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

Hearing this, Song Mingcai stood up and strode to the door to greet Song Tingjin's arrival.

"Brother, you came really late today, so you have to drink a cup as punishment." Song Mingcai snorted arrogantly, and handed the flavored tea to Song Tingjin, watching helplessly as Song Tingjin drank it.

After a while, Song Tingjin felt hot all over his body, especially the feeling in his heart that skyrocketed.

After a night of depression, Song Tingjin couldn't get up the next morning. The indulgence last night made Song Tingjin even weaker and unable to participate in government affairs.

This matter was of great importance. Song Zhiyu rushed from the Princess Mansion to the Qiankun Palace. She walked in with dusty strides, pursed her lips and looked at the pale Song Tingjin on the bed. She couldn't help but frown and asked: "Brother, what are you doing?"

Will it look like this?"

She glanced at everyone present, and when she saw Song Mingcai's coy look, she guessed that this was the other party's handiwork.

Song Zhiyu did not expect that Song Mingcai would bring Song Tingjin to this field. This was something she never expected.

She pondered for a moment, thought about it, thought of that person, and sighed softly, "I'm afraid the emperor brother's appearance now is... harmful. There is no one to supervise the country at the moment. From what this palace sees, it's better to just establish that little brother."

The prince comes to supervise the country."

Several concubines and concubines who had a good relationship with Song Tingjin were all here. Listening to Song Zhiyu's words, they didn't think there was anything wrong.

Song Mingcai was even worse. The young prince was still young, a little stupid, and not very smart. Naturally, he was not suitable to manage the government alone.

As a noble concubine, she should be able to control the prince and manage the government through the young prince.

Thinking of this, she smiled slightly and said, "Since Emperor Maode has said so, and I and everyone else have no objections, then let's do what Emperor Maode said."

She originally thought that she had mastered her expression so well that others could not see it. Moreover, everyone's attention was on Song Tingjin, making it impossible for them to notice her.

But Song Mingcai didn't expect that Song Zhiyu would keep observing her after she said those words.

Song Zhiyu noticed the expression on Song Mingcai's face and raised the corners of her mouth slightly. Sure enough, Song Mingcai's ambition was no longer limited to the position of queen. Her ambitions were even greater in the world.

And it is even less likely that she will let Song Mingcai get what he wants!

She handed over the imperial edict and held it in front of everyone's sight, "The late emperor once handed it over to this palace. If the current situation really occurs in the future, this palace will assist the government."

As soon as these words came out, Song Mingcai's expression immediately changed. With a cold face and regardless of everyone's surprised looks, she strode up to Song Zhiyu and snatched the imperial edict from her hand.

When I opened the imperial edict, I found that not only what Yu Song Zhiyu said was written inside, but also there was a jade seal in the lower corner.

Song Mingcai had nothing to say at this time. She was so angry that she could only give up.

In the next few days, Song Mingcai secretly searched for Song Zhiyu again and again, but he didn't even find Song Tingjin.

After Tan Que got the medicine from Song Zhiyu, he stayed with Song Tingjin for the past few days and drank the medicine to Song Tingjin when the time came.

Song Tingjin's health improved a lot thanks to the medication.

He had just woken up that day, and stood up slowly with his hands on the bed. He looked around confusedly at the people around him, but he didn't see anyone, and the woman who took care of him in his memory was not there either.

He was a little sad, and he hadn't had time to thank the other party properly, but he knew the other party's name and would be able to go to her palace to find her later.

At the same time, Song Tingjin could also feel the changes in his body, and he found that his body was much better.

Now that the young prince oversees the country, he doesn't have much thought about going to court to handle government affairs, so he has been recuperating in the Qiankun Palace.

Finally at night, Song Tingjin felt that staying in Qiankun Hall was too boring, so he refused to let Deshun follow him and walked alone in the Imperial Garden.

As I walked, I heard the sound of a piano. The sound was deep and melancholy, as if it was telling me about the injustice in my life and hating myself for not being able to do it.

For a moment, Song Tingjin became very interested in that person. He followed the sound of the piano and walked there. He saw Shen Jiaojiao, who had been hit by him some time ago, playing the piano with a very sad expression on her face.

Her body looked very delicate. Perhaps the humiliation during this period had made her body even thinner. Thinking of the sound of the piano just now, Song Tingjin suddenly felt pity in his heart.

"emperor!"

Shen Jiaojiao stood up in panic and kissed Song Tingjin repeatedly.

The sound of the piano was interrupted, and Song Tingjin had no choice but to step forward and help Shen Jiaojiao up, "It seems that you have been suffering during this time."

Shen Jiaojiao did not respond, but the red corners of her eyes betrayed her emotions.

"From tomorrow onwards, you can go back to your palace to live. That will at least help you recover from your thin body."

Shen Jiao nodded weakly, her face full of gratitude to Song Tingjin. She lowered her head and said, "I thank the emperor."

Morning visit to Jinluan Hall.

Xie Buyu pursed his lips and looked up at the woman sitting on the side of the small table behind the screen. There were dark emotions in his eyes. The words Song Mingcai told him last night rang in his ears, and he was very hesitant in his heart.