She had good eyesight and noticed that Si Yu's face was a little abnormally pale.

After thinking about it, Song Zhao picked up a plate of osmanthus cake at his hand, and ran to him with his skirt.

"Did you not have breakfast? Use this to cushion your belly!"

If you want the horse to run, you have to feed the horse.

When Song Zhao saw Si Yu, he felt that he was short of qi and blood, and was worried that he would not be able to hold on.

Si Yu had no expression on his face.

But I was not calm in my heart. Everyone was afraid that he would have something to do with him.

Song Zhao showed kindness to him in full view of everyone, aren’t you afraid of arousing suspicion?

"Hold it quickly~" Song Zhao urged in a low voice, his eyes shiny.

Si Yu's eyes surged, and he slowly took it over. He twisted a piece of osmanthus cake with his fingertips, and his thin lips were slightly bent.

Little girl, she's so brave.

But when she thought about the purpose of doing this, she wanted to marry another man.

The boy's face turned dark again, and the osmanthus cake in his hand was no longer fragrant.

Song Zhao, “…”

Even the weather is not as fast as the little pervert.

She didn't stay for a long time and turned back to her seat.

Everyone was doing their own thing and didn't notice this little episode.

Song Yao looked at his sister inquiringly, "Zhaozhao, why did you talk to Si Yu? When did you meet?"

With Si Yu's identity, my sister shouldn't take it seriously.

Song Zhao covered his face with a round fan and said softly, "Because I have never seen a young man as handsome as Si Yu~"

Song Yao, “…”
Chapter completed!