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

After calculating the time, Song Zhiyu roughly knew the location of the Zuoqiu Altar, so she held the handkerchief and walked over. She walked for a long time, winding around several corridors, and finally came to a side hall.

Song Zhiyu stepped forward and knocked on the door, and soon the door opened from the inside.

Seeing clearly who was coming, Zuo Qiutan was stunned. He was a little surprised. He nodded slightly and saluted: "Why did Emperor Ji suddenly come to look for me?"

"Let's talk after we enter the house." Song Zhiyu said quietly, while walking around the Zuoqiu altar and walked in.

Seeing this, the latter raised his eyebrows, closed the door, looked at the back, and chuckled: "Can Di Ji feel relieved now?"

Song Zhiyu didn't bother to go around with Zuo Qiutan. She went straight to the point and told everything about someone flying pigeons to pass the letter and the contents of the letter. She paused and her eyes fell on Zuo Qiutan: "Is it possible?

Is it the Imperial Master who passed the message to Fei Ge in this palace?"

"Not really."

Hearing this, Song Zhiyu couldn't help but frown, since it wasn't Zuo Qiutan, who could it be?

She was deep in thought, but out of the corner of her eye she saw some movement in the Zuoqiu altar. Her eyes gradually gathered together, and she raised her eyes in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"I suddenly felt that choosing a husband was feasible."

Song Zhiyu glanced at Zuoqiutan, frowned and said sternly: "Maybe you are on Song Tingjin's side?!"

She didn't understand. Zuo Qiutan clearly understood her feelings and knew what she wanted, so why would she help Song Tingjin and the others?

She subconsciously opened the distance between the two, and there was a hint of vigilance in her eyes.

Seeing her actions, Zuo Qiutan understood that Song Zhiyu had misunderstood him, and he sighed helplessly.

"Di Ji, please listen to me first."

"Now that Di Ji is not in her husband's family, the emperor will arrange some marriage arrangements for you at any time. Although Di Ji you also have the right to speak in some places, you can't overpower the emperor after all."

"Not only that, the Emperor will also find other opportunities to hurt Di Ji. Di Ji can still prevent it once or twice, but what about three or four times? In the long run, will Di Ji be able to catch the emperor's dirty tricks against you?"

As soon as these words came out, Song Zhiyu fell into deep thought, but she couldn't think of anything for a moment.

Her already frowning frown deepened. She had to say that Zuo Qiutan was right, but she still had to think carefully about how to deal with it!

Looking at Song Zhiyu who was contemplative and silent, Zuo Qiutan turned his eyes elsewhere. As long as she understood not to be as impulsive as before, that would be fine!

Outside Fanghua Palace, Tan Que was restless and pinched the fingers of his other hand so hard that his nails almost dug into his flesh.

Although she stayed in the harem, she heard every word of what was going on in the outside world.

Although he is the top name in the brothel, the madam also values ​​his value. In addition, he is also the money-making tree of the brothel, so he is still there for the first time.

When Song Zhiyu came to the brothel to pick someone, she said she would give her a status when negotiating the terms.

On the other hand, if I were a concubine in the harem and told the story to the sisters in the brothel, that would be a great deal.

But now, as far as she knows, brothel girls cannot enter the palace at all, and she can only live with her embarrassing reputation. How can she not be angry about this?!

She took a deep breath and suddenly saw Su Zhihan out of the corner of her eye. She remembered that when she came to the brothel to choose someone, this person was staying next to Song Zhiyu. She thought that the person in front of her was Song Zhiyu's personal maid.

She strode up to Su Zhihan, blessed her body slightly perfunctorily, and asked urgently: "Sir, when will the things that Di Ji promised to my daughter be fulfilled?!"