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

   Chapter 36 Meet Siyu again 1

  Song Zhao still remembered that Duan Ziqi's concubines who were later brought into the house were all half-old girls less than twelve years old.

In addition, he also built a darkroom in his yard to imprison the young girls who were kidnapped from the homes of ordinary people, and spoiled those poor girls one by one. means to kill him.

   He thought that everything was perfect, but God has eyes, so that the young girl he **** once escaped, and his ugly face was revealed.

  The people were outraged, and the joint letter alerted Emperor Yuanchun to the emperor.

  Emperor Yuan Chun abolished his qualifications for meritorious service and beat him to a crippled state.

  Song Zhao's eyes were cold, and he just found a reason to pull Song Yao away from Mrs. Duan.

   Mrs. Duan didn't care on the surface, but in her heart she was secretly annoyed that Song Zhao didn't have rules.

   She followed Duan Ziqi to the back, "Ziqi, didn't I ask you to please Yao Yao? What are you doing staring at that straw bag of the Song family?"

   Duan Ziqi was intrigued by Song Zhao's immaturity, "Mother, we are marrying the daughter of the Song family anyway, can I choose Miss Song Er?"

"Are you crazy? Miss Song isn't even close to her hair yet!" Madam Duan glared at her eldest son and said in a low voice, "Don't be confused, mother knows what you like, but Song Zhao is the golden bump of the Song family. , we can't provoke the Song family now, if you attack Song Zhao, our whole family will not be able to eat and walk away."

   Duan Ziqi touched his nose angrily, and a pity flashed in his eyes.

Mrs. Duan analyzed the pros and cons for him, "Ziqi, you have to understand that your things cannot be seen in the light. Once they are discovered, our family's reputation will be ruined. Song Zhao will grow up sooner or later. There will be a lot of trouble in the house, but Song Yao is very easy to handle."

   Duan Ziqi was awakened instantly.

  Mother is right, Song Yao is knowledgeable, gentle and small. Marrying back can not only support his appearance, but also cover up for him, so that he can play with...young...girls to his heart's content in the future.

   Mrs. Duan smiled lovingly when she saw the eldest son put away her heart, "Don't worry, the Song family is now a high-ranking master, and is stared at by Emperor Yuan Chun, you can't make a mistake.

  Otherwise, how could the Song family let those high-level disciples not, and marry Song Yao down? Not to ease Emperor Yuan Chun's suspicions.

  Niang thought, the Song family is afraid that they also want to pinch our family, but the mother has already prepared the backhand, you have performed well these two days, and you must coax Song Yao into obedience. "

   Duan Ziqi nodded.

Madam Duan chuckled lightly, not concealing the treacherous conspiracy in her eyes, and said, "When the wedding date is fixed on the third day, the Song family will have to limit us everywhere, our good days are to come! If you still like Song by then Zhao, it's not bad for your mother to find a chance to help you get that Song Zhao to play with you."

   Duan Ziqi's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but peek at Song Zhao again.

   Just as Song Zhao turned his head to glance, the girl had a harmless and cute face, but those eyes were extremely dark and cold.

   Duan Ziqi couldn't help but fight a cold war, and there was a feeling of suffocation after being stared at by Lord Yama.

   He rubbed his eyes quickly, and when he looked again, he couldn't see anything, as if it was just his imagination,

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   On the first day of the banquet, everyone was talking to each other in the hall.

  Song Bin took Song Jin to appear in front of everyone. Song Zhao felt bored and sneaked to the Xi Tiantai in the backyard.

  It is on a mountainside, surrounded by cliffs.

  Under the lush pine and cypress trees in the distance, Si Yu was sitting in front of the stone table in an ivory white robe with a collar, playing a game against himself.

  Song Zhao stared at this scene blankly.

   The sun was shining brightly, penetrating the branches and scattering on the boy.

   He holds a black chess, and his fingertips are slender and white. The whole scene is like a heavy-colored landscape painting.

   (end of this chapter)