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

Song Zhiyu just came out of the imperial study and saw Zuo Qiutan in Tsing Yi outside the imperial study. She was confused. She didn't understand what this man was going to do.

Thinking of what she had just preached, Song Zhiyu hesitated and looked at the man with the same expression in the wind and snow. She smoothed her coat and firmed up her expression.

"If the Imperial Master has nothing to do, why don't we go for a walk together?"

She walked in lotus steps and wore a red dress, like a red plum blooming in the snow, blooming with her own brilliance. She was very different from the submissive she used to be!

Zuo Qiutan was stunned. For a moment, he felt a little at a loss. He pursed his lips and nodded without saying a word.

The red dress and the blue robe blended together in this world. Song Mingcai's eyes darkened, wow, what a pair of "beautiful people"!

Thinking of Song Tingjin's attitude toward her that was still the same, Song Tingjin's subconscious actions made her heart freeze. Now that she saw the two people who were right against each other, how could she be convinced?

Gritting her teeth, she remembered Song Tingjin who was still waiting in the imperial study room. She gave the two of them one last look with a cold face, then turned and left!

Song Zhiyu turned around and happened to see Song Mingcai's back. Her smile faded slightly and she looked at Zuo Qiutan who was silent beside her. She changed her thoughts and asked softly.

"Was the Imperial Master waiting here just now for me?"

Zuo Qiutan nodded slightly, his eyes couldn't help but stop on the face of the slightly immature girl in front of him. After much thought, he still wanted to persuade her again.

"Well, princess, have you thought about it?"

Song Zhiyu knew that what Zuo Qiutan was talking about was the previous discussion. She never liked being lectured on by others about her decisions.

She bit her lower lip lightly, suppressing the slight anger in her heart,

"It's natural. The imperial master is also happy to see what happened in the royal study."

Speaking of this, Song Zhiyu obviously didn't have much patience to chat with Zuo Qiutan here. She cut directly to the topic, raised her eyes and stared at Zuo Qiutan, and asked in a deep voice.

"National Master, don't you worry that if someone sees you and me together, you might misunderstand something. If the news gets out, it won't be good for you."

Zuo Qiutan shook his head slightly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, wondering why she would think of this place!

"Why should I be afraid? I've never been afraid of anything, and they can't threaten me."

These words made Song Zhiyu feel confident. Also, he was a national master. In this great Rong Dynasty, his status was equal to that of an emperor, and sometimes even better!

Thinking of this, she already had a plan.

Zuo Qiutan thought that Song Zhiyu was about to waver, so he continued to exhort him.

"Princess, you are also aware of the situation in the palace. Don't be too impulsive. After all, you yourself are also aware of the power you have at the moment."

He is not afraid that Song Zhiyu has no ambition, but he is afraid that she only has ambition, but does not have the strength or resourcefulness to match her ambition, and her final end will be even worse than in his dream!

"But if this palace doesn't think about yourself, then who will think about me? Imperial Master, you can see, if I don't think of a way, the injuries on my body will definitely be tens of millions of times more than what I am now."

Song Zhiyu spoke softly and pulled up her sleeves slightly. On her white lotus-like arm, there were wounds that still oozed blood even if they were bandaged. She stretched her arms in front of Zuoqiutan.

, so that Zuo Qiutan can see it clearly.

She was betting that since Zuo Qiutan would always take the trouble to admonish her, he would definitely care about her, and the wounds on her body could allow the man in front of her to be temporarily used by her.

Zuo Qiutan frowned and opened his mouth slightly but didn't know what to say.

His silent look caught Song Zhiyu's eye. She lowered her head slightly and raised the corners of her mouth slightly where she couldn't see the Zuoqiutan.

Song Zhiyu knew that she had succeeded.

She put down her sleeves and looked at Zuo Qiutan with a hint of desolation in her eyes. She lowered her eyes and laughed at herself.

"The Imperial Master has also seen it. If you don't resist, you also know the fate of this palace."

A flash of regret flashed in Zuo Qiutan's eyes. He didn't expect Song Tingjin to be so cruel, so he sighed softly.

"I understand. If the princess wants something, it is within my scope and I will try my best to do it."

