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

"This palace should not care about Concubine Shen, but this palace cannot bear to see Concubine Shen violating her body like this!"

Shen Jiaojiao saw the distressed look on Song Mingcai's face, and she snorted in her heart, feeling contemptuous of Song Mingcai's false appearance.

Looking at Song Mingcai's face, Shen Jiaojiao recalled those times when she was depressed in the harem. Her chest rose and fell slightly, and she took a deep breath to stabilize her emotions.

"How could I like to mess with my body? Who would like it? But this Song Zhiyu is really annoying. I only reminded her with good intentions, but she has such an attitude!"

"Concubine Shen, please don't be angry. The imperial sister has already had this attitude towards me before. She can't change it. There is no need for us to argue with her."

Even though he said this, Song Mingcai was still talking about Song Zhiyu openly and secretly.

Shen Jiaojiao listened and felt that it was almost done. She stretched out her hand to stop Song Mingcai from continuing and said, "Okay, be careful that walls have ears!"

Hearing this, Song Mingcai paused, she closed her mouth angrily, and was busy recruiting Shen Jiaojiao to deal with Song Zhiyu with her, but she forgot about Song Zhiyu's methods.

Sending someone to observe and eavesdrop on what they were saying was indeed something that bitch Song Zhiyu could do.

But looking at Shen Jiaojiao's appearance, she probably succeeded in wooing her.

She was extremely happy. Originally, Shen Jiaojiao was on Song Zhiyu's side, but the friendship between them broke up because of Song Zhiyu's bad temper.

Coupled with the power behind Shen Jiaojiao, even if Song Zhiyu wanted to do something, they could easily stop her.

In this way, Song Zhiyu wants to suppress her forever, which is simply wishful thinking!

But Song Mingcai still remained wary in her heart. After all, she still had some doubts in her heart whether Shen Jiaojiao really wanted to form an alliance with her.

The next day.

Song Zhiyu was hungry for some ice cream when she got up early in the morning, so she asked Su Zhihan to go to the kitchen and ask someone to make an extra ice cream and put it in front of her.

As soon as she passed by, almost everyone at the dinner table came.

Song Zhiyu walked to her own seat with lotus steps. When she just sat down and was about to get the ice cream, she saw that there was not a single ice cream on the table.

The smile on her face stiffened, her brows furrowed, and she turned to ask Su Zhihan in displeasure, "Where's the ice cream I ordered you this morning?!"

"I don't know, slave, but I did ask the people in the kitchen to make ice cream."

"Sorbet? Could it be that the plate of sorbet in the morning belonged to the imperial sister?"

At this time, Song Mingcai suddenly made a sound. She covered her mouth in pretending to be surprised, and then a look of regret appeared on her face.

"My sister couldn't control her mouth this morning, so she ate a few pieces. I just don't know if she would mind."

Song Zhiyu was furious. She rolled her eyes at Song Mingcai and sneered coldly: "Anyone with a discerning eye can tell whether I mind or not, but the emperor's brain can't hear anything."

Song Mingcai's face turned red when she said this. She glanced at Shen Jiaojiao in embarrassment, and then lowered her head in confusion.

"What did Di Ji say? It's just a few pieces of ice cream. If you want to eat it, just ask the cook to make it. Besides, the plate of ice cream is placed on the table. Who knows that you specifically ordered it to be made? of?"

Shen Jiaojiao immediately stood up to protect Song Mingcai. She exchanged a look with Song Zhiyu in a place where Song Mingcai and others could not see. The latter understood immediately when he saw it.

"Is Concubine Shen going against this palace?" Song Zhiyu narrowed her eyes and glared at Shen Jiaojiao coldly.

Shen Jiaojiao has been soaked in honey since she was a child. The thing she fears most in her life is threats. She glared back and sneered: "How dare I dare? Emperor Maode is so powerful that I am afraid of going against anyone. Maode Di Ji will have to find a way to deal with me."

"You two should stop bickering so early in the morning. This ice cream is our problem. We will naturally ask the cook to make a new one and send it to the imperial sister's room."

Seeing that the atmosphere was extremely tense, Song Mingcai stood up to persuade the two of them and took everything into his own hands.

She knows that only if she is like this, Song Zhiyu will quarrel with her, and this will further create a gap between Song Zhiyu and Shen Jiaojiao.

Previously, she was still wary and suspicious of Shen Jiaojiao, but now she began to believe in Shen Jiaojiao, relying on her deep understanding of herself during this period.

Song Zhiyu took a hard look at Song Mingcai, feeling that she was holding back the fire because she hadn't eaten the ice cream. Now that Song Mingcai was rushing to extinguish the fire, she was naturally willing.

"It's your problem. Don't make it sound like I'm blaming all the problems on you."

Having said this, Song Zhiyu paused, frowned slightly, tilted her head slightly and couldn't help but ask.

"If you go and instruct the cook to prepare ice cream for me, will you really not put poison in the ice cream to kill me?"

As soon as these words came out, Song Mingcai's face froze, and she glared angrily at Song Zhiyu. She did not expect that Song Zhiyu would speak so frankly about herself.

"Empress Maode, please don't think so bad about her. Not everyone is as bad-hearted as you. Others turn a blind eye to your good points and always pick on others."