Song Zhao, “…”

The beauty was speechless.

She looked at the prince's face with doubt, and pointed her finger at her eyes, "It seems that the prince's prince has been reading books very hard recently."

The prince was stunned for a moment.

After a while, he realized that Song Zhao was sarcasticating that something was wrong with his eyes.

Just about to get into trouble.

Si Yu jumped down from the horse, entered the car with agility, reached out to pick the hibiscus flowers on Song Zhao's temples, sniffed with a smile,

"The lotus is like a face, willow is like eyebrows."

He raised his eyebrows and said slowly, "Thank you, Your Highness, for your appreciation for this fiancée. Since Your Highness has such delicate thoughts, you might as well look back and take a few more glances at your fiancée, and you will probably understand what it is for the people."

The prince subconsciously turned back.

Behind him was the carriage in his team. Yin Wanyang, dressed up, was pulling the pearl curtain and letting the prince enter the carriage, "Your Highness, it's time for us to set off."

The prince didn't know what Si Yu meant at first.

It was Fu Nanqian who pointed at the flower crown and golden shaking on Yin Wanyang's head, and laughed meaningfully.

"Hey, the fiancée of the Crown Prince is so grand. I don't know what the suffering people react when they see it. I don't think that the Crown Prince is just asking for rain this time to make a show?"

The prince's face turned dark in an instant.

Si Yu gave Fu Nanqian a thumbs up.

Do you really think that only His Highness the Crown Prince will mock other people’s fiancée? The Marquis said that he would do it too!

The prince's eyebrows pressed down.

He glanced at Si Yu sinisterly and rode his horse to approach Yin Wanyang.

Yin Wanyang was immediately nervous and reached out to get the prince, "What's wrong with your highness?"

The prince's handsome and deep face showed a sense of resentment and said coldly, "This time I am going to ask for rain. You are dressing so grandly, how do the people think of the orphans?"

Yin Wanyang was a little confused by the yell.

The prince has been so gentle to her for a long time. He has not been as fierce as he is now.

Little do you know.

The prince was gentle to her before, but just to coax her. Now that he has made up his mind, he naturally can't pretend and gradually revealed his true colors.

When the prince saw Yin Wanyang not moving, he shouted at her, "Idiot, take off all the golden hairpins from your hair."

Yin Wanyang's eyes turned red and he started to dismantle in a hurry.

The prince was so angry that she turned to the front of the team.

Yin Wanyang felt very wronged.

She just wanted to dress up better so that the prince would be pleasing to the eye.

The team moved south.

Si Yu and Song Zhao sat in the carriage.

The carriage was equipped with a small window, and the wind blew in from outside, and Song Zhao sighed comfortably.

Si Yu looked uneasy, and he shook his legs from time to time, rubbed his knees, and pulled the collar again.

"What's wrong with you?" Song Zhao looked at him with concern.

Si Yu hesitated for a moment and said, "I feel very uncomfortable when I see the Buddhist beads on the prince's hand."

Song Zhao frowned, "That Buddhist bead is quite strange. The Buddhist beads are worn by good people who cultivate their own character, and they really don't match the prince."

Si Yu pulled the collar with one hand, revealing a piece of collarbone, and suddenly turned his head to look at Song Zhao and smiled.

"What are you laughing at?"

"The prince is not a good person, and I feel uncomfortable when I see Buddhist beads, which means I am not a good person either."

Song Zhao looked at Si Yu and was very calm, "Everyone is either born a good person, just try to be a good person."

"You always want me to be a good person. I'm a little worried. What if you let your expectations down?" Si Yu stared at Song Zhao, smiling.

He never told Song Zhao that the hatred he had buried in his heart for many years and his obsession with growing greed for regaining the throne.

It is so difficult to be a good person.

"Being a good person does not mean that you will become a Guanyin who saves you from suffering. It is just that every decision and every thing you make will make you have a clear conscience in your personnel scope, that is enough."

"What if you go the wrong way?" His eyes were deep, like an unfathomable vortex.

"Isn't this still me?" Song Zhao said, holding Si Yu's arm hanging in the air.

"Don't worry, walk forward boldly, I will be your light."
Chapter completed!