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

"Young masters are really unscrupulous in order to achieve their goals."

Jue Qingchen was stunned. He stood there with a frown on his face, unable to react for a while to what Song Zhiyu said.

Seeing this, Song Zhiyu sneered. She tidied up her appearance indifferently, and her words were not idle.

"Jue Qingchen, I really want to know why you did this? Just because you wanted to avenge Song Mingcai, you did this act of a hero saving a beauty?"

Only then did Jue Qingchen realize what Song Zhiyu meant. He fell silent. He opened his mouth and explained, "Di Ji misunderstood. This was not something I did."

Hearing this, Song Zhiyu's frown deepened. She raised her eyebrows and asked, "You didn't do it? Who else would do such a thing?"

After saying this, there was a sudden movement in the distance. Song Zhiyu and Jue Qingchen looked at each other in tacit understanding, and Song Mingcai's voice was faintly heard.

Song Zhiyu's expression changed drastically. Song Mingcai had been trying to bring her and Jue Qingchen together on the way. If she saw him and Jue Qingchen staying here, she would definitely make a big fuss!

She raised her eyes to look at Jue Qingchen, telling him to get out of here quickly with her eyes.

Jue Qingchen didn't hesitate, and immediately disappeared in front of Song Zhiyu without even giving her a look.

"Sister! How are you?"

Song Mingcai led people to the scene and immediately smelled the strong smell of blood. She glanced at the two brothers lying in a pool of blood from the corner of her eye, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.

She was sure to knock Song Zhiyu unconscious before sending it to the two brothers. She also confirmed the knotting method of the rope. If someone else did not untie it, it would not be untied at all!

Why could Song Zhiyu easily untie the rope and kill the two brothers?

When she saw Song Zhiyu dressed neatly, she was even more surprised, but her surprise was quickly suppressed by her.

Song Mingcai walked anxiously to Song Zhiyu, pulled Song Zhiyu up from the ground, carefully sorted the dust on Song Zhiyu's body, and said with a distressed look on his face: "Sister has been wronged today."

Song Mingcai's eyes darkened, and there was a hint of inquiry in Song Mingcai's eyes. Previously, she thought Jue Qingchen planned this incident, but looking at Jue Qingchen's reaction, Song Zhiyu knew it was not him.

Among those present, Shen Jiaojiao would never do anything to her. Apart from her natal family, she was Shen Jiaojiao's only support in the palace.

The only person left was Song Mingcai.

Thinking of this, Song Zhiyu narrowed her eyes slightly. She carefully weighed Song Mingcai's reaction. Seeing that her face remained as usual, there was a hint of coldness in her eyes.

She had forgotten that Song Mingcai was always good at acting.

Shen Jiaojiao walked up with a worried look on her face. She supported Song Zhiyu's other hand and asked with a worried tone: "Are you really okay?"

Song Zhiyu gently shook her head at Shen Jiaojiao, then took her hands out of Song Mingcai's and placed them all in Shen Jiaojiao's hands.

Seeing this, Shen Jiaojiao was stunned, understanding that Song Zhiyu was trusting her. Her eyebrows were curved, and she felt a little more joyful in her heart. She slightly raised her lips and glanced at Song Mingcai's face calmly. Seeing that Song Mingcai had no reaction, she didn't care.

Too lazy to pay attention.

During the next section of the journey, no one encountered anything else, and arrived at Qingshan Courtyard without any incident.

After Song Zhiyu assigned rooms to everyone, she ordered Su Zhihan to prepare a bowl of chicken soup and asked her to deliver it to Song Mingcai's house, in the name of thanking Song Mingcai for bringing people over to save her.

As soon as Song Mingcai asked the maid to pack her things, there was a sound outside the door. She pricked up her ears and heard clearly that it was the voice of the maid next to Song Zhiyu, so she asked her maid to bring the person in quickly.

She has many things that need Song Zhiyu now, and she cannot be careless with the maids around Su Zhihan. Even if she bullied and scolded the maid before, it will not prevent her from treating her well now.

Su Zhihan carefully crossed the threshold, placed the chicken soup on the wooden table, and said with a crooked smile: "Emperor Yuanshou, my emperor specially ordered the slaves to make this. This chicken soup is delicious, and it is my home."

You must eat Di Ji’s wishes."

Song Mingcai smelled the aroma floating in her breath, and couldn't help but feel a hint of pride in her heart. She nodded slightly reservedly.

But thinking about everything between him and Song Zhiyu, Song Zhiyu was so kind as to give him soup. Could it be that she changed her surname?

Seeing that Song Mingcai was suspicious, Su Zhihan quickly said: "Don't worry, Emperor Ji, there are precious medicinal materials in it. My Emperor Ji said that I brewed it just to repay you."

Song Mingcai no longer had any doubts at this time. She sat on the wooden stool, twisted the spoon with her fingers, and drank the chicken soup in the bowl one mouthful at a time.

A quarter of an hour later, Song Zhiyu appeared at the door. She crossed the threshold and saw Song Ming picking chicken soup and drinking it very happily. A sneer appeared on her face, and she walked to the wooden table and asked casually.

"Sister, how about this chicken soup?"

Song Mingcai put down the spoon, raised his face, glanced at Song Zhiyu with a smile, and said with a chuckle: "Of course it's good, don't worry about sister."

"That's good. After all, if it doesn't taste good, you won't drink this chicken soup."