Chapter 245: Mother Xia’s Death 6

Song Zhao was woken up from the bed by Biqing early in the morning.

"Get up soon, girl, or you will miss the time of today's wedding banquet."

Song Zhao rubbed his eyes.

Getting up tiredly, dressed and washed under Biqing's service.

Breakfast was set on the low table,

Song Zhao ate intermittently, occasionally rubbing his sore eyes.

When Biqing tidied up Song Zhao's bed, she found several blueprints from the mattress.

"Girl, are you just painting when you shut yourself in the room recently?"

Biqing laid out the drawing and asked inexplicably, "What is the girl drawing? It looks like a hand gun, but it is different from the traditional hand gun."

Song Zhao took a mouthful of porridge and swallowed it casually, "Draw casually."

At any rate, Biqing was cultivated by Si Yu's dark forces, and she has seen some things in the world.

The portraits on those blueprints are weapons, and they were not drawn casually at first glance.

It's just that Biqing has never seen the weapon on the blueprint, so she doesn't care.

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The carriage outside the house is ready.

When Song Zhao entered the carriage, he unexpectedly saw the powerful minister who hadn't seen him for a long time.

Although she lived in the Dudu Mansion for the past half month, she had to go to school and do some unknown things on weekdays.

And Si Yu is also busy with official duties, leaving early and returning late.

The two had hardly met a few times.

Si Yu is wearing a dark gold court dress today, obviously just finished court.

He was lazily leaning on the soft bed, holding a cup of golden cup, his deep eyes flicked across Song Zhao's face, "Did you sleep well?"

Song Zhao rubbed his face, and instead of answering the question, he asked instead, "Fourth brother has been very busy recently, I heard from Biqing that the Holy Lord deliberately made things difficult for you by preventing the Weapons Department from providing weapons for your Black Shield Army. Take the opportunity to disturb the morale of the fourth brother."

Si Yu didn't hide it, and responded lightly, "It's just a small matter, I will find a way to solve it."

Song Zhao comforted softly, "Fourth brother, you don't have to worry too much. There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain, and the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge. You still have to pay attention to your body."

Si Yu's thin lips curled up slightly, and his voice was low and loose, "Ah Zhao seems to care about me?"

Song Zhao nodded without thinking, "Of course, the fourth brother treats me so well, I really care about the fourth brother."

Si Yu raised his eyebrows lightly, his voice could not detect any emotion, "Didn't Ah Zhao say that you will respect your brother in the future, and you always openly express your love to your brother, so you really don't have any thoughts about your brother?"

Si Yu just wanted to test it out.

However, the words fell.

Song Zhao seemed to be woken up, thought about it very seriously, and then said decisively, "Fourth brother doesn't like to hear it, so I won't care about you in the future."

Si Yu's eyelids twitched violently.

When did he say he didn't like to hear it?

Facing Song Zhao's calm and clear eyes, his chest began to feel stuffy again.

Come on.

He shouldn't have hoped for this little heartless bastard.

The carriage went to the Prince Taifu's mansion.

Si Yu jumped out of the carriage with no expression on his face.

The seat of this carriage was very high, Song Zhao was wearing a skirt, watching the people coming and going outside, he couldn't make a move to jump straight off.

The image of an aristocratic daughter must be preserved.

I had no choice but to ask for help in a low voice, "Fourth brother, help me."

Si Yu turned his head, his brows and eyes were covered with ice, and he reminded in a faint voice, "Since Ah Zhao wants to be respectful to me, we should keep a distance, and it's not good for my brother to touch your skin anymore, you have to learn to take care of yourself. "