With Song Zhao's order, Di Ji and others vomited fire, they had to carry the bow and crossbow honestly.

On the way back, due to heavy losses, Di Jie and others were in a sluggish atmosphere.

Song Zhao was calm and calm, and he looked unsatisfied, which made people get angry when they saw it.

The prince successfully got the ten-eyed pistol and was in a happy mood.

I thought I would miss the cross, but I didn't expect that Song Zhao would make them stupid.

The prince was in a good mood and said with a kind look at Yin Wanyang, "You just reacted well. From this perspective, you are more capable of doing things than Song Zhao."

After fighting with Song Zhao several times, the prince felt that Song Zhao was a little clever, but she was not on the right path. She was too crazy at heart and could not accomplish great things.

Yin Wanyang's cheeks were slightly red.

She has loved the prince for so many years and has never received any praise. Now, because she has won Song Zhao, the prince actually looks at her with admiration?

At this moment, a secret undercurrent emerged in her heart.

Could it be that only she can make Song Zhao defeated and please His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?

This small thought just flashed by, and soon Yin Wanyang's pride in her bones made her extinguish the too dark thought.

She whispered, "Your Highness, my daughter thinks that there may be something wrong with Song Zhao giving up such a good weapon?"

The prince disagreed, "She just doesn't understand. Could it be that the orphan must trust a frivolous and ignorant woman?

You wait, the battle between the school grounds will take the opportunity to defeat Si Yu's military morale to avenge the Ministry of Justice."

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After returning to the military camp, Di Ji and others went directly to Si Yu to complain.

Before they spoke, Song Zhao took the initiative to admit, "I didn't buy a ten-eyed hand gun, I bought a crossbow."

Si Yu stripped Song Zhao's favorite orange and handed it over, without any fluctuations in his expression, "Thank you."

Di Ji couldn't bear it anymore and spoke in accusation, "Master, didn't you hear it? Miss Song gave the ten-eyed pistol to the prince. She was obviously making trouble on purpose. We suffered heavy losses. If the school battle was about to lose, do you ignore it?"

Si Yu glanced over him coldly, "Master, you only need to obey orders when doing things, and you don't need to worry about other things."

Yun Xiu showed a look of embarrassment and grievance, and said softly, "But master, don't you think this is too unfair to your subordinates? You have been studying in the Baili family for so many years, and are sad for this weapon. It is to let everyone win a happy game and take back our school ground..."

These words aroused the resonance of the Jingwei, and everyone showed sad and helpless expressions on their faces, and they were deeply dissatisfied with Song Zhao.

Si Yu sneered, "Do you know that the Ministry of Justice was the one that Song Zhao won for you?

If she has power, then Song Zhao has it. She has absolute qualifications and can do whatever she wants."

Everyone was stunned.

Di Ji suddenly remembered the dispute between the Ministry of Justice that day, but he only heard a few verbal words from Song Zhao. The one who really put in the effort was clearly the master, and when it had something to do with Song Zhao.

The master is now fascinated by Song Zhao and he almost lost his basic thinking ability.

Yun Xiu paused, not taking his tone particularly seriously, "Master, even if as you said, Miss Song makes a fuss in the Baili family. What if she angers that top designer?

The Baili family has a deep foundation in the construction of weapons. Can she afford this responsibility?"

"So what if she can't afford it?"

Si Yu snorted softly, his eyes distracted. When it fell on Song Zhao's face, the steel turned into softness around his fingers.
Chapter completed!