Chapter 258 Si Yu's Confession 7

"Snacks? What snacks?"

Song Zhao looked confused.

Brightly lit.

The little girl's snow-white cheeks gradually turned red, as if she had put on a rich peach blossom makeup.

Si Yu only felt a stuffy breath stuck in his chest, he couldn't get up or down, as if there was something secretly floating inside.

His thin lips were pursed into a sharp straight line, and he pinched Song Zhao's baby fat with his fingers, before he gritted his teeth and said, "You are a little bastard."

Song Zhao couldn't help telling the truth when he was drunk.

She puffed up her cheeks and retorted in a low voice, "Fourth brother is the big villain."

He looked down at her.

As if laughed angrily, "Fourth brother treats you so well, how can you be a villain?"

His eyes were sarcastic, "He's pretty good at framing people."

Song Zhao sat up in his arms. She was so drunk that she was confused and didn't recognize the person in front of her at all.

Zi Gu leaned into Si Yu's ear and said mysteriously, "I'll tell you a secret. I've lived for a hundred years, so I know everything."

Si Yu paused.

Suddenly, he remembered that Yao Wang once said that his Azhao had been lonely for a hundred years.

Little Azhao must have believed in the words of the medicine king, so he thinks day by day and dreams at night.

Actually took the dream seriously.

But he was still very curious, what Song Zhao in the dream thought of him.

They all say the truth after drinking.

Si Yu was curious, "Then what does your fourth brother have to do with you in the future?"

Song Zhao answered every question, and his eyes widened seriously, "The future fourth brother, of course, is very powerful, he will have power in the court, and the entire court dare not provoke him.

I have nothing to do with his future, but I can't miss such a good potential stock, so I will take the initiative to approach him and want to win him into my teammate, I am smart..."

The temperature in Si Yu's eyes instantly disappeared, "What did you say?"

He narrowed his eyes dangerously, "You approached him and helped him before, just to win him over?"

Song Zhao didn't realize it, and said with a bit of complacency, "Why not? I call it "preparation for a rainy day. When my fourth brother is not very good, give him some sweetness, and he will remember my kindness." I can let it go later..."

As she spoke, she rubbed her eyes sleepily, and she didn't have the energy to speak anymore.

Si Yu quietly watched Song Zhao who was sleeping in his arms.

He finally understood.

No wonder Song Zhao would suddenly change his attitude and treat him differently, sweetly calling him brother, leading the Song family to support him, and even saving him many times regardless of his own life——

It's all because she knows his background and wants to win him over.

At this moment, the cloud of doubts that had been elusive in my heart got the clearest answer.

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When Song Zhao woke up, he found himself back on his bed.

The end of the hangover gave her a splitting headache, and she sat on the bed and rubbed her head for a long time before she recovered.

Then she thought of the scene of being drunk, and the drinking truth to Si Yu!

"It's over, it's over, why did I tell Mr. Si Xiaolang the truth?"

Song Zhao covered his face,

His face turned pale for a moment, and he almost couldn't breathe.

She just wished she could time travel back and never touch a drop of wine again.

Song Zhao tapped his head, trying to recall Si Yu's expression at that time, but found that he couldn't remember anything.

The powerful minister must be very disappointed after knowing her little thoughts, thinking that she is powerful and realistic!

The only thing that is fortunate at the moment is.

Song Zhao didn't spit out the words of assassinating him quickly, otherwise it would really be Shura's field!

When Song Zhao collapsed, Bi Qing opened the bead curtain and entered the room, and said respectfully, "Miss Song, Beauty Wang and Beauty Bai have come to greet you."

Song Zhao's eyes lit up.

She promised that Si Yu would get rid of these two beauties within three days, and let Queen Gu suffer the consequences.

As long as things are done smoothly, Si Yu's anger will disappear by then.

Thinking of this, Song Zhao immediately cheered up and went out to deal with it.

Hall.

Beauty Bai stood respectfully, while Beauty Wang sat there as if she had no bones.

There was no trace of respect on her face, and she even said to Beauty Bai confidently, "Sister Bai, we are the women of the governor, and the girl from the Song family is not our mistress, so you don't need to bow down to her."

The white beauty said helplessly, "Sister Wang, Miss Song is in charge of Lord Dudu's back house, so she is naturally our master."

Wang Meiren scoffed.

No matter how beautiful Ren Bai persuaded her, she just couldn't get up.

Song Zhao came out from behind the screen, staring at the two beauties with a half-smile.

It was clearly a yellow-haired girl who hadn't reached the age of hair, but she had a pair of sharp eyes that knew everything, and when she swept over lightly, it was like a sharp knife.

The white beauty lowered her head and saluted politely, "My concubine please greet Miss Song."

Song Zhao sat on the main seat by himself, "You are welcome, beauty, sit down."

Wang Meiren said lazily, "My concubine pays her respects to Miss Song."

Song Zhao gave Biqing a look.

Biqing stepped forward, and without a word, pulled away the stool under Wang Meiren's buttocks.

Wang Meiren fell to the ground, stood up holding her buttocks and asked angrily, "Miss Song, what do you mean?"

Song Zhao said casually, "Wang Meiren's legs and feet are fine. I thought you were not feeling well, so I didn't know how to salute and say hello."

Beauty Wang blushed.

She originally thought that Song Zhao was a delicate girl who didn't understand anything, and she wanted to give Song Zhao a blow so that she could handle it smoothly.

Unexpectedly, Song Zhao turned her down and gave her a blow.

Wang Meiren retorted, "Miss Song is only in charge of the inner house for the governor's wife, not the head of the house. Why should I greet you?"

Biqing reprimanded, "Presumptuous, even if Miss Song is not the head of the house, you are a little concubine, and you should call yourself a slave when talking to Miss Song, and bow down."

Wang Meiren choked her neck, "I am the woman of the chief governor, and the empress sent me to serve the chief governor."

She emphatically mentioned the queen, trying to put pressure on Song Zhao.

After all, with Queen Gu backing her, no one can touch her.

To move is to disrespect Queen Gu.

Song Zhao said lightly, "You say that, but I don't dare to say anything more. Why don't you ask the empress to come and comment, only she can convince you."

Wang Meiren's complexion changed.

She just used the Empress Empress to put pressure on Song Zhao.

She is a thing for warming the bed, but she has no face to let the empress make a trip to comment.

And with the queen's temperament, she will definitely feel that she is useless, so she will just abandon her and replace her with a sensible beauty.

After analyzing the pros and cons, Wang Meiren didn't dare to be arrogant anymore, and knelt down on the ground with a plop, "My concubine pays her respects."

The white beauty was secretly startled.

On the contrary, she underestimated this girl from the Song family, and a few words were enough to deter people, making people dare not disobey her.

Fortunately, Wang Meiren, an idiot, helped her test the waters.

Song Zhao hooked his lips.

Without letting Beauty Wang get up, she picked up the strawberries on the table and ate them, and asked in a gentle tone, "How are the two beauties staying?"