Taking the list handed over by Liu Ruoyu, Song Zhi carefully read the contents.

The names of the ministers that Mu Qinghan had bribed privately were clearly written on it. Other small fry were fine, but Song Zhi actually saw the name of General Meng Qi on it.

She knew that Meng Qi was a man with the talent to lead troops in battle, so he had won many battles and was well-known among the neighboring countries.

But he is too stubborn and self-willed, which leads to him having few friends and always keeping to himself.

He has always maintained a neutral attitude and never taken any side. Because of this, the emperor is very confident in him.

Unexpectedly, this person had secretly surrendered to the Prince's First Battalion.

An ugly look appeared on Song Zhi's face. She suddenly remembered that her brother Song Chenfeng was working under him. In the previous life, he had been targeted by Meng Qi many times because of his budding talent, which resulted in her brother having a lot of abilities but no place to use them.

Later, the Song family was wiped out, and it was Meng Qi who personally led the team to do it.

Thinking of this, Song Zhi's face turned cold. She clenched the list in her hand and said, "To avoid exposing Yunshui Youyou, don't worry about these things from now on. I will find a way to deal with them."

Liu Ruoyu hummed lazily, "It sounds nice, how can I ignore you?"

The relationship between them has long surpassed that of ordinary friends. From the day she was rescued by Song Zhi, she has been her only relative in this world.

Liu Ruoyu has long been accustomed to dealing with all kinds of dignitaries and nobles in a hypocritical and flattering manner, but when facing Song Zhi, her beautiful face can't help but reveal her sincerity.

Song Zhi's eyes were also moved, "Ruoyu..."

"Okay," Liu Ruoyu smiled brightly, not wanting the atmosphere to become sad.

When walking out of Yunshuiyouyou, Song Zhi felt a little heavy-hearted.

She couldn't help but think of the scene when she rescued Liu Ruoyu. At that time, Liu Ruoyu was in a miserable state in the dilapidated temple and was almost bullied. She happened to see it and drove away those dirty men. She also gave her a cloak to cover her beautiful body.

There was too much suffering in the world, and too many people suffering. It was impossible to save them all, so after she intervened, she let her leave alone and had no intention of taking her back to the capital.

However, when she turned around, her wrist was grabbed tightly from behind.

Liu Ruoyu lowered her head and said in a low voice, "You look different from an ordinary person. Do you want to make a deal with me?"

She didn't know what Liu Ruoyu had experienced before, but she felt the determination in her tone.

It was a desperate gamble after being forced into a desperate situation, as if there was a fire burning in her body.

She reached out and lifted the hair that covered her face, revealing a stunning face and a pair of dark, bottomless eyes. She was stunned at first, then smiled with her eyebrows curved as if she thought of something.

"Okay." She accepted her suggestion.

At that time, she only regarded her as a person with great potential who could be used, but as they spent a long time together, they had already become sisters who supported each other.

Song Zhi secretly made up her mind that after she had dealt with her grievances, she would definitely help Ruoyu get the justice that belonged to her.

This was the deal at the beginning of their cooperation, she was used by her and she avenged her.

But so far, Liu Ruoyu has not revealed anything about her hatred. When she asked before, she just evaded the question by saying that the time was not yet ripe.

Seeing Song Zhi's heavy face, Xiao Tao couldn't help but ask with concern: "Miss, are you okay?"

"fine."

Song Zhi shook his head. Liu Ruoyu would naturally tell him when she was willing to do so. The most urgent thing now was to tell his father about Meng Qi.

She hurried back home, first wrote a letter to Song Chenfeng, and then went to Prime Minister Song's study.

After hearing what Meng Qi said, Song Yang's face became heavy. He frowned and looked at the list on the table without saying a word. After a long time, he put the list on the oil lamp and burned it.

"Child, what do you think about this?"

Song Zhi said: "Other small things are of no concern, but Meng Qi must not act rashly."

"Yes, Meng Qi has made great contributions and holds military power, and he is deeply trusted by the Emperor. If we rashly expose this, it will only do us harm and no good."

"It's okay, they will soon deliver the opportunity to us."

Song Zhi was confident and spoke in a steady tone.

Song Yang looked at Song Zhi, who was radiating a sharp aura that was completely different from before, and his eyes turned red. Guilt emerged in his heart again.

It’s all because he is not a good enough father, otherwise his darling daughter who was raised in the palm of his hand wouldn’t have to worry about all these things.

Thinking of this, Song Yang wanted to send Song Yale away even more quickly.

Fortunately, Song Yale will be married in three days. Song Yang patted Song Zhi on the shoulder and said, "When she gets married, Daddy will immediately turn her yard into a back garden for you."

Song Zhi laughed out loud. If Song Yale heard this, she would be so angry that she would vomit blood.

However, Song Yale was not in the mood to make trouble now. The closer it got to the wedding day, the more she hoped that everything would be calm and smooth.

She has been staying in her own Mingyue Pavilion and rarely comes out. Only her personal maid Yaer goes out of the house frequently and has been asking about Mu Qinghan's situation in recent days.

"Besides Meng Qi, there's something else I'd like my father to cooperate with me on." Song Zhi lowered his voice and said seriously.

"You said."

Song Zhi walked up to Song Yang and told him his plan in detail.

Three days passed very quickly, but also very slowly. Finally, the day of the wedding arrived with great fanfare.

The etiquette and ceremony in the palace were very grand, and all civil and military officials were present.

Song Yale thought she had finally made it, and while she was getting dressed, the corners of her mouth finally relaxed and a smile appeared on her face.

Seeing Song Zhi passing by the door, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows in satisfaction and said, "It's really hard for my sister to work so hard. Even though this marriage originally belonged to you, you are so generous."

Song Zhi raised his head with a smile, "No problem, no problem. I'm so happy to get rid of these two dirty guys all of a sudden."

Anya Song’s expression changed and she gritted her teeth and said, “Who are you calling a dirty thing!”

Song Zhi smiled cheerfully and winked at the maid who was doing her makeup. "Ya Yue will be going to the palace to pay her respects later. You must be careful and not make any mistakes."

After saying this, he left contentedly and went to the door to see if the imperial guards coming to welcome the bride were about to arrive.

Song Yale's features twisted in anger behind her. "I'm asking you a question, and you're calling someone dirty! Song Zhi, do you dare say that again in front of me? I'm the Crown Princess who's about to be married."

Song Zhi did not look back, leaving Song Yale with a lonely and arrogant back.

Anya Song became even angrier, grabbed a box of rouge next to her and threw it out.

The rouge fell into the yard with a thud, staining the mud red.

As she was getting angry, Anya Song suddenly came to her senses. She would soon be the Crown Princess, so why bother to fight for this momentary anger?

Song Zhi, just wait!

Anya Song’s face was ferocious.

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