Chapter 297: I was moved and misappropriated by love

Song Zhiyu stood in the room like a young wife, with his head slightly lowered, his hands twisted, and from time to time he glanced at his elder brother.

Damn, after my brother got on the position, his aura became even bigger. He just kept silent, and it felt like he was roasting on fire.

Song Zhiyu touched the hot butt egg, grinned and saw Song Zhiyuan looking over. He stood up immediately and showed a pleasing smile.

"Big, big brother."

Song Zhiyuan sneered and hummed.

Song Zhiyu gritted his teeth, knelt down and said, "Brother, I was wrong. If you want to punish me, please punish me happily. I promise not to complain to my mother."

"Oh, you want to climb the wall for a courtesan. I will punish you. Do you still have the face to complain?" Song Zhiyuan sneered: "Song Zhiyu, you have a big face."

"Brother, I'm just crazy and talk nonsense." Song Zhiyu stepped forward, hugged his legs, and said, "Brother, I don't have a big face. Everyone says my face is the size of a palm, so where is it big?"

Song Zhiyuan kicked him: "Get up and stand up and talk, don't pretend to be crazy here."

"Get orders."

Song Zhiyu stood up and stood up.

Song Zhiyuan saw him with a silly smile, but he was helpless, but he corrected his face and said, "Silang, you are sixteen this year, and you are seventeen years old. You are eighteen or nineteen years old."

Seeing him showing a solemn expression, Song Zhiyu gradually curled his smile and nodded.

"Brother doesn't beat you up, this is just for your marriage." Song Zhiyuan said straight to the point and said, "I never thought about how expensive your marriage is. You are casual and pure by nature. You will find a virtuous and intelligent wife for you. Your small family will not be messy in the future. If you have a clear family, your children's upbringing will not be fully developed into a playboy or incompetent..."

"Brother, just say that I am the second generation ancestor of the playboy, but I can't become a weapon." Song Zhiyu interrupted with murmuring.

Song Zhiyuan's forehead was leaping wildly.

"My mother is in poor health. Have you ever thought about letting her worry? If you don't get married for a day, if... she has to leave with regrets."

Song Zhiyu's face changed, her smile disappeared completely, and she looked at Song Zhiyuan with a steady attitude.

Song Zhiyuan also looked at him and sighed for a while: "Everyone said that the Song family is very expensive now, but they don't know that the extreme value is like walking on thin ice. Qi'er's marriage is the emperor's point of reference. The emperor's point of reference has its own intention."

"The fourth brother, have you ever thought that your marriage will be sacrificed one day?"

Song Zhiyu is not a stupid person either. He wanted to understand the purpose of this sentence and said hehe: "Brother, do you look down on your youngest brother too much? I am just an incompetent playboy, so why is that worthy of that person's concern?"

"No matter how playful you are, you are also the youngest brother of the Prime Minister. Your elder brother, including the entire Song family, are all the swords in the hands of the emperor. In the past, now, and in the future." Song Zhiyuan said: "If the emperor wants to use a knife, he will use everything about the knife."

Song Zhiyu fell silent.

Song Zhiyuan stood up, came to him, and touched his head: "Brother, don't expect you to make any great contributions to the family. You are good now. If you raise you like this, you actually feel guilty towards you. Fourth, if you want to blame me, you will blame me."

"Brother, what do I have to complain about?" Song Zhiyu shook his head and said, "I am the youngest son of the Song family, and I don't have to worry about food and clothing. This is my great blessing. You said so much, isn't it just to make me a kiss? I'll make it happen."

Song Zhiyuan: “…”

He was moved with emotion and misappropriated.
Chapter completed!