Chapter 138 Si Yu's Heartbeat 5
The bright red blood dripped quietly on the ground made of jade.
It's like a circle of blood-curdling mist.
The prince remained motionless.
He picked up the dagger, still with that indifferent expression, "Si Yu, how dare you attack Gu."
In my heart, there was already a stormy sea.
Si Yu.
A weak chicken that he has never looked down upon.
How could there be such a strong internal force.
Si Yu stroked the hem of his robe.
He lazily turned around and smiled, "His Royal Highness is also playing sneak attack from behind."
The prince couldn't hold back his face.
Song Zhao raised his chin, contemptuously, "I couldn't make a sneak attack, but I became angry from embarrassment."
Si Yu stroked the little girl's bun in relief, curled up her thin lips, and taught gently, "Second sister is young, don't learn such abusive behavior, or my brother will punish you, you know?" ?”
Song Zhao frowned, very well-behaved, "I know."
Prince, "..."
Feeling contained.
His brows and eyes were dark and he wanted to make trouble.
"Brother, please calm down."
Like the breeze, like the lazy voice of the bright moon came.
A young man in a crescent white brocade robe came waving a folding fan.
He wears a jade crown on his head, his brows and eyes are soft, and he has no offensive power.
This is the second prince who is as gentle as jade.
There was a flash of coldness in the prince's eyes, and his expression was not good.
The second prince's eyes were clear and clean, and he said in a gentle voice, "Second Miss Song and His Royal Highness Si Yu are just telling the truth. Brother Huang should thank them for admonishing them."
The emperor had a lot of blessings under his knees and gave birth to many princes, but most of them died young.
Apart from the prince, only the second prince and the third prince grew up safely.
The second prince was born one month later than the crown prince, they are about the same age, and their talents are also comparable.
The third prince was the youngest and was raised by the emperor's side since he was a child. He was the most favored by the emperor, but he was destined to miss the throne.
The only one who can compete with the prince is the second prince.
The prince played with the dagger, with a half-smile, "The second emperor's brother is very capable, and he managed to get on Gu's head."
The second prince's lips curved gently, "I dare not, but I think that His Highness Si Yu is the empress's nephew, and he can be regarded as the brother of the emperor. As the prince, the emperor should be tolerant. It would be out of style to punish His Royal Highness Si Yu if the sneak attack fails."
The prince looked at him coldly.
The overly long eyelashes fluttered up and down, casting a row of blue-gray under the eyelids, and the eyes were extremely cold.
He suddenly smiled, "Second brother is right, I still have to go to pay my respects to my father, so I will take my leave first."
The prince flicked his sleeves and left.
Song Zhao looked at the second prince, folded his hands in front of his chest, "Thank you, the second prince, for saving the siege."
The second prince's eyes were warm, he just nodded slightly, turned around and left.
A seemingly gentle man.
In fact, he is full of alienation and defense.
He will come out to speak, but it's just to scare the prince.
It's a pity that the second prince in the previous life died early, otherwise this dog prince would not have easily ascended to the throne.
"Have you seen enough? The little lady of the Song family."
When he was in a daze, Song Zhao's head was covered with a cold shadow.
Si Yu grabbed the little girl's chin with one hand.
His fingertips were covered with thin calluses, very rough.
Gently rubbing along the girl's soft outline.
Song Zhao frowned, "Fourth brother, it hurts."
Si Yu bent down, maintaining the same perspective as Song Zhao.
The eyebrows and eyes are exquisite and dignified.
He gently pursed his smile, leaned close to her ear, and said softly, "Then brother, change to a gentle method."
Behind the two of them is a hibiscus flower that is half the height of a person.
Can cover up the scene here very well.
He tilted his head, and his lips fell on Song Zhao's cheek, from top to bottom.
Start licking.
Like a beast marking its own territory.
He licks very seriously.
The look with downcast eyes is so sexy.
Silent, yet releasing domineering possessiveness everywhere.
He remembered that Miss Song's cheek was touched by the dog prince.
As a brother, he should clean up for her.