The Group Pet Sister Became the Petite Bag of the Powerful Minister

Chapter 766 The Yun Family Confronts Tantai Mo.

Song Zhao fixedly stared at Si Yu's eyebrows.

Suddenly he raised his hand and hooked it, "Come here."

Si Yu's eyes were bent down, his body leaned forward, and leaned in front of Song Zhao.

The regent, who is feared outside, is like a large pet wagging his tail at this moment, longing for the owner's touch.

Song Zhao's heart sank instantly.

Her tense body relaxed slightly, and her fingers gently stroked the man's hair.

"You know... Your Majesty won't live for more than a month."

Si Yuren had tall legs and long legs, so it was uncomfortable to lower his head like this, but in order to make Song Zhao feel comfortable, he lay on the barrel directly.

His eyelids were raised, and his face was obscured by the mist from the wooden bucket. He said with a smile, "One month later, this world, I will give it to you, how about it?"

Song Zhao curled her fingertips, she lowered her hands, and asked seriously, "Do you really want to be the emperor?"

Si Yu asked back, "Haven't you been helping me match up?"

Song Zhao tightened his lips.

Now there is nothing to understand.

It seems that Si Yu took her various actions of seizing power and helping him as a performance of grabbing the throne for him.

But Song Zhao kept silent.

She didn't want Si Yu to be the emperor.

From the beginning to the end, what she wanted was to hold the imperial power in her hands, send her enemies to hell one by one, and preserve the glory of the Song family.

Si Yu stood up straight, and followed him into the barrel.

Stretching out his hand, Song Zhao, who had nothing on his body, entered his arms.

The man stroked the girl's fair and clean back with his big hand, and he said softly, "Azhao, that position was originally mine.

I know that you understand me best, so from the beginning to the end, you only chose me. "

Back then when the crown prince wanted the Song family to surrender.

Si Yu was very scared at that time.

He was afraid that Song Zhao would choose the prince, and that Song Zhao would meet him in battle for the prince in the future.

After all, Song Zhao before the age of twelve was a simple-minded noble girl who didn't know the sufferings of the world.

But then Song Zhao suddenly became smarter.

She rejected the prince and chose him.

At that moment, in Si Yu's dead world, spring blossomed.

At first, Si Yu didn't believe that Song Zhao really chose him, after all, he was not familiar with Song Zhao at that time.

It has always been just his one-sided peeping.

But after that, Song Zhao deliberately seized power for him again and again.

Full of heart, she held the Ministry of Justice into his hands.

Si Yu swore in his heart that he would definitely give the world to Song Zhao.

Song Zhao lowered his head, not letting Si Yu see the surging emotions in her eyes.

She said softly, "Actually, being an emperor is very tiring. You see, His Majesty is bald before he is sixty years old."

Si Yu, "..."

He couldn't help laughing, "Have you considered such a long-term view before sitting on it?"

Song Zhao said seriously, "I look at the face."

Si Yu also replied seriously, "The reason His Majesty is bald is because he has too many concubines and excessive indulgence. But I will only have you, and I will take good care of my body. I guarantee that when I grow old, I will be a very handsome man."

Song Zhao couldn't find any other reasons for a while, thought about it, and deliberately said, "How could the emperor have only one concubine... At that time, all civil and military officials in the court will let you accept a concubine. You will definitely not be able to help it. Isn't it impossible to avoid baldness? "

Si Yu, "..."

However, although.

The point of these words shouldn't be Na Fei, why did they talk about baldness?

He moved his forehead, bowed his head and kissed Song Zhao's chattering lips, his breath was warm, "Azhao, you know me best, you stay with me, okay?"

Song Zhao wanted to say something else.

But Si Yu leaned over and bit her lip, sinking down.

What I wanted to say was rushed to the sky by the surge of lust.

Song Zhao's fingers pinched into Si Yu's arm.

His voice was hoarse, "My husband assures you that even if you become the emperor, you will always be as energetic as you are now, and you will never be bald."

"..."

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