Chapter 482 Song Zhao Wants to Marry Him 8
Song Zhao was so anxious that he rushed forward and covered Si Yu's mouth, and said seriously, "Bah, bah, you are not allowed to say unlucky words."
Si Yu's eyebrows twitched, and he let the girl's fragrant palm cover his lips, and his thin lips parted slightly, "Where is it unlucky?"
Didn't he already promise to rush back to celebrate her birthday?
Song Zhao felt the moistness of his palms one after another, and when the man spoke, his Adam's apple slid up and down, causing the magnetism to penetrate through his palm to the apex of his heart.
She curled her fingertips physiologically, and her tone was full of tension, "I read it in a script, this saying is called Murphy's Law, everything will take longer than you expected.
Once you make a plan to come back on time, all kinds of dangerous or thrilling accidents will definitely happen in the process to prevent you from coming back. For example, Nanxun has high mountains and far rivers, maybe you will encounter bandits on the road... I will worry about you. "
Si Yu's deep eyes darkened instantly.
A Zhao has never been a person who would make trouble without reason, but in order to prevent him from being a private salt, she said such things that did not match her personality.
Which of the things he did before was not dangerous, but he never heard her worry about him.
Although he knew that this was just an excuse for her nonsense, Si Yu was still patient, grabbed her hand and held it in his palm, and replied seriously, "I promise to come back on time, and I will go back and forth for at most two months, nothing will happen. !"
He still wants to come back to marry Ah Zhao of the Song family, how could he let himself have trouble?
Seeing that he couldn't get in, Song Zhao was angry and anxious, and scratched his hand, his eyes widened, "How do you know it's okay? You think you're a prophet!
Don't you know that if there's a chance that things could go wrong, no matter how small the chances are, it will happen. "
It was quiet all around.
Di Zi couldn't bear it anymore, and said sternly, "Master Zhaoyang, you really worry too much. We have been doing private salt transportation with the master for so many years, and we have never made a single mistake. Even if there is danger, our subordinates are the first to block it." , don’t shake the morale of the army here.”
Song Zhaoliang said, "It is because you are so conceited that disasters will befall you.
Before I came here, I had made a calculation. If you go south this time, you will definitely be intercepted and killed, and all the private salt will be robbed. At that time, can you ensure that you will take care of all the consequences? "
When Di Zi heard this, he laughed angrily, "Foretelling? Are you sure you're not trying to make everyone happy with this kind of unrealistic mystical technique?"
Di Zi looked at Song Zhao as if he was mentally retarded.
This woman is absolutely insane.
Talking about her birthday couldn't keep the master, so she immediately changed it to fortune-telling, why not just say that she was born again?
Even a fool can tell that this is obviously an excuse.
In order to hinder her master's career, this woman can really say anything.
The other guards were also quite speechless...but because Song Zhao saved their lives and was a weapon designer they admired, with such a filter, even if they didn't understand, they were not as aggressive as Di Zi.
It's just a tactful persuasion, "Princess Zhaoyang, don't worry, only a few of us know our route this time. The other sergeants are only responsible for transportation, and with the pass card in Sister Yunxiu's hand, even if there are bandits, they will If you don’t know our roadmap, how can we intercept and kill them?”
These words reminded Song Zhao.
Since the road map was determined privately, then the interception in the previous life...was an inner ghost?
What about tickets~