Chapter 425 Congratulations to Princess Zhaoyang 1

Although,

Song Zhao also felt that her previous embroidering skills were hard to describe in a single word. She had already degraded the mandarin ducks into hens.

Others say it's okay, but the powerful minister is her future husband!

It's impossible for her to be the only woman in the world who wants to be perfect in the eyes of her husband!

Hen intestines or something...absolutely not!

"...Is my embroidery that bad?" Song Zhao's eyelids drooped, and he looked sad, "Brother, do you want to stop tasting? It's quite interesting..."

Si Yu lowered his eyes and stared straight at the little girl.

Song Zhao felt even more guilty, and his voice became smaller and smaller, "Okay, I admit...it's really a bit ugly, no one would like to wear it on their body, you'd better leave it to me, otherwise people will laugh at you if they see it .”

"Song Zhao."

Si Yu suddenly called out Song Zhao's name.

Song Zhao looked at him dejectedly, still embarrassed by his messy embroidery work.

Si Yu stared at the little girl for a while. He didn't want to praise the purse because he was jealous, but he saw her disappointed.

As if he had finally lost the battle, he sighed imperceptibly,

"My brother was joking with you."

Song Zhao glanced at him in doubt.

"The purse made by Ah Zhao himself is neither black nor ugly. To me, it is the most perfect work of art in the world."

Si Yu took out the purse and stuck it in his palm,

The corners of his lips curved, "If no one in this world cherishes Zhao's heart."

He lowered his eyes, and kissed lightly on the purse pitifully, "Brother will cherish it."

*

paddock.

When Song Zhaosi and Yu arrived, the place was already very lively.

On the ring, the generals of the two countries have already begun to compete.

The paddock is huge, and the Everbright site occupies a thousand acres.

outside the venue.

Most of the officials and their family members were occupied inside and outside, and they all toasted and drank at their respective positions according to the rank of the officials, talking and laughing happily.

People from the Dasheng Dynasty sat on the left, and everyone from the South Vietnamese Mission sat on the right.

There is a clear distinction between Wei and Wei.

As soon as Song Zhao entered the paddock, he met Song Ti and Yun Shi.

"Zhao Zhao, dad is afraid that you won't find a place when you come, so he and your mother will pick you up." Song Ting squeezed between Si Yu and Song Zhao.

The daughter is getting older, and it is an instinctive reaction for the father to dislike her standing with other men.

Song Zhao called his parents and asked, "Where are my grandmother and brothers?"

"Your grandmother didn't come because she didn't want to be troubled because of her age. Your elder brother blocked our seat. We will sit quietly in a while."

Song Zhi said in a thief-like way, after all, Emperor Yuan Chun had not left his throne, so it was not appropriate for them to be courtiers running around.

Yun's glanced at her daughter's red cheeks, "Why is Zhao Zhao's face red?"

Song Zhao touched his cheek and said unnaturally, "It's a little hot."

Song Ting thought it was okay, but when his daughter said it was hot, he said lovingly, "If you feel hot, take off your cloak, Daddy will hold it for you."

"Let's put it on, it will be windy in a while."

Song Zhao tightened her cloak, she liked the smell of the powerful minister very much.

While talking, the family walked towards the seats along a narrow and unobtrusive path, just in time to meet Tantai Mo narrow road who was leaving the banquet to go to the clean room.

Song Ti walked in the front, and when he faced Tantai Mo, he held his head high and chest out in a particularly majestic manner.

Only one person can pass on this road. Knowing her husband's chewing temper, Yun yanked Song Tin's robe from behind, "General, let's make room for this envoy."

Suddenly, I thought of what Fu Ting said to Fu Pei in the last book: If no one in the world likes Fu Pei.

Fu Ting would like it.

whee!

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