Chapter 345 Song Zhao Loses Ma Shuai and Explodes 2

Song Zhao was very satisfied with Si Yu's reaction, took a glass of milk and drank it slowly.

"Brother, do you think this beauty looks familiar?"

Si Yu instantly understood what Song Zhao wanted to do, and his eyes were quite meaningful, "The beauty you chose for the Holy One?"

Song Zhao nodded seriously.

When Si Yu said that Emperor Yuan Chun had a white moonlight before, she was very curious about this ancient bloody love story, so she asked Si Yu for a portrait of Bai Yueguang.

Emperor Yuan Chun secretly hid the portrait of Bai Yueguang in his study. Si Yu accidentally saw it once when he was a child, so he repainted one for her with his amazing memory.

Song Zhao looked at it at the time and passed it, and didn't take this matter to heart.

Later, Empress Gu sent two beauties to Si Yu, which gave Song Zhao a lot of inspiration at that time, so she privately asked her dark guards to look for beauties from all over the world according to the portraits.

Similar substitutes are easy to be replaced, and she has to find one that is exactly the same as the portrait in order to replace Queen Gu's position in Emperor Yuan Chun's heart.

At that time, Song Zhao was totally aiming to respond to Queen Gu, until he realized his feelings for Si Yu, and when he thought about it again, he felt a bit sour after realizing it.

Song Zhao put down his half-drinked milk tea, and snorted coldly, "The Empress sent you a beauty to spy on you, so I will treat her as a person, and send a beauty to the Holy One to watch you Every move in the palace can still respond to the empress."

With her back against the Duke's Mansion, Queen Gu has another face that resembles the face of Emperor Yuan Chun's first love.

Even through these incidents, Emperor Yuan Chun became dissatisfied with the crown prince Gu Empress, but as long as Empress Gu put on a face similar to Bai Yueguang's bitter plan all day long, over time, Emperor Yuan Chun's anger disappeared, and Empress Gu would still be the radiant one. Queen of the Palace.

As long as Queen Gu is stable, the status of the prince will be stable for a day.

The first thing Song Zhao has to do is to let the emperor and empress leave.

First create internal troubles, and then engage in foreign troubles will get twice the result with half the effort.

Song Zhao felt irritated just thinking about it, and the cat's eyes shone with sly light, making Si Yu feel itchy in his heart.

Just looking at it, I thought, hold her in my arms, and do whatever I want.

But that would scare people away.

Si Yu sat still as a gentleman, took out a handkerchief and handed it over, "Wipe the milk from your mouth."

Song Zhao put his hands on the table, leaned over like a cat, his eyebrows were like a crescent moon, "Brother, wipe it for me~"

This intimate and coquettish tone.

Si Yu's throat was dry, his eyes were deep and he couldn't see the bottom, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Don't you think it's inappropriate for us?"

He still remembered holding her hand before, and she said it was against the rules.

After a pause, he added, "I don't even have a name."

Song Zhao pretended not to understand his hint, and blinked obediently, "What is my sister afraid of? Can't a brother wipe his sister's mouth?"

Si Yu, "..."

Why does this brother and sister routine sound familiar?

But looking at Song Zhao's clean and innocent eyes, he felt that he was thinking too much.

The little girl is so obedient, how could she imitate him and shamelessly take advantage of him in the name of siblings?

If you want to tell her directly, he can just lie down on the spot.

Si Yu thinks that Song Zhao may have too much sense of substitution as his younger sister, and really treats him as his own brother.

So he wiped her mouth unpleasantly.

The man's downcast eyes are so sexy and good-looking, enough to make countless girls bow their heads.

When Si Yu withdrew his hand, Song Zhao couldn't help grabbing his wrist.

"Brother, you are so gentle." Song Zhao's voice was soft, his cat's eyes were raised, and he was unconsciously seductive.

Si Yu flicked his fingertips.

Song Zhao tilted his head and exhaled like blue, "My sister likes it so much."

Si Yu, "..."

Hold.