Chapter 616: Idiot 4

The man's hands have thick calluses on his fingertips and palms due to years of martial arts practice.

Song Zhao's delicate fingers were rubbed by the other party, which was quite comfortable.

Nobody noticed anyway.

Song Zhao earnestly earned a few times, then ate the tea in front of him as if nothing had happened.

Song Ting couldn't understand the polite conversation on the scene, and was turning his head to talk to the general behind him.

Si Yu can stare straight at Song Zhao without fear of being looked down upon by his father-in-law.

Ever since the two of them communicated with each other, he especially liked to stare at Song Zhao.

Those deep and beautiful peach blossom eyes fixedly stare at the person, the eyes are as dark as the deep sea, and the pupils are dark and seductive.

From the strands of hair to the embroidered shoes, it seems that I can never get enough.

Song Zhao couldn't finish his tea, so Yuanliu stared at him, "Why are you looking at me again?!"

Si Yu smiled softly, his tone a little loose, "Can't you watch it?"

It's not impossible.

but.

Song Zhao muttered, "You should blink your eyes anyway, otherwise I always feel that your eyes seem to want to eat my flesh."

Si Yu blinked obediently, bent his eyes slightly, and said with a breathy low smile, "You should be more confident when you say this."

"ah?"

Song Zhao wrinkled his nose.

I suspect that something incompatible with me has appeared in the head of the powerful minister.

Si Yu didn't want to keep looking at Song Zhao, but he couldn't help it.

When he secretly liked her before, he could only look at her secretly.

Now that she has become his fiancée, of course he wants to see her.

If you don't look at it, you don't know, but after looking at it, you will find that the face you have memorized by heart, every time you look at it, the next look is better than the last one.

—— Ah Zhao's face is so small and cute, it's about the size of his palm, how could he have such a delicate face?

——The pink skirt Azhao wore today looked more beautiful than yesterday's crimson color, and his skin was also very fair. He still remembered how smooth it felt to the touch.

——What a perfect girl, she is his wife.

So happy.

Si Yu's eyes were almost glued to Song Zhao's body, and people around couldn't help turning their heads to look at him a few times.

Song Zhao's ears were burning, and she said helplessly, "Stop reading it, it's not that you don't know him."

"oh."

Si Yu forced himself to look away.

The hand with which his fingers were clasped with hers moved, stretched his thumb, and the fingertips slipped on the palm of Song Zhao's hand.

Song Zhao was also bored, silently counting strokes.

The result of the count is.

"I like you." He looked up at her and said slowly.

"..." Song Zhao couldn't help laughing, very shallowly, "Be more reserved, which fiancé is like you."

Just after finishing speaking, Song Zhao felt a scrutinizing gaze cast on himself.

She looked over intuitively, and met the eyes of that Huiling Guoshi.

In just a moment, the scrutiny in the eyes of Master Huiling turned flat, and he turned his eyes away as if nothing had happened.

Not long after that, the banquet ended and everyone went back to their homes.

But Song Zhao always thought about the way Master Huiling looked at her, as if he knew her, which made her a little uneasy.

*

National Master Huiling asked to live in the Prince's Mansion, and Emperor Yuan Chun naturally agreed, telling the prince to entertain National Teacher Huiling.

The crown prince took Master Huiling back to the Prince's Mansion, and on the way he told about Ziwei's star energy. When he arrived at the Prince's Mansion, Master Huiling went to the Taiji Room and saw the Prince's astrolabe, and then used his own props to perform new divinations. .

When Master Huiling divination, the prince was waiting outside the door.

After a while, Empress Gu and Yin Wanyang came one after the other.