In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Song Zhao.

The girl has a delicate face, which is a tone for teaching people to do things.

Their governor was decisive in killing and he could only order others. If others dared to overcome the slightest, they would be asking for trouble.

Although Song Zhao is different from them, he can break the master's various bottom lines again and again.

But the master will not tolerate anyone pointing fingers when he is focused on his work. If anyone makes a sesame-sized mistake, he will be peeled off.

This Princess Zhaoyang is afraid that it is not because of favor, but she dares to violate such a taboo.

If the governor can't control himself and lose his temper, who should they help?

On the one hand, they are the masters who make them live and die, and on the other hand, they are the benefactors who have saved their lives.

The personal guards were extremely entangled and had to try their best to hint at Song Zhao.

Di Jie pressed the corners of his lips, and a faint mockery was revealed in his eyes, "Song... Princess Zhaoyang should not cross it, my master has no time to drink milk with you."

The next moment.

Si Yu raised his chin, bit the mouth of the pot into his thin lips, and started drinking obediently.

The Adam's apple slides up and down, and the outlined lines are smooth and beautiful.

Finally, he paused, stared at half a pot of milk left, and asked with deep grudges, "Can you only drink half?"

"Can't!"

Song Zhao frowned even tighter, and reached out and pushed the milk tea that he had put away, and forced it into his mouth again, "Your lips are all dry and chapped, you must finish drinking!"

Si Yu stared at the girl's strong expression, his tongue touched his cheeks, and continued to drink.

Di Jie, “…”

Master, don’t worry about face, at least you can save me some face.

Everyone, "..."

They figured it out.

The master has no bottom line in front of Princess Zhaoyang!

"Go and ask the kitchen to send some stomach-warming food to the Grand Governor." Song Zhao looked at Si Yu and finished drinking, and then ordered Di Ji who was closest.

Di Ji looked ugly and stood still, "Princess Zhaoyang, the master has some important matters to discuss with us, so we should not hurry to eat."

"People are iron, and food is steel. Nothing is as important as eating." Song Zhao said coldly, "As the chief guard of the Grand Commander, you should put the chief governor's body first. If the chief governor does not eat on time, you will also have your responsibility."

Di Ji almost laughed angrily, feeling that Song Zhao was in charge of the sky and earth, and now he was still shouting at him, a heavyweight secret guard, and he felt very disgusted.

But he still maintained respect and said patiently, "A woman named Zhaoyang Princess naturally cannot understand the man's ambitions and great achievements. Those who accomplish great things will definitely work hard and starve their bodies.

The Grand Governor was fulfilling his duties and responsibilities, and his subordinates also advanced and retreated with the Grand Governor, and they have not yet entered the rice and water yet."

Di Jie just wanted to express that not only Si Yu, but also the entire army, like Si Yu, focused on military affairs, which highlighted Song Zhao's narrow gaze.

Song Zhao was too lazy to understand, so he asked slowly, "Do you think you can compete with the Grand Commander?"

Di Jie, “…”

Yun Xiu said warmly, "Prince Zhaoyang calms down. We are all for the good of the Grand Commander. If you really want the Grand Commander to accompany you to have dinner, you can wait for an hour."

This is as if Song Zhao was unreasonable and specifically chose Si Yu to do some meaningless things when he was busy.

Di Ji was even more dissatisfied. Before he could react, Si Yu finished drinking the milk tea and stared at him lightly, "Transfer."

The master is like this again. Whenever he meets Song Zhao, he has no principles.
Chapter completed!