Empress: I didn't expect that all my son-in-laws would be reborn

She looked along and saw Song Zhiyu's cold face, but she was not surprised by what happened.

"Princess, what should we do with this person now?"

Song Zhiyu didn't give Song Ying a look, she turned around and walked to the window and said coldly.

"I felt unhappy when I saw her. It would be inappropriate to throw her back to her palace. Just throw her into Song Mingcai's shabby nest."

Since Song Mingcai wanted to get Song Ying to be his friend, it would be better to give Song Mingcai a chance.

Su Zhihan lowered his head and agreed. She walked to Song Ying's side in small steps. Su Zhihan worked in the kitchen all year round and was very strong. He didn't care about the scars on her body and grabbed Song Ying from the ground with all his strength.

"Ugh...it hurts so much!"

By coincidence, Su Zhihan grabbed Song Ying's wound with such force that Song Ying felt as if that place no longer belonged to her.

Song Ying was crying. She wanted to break free, but she couldn't muster any strength.

Inside the royal study.

Listening to the eunuch's report, Song Tingjin raised his eyebrows. He lowered his head and looked at the table full of memorials, feeling helpless in his heart.

The eunuch was a sharp-eyed guy. When he saw Song Tingjin like this, he walked to Song Tingjin's side and bent down to please him.

"Your Majesty, I have taught myself a massage technique, why don't I give you some massage?"

Hearing this, Song Tingjin glanced at the eunuch, suppressed the emotions in his eyes, and said in a deep voice.

"Since you are kind, just press it."

He slowly closed his eyes, ignoring what happened in the past few days in his mind, but his head hurt.

Song Mingcai kept whispering in his ears that Song Zhiyu was also a troublesome guy. When he thought about the late emperor's previous intention to let Song Zhiyu inherit the throne, Song Tingjin felt annoyed.

But then I thought about it, I realized that the late emperor had been secretly eliminated by me, and Song Zhiyu was just a princess, and she would have many opportunities to torture her in the future.

"Spread the word, and a flower viewing banquet will be held in the palace in three days."

The eunuch paused, but did not stop what he was doing. He agreed softly, but there was something he didn't understand. He was about to ask boldly, but when he glanced over, he saw that Song Tingjin had closed his eyes and was concentrating, but he did not dare to disturb him.

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A palace maid appeared secretly in Fanghua Palace. She lay on a pillar in the corridor and looked around. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that no one was paying attention to her.

She crouched, opened the door, and walked in quietly.

The palace maid stood in the room and observed, her eyes quickly locked on the unfolded clothes on the shelf. She walked quickly and stood in front of the clothes, her hands couldn't help but come up to touch them.

The silk the princess owns is indeed extraordinary, it feels so good.

Looking at the clothes, the palace maid showed envy in her eyes, and she felt a little pity in her heart that such good clothes were ruined like this.

She quickly took out her scissors and cut all the clothes in front of her to pieces.

The tattered silk was all over the floor. The palace maid took a few steps back, her face became more relaxed. She knew that she would be discovered if she continued to stay, so she quickly turned around and left.

"It's cut to pieces?"

The palace maid nodded, with a bit more pride in her tone, "That's natural, don't you feel relieved that I'm a servant doing this, princess?"

Song Mingcai raised his chin, satisfied with the palace maid's words. She picked up the grapes with her white fingertips, put them in her mouth and crushed them with her teeth.

A few days ago, Song Zhiyu beat Song Ying and threw her into her palace, clearly to give her power.

And that idiot Song Ying actually wanted to assassinate Song Zhiyu. Otherwise, they could take advantage of this matter and make Song Zhiyu feel uncomfortable.

Song Mingcai snorted coldly. Fortunately, the palace maid cut Song Zhiyu's clothes into pieces, which gave her a sigh of relief.

At the dinner party, Song Mingcai sat on the sofa, looking at the people on the dragon chair with his eyes, secretly making eyes.

Song Tingjin quickly noticed. Seeing Song Mingcai's energy, he felt very itchy in his heart, but he couldn't do anything due to the public situation.

When the person was seduced, a smile appeared on Song Mingcai's lips. She stood up slowly, twirling a wine glass in her hand, and holding the hem of her skirt in her other hand, she walked towards Song Zhiyu.

Song Zhiyu lowered her head when suddenly a dark shadow fell in front of her. She looked up along the dark shadow and raised her eyebrows when she saw it was Song Mingcai.

"Sister, it was my sister before. This glass of wine is presented to you by my sister."

Song Mingcai handed the wine glass in his hand to Song Zhiyu, his eyes slightly lowered, full of caution and a look of flattery.

Her actions attracted the attention of the people around her. Song Mingcai observed the surroundings with his peripheral vision. She was very satisfied with such a reaction.

The emotion on Song Mingcai's face was fleeting and could not be seen by others, but Song Zhiyu could see it clearly.

She lowered her head and ate the fruit in front of her, as if she hadn't heard Song Mingcai's words. She refused to get up and was eating by herself.

Song Mingcai's hands felt sore, the smile on his face was very stiff, and he felt angry that Song Zhiyu didn't give him any face in front of everyone.

Unwilling to give in, she forced a smile on her lips and asked tentatively, "Sister?"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Looking at Song Zhiyu who was pretending to be stupid in front of him, Song Mingcai took a deep breath and squeezed the wine glass with his fingers as if he wanted to crush it.

"This glass of wine is given to you by my sister. I hope my sister can forget what happened before."

Song Zhiyu raised her chin and looked at Song Mingcai in a funny way, and said sarcastically: "Sister, you must be a noble person and forget things. How could I not know what happened to my sister?"

"Or is my sister doing something with this wine glass?"

Song Zhiyu paused, then she glanced meaningfully at the group of people who looked over, and her eyes returned to Song Mingcai's face.

If it was embarrassing just now, it is embarrassing now!

Many people's eyes fell on Song Mingcai. She blushed and didn't know how to refute at this moment.

Seeing this, Song Zhiyu had enough. She stood up slowly. When she passed Song Mingcai, she put her hand on Song Mingcai's shoulder and squeezed it hard. However, in the eyes of outsiders, it was just a whisper between sisters.

Her strength was so great that Song Mingcai couldn't bear it at all. His whole little face turned pale and his body was crumbling.

Seeing that the people around her no longer looked over, Song Zhiyu sneered coldly in a low voice.

"It's best not to do tricks like cutting other people's clothes to pieces next time, otherwise you'll be responsible for the consequences of what happens next time."

After that, Song Zhiyu stopped staying. She originally attended the dinner just to see what Song Mingcai was up to. Now that she already knew, she didn't plan to stay here.

She stayed away from the crowd, but did not see Zuoqiutan, who was on the left side of Song Tingjin, frowning at this. Then she whispered a few words to Song Tingjin, got up and left the banquet.

Song Zhiyu didn't want to go back to Fanghua Palace now. She just wanted to find a sparsely populated place to stay, looking up at the bright moon in the night sky, her eyes unwavering.

"Princess!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Song Zhiyu turned around in confusion. The moonlight shone on her body, as if it was coated with a layer of silver. This made Zuo Qiutan, who came over, stunned for a moment.

His eyes darkened slightly, then he quickly walked up to Song Zhiyu with a cold look on his face.

"Princess, I know the hatred in your heart, but what you did today is too much!"

"Do you know what the worst outcome will be if this matter continues to develop?!"

He carefully paved the way for Song Zhiyu and escorted her, but she was restless! Had she ever thought about what would happen to her now powerless person if she angered Song Tingjin?

But Zuo Qiutan seems to have forgotten that she escaped unscathed that time in the Imperial Study Room!