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

Don't take advantage of the bastard.

Song Zhao accepted the reward from Emperor Yuanchun without blinking an eye.

There is no need to care about a dying person.

Si Yu and Song Zhao were of one mind, tacitly filling the treasury with rewards.

Now he has taken over the chores of the inner court's general affairs, and he looks over the daily account books.

Song Zhao sat on a wooden wheelchair, tilted his head and glanced at the man's earnest appearance, and asked tentatively, "Are you really not going to court?"

Si Yu flipped through the account book with one hand, and habitually inserted an apple slice from the fruit platter into Song Zhao's mouth with the other hand.

Song Zhao bit an apple slice, squinted his eyes comfortably after being served, and said, "Actually, I can do it by myself. You don't need to help me manage the general affairs."

Si Yu pinched the center of his brows, looked up at Song Zhaodao, "I didn't expect that looking at the account would be quite troublesome."

He moved his eyes down, landed on Song Zhao's bandaged knee, and said seriously, "The leg is already hurt, so I can't tire your brain out anymore."

Song Zhao, "..."

Bored, she slid to the side of the bookshelf, flipped through a travel note and read it. After a while, she said, really bored, "Why don't you go to court?"

The powerful ministers accompany her every day.

A day or two is fine.

After a long time, her buttocks became stiff, so she must give her some time to catch her breath.

Si Yumo's dark, handsome and cold brows were slightly frowned, feeling something, and said slightly dissatisfied, "Do you think I'm annoying?"

"..."

Song Zhao waved his hand immediately, and explained seriously, "No way! I was afraid you would be bored, don't you want to go to the military camp for activities or something?"

"Actually, it's okay." Si Yu said methodically, "I wasn't used to it at first, but after a few days, I feel that this slow pace is quite comfortable."

He smiled nicely at Song Zhao, like a handsome banished fairy who sees through the world of mortals, "When the new emperor ascends the throne, this king will put aside all external affairs, and heal your legs, while traveling around the mountains and rivers, and have a good time."

Song Zhao, "..."

It's over.

She won't be trained like a salted fish by the powerful minister, right?

He wanted to say something to turn back Si Yu's mentality, but he suddenly said, "It's time, it's time for us to rest."

Si Yu came over to push the wheelchair, and Song Zhao said, "Isn't it just placed at Haishi? I just finished my afternoon nap and it's less than two hours away."

"Today is different. Tomorrow morning you will go to the palace for a banquet."

He pushed Song Zhao to the room.

God!

Since those doctors told her to go to bed early and get up early to keep her legs healthy, this guy has been forcing her to go to bed early every day.

Both of them are less than twenty years old, but they have lived their lives in their seventies and eighties.

Song Zhao spent half of the day on the floor, and she was really scared. She grabbed Si Yu's hand in a panic, "Wait a minute, I want to wash myself."

"Your legs must not touch the water."

"It's been ten days, you can touch the water."

Song Zhao's whole body was sticky, and she couldn't bear to just wipe her body and scratch her boots with a wet handkerchief every day.

Si Yu still disagreed, and Song Zhao kept making noises, so he had no choice but to ask the doctor, and after confirming that he could wash up, he pushed people to the clean room.

Ling Dang and Bi Qing came in to deliver hot water and skin care essential oils.

Seeing the rustling noises made by the two maids, Si Yu frowned.

"You go out first, I'm going to take a bath."

Song Zhao excitedly pushed Si Yu, and couldn't wait to start knotting his clothes.

"You all go out, the king is here to bathe the princess."

Si Yu kicked the two maids out in disgust. He was really worried about what to do if the outsider was clumsy and bumped Song Zhao's knee.