Chapter 192 The Truth Comes Out 3

Si Yu leaned back lazily.

Staring straight at Song Zhao with her eyes, seeing her serious face and earnest instructions with her small mouth, she couldn't help laughing out loud.

It can be seen that the little daughter-in-law really thinks of him wholeheartedly.

Before marrying him, she has the consciousness of being a good wife.

Pleasant muffled laughter rippled in his ears.

Song Zhao squinted at him, "Fourth brother, did you hear what I said?"

"I heard it!"

Si Yu casually took out the prepared ointment, dug out a lump, and gently pressed it on Song Zhao's bruised forehead.

The tone was casual, "In three days, it will be my brother's burning tail feast. Tomorrow I will move back to the Dudu Mansion to prepare the feast."

Although I really don't want to move away, but after all, it is the mansion bestowed by Emperor Yuanchun himself, if I ignore it, I will inevitably cause unnecessary troubles.

Song Zhao's eyes sparkled, "This is the first burning tail banquet for the fourth brother in his life. I will definitely bring a generous gift to attend. Fourth brother, do you have anything in particular that you want? Or what do you lack? I will find a way to satisfy you! "

Si Yu stopped rubbing the medicine slightly, "What's missing?"

He lowered his eyes and stared at her.

Meet the little girl's watery cat eyes.

The pitch-black eyes are deeper than ever before.

With a lazy look, he snorted cynically, "Brother, I'm missing a woman."

After a pause, he dragged his voice, "Ah Zhaozhao, will you be satisfied?"

Song Zhao was taken aback.

Is this the first love, my lord?

She asked tentatively, "Fourth brother, do you want to get married?"

Si Yu sighed, "But it's too early now, your family won't agree."

Song Zhao pondered.

The grandmother treats the powerful minister as half of her grandson, so she will definitely not agree with the powerful minister to start a family before being weak.

As a man, focus on your career.

She said cautiously, "The fourth brother wants me to give you a room?"

Si Yu's expression froze.

He knocked on Song Zhao's forehead, and said flatly, "Your brother and I, keep our lives clean and keep our lives clean."

Song Zhao patted his head.

The powerful minister is as affectionate as his father.

He is a good man worth marrying.

Si Yu casually said, "I'm a man, and I don't know how to do housework. Such a big governor's mansion really needs a woman to take care of it. A Zhaozhao, would you like to help brother?"

Song Zhao frowned, "I, I have no experience, what if I screwed up for you?"

Si Yu smirked, "Is that so? Why not make it for you?"

Song Zhao was in a dilemma.

Si Yu said quietly, "You also know that the Empress has taken a fancy to me, and running away blindly is not the way to go.

The queen empress will definitely not let it go, if her brother comes to her, what should she do? "

Song Zhao's inner balance began to tilt.

The powerful minister has helped her so much, she really doesn't want to ignore it.

Moreover, to bring down the empress and crown prince also requires the cooperation of the powerful ministers.

Si Yu said indifferently, "If you don't take the affairs of my inner house into your hands, the queen will definitely arrange for her people to intervene for me. At that time, those people with evil intentions will occupy the sovereign position, which will make my inner house restless "A Zhaozhao, I only believe in you."

Song Zhao surrendered.

The powerful minister has already regarded her as one of his own, and he must not let the powerful minister down.

She grinned, "I'm definitely on your side, and I will firmly protect your rights to housework, so that no outsiders can take advantage of it."

A smile appeared in Si Yu's eyes.

Song Zhao frowned, "But, I haven't left the cabinet yet. I'm afraid grandma won't allow me to go to your place to manage the inner house."

Si Yu, "I have a way to get my grandmother to agree."

That night, the autumn rain gradually became heavier.

Si Yu, who only wore a middle coat, stood outside the west window of his dormitory, quietly soaking in the rain and wind.