Chapter 424 Untitled Chapter

When he said he was satisfied, Song Zhao tilted his head slightly, revealing a cold and wicked smile.

The prince only felt creepy, and the sense of déjà vu that he was about to be cheated was strong.

He touched the lower molars with the tip of his tongue, took a deep look at Song Zhao, turned and left.

The matter of marrying Song Zhao will be discussed later, he has to make arrangements with his mother, and be careful before he suffers.

Duan Yunsui also followed the prince, and before leaving, he stared at Song Zhao habitually for a moment.

The current sister Zhaozhao has become more and more unfamiliar to him.

After the crown prince left, Song Zhao let out a foul breath, and turned his head to meet Si Yu's icy eyes.

The man hooked the purse with his fingertips, squeezed it thoughtfully, and said with a half-smile, "Our little Azhao can still embroider purses?"

Song Zhao touched the tip of his nose.

Inexplicably embarrassed, she said in a low voice, "I embroidered it casually when I was young and ignorant... just pretend you didn't see it, okay?"

She really doesn't remember the purse.

But the dog prince said it was made at the age of ten, presumably it was because her father had the heart to surrender to the prince at that time, and asked her to be good friends with the prince, so she embroidered the purse for him.

Song Zhao didn't care about such trivial matters.

But it happened to let the powerful minister bump into him.

In the modern world, it is not enough for a woman to embroider a purse for a man, but in ancient times, this is a bit ambiguous.

Si Yu raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his straight nose, looking at the little girl's guilty conscience.

Seeming to be absurd, he actually laughed angrily, "Can you give a purse to a nephew when you are young and ignorant?"

Song Zhao looked at the sky and the earth but didn't look at him, as if covering up his guilty conscience, he took a step back and raised his voice, "Would you be ignorant... Children are easy to be fooled...so it doesn't count my responsibility."

"Easy to be fooled?" Si Yu murmured in a low voice, frowning and thinking about something.

Song Zhao nodded seriously, honestly.

"Then can I fool you?"

Si Yu bent down slightly, his Adam's apple rolled down slowly, and leaned closer and said,

"Little friend, give your brother a kiss."

"..."

Song Zhao's heart beat violently, and he pushed his face away in disgust, "What nonsense are you talking about, how can I be so easy to fool?"

Si Yu didn't want to be fooled, but just felt that teasing a kitten was a good feeling. Hearing this, she stood up straight, her peach blossom eyes stared at her non-stop,

"You better be."

He laughed with a long breath, "Otherwise I will break your leg."

"..."

so brutal.

She, she likes it!

Song Zhao frowned, and brought the topic to the topic, "Brother, have you arranged for Furong?"

Furong is the beauty that Song Zhao prepared for Emperor Yuanchun.

Si Yu nodded, responded lazily, and put the purse on his fingertips into his bosom very naturally.

"Let's go to the paddock."

"Hmm..." Song Zhao blinked, hurriedly followed a few steps, and reminded, "Throw away that purse..."

Si Yu walked casually, "What purse?"

Song Zhao suspected that the powerful minister did it on purpose. She didn't want to mention the prince because of this, so she muttered softly, "Just that black and ugly purse you just held..."

"Black, black, ugly..." Si Yu thought for a moment, then asked gently, "Can you give me a concrete reminder?"

Song Zhao choked up suddenly, his little face turned red, and he said slowly, "The one with the hen embroidered..."

Si Yu raised his eyebrows, with a hint of ridicule, "I don't have a hen here, only a pile of hen intestines."

"..."