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

Her waist was picked up by the other party, and Shen Jiaojiao cried out, putting her arms in front of Song Tingjin's chest, "Your Majesty, you scared me to death."

Song Tingjin silently stared at Shen Jiaojiao, which made her a little panicked. Her eyes subconsciously dodge and she quietly clenched her fingers.

"I want to ask you something. Is it true that you are not interested in this post?"

Shen Jiaojiao glared at Song Tingjin angrily. She clenched her fist with one hand and hit Song Tingjin's chest moderately, "Your Majesty, why do you look at me like this? I obey everything arranged by the Emperor."

"Furthermore, I really like the emperor. If the emperor's candidate for the post is not me, I have no regrets."

The serious attitude on her face surprised Song Tingjin. This was the first time that Song Tingjin discovered that there was someone in the harem who did not covet the throne.

Shen Jiaojiao was the first.

As for Shen Jiaojiao's reaction, he just said a few words, and it was true that he did not see that Shen Jiaojiao was interested in competing for the post, which actually surprised him.

"In this case, then I have wrongly blamed my beloved concubine." Song Tingjin smiled lightly. He looked at Shen Jiaojiao's face and asked again, "What if I don't let you stay in this position?"

Shen Jiaojiao's heart skipped a beat, and she panicked subconsciously. Her fingers couldn't help but nervously grasp Song Tingjin's clothes, but fortunately, the other party didn't notice anything unusual about Shen Jiaojiao.

But she remembered Song Zhiyu's promise to herself, took a deep breath, and calmed down her mood.

In her opinion, since Song Zhiyu said that he could help her ascend to the lower position, why didn't she want to believe Song Zhiyu?

"Your Majesty, if you don't give me this status and position, then you won't give it to me. As long as the Emperor allows me to stay in the status of the emperor, even if I am a palace maid, I am willing."

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Tan Que was walking faster and faster in front of her, and she couldn't help but wonder, since Song Tingjin was already unconscious, why was he still rushing there? Could it be that there was something going on here?

But this idea was immediately dismissed by Song Zhiyu as soon as it appeared. She saw Tan Que's loyalty.

For the sake of the child in her belly, Tan Que would definitely not do anything to her.

In the middle of the night, the palace was quiet and crowded. While rushing on the road, Song Zhiyu was also looking at the surrounding scenery. She took a deep breath. Although she often came to the palace, she did not stay in the palace for a long time.

Because the other party led him forward quickly, he arrived at the Qiankun Hall not long after.

At this moment, the lights in the Qiankun Palace were brightly lit, and it didn't look like Song Tingjin was unconscious at all.

Song Zhiyu frowned, her eyes fell on Tan Que, and asked coolly: "Brother Huang is really in a coma? Then why is the Qiankun Palace still so brightly lit?"

If you are unconscious, the candlelight should be dissipated for safety reasons.

Tan Que's eyes dodge subconsciously. She pursed her lips and insisted, "The Emperor is indeed unconscious, otherwise he would not have called Di Ji to come at this time."

Because she lowered her eyes, Song Zhiyu couldn't see the emotions in her eyes, so she had to temporarily suppress the doubts in her heart and followed Tan Que in with small steps.

As soon as I reached the dragon couch, the person on the dragon couch may have heard the movement and immediately opened his eyes and sat up from the dragon couch.

Song Zhiyu was startled by Song Tingjin's sudden rise. She turned to look at Tan Que repeatedly and gritted her teeth, "Is this the coma you are talking about?"

The other party's head bowed even further when Song Zhiyu spoke, and Song Zhiyu could not continue to say anything.

She could tell that Tan Que probably did it deliberately to bring her to this place this time. As for why he did it, I'm afraid it was also for...

Thinking of this, Song Zhiyu raised her eyes and looked at Song Tingjin on the dragon couch.

"I don't blame my concubine for this. I wanted her to bring you into the palace intentionally. I just wanted to talk to you. After all, we haven't had a good conversation for a long time, right?"

Song Zhiyu looked at Song Tingjin coldly, looking at the hypocritical look on his face, and she couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth with a hint of sarcasm, "Brother Huang is so smart that he actually came up with this trick to deal with me."

"What's the matter!" Song Tingjin frowned and hit his legs, "How can you miss me so much? I just miss the scene of you relying on me when I was a child, and I miss you a little."

As he spoke, a hint of yearning for his childhood appeared on Song Tingjin's face. While he was talking about his childhood, he was thinking about all the things he had with Song Zhiyu when he was a child.

At that time, Song Zhiyu was very dependent on herself, and would often pester herself to get him something. If she didn't agree, she would probably lose her temper and become very naughty.

His eyes became more and more kind, and his hands kept making gestures, hoping that Song Zhiyu would understand his heart.

Song Zhiyu just stood there and looked at Song Tingjin's appearance with cold eyes, and the sarcasm on her lips became even more sarcastic. She gritted her teeth, but she couldn't help but think of the past life in her mind.

I was so naive at that time, just like what Song Tingjin said about me. I was always around Song Tingjin, thinking about Song Tingjin in everything.

But how did Song Tingjin treat himself?