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

Jue Qingchen stood at the door, with Song Mingcai's words ringing in his ears. A slight smile appeared on his lips, and his hands hung naturally by his legs.

Unexpectedly, Song Zhiyu would no longer be hostile to him in such a short period of time.

Thinking of the way Song Zhiyu looked at him earlier, Jue Qingchen felt a little hurt, and his face fell silent for a moment, but he soon returned to his original state.

He took a deep breath and opened the door with a smile.

"ah!"

Jue Qingchen looked at the woman in the house, and the smile at the corner of his mouth suddenly stiffened. The smile in his eyes was gone, and he was now at a loss.

He quickly turned over and closed his eyes to prevent himself from seeing more pictures.

Song Ying's face turned pale, she closed her eyes and screamed at the top of her lungs, grabbing her clothes to cover her body.

She never expected that someone would come in at this time. Furthermore, did she remember that there was a maid guarding the door for her?!

Song Ying was so angry that her whole body was shaking. She didn't know what to do now.

She opened her eyes and looked at Jue Qingchen. Seeing the person coming, she still wanted to leave. Song Ying looked at him in disbelief, pointed her finger at Jue Qingchen, and screamed: "You want to be irresponsible?!"

Jue Qingchen paused. His back was turned to Song Ying and he didn't dare to turn around to look at her. He didn't know how to answer her words.

He held his breath and said with an awkward smile: "Princess, I didn't see anything just now, so you can rest assured."

How could Song Ying believe Jue Qingchen's words? She simply put on her inner lining, strode behind Jue Qingchen, stretched out her hand and pulled his clothes hard.

"Do you think this palace will believe your words? Everyone knows that this place is specially used for changing clothes. If you are a big man here, why can't this palace come to you for an explanation?!"

There was a lot of commotion here, and it quickly attracted the attention of many people.

Song Zhiyu stood in the crowd, looking at Jue Qingchen and Song Ying tugging at each other, with a smile on her lips.

"Song Ying! If you don't wear your clothes properly in broad daylight, how can you look so decent here?!"

Hearing this, Song Ying's hand paused, and she turned around stiffly to see Song Tingjin standing at the door with a very dark face. Only then did she realize that Jue Qingchen had not had time to close the door just now.

Her face was completely drained of blood, and Song Ying hurriedly hid behind Jue Qingchen, trying to make her entire body disappear in full view of the public.

Song Tingjin cast his gaze on Jue Qingchen's face and said coldly: "Master Jue, it's you again."

Jue Qingchen smiled awkwardly, knowing the meaning of Song Tingjin's words. He opened his mouth to explain something, and his eyes subconsciously fell on the woman next to Song Tingjin.

He was stunned for a moment, realizing that none of these things seemed to be coincidences.

"Your Majesty, I don't know that there is anyone here. I just want to go into the house to rest. There is no one guarding the door."

What he said was very clear. Now that the current situation is happening, he is absolutely confused.

Song Ying felt bad for a moment. She didn't care about her own face. She came out from behind Jue Qingchen, stood in front of him, raised her chin and said sternly: "You're so good at explaining, you've got such a good excuse!"

After saying that, Song Ying turned around and looked directly at Song Tingjin, with aggrieved eyes, "Your Majesty, I want justice! Could it be that all the charges were dismissed with just a few words?!"

"But he also made it very clear just now that there is no one guarding the door. Who knows if there is anyone in the house."