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

"Thank you."

Zuo Qiutan smiled and shook his head, but did not say anything.

"Di Ji, the medicinal soup is here. Get up and replenish your body." As soon as Su Zhihan walked into the room, she saw that Song Zhiyu had woken up and was not sitting on the bed. She was so frightened that she quickly placed the medicinal soup on the wooden table.

Arrive in front of Song Zhiyu.

"Di Ji, you have just woken up and your body has not recovered yet. Please cover yourself with the quilt as soon as possible."

Song Zhiyu raised her eyes and took in all the worry in Su Zhihan's eyes. She chuckled lightly and looked at Su Zhihan coming over with the medicinal soup. She held Su Zhihan's hand and lowered her head to drink the medicinal soup.

Seeing that Song Zhiyu was fine, Zuo Qiutan knew that he would be a little embarrassed if he continued to stay.

He nodded to Song Zhiyu and left the palace directly.

After leaving, Su Zhihan breathed a sigh of relief. She watched Song Zhiyu drink up all the medicine, neatly put the medicine bowl aside, and said softly: "Emperor Ji, do you know that my servant just went to boil it for you?"

Did you hear anything when you were making medicinal soup?"

At this point, Su Zhihan seemed very excited, "The one from Chunhe Palace actually had a miscarriage!"

Hearing this, Song Zhiyu was startled, Song Mingcai had a miscarriage?

Then she realized that after she and Song Mingcai fell into the water that day, Song Mingcai had a miscarriage!

A playful smile couldn't help but appear on her lips. Others didn't know the truth about Song Mingcai's pregnancy. Didn't she still understand?

Now, Song Mingcai can actually have a miscarriage?

She was in a good mood when she remembered that she was the only one who knew the news. When she thought about Song Tingjin's current mood, Song Zhiyu asked a meaningful question.

"The emperor has always been with Song Mingcai?"

Su Zhihan nodded vigorously. She suddenly thought of something and muttered.

"This slave girl has thought that the relationship between the Emperor and Emperor Yuanshou is very close. Now that Emperor Yuanshou is having a miscarriage, will the Emperor come to see you?"

Song Zhiyu also thought of this, but now that he thinks about it, he doesn't have time to trouble her. As for the rest, the water will come and the earth will cover it, and the soldiers will come to stop it!

But after a few days, Song Zhiyu still didn't wait for revenge from Song Tingjin, so she felt even more strange and asked Su Zhihan to go investigate.

"Di Ji, I didn't expect that the emperor would have such a conspiracy!"

Su Zhihan returned to Fanghua Palace angrily. As soon as he saw Song Zhiyu, he shook out the things he had investigated like beads, one after another.

She originally thought that she was secretly listening to Song Tingjin's corner, and at most she heard some of their little tricks, but she didn't expect that Song Tingjin was going to sing this!

Listening to what Su Zhihan said, Song Zhiyu's face gradually turned cold. She thought about it over and over, but she never expected that Song Tingjin was actually planning to play tricks with her.

She asked why these days were so strange. Song Tingjin obviously treated her better than before, so he was waiting for her here.

Thinking of this, Song Zhiyu sneered, and there was a hint of chill in her eyes: "He had no idea about this palace before, and it is even more the same now. If he wants to win over this palace, he has to see if he is qualified!"

From the corner of her eye, she suddenly saw Song Zhiyu hesitating. Song Zhiyu couldn't help but frown: "Just say what you want to say, whatever you keep hesitating about."

"Di Ji, when I returned to the palace just now, I found that Lord Jue has been outside the gate of Fanghua Palace, as if waiting for you to go out, Di Ji."

Song Zhiyu was stunned and looked helplessly at Su Zhihan: "Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

"Isn't this what I just told you about the emperor? I was too excited and didn't react for a while." Su Zhihan knew that he had made a mistake, and his head was lowered.

"Forget it, let's just let this matter go. It's better to invite him in as soon as possible. It's unbecoming to leave him outside the palace all the time. Isn't it in line with the rules?"

Su Zhihan knew that he had made a mistake and his work efficiency was a little faster than usual.

When Song Zhiyu had prepared everything and went to the main room, she saw Jue Qingchen already sitting there waiting for her.

Seeing this, she couldn't help but quicken her pace, raised her chin and walked to the main room, nodding to Jue Qingchen: "Master Jue, why did you suddenly come to Fanghua Palace today?"

Jue Qingchen stood up and saluted Song Zhiyu, but did not speak. He just glanced at the slaves around the hall.

Song Zhiyu didn't understand what Jue Qingchen meant, so she immediately moved all the maids down.

"There is no one around now. If you have something to do, sir, just tell me."

"I'm just confused about something, and I need Di Ji to clarify it."

Song Zhiyu frowned slightly. The things she and Jue Qingchen usually came into contact with were also different, so why did she need to answer the questions?

She pressed her temples and raised her chin slightly, signaling Jue Qingchen to continue.

"I have discovered recently that Emperor Ji seems to be a little dissatisfied with me?"

Song Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, then she smiled faintly, picked up the teacup with both hands, stroked it slightly, looked down at the water in the teacup, and said with a faint smile: "Master Jue, you are thinking too much."

"I also think that I am overthinking, but the various treatments that Emperor Ji treated me before tell me that I am not overthinking."

Jue Qingchen paused for a moment, perhaps realizing that Song Zhiyu would definitely find another reason to excuse himself if he was going round and round like this. He pondered for a moment and spoke directly.

"Let me put it another way, why do you dislike me?"

Hearing this, Song Zhiyu was speechless for a moment. In her opinion, there was no difference between the two statements given by Jue Qingchen.

"I think Master Jue may be overthinking it. I have only met you a few times, and Master Jue has never offended me. How can I hate others for no reason?"

Jue Qingchen lowered his eyes, his eyes full of helplessness, but there was nothing he could do.