Chapter 185 I'm Sorry 4

There was silence all around.

Si Yu turned around and jumped off the horse, stepping on military boots and heading towards Song Zhao.

Thirty thousand black shield troops lined up, opening an unimpeded avenue for him.

The bloody and murderous aura emanating from the scene made people fearful.

Song Zhao heard the movement and looked up.

The sun was glaring, and she squinted slightly.

The young man was tall and tall, his hair was tied with a golden crown, and his three-finger-wide belt outlined his tall and straight figure.

From Song Zhao's perspective, what he can see is his sharp jaw line and the superior sharp Adam's apple in his robe.

Sexy and good looking.

At this moment, the thought that flashed through my mind was.

Her god has come.

Si Yu looked down at her, his dark eyes were silent, his eyes were trembling slightly, forbearance and restraint.

"Come to me."

"Fourth brother." Song Zhao got up and walked to him, tilting his head curiously,

"You shouldn't go to the barracks to report, why are you here?"

Naoren was still dizzy, and suddenly got up, his feet swayed uncontrollably.

A hand hooked her waist and brought her into a warm embrace.

"Why don't you look at you for a while, you have to be bullied."

Si Yu sighed helplessly from above his head.

The voice was very close to her, and her breath sprayed on her ears and cheeks, forbearance and restraint.

"Without my brother, what can A Zhaozhao do?"

Song Zhao felt guilty.

She knew that the minister of power had just taken office, and it was a time when everything was going on, but she made such a big move because of her.

The bit of resentment towards him yesterday disappeared instantly.

The tip of Si Yu's throat rolled, and the emotions in his eyes were deeply hidden. He gently rubbed her forehead with his fingertips, and asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"

The young lady of the Song family was spoiled and spoiled, her skin was delicate and fair, without any blemishes.

However, at this moment, a bruise appeared on her forehead.

Although the injury was not serious, Si Yu's eyes were astringent because of the prick.

This is the little daughter-in-law he planned to marry back home, and he was reluctant to touch her, but was hurt by an outsider.

It was as if the heart had been hit hard.

The pain quickly spread throughout the body.

"It doesn't hurt." Song Zhao pursed his lips, very well-behaved and sensible.

The little girl was not wronged at all, but Si Yu couldn't swallow this breath.

He suddenly picked up Song Zhao, raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Two sergeants brought up a high-end and high-grade gold silk soft bag, and Si Yu leaned over to put Song Zhao on the bag.

Song Zhao said embarrassedly, "It's not necessary to be so ostentatious..."

The young man raised his hand and supported her shoulder domineeringly. With a deep and magnetic voice, he said firmly and forcefully, "I promised you that everything you want will come true, and everything will go your way. My brother will never let anyone who bullies you today go away."

Such unhesitating favoritism.

It was something Song Zhao had never felt before.

At this moment, Song Zhao's heartbeat was slightly out of balance.

Xia Qingyao recovered from her stupefaction and was stunned.

Si Yu, is this crazy?

Even for such a trivial matter, so many sergeants are dispatched, and the Hunjun is just like this.

Seeing the silence of the crowd, Xia Qingyao restrained her fear, mustered up her courage, and said like a heroine, "The governor is so majestic, in broad daylight, and the world is bright, how can you let your power hurt the people wantonly? You want to cover up Song Zhao. ?”

Si Yu stretched out his sleeves.

His brows and eyes are deep like a dark hell, and his fingertips are playing with the horsewhip in his hand, which is evil and dangerous.

"The governor of Japan is here today. Anyone who spreads rumors in a leisurely way will be executed."