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

He didn't know much about Song Zhiyu's things in normal times, but he only knew the surface. Now he started to get angry and didn't know what to do.

"National Master? What are you doing here all this time?"

Hearing the sound, he turned around and saw Liang Yi in Zuoqiutan. He remembered that Song Zhiyu had asked Liang Yi to take care of the affairs of the princess mansion, so he felt relieved about Liang Yi.

At the same time, Song Zhiyu will definitely talk to Liang Yi about some things. He thought about it for a while and asked: "Now that the emperor has sent Tan Que to the cold palace, Concubine Shen sent a message and wanted to find Song Zhiyu to solve it for her."

Having said this, Zuo Qiutan pursed his lips, shrugged, and held his forehead helplessly, "You also know that Song Zhiyu is currently in the Hanlin Bachelor's Mansion and cannot get out at all. She also asked me to manage it, but I have no control over these things. I know a thing or two about things but don’t penetrate them, and I don’t know what to do at all.”

Liang Yi was stunned for a moment, looking at Zuo Qiutan's distressed look, he looked down at the pair of embroidered shoes, pondered for a moment, and suddenly thought of something, his eyes instantly lit up.

She quickly raised her head and looked at Zuo Qiutan, and said with a chuckle: "Why don't the Imperial Master take a different approach and attack the Emperor?"

"How do you say this?"

Seeing Liang Yi's smart look, Zuo Qiutan was immediately curious about what method she was talking about.

"From ancient times to the present, emperors from generation to generation believe in good omens. People who sit on the dragon throne hope that they can sit smoothly for the rest of their lives. My daughter thought that the current emperor must also believe in good omens. The Imperial Master can start from here."

"The Imperial Preceptor can tell the emperor that the child in Tan Que's belly can prosper the country. If he dies, the country and the country will be affected. At that time, the Emperor will remove Tan Que from the cold palace because of what the Imperial Preceptor said. Pull it out and take good care of it."

Following Liang Yi's suggestion, Zuo Qiutan immediately headed to the palace. He knew that Song Tingjin must be in the Qiankun Palace, so he walked towards the Qiankun Palace.

"National Master, now that it's so late, you still have something to come to see the Emperor."

Zuo Qiutan smiled lightly at Deshun, and straightened his back with his hands behind his hands, "Things never matter sooner or later. When something happens, I naturally come to see the emperor. I believe the emperor also understands me."

Deshun did not continue speaking, he knew that he could not defeat Zuo Qiutan.

He turned sideways and pushed open the door, allowing Zuo Qiutan to go in, while he continued to stand at the door.

Hearing the commotion, Song Tingjin looked up and saw that it was Zuo Qiutan. He was a little surprised. He threw the folder in his hand back on the table and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"How can the Imperial Master come to see me so late today? Could it be another matter of celestial phenomena?"

Zuo Qiutan shook his head gently, his thin lips opened slightly, and a low voice came out of his mouth, "When I saw the emperor today, I came here because of the cold palace incident."

When the matter of the cold palace was mentioned, Song Tingjin's expression immediately turned ugly, "Why are you bringing this up?"

"I discovered last night that the arrival of the dragon heir in the mother's belly is a good sign, which can ensure the safety of the country and the country. But now that the mother's body is already fragile, and she is staying in a barren place in the cold palace, I am afraid that the child will not be able to hold on. .”

When he said this, Song Tingjin frowned, not knowing what to say.

At this time, the door behind them was opened again. They both looked and saw the imperial concubine walking in holding a plate.

Zuo Qiutan knew that the concubine was Song Mingcai, but he was not in a hurry to reveal it, but wanted to see what she was going to do.

Song Mingcai came to Song Tingjin with a smile in her eyes. She picked up the rich soup on the plate and placed it in front of Song Tingjin. She deliberately lowered her voice and said coquettishly: "Your Majesty, I see that you have been exhausted these past few days.

, I made the soup, and the emperor must drink it."

Song Tingjin laughed a few times and agreed. He immediately picked up the soup and felt that the soup was not hot, so he drank it all.

Now that the words have been brought, there is no need for Zuoqiutan to stay here and watch Song Tingjin and Song Mingcai's eyebrows go back and forth.

He saluted Song Tingjin and said calmly: "The minister's words have been brought, and the rest depends on the emperor's thoughts."

The smile on Song Tingjin's face disappeared immediately. He felt inexplicably impatient with Zuo Qiutan, but he didn't show it. He just waved his hand towards Zuo Qiu Tan, signaling Zuo Qiu Tan to withdraw quickly.

The next day.

Zuo Qiutan was solving some things in the study, but the door was forcefully opened. He couldn't help but raised his head in confusion, but a sharp sword was pressed against his neck.

He looked at the soldier coldly and scolded: "Bold! What are you doing?!"

"Of course I'll catch you!"

A female voice sounded, and Zuo Qiutan couldn't help but turn his head to look, only to see Song Mingcai appear here.

He pursed his lips and stared closely at Song Mingcai's face. He gritted his teeth and said, "What is your concubine doing? Besides, isn't it a violation of the rules for your concubine to treat me like this?!"

"Rules?" Song Mingcai felt that this sentence was the funniest joke she had heard in the past two days. She frowned, and her eyes were completely desolate.

"When you poisoned the emperor and killed him, why didn't you think of the rules?"