Done!

Song Zhiyu looked directly at Zuoqiutan: "In this case, please help the Imperial Master find a reliable maid for this palace. The Imperial Master should know that the palace servants in my palace who serve our palace are all Song Tingjin's people."

Zuo Qiutan understood this, and he nodded slightly to make it clear.

Having said that, Song Zhiyu stopped spending time in this place. She nodded slightly to the Zuo Qiu Altar, then turned around and left in a long stride.

Returning to Fanghua Palace, Song Zhiyu was unhappy when she saw the maid with evasive eyes, but she didn't plan to do anything. Keeping her would be useful!

"All of you, please retreat. No one is allowed to come in without my order."

Several palace maids looked at each other, wondering what happened to the princess today, but they still followed Song Zhiyu's words, lowered their heads and quickly left the palace.

After driving everyone away, Song Zhiyu walked to the wooden bench, sat down and poured herself a cup of tea. She raised her head and drank from the teacup, and her mood began to calm down.

Not only was her body hurt, but her head was also hurt. After rubbing her temples, she began to carefully sort out her past life experiences.

She vaguely remembered that during this period, she had been depressed because of the worry of going to get married. In her previous life, she did not know Song Mingcai's true face, so when Song Mingcai invited her to play, she agreed to Song Mingcai!

It's a pity that she never thought that she would be drugged. In front of everyone, she was naked, and the bruises on her body represented everything!

She didn't know who that person was, but she only remembered that when she was confused and confused, a purple epiphyllum appeared on the person's forehead, which was wet with sweat.

In the next few days, this matter was widely publicized by interested people, and the marriage she was facing was also cancelled. Because of this incident, she has been uneasy. She only remembers that in the end, a poor woman came to get married, but died suddenly after the marriage.

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She really couldn't remember what the poor woman's name was or why she died so suddenly.

Song Zhiyu pursed her lips, looked at her hands, and temporarily stopped thinking about the poor woman, instead focusing on her own innocence.

She doesn't know who destroyed her innocence in her previous life, but she will definitely not be as passive as in her previous life.

Thinking of this, Song Zhiyu clenched her fists tightly, with a fierce light in her eyes.

"Your Highness the Princess, the Imperial Master would like to see you."

Hearing this, Song Zhiyu was a little surprised. She didn't expect that Zuoqiutan could find someone for her so quickly. Looking at the clothes that she had not yet changed, her eyes flashed with anger. In this way, it seemed that she didn't take him seriously.

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But letting him wait outside was too rude. In the end, she had no choice but to give up these messy thoughts, tapped her head, and asked the maid to let Zuo Qiutan in.

"Let him in."

Seeing the melted snowflakes on Zuo Qiutan's body, Song Zhiyu raised her eyebrows, glanced at the door with caution, asked Zuo Qiutan to sit opposite her, and then lowered her voice and asked, "The Imperial Master is quite fast.

Have you already found one for me?"

As he said, he picked up the tea cup and poured tea for Zuo Qiutan. The water slipped into the cup, and the hot steam covered Zuo Qiutan's eyes and his complicated eyes.

"The palace maid's name is Su Zhihan, and she is now the cook, but the princess has to go find her herself."

He didn't expect that Zuo Fuxing would arrive so quickly!

Song Zhiyu didn't think much and handed the tea cup to Zuo Qiutan!

She understood that she could not ask Zuo Qiutan to help her too much, and she did so when the two of them were not familiar with each other.

"Master, why don't we sit down and continue discussing?" Song Zhiyu did not control her voice. She raised her voice and asked, looking at Zuo Qiutan with bright eyes.

The latter was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that Song Zhiyu had said before that the maids in this palace were probably from Song Tingjin's side. The coolness in his eyes melted away, and a smile appeared.

He nodded to Song Zhiyu with a smile, and followed Song Zhiyu's wishes and answered equally clearly: "Then I would rather obey her orders than I am respectful."

Song Zhiyu looked at the smile in Zuo Qiutan's eyes and looked a little guilty. She didn't expect that Zuo Qiutan would be so cooperative with her. She coughed lightly to calm down her emotions, and then sat beside Zuo Qiutan.