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

Song Zhiyu shook her head gently and smiled lightly, "Of course not."

Because of this incident, the two of them stayed in the princess's mansion for an hour, and then secretly slipped out in a carriage through the back door of the princess's mansion.

Back in the palace, Prince Loulan followed the method provided by Song Zhiyu and said regretfully in front of Song Tingjin that his sister's illness was related to that they had to stay in the Great Rong Dynasty and wait for her to completely recover.

There were only a few days left in his life. During this period, Song Tingjin was extra careful, for fear of making a wrong move and making mistakes every step of the way.

Under the guise of a visit, he actually asked Deshun and the imperial physician to accompany Prince Loulan to their temporary residence to find out what was going on.

The latter brought back the news that Princess Loulan was indeed ill and had to rest for a few days before she could fully recover and return to Loulan.

Song Tingjin frowned, looked at the two people with their heads lowered in front of him, and couldn't help but ask: "Is it really just an illness and recuperation?"

"It's absolutely true, Your Majesty. This servant didn't believe it, so he asked the imperial doctor to check it carefully several times, but found nothing abnormal." Deshun's voice was very feminine. The imperial doctor lowered his head, but he heard a trace of something permeating.

smell.

He repeatedly raised his head and echoed Deshun's words, "I really can't find any reason."

Song Tingjin's frown deepened. He held his leg with one hand. He still felt that this matter was very strange, but he couldn't tell what was strange.

After dealing with Prince Loulan, Song Zhiyu felt that she could not sit still and wait for death. She no longer passively waited for others to come to him.

"Zhihan, the carriage is ready."

Seeing Song Zhiyu's high-spirited look, Su Zhizhou's eyebrows curved, knowing that Song Zhiyu must be going to do something, he nodded repeatedly and agreed.

As soon as the carriage stopped in the palace, Song Zhiyu got off the carriage with her skirt in hand and strode towards a certain place.

Su Zhihan stayed behind her and looked at her diligent appearance. He was a little puzzled. He followed her forward and couldn't help but mention it in Song Zhiyu's ear, "Di Ji, where are we going so fast?"

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"Of course I'm going to look for Shen Jiaojiao."

After not seeing each other for a while, Su Zhihan thought about it for a long time before he remembered what Shen Jiaojiao's name was. He also remembered how Shen Jiaojiao had betrayed Song Zhiyu before, and he suddenly became angry.

"Di Ji, have you forgotten how Shen Jiaojiao betrayed us earlier?!"

Song Zhiyu paused, tilted her head and smiled lightly: "Sometimes, it's better for us to be more generous. Shen Jiaojiao's purpose is also obvious. She is willing to cooperate with us for the sake of the back position. It took too long before, so she will naturally

I understand that you are anxious."

Hearing this, Su Zhihan curled his lips and said nothing more.

The previous time, Shen Jiaojiao's residence had been changed from a luxurious palace to a simple area. Could it be that Song Zhiyu had been looking for Shen Jiaojiao before, but it was really difficult to find her.

She opened the door and walked in. The sound of the door opening attracted Shen Jiaojiao's attention. She turned her head and looked at Song Zhiyu, as if she had seen the dawn.

She tremblingly threw the things in her hands back to the wooden table, and stood up with her hands supporting the wooden table. Her face was slightly gray and sallow, and she had long lost her previous glamorous look.

Perhaps when she saw Song Zhiyu's appraising eyes, Shen Jiaojiao turned her head in panic and covered her face with her hands. She sniffed. The pain and grievances she had suffered here during this period surged up like a tide.

"During this period, my status has suddenly declined. My little girl has been constantly bullied by the maids and eunuchs here..." As she said this, Shen Jiaojiao could no longer hold back her emotions. She shrugged her shoulders and sobbed softly.

Su Zhihan, who had been very prejudiced against Shen Jiaojiao just now, felt extremely intolerable at this moment. She couldn't help but asked: "But you were Concubine Shen before. Even if your status suddenly dropped, how could they dare to resist as long as you resist?" !?"

Shen Jiaojiao cried and shook her head, "If we resist, they will get worse and I will be even more miserable!"

Su Zhihan was speechless now, his eyes were full of sympathy.

In the past, before Song Zhiyu drew her to her side, she was still living in the most humble position. It was indeed the law of the jungle, not to mention the power of the jungle, and bullying.

This phenomenon continued for a long time until she was brought to Song Zhiyu and settled down as her personal maid.

She was a little lost, and she didn't know if the situation there was still so bad now.

Song Zhiyu pursed her lips. She had no expression on her face in response to Shen Jiaojiao's words, but the emotions surging deep in her eyes betrayed her.

She took a step forward, reached out to hold Shen Jiaojiao's hands, but touched the fine lines on them. She was slightly startled, her emotions returned, and her delicate lips came close to her ear, and she spoke in a low voice.

"Previously, I promised you that I would help you fight for the lower position. Now the time has come, but you must agree to one condition of this palace."

She leaned back, pursed her lips slightly, and looked boldly at Shen Jiaojiao, who saw confidence in her eyes.

That was absolute confidence, as if there was nothing she couldn't do in the world.

Later, Shen Jiaojiao saw from Song Zhiyu's expression that this matter must not be simple. She began to hesitate a little, wondering whether she should act or not.