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

Not long after Zuoqiutan left, the emperor's oral message came immediately. Song Zhiyu raised her eyebrows. Song Tingjin got angry this time, but he was very fast.

Looking at Deshun in front of her, Song Zhiyu looked at him as if she didn't know anything.

"I wonder why my father-in-law suddenly came to Fanghua Palace today?"

"Of course the emperor asked his servants to come and invite the emperor to go to the Qiankun Palace."

"At this hour, why did the Emperor ask me to go to the Qiankun Palace to look for him?"

A strange smile appeared on Deshun's face. He put his hands on his chest and said sarcastically: "I know that Di Ji understands what I mean. I hope Di Ji will not embarrass me."

Although she was verbally accusing Song Zhiyu of making things difficult for him, Song Zhiyu found that several guards behind Deshun were already eager to make a move, as if they were waiting for her to continue to make things difficult for them so that they could take her away directly.

At this point, Song Zhiyu knew that she could not escape. Seeing that the guards were preparing to fight her at Deshun's signal, she immediately said: "I will do it myself."

Thinking of Song Mingcai lying on the hospital bed, pale and sickly, Deshun glanced at her gloomily and smiled again.

"Di Ji is indeed a smart person."

He took Song Zhiyu all the way to the Qiankun Palace, and after sending the people directly into the palace, he stood guarding the door, thinking about what he would do if Song Zhiyu was punished later.

In the hall, Song Tingjin was sitting on a couch and eating tea. When he heard the movement, he raised his eyes and looked over. Seeing that Song Zhiyu had finally arrived, a surge of anger rushed straight to his forehead.

He pressed the teacup in his hand hard on the mahogany table, and a lot of the water in the teacup sloshed out due to Song Tingjin's movement.

"Song Zhiyu! Why are you so cruel to Mingcai! She almost drowned in the lake. If she really died, I would be the first to let you be buried with her!"

Facing Song Tingjin's question, Song Zhiyu yawned out of boredom, her eyes were slightly blurred, and the corner of her mouth curled up with a trace of sarcasm.

Seeing that Song Zhiyu had no intention of repenting at all, and even seemed to be mocking himself, Song Tingjin was even more angry. His face turned red with anger at Song Zhiyu's move, he clenched his fists, and veins popped out on the back of his hands.

"Song Zhiyu!"

Song Tingjin roared in anger, and Song Zhiyu said lazily.

"Why is the emperor so anxious? If the emperor hadn't neglected his discipline on a daily basis, would the emperor's sister have the results she has today?"

Song Tingjin laughed out of anger, his chest heaved violently, he slapped the wooden table hard with his palms, stood up, pointed at Song Zhiyu and questioned sternly.

"Is it my fault that Ming Cai fell into the water? Song Zhiyu, I think you are crazy!"

"Isn't it possible?"

Song Zhiyu tilted her head slightly, a coldness appeared in her eyes, and the slight smile on her face disappeared at this moment.

She walked in the direction of Song Tingjin with lotus steps. She said something as she took every step.

"If the emperor's brother hadn't doted on the emperor's sister all day long, would she be as bad as she is today? Also, in this incident, the emperor's sister was the first to invite me to go on a cruise, and I had already fainted before the emperor's sister fell into the water."

"Brother Huang is confused. He thinks that a drunk man in this palace will push a sober woman into the water. Brother Huang is too fond of this palace."

Having said this, Song Zhiyu paused.

"If the Imperial Brother is serious, he shouldn't waste time here in this palace. I think that the Imperial Sister should need the Imperial Brother's company more, otherwise it would be a waste of time."

Song Tingjin was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to reply.

He stood motionless, and Song Zhiyu looked very bored. She stopped arguing with Song Tingjin, turned around and left without saying a word.

By the time Song Tingjin came to his senses, Song Zhiyu had already left the Qiankun Hall, and Deshun walked in. He saluted Song Tingjin and cleared his throat.

"Will the Emperor just let Emperor Maode leave like this?"

"What else can we do if we don't let her go? Song Zhiyu is so eloquent that I was speechless just now."

Song Tingjin rolled his sleeves angrily, sat back on the couch, picked up the tea cup and drank a sip of tea to calm down his anger.

He originally wanted to go and chat with Song Mingcai, but then he thought that she had just fallen into the water last night and had already caught the cold, so it was better to get more rest.

Thinking of this, Song Tingjin immediately changed his route to Chunhe Palace.

"The Emperor has arrived!"

The sharp voice sounded, and Tan Que's limp body immediately stood up. She glanced lazily at the maid next to her, with joy in her tone.

"Did I hear you correctly just now? Is the Emperor here?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, the Emperor is here!" the maid said excitedly. She followed Tan Que all the way and witnessed Tan Que climbing up the branch step by step. She was happy for Tan Que from the bottom of her heart.

As Tan Que's personal maid, her status has naturally increased.

Tan Que kept adjusting her appearance in order to show her best side in front of Song Tingjin. From the corner of her eye, she saw the guzheng placed aside. She rolled her eyes and thought of something. But as soon as the guzheng was played, many things would happen.

It's just a little inconvenient, that's all.