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

But then she thought about it, and Shen Jiaojiao thought of the humiliation she suffered staying in this place. She was a legitimate daughter, but the treatment she received here was worse than that of a palace maid who did dirty things!

She gritted her teeth and stopped hesitating. She had to fight for herself.

Shen Jiaojiao's eyes gradually became firm, and she clenched her fists, "As long as Di Ji allows me to take the position of queen, my life belongs to you Di Ji!"

"Very good." Song Zhiyu chuckled a few times.

She leaned against Shen Jiaojiao again and uttered all her plans in a dumb voice.

After leaving the door, Su Zhihan approached Song Zhiyu curiously, "Di Ji, what did you say to Shen Jiaojiao just now?"

"Why, are you curious?"

Su Zhihan nodded vigorously, clenched her fingers and said seriously: "Diji, your plans are very bold and interesting. At first, I knew it was wrong to inquire about my master, but I was too curious. "

"You also know not to pry!" Song Zhiyu glanced at Su Zhihan angrily, but still tilted her head and smiled, "It's not convenient to inform you about this matter."

Su Zhihan muttered, feeling a little aggrieved, but he quickly disappeared.

Back at the Princess Mansion, Song Zhiyu was a little tired after a long day. She did not go back to the study, but walked to her own house to take a short rest.

Just as she arrived, Song Zhiyu saw Zuo Qiutan standing on one side of the door. She raised her eyebrows in confusion, but she was still ready to go inside first.

But just as he was about to step into the house, Zuo Qiutan's body blocked the door. Song Zhiyu looked at him, "What's wrong?"

Zuo Qiutan didn't say anything, but kept staring at Song Zhiyu's pretty face with his pair of black eyes, especially her bewitching peach blossom eyes.

After staring for a while, Zuo Qiutan opened his mouth to say something, but finally gave up.

He threw down his sleeves, turned around and strode away from here, leaving Song Zhiyu looking at his leaving figure in confusion.

Inside the palace.

Tan Que covered his mouth, and with a very pale face, he stretched out his wrist and handed it to the imperial physician. The maid on the side looked at it and gently wiped the cold sweat from Tan Que's forehead with a handkerchief.

"Physician, how is my wife's health?"

The gazes of the master and servant became higher as the imperial doctor stood up. Tan Que put his hand on his chest and patted it lightly a few times. He slowly raised his eyes and looked directly at the imperial doctor, waiting for the next step.

"Congratulations to the empress, congratulations to the empress. This is a slippery pulse to show that the empress is happy!"

Hearing this, Tan Que had a look of surprise on her face. She lowered her eyes and looked down at her belly, stroking it subconsciously with her hands.

"I have a baby in my belly."

There was excitement in her tone, and she asked others to inform the emperor quickly.

After having an heir, Song Tingjin hurriedly rushed to Tan Que's palace in a sedan despite being ill. As soon as he entered, he saw Tan Que caressing her belly with a kind face.

"Is she really pregnant?"

Tan Que looked at Song Tingjin with a smile, and nodded lightly with a shy face, "The emperor is going to be the father of the emperor!"

This made Song Tingjin wave his hands and feet happily, and his illness dissipated a lot in a short time, and he looked very energetic.

He is also happy today. Although he has always been with Tan Que, he has no choice but to have official duties. He took back his rights a few days ago and cannot continue to accompany him.

He set out to go back to the imperial study. Tan Que leaned against the door frame and watched the sweetheart Song Tingjin walking away, the smile on his lips slowly dissipating.

She thought of something, slowly lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, turned to look at her personal maid, and a plan formed in her head.

Tan Que strode forward, took the maid's hand, and immediately said: "Bring a set of your clothes for me to wear. You are not allowed to leave this room until I come back later!"

The maid didn't know what Tan Que wanted to do. She blinked and had no choice but to follow her wishes and quickly brought her a set of clothes and put them on her.

Tan Que enjoyed the process of her putting on clothes for him, but he began to plan his next life in his mind.

Song Tingjin knew that she was pregnant, so it was not too far away for the imperial concubine to know.

Although they only got along for a short time, most of the people in the harem were Song Zhiyu's people, so she did not suffer any harm, and it was easy to plan for the emperor's favor.

Now that the imperial concubine is born, it may not cause any problems in front of the emperor, but according to the emperor's current body, I am afraid that he will die in a while.

At that time, it is inevitable that the imperial concubine will have evil thoughts about the child in her belly.

She neatly put on the palace maid's clothes, carefully left the palace, got on the carriage at a certain point and walked towards the princess' mansion.

The car stopped in front of the princess's mansion, and Tan Que walked in while holding on to the door frame. She carried her baggage and lowered her head slightly as if to walk in directly.

The guard at the door couldn't see her face and stopped her directly.

"Who are you?!"

Tan Que's eyes were a little dodgeful, she bit her lower lip, thought for a moment, and immediately said the name of her personal maid.

"If you mention this name to Emperor Maode, she will know it."

Listening to Su Zhihan's return, Song Zhiyu paused her hands. She raised her eyes and looked at Su Zhihan, wondering: "Isn't that maid always following Tan Que? How could she suddenly come to the princess's house?"