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

After the ceremony, the concubines and their family members naturally moved to other places to talk, and Song Zhiyu naturally followed them.

When she arrived there, there were only a few people there, but...

Song Zhiyu glanced around and happened to see Song Mingcai standing there with an extremely ugly face. The scented handkerchief in her hand was almost wrinkled by her pinching.

Seeing that she didn't get what she wanted, Song Zhiyu was extremely happy. The corners of her mouth raised slightly, her eyes fell on Shen Jiaojiao, and she glanced sideways at Su Zhihan.

The latter understood immediately and strode towards Shen Jiaojiao following Song Zhiyu.

Song Zhiyu nodded slightly to Shen Jiaojiao, her eyes were full of joy, and she said softly: "Congratulations on getting what you wanted. This is a little gift from this palace to you, don't dislike it."

"How could it be! I haven't had time to collect the things given by Emperor Ji, so how could I dislike them?" Shen Jiaojiao covered her mouth and chuckled, but subconsciously glanced in Song Mingcai's direction from the corner of her eye.

Seeing the other party's defeat, Shen Jiaojiao felt happy, but thinking about something, she still reminded Song Zhiyu tactfully, "The moonlight at night is extremely beautiful. If the emperor is interested, make an appointment with me to enjoy it with the emperor."

She didn't dare to say this loudly, so she could only say it in a low voice, then straightened her body and invited the other women with a smile.

Song Zhiyu was stunned for a moment and quickly realized the meaning of Shen Jiaojiao's words. She smiled and nodded, indicating that she understood.

inside the house.

Zuo Qiutan sat slumped on a wooden chair, stroking a jade pendant in his hand. He kept staring at the lines on the jade pendant, thinking of everything that happened on the big tree that night.

Song Zhiyu's muttering, unhappy look, angry look, and even her glance and smile were deeply imprinted in his mind.

Could it be that I panicked and ran away without Song Zhiyu, and Song Zhiyu wouldn't have fallen asleep on the big tree.

He even didn't expect that when he sent Song Zhiyu back to her room, her jade pendant accidentally fell on the book. Maybe he subconsciously jumped on it the next day and picked it up.

Those images quickly passed through my mind, forming a particularly good response.

Zuo Qiutan's left chest felt violently beating. He subconsciously attached his hand there, feeling the intense feeling under his hand. He felt as if he was attracted to Song Zhiyu.

But as soon as the idea came up, Zuo Qiutan shook his head and murmured: "No, it must be because of his involvement with her that caused this."

While saying these words, Zuo Qiutan's mind once again pictured the two of them kissing passionately on a branch under the moon, and his face turned red again.

He took a deep breath and adjusted his emotions, "No, this implication must be resolved..."

Inside the palace.

Song Mingcai stayed in the palace, with a piece of rice paper placed on the table. She took a brush and wrote the names of people one after another on the rice paper.

She pursed her lips, looked at the picture of characters on the rice paper, and finally circled Tan Que's name several times with a brush.

"It seems we have to start with Tan Que."

Song Mingcai narrowed his eyes slightly, and a naive plan gradually became mature in his mind.

Now, although Shen Jiaojiao has become a queen, she is also a noble concubine. Although she is one level lower than her, she is confident that she will find an opportunity to suppress Shen Jiaojiao in the future.

Shen Jiaojiao smiled like that in front of him today, which was really unpleasant to see.

At the moment, Tan Que has a dragon heir. As long as she starts from here and gets to know Tan Que well, when the child is born as a prince in the future, she will use some means to solve Tan Que's problem.

She doesn't mind taking Tan Que's child as her own.

When the time comes for the prince's custody rights to be hers, is she still afraid that Shen Jiaojiao will take advantage of her?

Thinking of this, Song Mingcai felt more and more that this method was feasible. She had to act faster now, otherwise she might not have a chance to do it in the future.

She didn't believe that Shen Jiaojiao would not find a way to get acquainted with Tan Que.

Song Mingcai picked up the rice paper, folded it several times, and burned it under the candlelight.

The flames reflected in those apricot eyes, and she kept staring until the flames burned the rice paper to ashes, scattering them all on the wooden table.

"Your Majesty, the noble concubine outside the door wants to see you."

Hearing this, Tan Que held his stomach and raised his hands, a little panicked, "Why is the imperial concubine here?"

"This slave doesn't know."

Tan Que rolled his eyes, took a deep breath, and asked the palace maid to bring the imperial concubine over.

"Why are you here, sister?" She sat on the wooden table, looked at Song Mingcai with a faint smile, and poured a glass of cold water for Song Mingcai. "Now that I am pregnant, I can only drink some cold water. Please forgive me, sister."

After saying this, Tan Que's eyes fell on the dishes in the hands of the maids behind Song Mingcai.

"What are you..."

Song Mingcai pursed her lips. She was very confident that she could get along well with Tan Que. She didn't believe that any woman could refuse these things.

"The left and right are just jewelry and some silk and satin. Now that my sister is pregnant, these silk and satin can be used to make some close-fitting clothes."

Through these jewelry and silk fabrics, Tan Que seemed to see the intention behind the other party. He didn't like Song Mingcai coming, and he was even more displeased now!

"There's no need for these, sister, just keep them to yourself."

Seeing this, Song Mingcai was stunned for a moment. He was fine just now, so why did he just give her a good friend and give her a cold face?