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

Thinking of this, she suddenly stood up and walked towards the left altar with lotus steps.

As soon as she stood up, her temperament suddenly changed, and her original noble and elegant temperament instantly became charming!

Song Zhiyu's footsteps stopped in front of Zuo Qiutan. The distance between the two was very close, and she looked at Zuo Qiutan who was confused.

She reached out her hand and gently lifted Zuo Qiutan's chin, her tone was gentle but with some hint.

"I think the Imperial Master has been very tired recently because of my affairs. Why don't I let you relax?"

She looked at Zuo Qiutan with a smile, and before he could react, she sat in Zuo Qiutan's arms and slowly moved her fingers downward, sliding across his Adam's apple that was sliding up and down.

A look of satisfaction flashed in Song Zhiyu's eyes, and then she moved her fingers downward again, gently touching Zuo Qiutan's chest. Feeling the strong heartbeat under her palms, she nodded secretly.

This scene gave Zuo Qiutan a great impact. He swallowed subconsciously, raised his hands, and stood frozen in the air, not knowing where to place them.

Before Zuo Qiutan could regain her senses, Song Zhiyu stood up first and without pushing Zuo Qiu altar away, her autumn eyes moved and she danced around Zuo Qiu altar. Although her clothes were not as good as Tan Que's, no matter her movements or her eyes,

They are all unique in the world!

Zuo Qiutan couldn't help but be fascinated by this. He was stunned on the spot. He couldn't help but want to follow Song Zhiyu's dance steps, but Song Zhiyu dodged him time and time again.

Looking at Zuo Qiutan's appearance, there was a hint of contempt in Song Zhiyu's eyes, and she knew that it was impossible for any man not to covet beauty.

As her eyes moved, she couldn't help but smile. When she came behind Zuo Qiutan, since he couldn't see it, she turned her wrist and put her palm lightly on Zuo Qiutan's shoulder. A small red insect followed her.

The slender fingers climbed to Zuo Qiutan's shoulder and entered his ears.

She couldn't completely trust Zuo Qiutan, so she could only tie their fate together so that she could feel relieved.

Fortunately, Zuo Qiutan did not notice her movements, which made Song Zhiyu breathe a sigh of relief.

She stopped dancing, took a deep breath, picked up the handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"I haven't danced for a long time. Not only my physical strength has declined, but my dancing skills are also very unfamiliar."

Zuo Qiutan came to his senses and realized how rude he had just been. His face turned red and he didn't know what to say. He saluted Song Zhiyu and found an excuse to leave immediately.

Seeing this, Song Zhiyu paused, but she had never seen such a shy Zuo Qiutan.

The next day, Song Zhiyu stood in front of the flowers in the Imperial Garden. The warm sunlight shone on her body, making her shudder. She hadn't felt such a leisurely time in a long time!

After being reborn, the tense nerves relaxed at this moment, and then all the past events came to mind. Without paying attention, my finger was pricked by a thorn on the root of a flower.

She frowned, put her fingers in her delicate lips and sucked, and saw a familiar figure from the corner of her eye.

The figure was dressed in a tea-white robe, with a strong but unusually slender body, and a long sword in his well-jointed hands.

Suzhizhou?

Song Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, then came back to her senses immediately, frowned, and began to calculate the time. She never expected that at this moment, he would already appear in the palace.

She subconsciously thought of Su Zhihan in her palace.

According to what happened in his previous life, Su Zhizhou's entry into the palace at this moment is only related to Song Mingcai.