Chapter 770 Yun clan confronts Dan Tai Mo

Si Yu returned to the palace with a low pressure.

He specially speeded up his journey along the way, so he arrived earlier than Song Zhao.

Biqing and Lingdang were taking care of the flowers in the backyard. When they saw the Regent come back alone, they looked at each other in surprise.

Si Yu asked them calmly, "Did the princess often go to the palace recently?"

The two maids nodded subconsciously without knowing the cause and consequences.

Si Yu lowered his eyes.

The hands cage in their wide sleeves, blue veins swelled up, and there were signs of losing control.

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Song Zhao returned to the mansion one after another, and Lingdang and Biqing hurriedly met him, "Princess/Princess, why did you come back separately from the Regent?"

Song Zhao suddenly felt a sudden slap in his heart, "The Regent has returned home?"

No, she always counts the time. Why did Si Yu advance today?

Lingdang nodded, "It's been a quarter of an hour since I came back, and I asked if you often go to the palace. Does the prince know that you are going to the palace to pick him up?"

Song Zhao, “…”

After that, the powerful ministers probably knew that she hadn't asked him for anything to come to the palace.

She held her forehead and said, "Where is the prince?"

Biqing said, "In the dormitory... Princess, I look at it. The prince seems to be angry. It looks quite scary. Why don't you go again later?"

Song Zhao pinched the corners of his eyes.

The powerful ministers are so stingy that there is no other way to coax them.

She sighed, took a small step to the bedroom, pushed the door open and walked in.

The curtains in the room are low, covered with light on all sides, and the room is dark, oozing out the coolness of winter.

Si Yu sat dejectedly on the floor, his spine against the bed table, his eyes lowered, and the shadow cast by his eyelashes was dark and thick, blurring the emotions in his eyes.

The sound of the door shaft pushing was clear, but he seemed to be unable to hear it.

Song Zhao walked towards him and spoke, "Why don't you burn the earth dragon?"

She came to Si Yu, bowed to pull his hand, but was wrapped in the air conditioner around him.

Si Yu held Song Zhao's hand and pulled it down hard, directly pulling Song Zhao to the ground.

Song Zhao took a breath from the cold.

Si Yu's eyelids drooped down, and the curved corners of his eyes were sharp, facing Song Zhao's eyes.

"Where have you gone?" He stared at her, his dark eyes soaked in blood, and his skin became more and more fair.

Song Zhao looked at him with a little guilty feeling in his heart and pretended to be calm, "I'm sorry, I've been to the palace recently for something else, I didn't tell you."

"What's the matter?" Si Yu looked calmer than Song Zhao. At least his tone sounded calm at this moment, "But what I, as a husband, could hear?"

“…”

Song Zhao paused, frowned with a delicate brow, "The ground is cold, can we get up and talk?"

Si Yu pressed the person hard, his hands were quite strong, and Song Zhao's wrists were hurt. His handsome face was faintly sick and stubborn, and his voice was a bit fierce and violent, "This will make you feel more awake."
Chapter completed!