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

She looked up at the time and exclaimed in her heart that there was not much time left.

Song Zhiyu took Su Zhihan back to the house and asked Su Zhihan to get some clothes for her to change into.

"Emperor Ji, why don't you go to this banquet like this?"

Su Zhihan placed the walking stick in front of Song Zhiyu for her to have a good look at. After getting Song Zhiyu's permission, he inserted the walking stick into Song Zhiyu's hair.

"It's just flower viewing, but we made such a fight."

Song Zhiyu played with the invitation in her hand amusingly. She raised her eyes and looked at herself in the brass mirror. She couldn't help but reach out and touch her hair, admiring her beauty for a while.

"How come, in my opinion, there must be many people coming to enjoy the flowers this time. Di Ji is so dressed up now that she won't be criticized at the banquet later."

Song Zhiyu thought about it and felt that what Su Zhihan said was quite reasonable, so she said nothing more.

Su Zhihan was very efficient in doing things. When he was cleaning up for Song Zhiyu, he ordered the other maids to prepare a carriage while he stayed in Song Zhiyu's house to tidy up Song Zhiyu beautifully.

Seeing that it was getting late, Song Zhiyu did not delay any further and hurriedly left the Fanghua Palace and got on the carriage.

The palace was quite a distance from the Hanlin Mansion. On the way, Song Zhiyu rested her elbows on one side and put her face on her palms, sitting there a little bored.

With her other hand, she raised the curtains of the carriage and looked at the people coming and going outside the carriage, with a smile involuntarily rising from the corner of her mouth.

As she looked along the road, she saw a lot of things: couples quarreling, children playing, and helping friends. All kinds of groups appeared in Song Zhiyu's eyes. These were her people.

The carriage stopped in front of the Hanlin Mansion, and Song Zhiyu got out of the car slowly while holding up her skirt. She raised her head and glanced at the plaque, and then turned her attention to Zhao Yingqi who was standing at the door to entertain her.

Song Zhiyu raised a smile on her lips and walked over with lotus steps: "I haven't seen you for a few days. Madam is getting more and more beautiful."

"How could it be? It's still the same as before. Emperor Maode has given me the honor to participate in this event. I can't thank you enough!"

Zhao Yingqi covered her mouth and snickered happily, and then she realized that Song Zhiyu was still standing outside the house.

She quickly stopped her smile, turned sideways to let Song Zhiyu in, and warned.

"If Di Ji doesn't know the way, you can ask the maids in the house and they will take you there."

Song Zhiyu nodded, turned around and walked deeper into the mansion.

There was a faint noise in her ears, and Song Zhiyu walked in search of the noise. After a while, she saw everyone gathering together and chatting.

In the open space in front of them, there was a person dancing with a sword for fun. Song Zhiyu became a little interested. She pushed aside the leaves and walked over, carefully observing the sword dance.

The next moment, the sword dancer turned around, allowing Song Zhiyu to see clearly who the sword dancer was. She was very surprised when she saw that it was Su Zhizhou.

She didn't expect to see Su Zhizhou in the Hanlin Mansion.

Perhaps Song Zhiyu's gaze was too strange, and Su Zhizhou noticed it quickly. He turned his head and looked over, smiled at Song Zhiyu, and nodded to her with a smile in his eyes.

Song Zhiyu didn't react too much. She looked at the seats around her and frowned slightly. She didn't know where she was for a moment.

"Are you Maode Diji?"

Suddenly there was a sound, Song Zhiyu turned around and saw a brave maid standing in front of her. She didn't speak, she just responded softly.

When the maid saw this, she blessed her repeatedly, "Madam has told me that if you don't dislike the Emperor, I will take you there."

"Let's go."

The maid was happy. She walked diagonally above Song Zhiyu, and while leading Song Zhiyu to her place, she enthusiastically introduced some things in the mansion to her.

After going back and forth, Song Zhiyu became fond of the maid in front of her. She originally thought she was just another snobbish maid, but now it seems that she doesn't think so.

She slowly sat down while holding up her skirt. Fresh fruits were already placed on the chopping board in front of her. Seeing that there were few people around, Song Zhiyu didn't pay much attention, so she just picked up a grape and ate it.

"Sister Huang, have you forgotten all these rules?"

A familiar yet disgusting voice sounded. Song Zhiyu frowned almost as soon as she finished speaking. She raised her head and looked over impatiently.

"What does the imperial sister want to express?"

Song Mingcai pursed his lips and smiled, but did not respond to Song Zhiyu's words. Instead, he turned around and sat down opposite Song Zhiyu.

What she just said made Song Zhiyu feel extremely uncomfortable, but she did not continue to hold on to Song Mingcai.

Zhao Yingqi came from the gate of the house in a dusty journey, with a bright smile on her face. She stood at the main seat and looked at the people who came to participate in this event, and said with a smile.

"Thank you very much for coming here to play today. I hope you can have fun at home."

After saying this, Zhao Yingqi looked in front of her out of the corner of her eye.

"If there is any oversight today, please ask Di Ji Haihan."

Song Zhiyu's eyebrows were curved. She straightened her back and sat upright. She lowered her eyes slightly and said, "It doesn't matter, I came out today just to have fun."

After hearing this, Zhao Yingqi felt relieved to entertain the others.

Holding a tea cup in one hand and supporting your chin with the other, watching others come and go is quite interesting!