Chapter 454 Beauty Furong.

Yun rolled his eyes, and said angrily, "You are wearing the court clothes as a parent-child outfit? It was decided by the emperor. If you want to change it, you can change it. You think the country is yours?"

Song Ting has an aggrieved hairy nose.

But he, he is envious that Si Yu can wear the same little padded jacket as him!

Song Jingxian, Song Jinfu, Song Chenai and the three of them made big faces at the same time and didn't want to talk at all.

Those of them with less than first-rank official positions are not even qualified to have a banquet with their sister, and they have no place to cry if they want to.

Seeing that they were about to leave, Song Jingxian asked uneasy, "Governor Governor, my little sister said that you have already made arrangements, can you make sure that this time there will be no problem?"

It was only yesterday that Nanyue revealed his intention to hold a banquet for Song Zhao, and today there are already rumors in the palace that Song Zhao is going to marry Nanyue.

It is impossible for rumors to spread out of nowhere, it must be something that the South Vietnamese mission had discussed with Emperor Yuan Chun.

The Song family is so heartbroken that they can't hold back their worries.

"Don't worry." Si Yu reassured the Song family, his eyes fell on Song Zhao, with an ambiguity that only Song Zhao could understand, "Never let Ah Zhao marry someone else."

Song Zhao immediately turned his face away, unnaturally playing with the tassels hanging from his shoulders.

With Si Yu's guarantee, the Song family felt relieved, thinking about today's Hongmen Banquet, they didn't notice Song Zhao's strange behavior.

Mrs. Song looked at it, and felt that the young couple was very interesting, so she quietly pulled Si Yu aside, "Why, did Zhao Zhao have a problem with you?"

The old man's face is full of concern for his granddaughter's emotional life.

Si Yu thought about it seriously, and then replied carefully, "Probably...he's shy."

Thinking of his request to force Song Zhao to recruit the county horse last night, Si Yu's heart was full of fighting spirit.

Mrs. Song's heart is complicated, the little granddaughter is getting shy so soon?

Does it mean that her little cabbage will soon be poached by Si Yu?

When they set off, Yun and Mrs. Song's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were in a carriage, and Song Zhao was alone.

Song Ting led the team at the front, and Si Yu slowly followed Song Zhaoma's car, quietly protecting her at the nearest place.

Halfway through the wobbly walk, the bead curtain moved slightly, and Song Zhao quietly opened a corner.

Unexpectedly, it meets Si Yu's gaze that has been watching over.

The powerful minister sat firmly on the horse, his robe was blown violently by the wind.

Those seductive peach blossom eyes immersed in the night, when they looked at her, a faint smile suddenly appeared at the end of the eyes.

Song Zhao's eyes were hot, he put down the bead curtain hastily, and sat upright, not daring to have any other thoughts.

When the carriage entered the palace gate, the elders had to go to the Palace of Preserving Harmony to pay their respects.

When Song Zhao came down from the carriage, Si Yu quickly grabbed his arm and said with a smile, "Princess Zhaoyang, please be careful."

Song Zhao lowered his head without looking at him, straightened his sleeves and said coquettishly, "Thank you."

When his feet landed on the ground, Si Yu quickly withdrew his hands, using his big sleeves to cover up, and hooked his fingertips in Song Zhao's palms.

Song Zhao curled up his fingertips, hindering the eyes of many people, so he could only goug him with the end of his eyes, "Restrain yourself."

Si Yu fingertips, "Did you forget what you said last night?"

Song Zhaopi smiled and said, "I don't have amnesia."

The sun was quite bright today, and when it shone on Song Zhao, she felt a little hot, so she walked forward quickly, shaking her round fan.

"You ran too fast last night." Si Yu followed unhurriedly, with an attitude of pampering his baby, and his voice was magnetic and pleasant, "Brother forgot to ask you, how much dowry do you want?"

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