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

Looking at the graceful Song Zhiyu, Mrs. Meng's face showed admiration. This is the true dignity of a princess.

Ignoring the expression on Song Mingcai's face next to her, she pondered, turned slightly sideways, looked at Song Zhiyu and asked with a faint smile: "I wonder if Di Ji can take a moment to talk? I would like to discuss some interesting things with Di Ji."

Song Zhiyu raised her eyebrows, seeing Sun's show of favor, she nodded in agreement.

The two of them left without paying any attention to Song Mingcai standing aside.

Song Mingcai stood behind the two of them, looking at the backs of Song Zhiyu and Sun, stamping her feet hard, gritting her teeth, and hatred bursting out of her eyes.

She had to think of a perfect strategy to catch Song Zhiyu in one fell swoop, otherwise something might go wrong in the future.

Back at Fanghua Palace, Song Zhiyu wrote a letter and stuffed it into the bamboo tube tied to the pigeon's feet. She held the pigeon in both hands and threw it out the window.

She blinked and watched the carrier pigeon flutter its wings and fly towards the window.

"I hope Zhou Sheng can quickly investigate Jue Qingchen's information."

Although Jue Qingchen was married to her in her previous life, she had grown up in a deep palace and had no idea about the situation in the palace. Even if she later left the palace to build a mansion, she was still locked up in the palace. This also caused her to have no idea about the backyard of the palace.

I don’t know anything about human condition!

The only one she knew was Deshun. After all, that was the dog that had followed her "good royal brother" since he was a child!

Thinking of Jue Qingchen, Song Zhiyu recalled what Jue Qingchen had done to her in prison, which made her very confused. For a while, she couldn't tell what Jue Qingchen was thinking.

She stared down at her pair of embroidered shoes, unable to distinguish anything for a moment. Since she didn't understand, just go and ask.

She tilted her head and thought for a moment before taking steps toward the dungeon.

"Di Ji, why are you here suddenly?"

The jailer rubbed his hands, and he bent down slightly with a smile, his eyes full of flattery.

Song Zhiyu glanced at the jailer indifferently, ignored him, and strode towards the place where she was previously imprisoned until she saw an empty cell.

Seeing this, Song Zhiyu was stunned for a moment. She stood there in shock for a long time.

The jailer on the side seemed to understand Song Zhiyu's thoughts and explained in a low voice: "The people detained inside were taken out by Eunuch Deshun before."

Hearing this, the figure of Song Mingcai appeared in Song Zhiyu's mind. In her previous life, Jue Qingchen had looked at Song Mingcai differently. It seemed that they had known each other for a long time. With that said, it was not surprising that she was rescued by Song Mingcai.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, and a plan formed in Song Zhiyu's mind.

She suddenly thought, if she added fuel to the matter and informed Song Tingjin, would he become suspicious and question Song Mingcai?

If Song Tingjin's trust in her was strong enough, this would leave a thorn in his heart.

Thinking of this, Song Zhiyu turned around and left the dungeon quickly. She stood not far from the imperial study. Seeing that there was no Deshun at the door, she knew that Song Tingjin was not in the imperial study at this time.

She turned around and looked around. Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, she slipped into the imperial study room.

Song Zhiyu walked to the desk and quickly put down the pen and paper. She was cautious and deliberately did not follow her usual handwriting.

After writing the content, she grabbed an inkstone to hold it down and left in a hurry.

She was looking forward to what Song Tingjin would look like when she saw the content!