Song Zhiyu knew that what he said was true, and she sighed helplessly, not knowing what to do.

Looking at her disappointed eyes, Su Zhizhou felt a feeling in his heart that he didn't want to see her like this. He thought quickly in order to help her.

After thinking about it, he really thought of a way. Su Zhizhou lowered his voice repeatedly, "Although I can't do it, you can go find Jue Qingchen. I think he must know Xie Buyu's situation."

Absolutely light dust?

Song Zhiyu frowned slightly. She didn't know how long it had been since she had talked to Jue Qingchen. Since that day, she hadn't seen Jue Qingchen for a long time.

If Su Zhizhou hadn't suddenly mentioned it at this time, I'm afraid she wouldn't have remembered it.

Inside the Qiankun Hall.

Song Tingjin sent Deshun to bring a roster. He was ill and did not have much strength. He could only lean on the bedside and talk feebly.

"Just take a look and see if there is a man you think is suitable."

Song Mingcai followed what Song Tingjin said and opened the roster. Looking at the dazzling array of names, she was really dazzled.

Suddenly, her eyes were fixed on the name of Prince Shen's son. She quickly held up the roster with one hand and pointed the name of Prince Shen's son to Song Tingjin with the other hand.

"Mingcai thinks this guy is good. Mingcai heard that he is a bit silly. In Mingcai's opinion, he must be easy to manipulate and easy to control."

"If Prince Shen knew our intentions, he would definitely support us in making his son the crown prince. What do you think, brother?"

Song Tingjin raised his head slightly and took a deep breath. He felt that he was very uncomfortable now. He was like a fish living in a spring of water, fire and water. He was very uncomfortable no matter how he stayed.

Naturally, Song Mingcai noticed this strange thing about him.

She put her hand on Song Tingjin's arm with concern, looking down at his appearance, her heart ached, "Brother, are you feeling unwell again?"

Song Tingjin did not respond, but nodded slightly.

He knew that his body could not hold on for long, but his heart was unwilling to give in. He had thought about being on the throne once and for all, but he did not expect that it would happen so soon.

But my current physical condition is not that bad, maybe a few years will be enough.

The past few years have given him enough time to overthrow those who oppose him in the capital.

The two quickly decided on Prince Shen's son, and it was rumored that Prince Shen's son had already been decided on as the prince.

When this news came out, the entire capital officials were shocked. They had all heard that Prince Shen's son was not very bright.

Make him the crown prince. When the emperor grows old, how will he manage the Great Rong Dynasty and secure the throne?

As soon as the news was released, Song Zhiyu paid attention to this aspect of the situation. She frowned. She really didn't expect that Song Mingcai and Song Tingjin would come here.

There is something very wrong with appointing a person who is not very smart as a prince.

She wanted to go deeper, seeing was believing and hearing was false. After all, she still had no clue. She bit her lower lip lightly and decided to go and find out.

Song Zhiyu found the palace maid's clothes and secretly changed into them herself. It happened that the palace was very busy today, and officials everywhere came to congratulate her and also wanted to find out what happened.

She took this opportunity to sneak in and walked around the palace, but could not find Song Yu. She couldn't help but feel a little distressed, so she had to look for the maid in the palace.

"Excuse me, where does the prince live? I am a newcomer and have a poor memory. I have forgotten the place that my mother mentioned."

The maid glanced at Song Zhiyu with some suspicion. Before she could say anything, Song Zhiyu thrust a silver coin into the maid's hand.

She looked down and saw that the portion was not small. Although it was less than a silver coin, it was enough for people born like them.

Maybe he had a heavy workload and didn't want to be scolded. Newcomers would have this mentality, and she understood.

The maid raised her chin slightly arrogantly and took the money from Song Zhiyu's hand with dignity, "Since you are so sincere, I will accept it."

Song Zhiyu laughed a few times and left in the direction pointed by the palace maid.

She came to Song Yu's room and knocked on the door. Thinking about his silly identity, she opened the door and walked in, but felt a strong wind.

Song Zhiyu's eyebrows narrowed, and her eyes fell on the man sitting on the wooden bench not far away, "Your Majesty."

She adjusted her eyebrows slightly, but she still felt something was different. She walked forward and saw that Song Yu was still drinking tea. She subconsciously picked up the tea cup, walked around Song Yu's body, and stood in the blind spot of his field of vision.

"Why.."

A deep voice sounded, and Song Zhiyu subconsciously looked at the person behind her, but the latter may have realized something was wrong with her, so she closed her mouth again and pretended to be unintelligent.

A smirk appeared on the corner of her mouth. Perhaps she thought of something and pushed the tea in front of him again. Her eyes indeed fell on the accessories on his waist.
Chapter completed!