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

Late at night, Si Yu returned to his residence, an empty cave.

He has a special status, although he can freely enter and leave the banquets of any powerful family, but no one will take him seriously, so he will not arrange a place for him.

But it's also a lot more convenient, at least you don't have to stretch your nerves all the time.

Si Yu sat cross-legged on the ground and pulled up the hem of his shirt.

On the well-defined abdomen, an obvious hazy wound is oozing blood.

This is the injury Si Yu suffered while practicing martial arts a few days ago. For unknown reasons, the wound has not healed.

Di Zi quietly appeared and handed Si Yu the plaster and bandages he had bought.

He knelt on the ground and said hesitantly, "Your Highness, are you really going to help that Song Er girl tomorrow? But there are so many people in the racetrack, and the subordinates will be able to see His Highness's strength by caring people. What about His Highness's patience in the past?" , is likely to be in vain.”

"It's just a horse race. I can't hide in the dark forever. Sooner or later, I will reveal myself." Si Yu wrapped the bandage around the wound leisurely, his voice indifferent and unwavering.

He has endured it for long enough, it's time to show his edge little by little.

Di Zi was worried, "But the wound on His Highness's body hasn't healed yet, and the horse riding is too much, it may burst..."

"No problem." Si Yu put on his clothes indifferently.

This little wound will be fine after a night of rest, so don't worry about it.

Since I promised the little girl, I can't break my promise.

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the next day.

Song Zhao had something on his mind, he didn't sleep well all night, and got up early.

After washing up under the service of Bell, Song Zhao went to Song Yao's room.

Song Yao didn't sleep well because of Song Zhao's words last night.

At the same time, the two sisters looked at each other with red eyes like rabbits, smiled at each other tacitly, and went to look for Song Wen arm in arm.

After breakfast with Song Ting, the father and daughter went directly to the racetrack.

There are not many people in the racecourse, because most of the officials choose to go to the hot springs to enjoy the flowers, and the people who come here are all officials from the Ministry of Military Affairs.

When Song Zhi came, it was inevitable to socialize with his colleagues.

Song Zhao and Song Yao found a place to sit down.

Song Zhao purposely searched for the highest seat, raised his eyes and glanced around, and saw the brightest figure on the platform.

Si Yu is wearing a dark black slim brocade robe today, which is very suitable for horse racing, and his figure is as tall and straight as a pine.

He stood alone among the crowd, like the brightest star in the night sky.

The moment Song Zhao saw him, his heart sank quietly.

She has good eyesight, and noticed that Si Yu's face was abnormally pale.

After pondering for a while, Song Zhao picked up a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and ran up to him with the hem of his skirt.

"Didn't you have breakfast? Use this as a cushion!"

If you want the horse to run, you have to feed the horse.

When Song Zhao saw Si Yu, he was short of energy and blood, and worried that he would not be able to hold on.

Si Yu was expressionless.

However, his heart was not at peace. With his identity, everyone was afraid of getting involved with him.

Isn't Song Zhaozhong afraid of arousing suspicion when he shows his friendship to him in full view?

"Hurry up and hold it~" Song Zhao urged in a low voice, his eyes sparkling.

Si Yu's eyes were raging, and he took it slowly, twisting a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake with his fingertips, his thin lips curved slightly invisibly.

Little girl, you are so brave.

But when she thought about her purpose of doing this, it was all because she wanted to marry another man.

The boy's face darkened again, and the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand was no longer fragrant.

Song Zhao, "..."

The sky doesn't change as fast as the little pervert.

She didn't stay long, and turned back to her seat.

Everyone was doing their own thing and didn't notice this little episode.

Song Yao looked at his younger sister inquiringly, "Zhao Zhao, why did you talk to Si Yu? When did you meet?"

With Si Yu's status, my sister shouldn't take her seriously.

Song Zhaotuan covered his face with a fan, and said softly, "Because I have never seen a young man as handsome as Si Yu~"

Song Yao, "..."

Suddenly there is a sense of crisis that my sister is about to be offered away!