Chapter 686 Untitled Chapter

Si Yu tugged at the reins, and the steed raised its hooves.

Using internal force to move the air, the pressure made everyone breathless.

The people who were clamoring loudly lost their momentum one after another.

The prince looked at Si Yu coldly, "Young Marquis, Gu knows that you don't want Princess Zhaoyang, but since Princess Zhaoyang has affected Gu's luck, she should pay the price."

"Burn Benhou's fiancée to death?"

Si Yu tilted his head.

A ten-eyed pistol quickly slipped from his wide robe sleeve.

The ruthless aura around him quickly permeated with the smell of gunpowder.

"Who dares?"

The prince was startled when he saw the gunpowder in Si Yu's hand, "You actually brought the gunpowder to the Sun Temple, aren't you crazy?"

Master Huiling's face was solemn, "The temple is quiet, how can we bring in something as hostile as gunpowder!

No wonder God is angry, it's all your fault! "

Si Yu hooked the pistol with his slender index finger, and opened his robe to the sky.

"boom."

"Those who are not afraid of death, just try it." The man curled his lips, his peach eyes were full of bloodshot color, he coldly glanced at everyone, and paused every word, "This Marquis does not believe in fate, nor does he believe in heaven! Anyone who dares If you touch a single hair of Princess Zhaoyang, this Marquis will order him to die today without a place to bury him!"

Where have the common people seen such a terrible battle, they immediately lost their voices.

The veins on the back of the prince's hands popped up, and he said fiercely, "Junhou, are you openly fighting against Dasheng? Princess Zhaoyang is just a demon—"

Before the word "female" came out, Si Yu flipped the switch.

With a bang, it exploded towards the towering ancient tree behind the prince.

There was a deafening sound in the ear, and the people around were scared and ran away with their heads in their hands.

The prince was the closest to the firepower, and the dust from the fallen ancient tree splashed all over him.

The prince's face turned blue, and he turned his head to the side and vomited wildly.

Si Yu blew on the pistol, arrogant and arrogant, "If Dasheng's safety requires the sacrifice of my fiancée, then I will overthrow this prosperous world."

This is crazy.

Crazy enough that if there is a spokesperson here, if one reports it, Si Yu will undoubtedly die.

For a moment, everyone trembled, and no one dared to think of Song Zhao again.

Song Zhao raised his eyebrows.

She felt touched and sweet in her heart, and gently called out to Mr. Quan Chen.

"Don't be afraid."

Si Yu held Song Zhao's hand, gentle and domineering, "The Marquis is here."

The warmth of the man's palm is powerful, as if at any time, even if the way forward is blocked, he will be her eternal retreat.

Do not know why.

Song Zhao had a sore nose for a moment.

She couldn't help thinking,

If in her previous life, when she was driven to a dead end, the powerful minister could overthrow the world for her like today, how great would it be?

"Master Zhaoyang, it's time to pray for rain." The governor reminded loudly.

Song Zhao's eyebrows twitched, and he clasped Si Yu's hand instead.

The two got off their horses and walked to the main stage side by side.

Master Huiling suddenly sneered, "Princess Zhaoyang, you don't think that you can succeed in praying for rain, do you?"

"You can't ask for rain, it's your problem." Song Zhao sneered, and announced word by word, "The princess has already calculated that Jingzhou will die at three quarters of the day today, thunder and clouds will rain three feet zero Forty-two o'clock."

When the words fell to the ground, everyone was stunned.

Princess Zhaoyang actually spoke so full of words, as if it was true.

While everyone is digesting.

Si Yu and Song Zhao strode up the stairs.

In order to match the solemn scene of praying for rain, the two of them wore black and gold clothes of the same color today.

Under the sunlight, the dark golden cloud patterns on the hem and cuffs of the two people's clothes seemed to have passed through a layer of light.

Everyone in that radiance thought they saw a god descending to earth.

Si Yu stepped up to the main stage first, and the last step was a bit high, so he stretched out his hand towards Song Zhao.

The man's upper body was slightly bent, and his deep eyebrows shone into Song Zhao's clear pupils.

At this moment, some vague memories buried by the years suddenly became clear.

she remembered.

In the previous life, after the Song family fell, the clan members were all in the hands of the crown prince who had successfully enthroned.

And she was taken as a hostage and put under house arrest in the palace.

She was locked in a damp basement, and because of hunger and cold, her consciousness was actually not very clear.

Until she felt a bright light in front of her eyes, she tried to open her eyes.

Then she saw Si Yu in armor standing in front of her.

At that time, Si Yu had already become the regent with great power on his own.

He wrote rebellion on his face, confronted Qi Dan every day, and the whole court was in flames.

Song Zhao knew that the regent was so bloodthirsty that the child cried at night, thinking that he was here to kill her, and was so frightened that he dared not open his eyes.

However, he just looked at her coldly, and said sarcastically, "I have already told you to stay away from Qi Dan long ago, and you deserve what you're doing now."

Song Zhao was ashamed.

In fact, over the years, every time she went out, she always ran into Si Yu.

But she looked down on Si Yu. She thought that Si Yu was worthless when he endured the humiliation before, but after Si Yu rose up, she felt that Si Yu was not decent.

She is the concubine's daughter, and he is the former prince.

They were not on the same path.

The two never get in touch with each other.

Moreover, since the Song family surrendered to the prince, Song Zhao also regarded Si Yu as an enemy.

The first time they contacted was the day she planned to take the whole family to surrender to the prince.

Si Yu found her, and condescendingly told her to have some brains.

But Song Zhao at that meeting couldn't listen at all.

She felt that Si Yu was purely trying to win her over to help him rebel.

She scolded him sarcastically, but she couldn't remember exactly how she scolded him, but she only remembered that Si Yu ran away in anger.

Now imprisoned in embarrassment, the whole family is in a different place.

Song Zhao regretted dying in his heart, but in front of Si Yu, he tried his best not to show a trace of cowardice.

"Enough of the jokes? Is the regent satisfied?" Song Zhao remembered her cold reply.

After she finished speaking, she regretted it.

After all, the world knows how terrifying the Regent is.

She is just a down-and-out daughter of a family, and the regent can get to know him at any time.

But Si Yu didn't.

Not only did he not, he unexpectedly brought her enough food and said to her, "Wait for me for three days."

Song Zhao raised his eyes.

She looked at the Prince Regent who suddenly became gentle in surprise, and was completely dumbfounded.

The girl who was locked in the basement was dirty all over her face and body.

And the noble regent squatted in front of her without disdain, reaching out to wipe off the stain on her cheek.

"Three days later, this king will let you see a new world."

Song Zhao faintly understood something. She knew that the regent was plotting to rebel, but he did not hesitate to tell her, who was still an enemy, such an important matter.

"Why help me?" Song Zhao asked him.

The regent stared at her and smiled. There were other emotions in his eyes, which were so complicated that people couldn't understand.

It seems that there is a reason that needs to be explained, but he said it concisely.

"When I was a child, you gave me a piece of candy."

"This king should also pay you back."