Chapter 200

Xuezhi, "..."

As if struck by lightning, she could hardly find her own voice.

"Master, think twice, Miss Song is spoiled, what else can she do besides having fun?"

Si Yu patted Song Zhao's little head, his thin lips curled slightly, "She loves to play, let her play."

Song Zhao seriously instructed Xue Zhi, "Prepare a basin of warm water, and then ask the servant to run errands to the prescription to buy 3 grams of yellow peony, 5 grams of sandalwood, and 6 grams of salt."

Xuezhi bit her mouth to the point of bleeding.

I was very unconvinced.

She is the one who really thinks about her master, while Song Zhao is just for fun.

What is the use of buying these medicines?

It can only be a waste of money and a waste of the master's effort.

She was extremely unwilling, but she couldn't disobey her master's order.

He could only get all the things for Song Zhao reluctantly.

Then he stood aside and watched coldly.

She would like to see what kind of trick Miss Song can do in the end after making such a big fight.

She doesn't believe that the daughter of Jiao Didi's family can help her master.

After a while, the master will see clearly that Song Zhao is just playing with him.

Song Zhao diluted the medicinal materials he bought in warm water, then soaked the military tent stained with ink, and put it in the sun to dry.

After about two quarters of an hour, a miraculous scene appeared.

I saw the military tent soaked in ink, the black ink faded page by page, revealing its original appearance.

When the water in the basin turned black, Song Zhao took out the army tent and lay neatly in the sun.

Song Zhao raised his eyes to look at Si Yu, happily, "How about it, I'm good."

Si Yu only felt that Song Zhao at this moment was very much like Erha who was begging for rewards and praise.

He was silent for a few seconds, and rubbed the little girl's head in relief, "Ah Zhao is naturally very powerful."

Xuezhi was stunned.

I didn't expect this method to really work.

This delicate daughter of an aristocratic family is quite good at meeting blind cats and dead mice.

After finishing these things, it was noon.

Si Yu ordered Xue Zhi to prepare a meal, and specifically asked Song Zhao what he wanted to eat.

Song Zhao looked at the scorching sun with his head, "Today is Qiuhu, I feel a little hot, I want to eat a cup of hibiscus ice powder, it's cool."

Probably very greedy, and licked his lips.

Like a kitten waiting to be fed.

Xue Zhi suddenly raised her head, seemed a little angry, and said with restraint, "The weather will get cold soon, and there is no such thing as ice powder in the house. Besides, the master is still cold, Miss Song shouldn't do anything recklessly. "

Song Zhao was somewhat dispirited, "So, that's considered..."

"Create ingredients without ingredients." Si Yu stared at Xuezhi coldly, "This governor is not so poor that I wronged my little girl to eat."

"But master, this servant is also worried about your health..."

"Talk more, I'll pull out your tongue."

Si Yu's tone was still calm.

But the natural and dangerous hostility in the voice was like an ice shuttle chiseling into Xuezhi's body.

She couldn't help but trembled, and she didn't have the courage to force her anymore, she bowed her head and backed away.

On the way to the kitchen, Xuezhi kept her head down and cried.

Originally, my face was red and swollen, and when I cried, my eyes were also swollen.

"Xuezhi, you and I know who the master is. He wants to pamper Miss Song. As slaves, we naturally have to follow his wishes. You are asking for trouble like this." The maid who said this was Biqing is also a big servant girl cultivated by Si Yu's dark forces.

She listened to Xuezhi's complaint all the way, and her expression was really indescribable.

If she had to tell her, this incident was purely Xuezhi's fault, and she regarded herself as the master.

Biqing and Xuezhi were supported to become big maids together, Biqing knew that Xuezhi had feelings for her master.

It's just that such thoughts will kill Xuezhi.

Xue Zhi was not convinced, "I was doing it for the sake of the master. He lost popular support because of that Song Zhao, and everyone outside said that the master was violent, and it was all Song Zhao's fault. That is a bastard, the master should not spoil her... ..."

Fu Nanqian walked over, waving a folding fan, smiling slyly, "Poor little Xuezhi, listen to my advice, if you want to survive, you have to please Miss Song, otherwise you won't be able to stay with the governor for long."

Xuezhi rubbed her eyes, "The servant has been loyal to the master for so many years, the master can't be so ruthless. He is only blinded by Miss Song to do such stupid things. Mr. Fu, you are the master's Mu Liao , should remind the master to stay away from Miss Song!"

Fu Nanqian was horrified, "I still want to live for a long time, don't be kidding me."

Xuezhi was upset.

What Fu Muliu meant was that the master would give up even his loyal and aloof staff for Song Zhao's sake.

If Song Zhao has such a great influence on the master, then Song Zhao is simply a monster.

Xue Zhi would never allow such a monstrosity to exist beside the master and affect the master's career.

She felt that as the big servant girl trusted by the master, it was necessary for her to let the master know that Song Zhao would only drag him down.

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Lunch will be delivered soon.

There are 18 dishes in total, all of which are extremely exquisite imperial meals.

In front of Song Zhao was the ice powder she had been thinking about.

Impatiently, she took a spoonful of it with a small spoon and ate it into her mouth, squinting her eyes in satisfaction.

Then he crooked his eyebrows and commented, "Ice powder is indeed a treasure in hot weather."

Si Yu Fenghan has no appetite.

He ate the bland food in front of him one after another, tasteless.

Seeing the little girl happily looking like a little hamster, I couldn't help laughing out loud.

A low-pitched laugh echoed in his ears.

Song Zhao took the time to look at him, his cheeks were still bulging.

The young man was sitting on the armchair, the black gold robe was stretched out to the back, his eyes were slightly lowered, his outline was very clear, his jaw line was sharp and angular, like a beautiful meticulous painting.

It is a beauty that can whet the appetite.

However, the powerful minister is inexplicable, why are you laughing?

Si Yu leaned his elbows on the table, leaned his upper body to this side, moved closer to her, and asked in a soft voice, "Is the lotus ice powder delicious?"

Song Zhao sighed, "Of course it's delicious, sweet and cool."

The little girl said while taking another bite.

Si Yu stared at her with downcast eyes, his peach blossom eyes with a smile were deeper than ever before.

His eyes fell on the little girl's red mouth soaked in ice powder, and her breathing gradually became heavy.

he thinks……

Dear.

The tip of his throat rolled slightly, "My brother wants to eat too."

Song Zhao proudly said, "It's a pity that you are suffering from the cold, so you can only eat hot food. You can't eat ice powder. Who told you not to sleep well at night, you are more ignorant than me."

The little girl's cat eyes are cunning, and she looks smug, as if she has stolen the fish.

It's just that her complacency didn't last long.

The next moment, Si Yu suddenly leaned over and took her lips.

Song Zhao froze.

He felt his lips being pried open by the other party, and then the ice powder that had just been contained in his mouth and had not been swallowed was swept away.