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

"This is a reward from the emperor to Emperor Maode. Princess Maode has made great contributions in disaster relief, so the emperor will naturally reward her."

Seeing that the things had been put away, Deshun stopped staying. However, she didn't know if it was Su Zhihan's illusion, but she always felt that the eunuch with the palm print in front of His Majesty the Emperor seemed to dislike Fanghua Palace!

She tilted her head and thought for a long time but still couldn't figure it out. She shook her head and went back to her room. Now Di Ji is busy with things and doesn't need to take care of herself. All she can do is manage the Fanghua Palace.

The next day.

Song Zhiyu had been thinking about the refugee issue and couldn't let go. However, seeing that there was no movement from Song Tingjin, she had to take the initiative to go to the imperial study room.

Along the way, she heard a lot about Tan Que and Song Mingcai's jealousy in the harem, and she had a plan in mind.

When he came to the outside of the imperial study room, he saw Deshun guarding the door. He nodded slightly to Deshun and said, "The emperor is still inside reviewing the papers?"

She was able to face the eunuch with the palm print calmly who had put her to death in her previous life.

Deshun nodded lightly and frowned slightly, remembering Song Tingjin's instructions just now, and then turned sideways and let Song Zhiyu enter the room. He closed the door and continued to stand at the door.

Song Zhiyu crossed the threshold and walked to the desk. She looked coldly and saw that Song Tingjin's desk was full of papers, but Song Tingjin was not sitting there. She couldn't help but frown.

"Why did you come to see me this time?"

Song Zhiyu paused and repeated the refugee issue to Song Tingjin.

"The refugees have been properly appeased by this palace. Your Majesty only needs to deal with the aftermath."

Song Tingjin raised his eyebrows and glanced at Song Zhiyu in disbelief. In the past, Song Zhiyu would always be against him, but today she was kind enough to help him?

Feeling Song Tingjin's gaze, Song Zhiyu stood there expressionlessly, stroking her sleeves with her hands. She knew very well that if it weren't for the refugees, she would definitely use Song Tingjin to create a fuss among beauties!

She then thought about it and recalled what she had thought of on the way, and changed her tone: "The Japanese palace has heard about the things in your harem these days, and it has been quite chaotic."

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Song Tingjin's face. He had never expected that Song Mingcai, who was just a few concubines, would have such a big reaction.

Now that Song Zhiyu mentioned it, he would not be afraid if Song Zhiyu made things difficult for him again, but now that Song Zhiyu's power had grown stronger, if he was allowed to develop...

Thinking again of the hexagram and the person speaking for Song Zhiyu in the court, his head, which was indulging in comfort, felt as if someone had hit him hard, and he suddenly came back to his senses.

"What the Imperial Sister said is that if they bother the Imperial Sister, the Imperial Sister will deal with it on her own and follow the palace rules."

Looking at Song Tingjin who looked like he was at his disposal, Song Zhiyu thought for a moment and spoke again, as if she was responding to him.

"Forget about the palace rules, this is not the solution in the long run. I have a suggestion. This huge harem needs a steward."

After saying that, he glanced at Song Tingjin who was in deep thought with a smile, and continued: "There are not many beauties in your majesty's harem now, and the one who can stand up to the top is Shen Jiaojiao. In my opinion, Shen Jiaojiao is pretty good, with a good family background and good manners."

That’s fine. Taking care of a concubine is enough.”

She never mentioned the intention of establishing a queen, either inside or outside her words, but her intention was to regard Shen Jiaojiao as a candidate for the head of the middle palace!