Song Jinfu was on duty at Dali Temple. He had a strong logical thinking and was very good at observing his expressions.

He felt that Si Yu's eyes looked at his sister were full of aggressiveness, which made him very alert, and instinctively did not want Si Yu to get close to his sister.

"Little sister, men and women are seven years old and different from each other. You should keep a distance from Si Yu in the future." Song Jinfu said solemnly, almost temptingly.

Song Zhao keenly noticed Song Jinfu's hostility towards Si Yu and said fragilely, "Third brother, Si Xiaolangjun is a very good person, don't make him unhappy."

Song Zhao was very worried that his third brother would be frivolous and would not know how to provoke the god of death.

The little girl was instructing her as if she was facing a great enemy, and Song Jinfu felt sour.

I have never seen my sister care so much about a foreign man. Isn’t it because of the shocking appearance of that guy Si Yu?

Yes.

My sister is already twelve years old, and she should be at the age of falling in love, so it is not surprising that she is attracted to Si Yu.

But Yaoyao's sister is about to get married, and he only has Zhao Zhao.

It doesn't hurt much yet. How uncomfortable it would be if it was abducted by a man from another man?

Although he also understood that his sister would get married sooner or later, he hoped that the day would come a little later.

Song Jinfu secretly made up his mind to be careful of Si Yu and not give him any opportunity to take advantage of it.

The brother and sister had different thoughts and went out of the mansion together. Two carriages and several horses outside were ready.

Old Lady Song, Song Bing, and several elders of the Yun family were already sitting in the first carriage.

Song Jinfu's eyes flashed slightly. According to normal logic, the women's family should ride a horse and Si Yu.

But the carriage was hooked with a bead curtain, and if Si Yu rode a horse, it would inevitably not occupy my sister's sight.

Song Jinfu made a quick decision to hold Si Yu's arm, "Mr. Si, I hit it off with you at first sight. Let's talk about poetry and songs with our elders in a carriage."

Si Yu, “…”

He doesn't want to thank him.

But Song Jinfu had no choice but to pull it to the carriage.

Song Yao was the last one to come out, and today was her home court, but she dressed no differently than usual.

It was completely different from the grandeur when I first went to Bailu Villa and was engaged to Duanqi, and it seemed that I didn't take it to heart.

Song Zhao concealed his doubts and got on the second carriage with his sister.

Because Orchid Zhan was not far from the General's Mansion, Song Bing only asked Qi Jun to bring four or five guards next to the carriage.

Song Yao, who had always been steady, rolled up the pearl curtain for the first time and looked outside the curtain intentionally or unintentionally.

She seemed to have not had a good sleep last night, and now she was blue and gray, and even if she used powder, she did not cover it up.

"Sister, are you unwilling to look at your husband?" Song Zhao picked up a cup of honey milk and drank it in small mouthfuls.

Song Yao's eyebrows moved slightly, and he turned his face away like a concealment, and said softly, "Silly sister, a woman and a hairpin should get married, otherwise it would be a violation of morality. It would be a big mistake. How could there be anything to be willing or not?"

Song Zhao curled his lips.

If she hadn't died once, she would have the same idea as her sister.

But the modern world she saw when she was in Penglai Mountain was not as restricted as this world, and she was particularly tolerant of women.

In the modern world, women can live a life of great excitement without getting married, which is much more comfortable than serving their mother-in-law when they get married.

When it comes to getting married, she thinks about her previous life... She trusted the prince's efforts and the bitter fruit she received in the end.

Most men are not good things.

So in this life, Song Zhao will never get married.

The carriage swayed, and Song Zhao felt a little drowsy.

Her slightly dozed eyes, in a hazy dim viewed Song Yao looking at Qi Jun riding beside the pearl curtain with concentration.

Song Zhao suddenly lost his sleepiness.

She had a bold guess. My sister was so worried. Could it be that she fell in love with Shi Qi?
Chapter completed!