"What is Di Ji thinking? I just feel that we are a family. Does Di Ji have to change her name to me?"

Zuo Qiutan looked at Song Zhiyu's reaction and found it very funny, and said jokingly.

Hearing this, Song Zhiyu stiffened for a moment, and she glared hard at Zuo Qiutan. The blush on her face had disappeared.

"Okay, go to bed early and wake up early, we have to go back to the palace tomorrow."

Song Zhiyu said angrily. She ignored Zuo Qiutan, picked up the clothes she had changed and walked behind the screen to change. However, when she thought of something, Song Zhiyu picked up her clothes and paused, then she stuck her head out and looked at Zuo Qiu Tan.

"Watch your eyes!"

After saying that, his head shrank back again.

Zuo Qiutan shook his head helplessly and smiled, sitting quietly on the wooden board.

After a while, Song Zhiyu came out. When she saw that Zuo Qiutan was still in this room, she frowned: "Why are you still here?"

"We are husband and wife, why can't I be here?" Zuo Qiutan was instantly angry.

Song Zhiyu's eyes widened and she opened her mouth: "But it's clear between us..."

Before she finished speaking, Song Zhiyu was stunned when she saw Zuo Qiutan suddenly stood up from the wooden stool, walked to the bed and sat down directly on the bed.

She stood aside with a look of embarrassment on her face, not wanting to leave or not.

After much deliberation, he finally asked Su Zhihan to get a set of bedding for him, stuffed the original bedding into Zuo Qiutan's arms, and he lay on the bed inside with the bedding.

Listening to Zuo Qiutan's steady breathing next to her, Song Zhiyu felt uneasy, "Huh, wait for me, Zuo Qiutan, until our revenge is finished!"

She thought that she would not be able to sleep with someone breathing beside her, but within a moment, she fell into a deep sleep.

The next day.

Song Zhiyu did not see Zuoqiutan when she woke up, nor did she look for it. Instead, she asked Su Zhihan to wash herself.

Until she got on the carriage and saw Zuo Qiu Tan standing at the door of the house, she was in a good mood. But then she thought about last night, and she was a little angry. She glanced at Zuo Qiu Tan, and in Zuo Qiu Tan's smiling eyes,

He pulled the curtain shut fiercely.

After glancing at Su Zhihan who was confused, Song Zhiyu had a blush on her cheeks and coughed: "Let's go."

It wasn't until she arrived at the palace gate that she regained her composure, put her hand on Su Zhihan's arm, and let Su Zhihan help her get out of the carriage. She was now married, and her hair was tied into a young woman's hairpin.

It feels much softer.

She pulled up the broken hair around her ears, thinking about returning home today, pursed her lips, and felt a slight headache.

She was supposed to meet her biological mother or wet nurse, but neither of them were there, so she could only meet Song Tingjin. As the saying goes, an elder brother is like a father, so she had to meet Song Tingjin on her first day back home.

When she came to the imperial study room and saw no one around, she opened the door and looked up to see the two people in the room kissing passionately. Song Zhiyu was startled, with a trace of disgust in her eyebrows. Sure enough, this pair of bad men and women were in love with each other.

It won't stop day by day.

As soon as she heard the door being opened, Song Mingcai hurriedly got out of Song Tingjin's arms. She turned around and saw that it was Song Zhiyu, and her anxious heart relaxed.

Seeing that Song Zhiyu's hair had been pulled up into a young woman's hairpin, Song Mingcai remembered that today was Song Zhiyu's return home day.

"Look, my sister forgot that today is the day when the emperor's sister returns home."

Song Mingcai put his hand on Song Tingjin's chest and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. Anyway, it wasn't just once or twice that Song Zhiyu saw them being so inseparable.

"What does it have to do with you when I return to the palace?"

Song Tingjin frowned, glared at Song Zhiyu, and said sternly: "What are you talking about? Mingcai is your imperial sister after all!"

Song Zhiyu didn't bother to refute this. After all, trying to reason with the two of them would be a fool's errand.

Song Mingcai raised her eyes and glanced at Song Tingjin. Thinking of Xie Buyu in the new house that night, she lowered her eyes. When she raised her eyes again, her eyes were full of sarcasm as she looked at Song Zhiyu.

"Not to mention other things, the imperial sister is really romantic. She even interacted with Mr. Xie on her wedding night."

"oh?"

Song Zhiyu raised her eyebrows. She crossed her arms and looked at Song Mingcai expressionlessly. She already guessed that Xie Buyu's appearance in her wedding room yesterday was Song Mingcai's idea.

"How do you know this?"

Song Mingcai was speechless for a moment and didn't know what to say. She rolled her eyes and thought for a long time before she came up with something to say.

"Of course Mingcai saw it with his own eyes!"

"Yeah?"

Song Zhiyu asked coolly, her peach blossom eyes showing no emotion at all, looking at Song Mingcai like a pool of stagnant water, as if she were looking at a dead person.

The latter felt that Song Zhiyu's gaze was very penetrating, so she subconsciously rubbed her hands.

"Otherwise, might the emperor think there is something wrong with my eyes?"

"I think your eyesight is weak."

Hearing this, Song Mingcai was furious. She slammed the table and wanted to continue the confrontation with Song Zhiyu, but her arm was pulled by the man beside her.

Song Mingcai turned to look at Song Tingjin angrily. When her eyes met Song Tingjin's eyes, her expression was full of grievances. Song Mingcai flattened his mouth, tightened Song Tingjin's sleeves with his fingers, and couldn't help shaking it a few times.

"Brother Huang, look at Sister Huang and see how she explains Cai!"
Chapter completed!