Marry my elder sister? Fine! I'll give you the letter of annulment and marry someone else.

Song Zhi leaned against the car window leisurely, "There's no need to get off the car. It's the same thing just saying this."

"This..." The young eunuch was obviously stunned. He didn't expect Song Zhi to play by his own rules.

After a few breaths of silence, the young eunuch, perhaps receiving instructions, whispered, "Then I'll go guard the front."

As the young eunuch left, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

After a long while, a voice with a smile came from the side, "You are the first one who doesn't give this prince face like this."

As soon as he heard the voice, Song Zhi immediately knew the other party's identity.

"I wonder what the Second Prince wants from me."

When Mu Qinghan was around, he was a strong contender for the throne.

Now that Mu Qinghan is dead, if nothing unexpected happens, the position of crown prince will belong to him.

The voice outside continued to laugh, "You know my identity and you still don't come down to pay your respects. Aren't you afraid that I will punish you for your disrespect?"

Song Zhi was impatient. "You want me to treat you as a subject here. Second Prince, have you made up your mind?"

It was precisely because he didn't want to reveal his identity that he secretly stopped her here. Why was he putting on airs now?

"Sure enough, he is very eloquent."

The other party said calmly, "Well, today this prince will not bother with you."

"If the Second Prince just wants to exchange pleasantries with me, why not find another time? The Emperor has summoned him now, and no one can afford to be late and incur the Emperor's wrath."

The Second Prince, Mu Yunhe, frowned slightly, but quickly regained his smile. "Miss Song is a quick-witted person, so I might as well be frank. I've arranged to meet you today because I want to work with you on something big."

Now countless eyes are watching his every move. He dare not expose his ambition and go out to find Song Zhi, so he can only intercept her on the road.

He said he wanted to cooperate with her, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that he wanted to cooperate with the Song family behind her.

After all, everyone knew that Song Yang divorced his wife out of anger for his beloved daughter. Convincing Song Zhi was equivalent to convincing Song Yang.

Before Song Zhi could even say no, the Second Prince spoke up again, "Father has blamed Miss Song for the death of the deposed Crown Prince. If Miss Song agrees to cooperate with me, I can guarantee that she will leave the palace safely today."

He spoke with full confidence, opened his folding fan and waved it slowly, as if he was sure that Song Zhi would not refuse.

However, Song Zhi raised his eyebrows. "I was able to give up the deposed crown prince when he was so powerful. The second prince is too confident."

"You don't agree?"

"Why should I agree to this?"

"Song Zhi, this prince is giving you a chance."

"I'm sorry, Second Prince, but I don't have the honor to take advantage of this opportunity for now."

Mu Yunhe's hypocritical mask finally showed a crack, "Dare to reject me, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

Song Zhi chuckled, "There are so many people supporting the Second Prince, I wouldn't be a big problem."

A murderous look flashed across Mu Yunhe's face. "Who do you want to support? Fifth brother? Sixth brother?"

"neither."

He guessed around but none of them came up with Mu Nanqi. After all, on the surface, Mu Nanqi was the least likely person to inherit the throne.

When Mu Yunhe heard her say that she would not support the fifth and sixth princes, his expression looked better.

He sneered, "The struggle for the throne and the change of dynasties have always been fought on a sea of ​​corpses. It's impossible for the Song family to stay out of it. Put aside your idea of ​​neutrality."

Song Zhi remained silent.

Mu Yunhe took a few steps closer, "Following me will be your best choice."

"Once the matter is settled, even if you want to be the queen, it is not impossible to discuss it."

Mu Yunhe walked closer and reached out to lift the curtain of the car window.

Song Zhi frowned and was about to pull out the dagger hidden in his calf when the eunuch's voice came from not far away, "Your Highness, someone is coming."

Mu Yunhe stopped his hand in mid-air and frowned, seeming a little unhappy about being interrupted.

However, he did not get angry. He just withdrew his hand and said with a smile: "Miss Song, there is no need to rush to give an answer. You can think about it. After all, I have plenty of patience."

After saying that, he took a few steps back, turned around and disappeared into the long corridor.

The young eunuch returned to the carriage, set it up again and started moving.

But unexpectedly, they walked for a long time without meeting anyone.

She understood after a moment's thought and said through the curtain, "You lied to your master, aren't you afraid of losing your head?"

The young eunuch didn't say anything. After a while, an empty purse was thrown in.

This purse was the one she had thrown out before.

Everything is self-evident. The young eunuch is trying to show that he has cleared all ties with her.

That's an interesting one.

"What's your name?"

There was silence outside for a moment, as if hesitating about something.

But in the end he replied, "My slave, Xiao Qingzi."

Song Zhi hummed and said nothing more. In the silence, only the sound of wheels could be heard.

Soon, the carriage arrived at the door of the imperial study.

After getting off the carriage, there were guards in armor standing on both sides.

A palace maid stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty has been waiting for a long time. Miss Song, please follow me."

The tall door of the imperial study was opened and quickly closed after she entered.

As soon as Song Zhigang entered, a strong smell of medicine hit him in the face.

Perhaps it was because of the cool breeze she brought in, but the emperor started coughing violently while sitting at the desk.

Eunuch Li hurriedly patted the emperor's back to help him breathe, "Your Majesty, your health is paramount. I'll have someone boil some more medicine for you."

"No need."

The emperor pointed to a bowl of cold medicine on the table and said, "Take it away. I have a heart disease, and taking medicine will not help."

"emperor……"

"I want to talk to Song Zhi alone for a while. You all should go down. No one is allowed to come in without my permission."

Eunuch Li wanted to persuade him again, but was interrupted by the emperor.

Eunuch Li sighed and walked out helplessly with the medicine bowl.

Song Zhi bowed and asked, "I wonder why the Emperor summoned me into the palace?"

The emperor calmed down, slowly stood up and walked towards Song Zhi, "I really didn't expect that I underestimated you."

His eyes were sharp, and the aura of a superior pressed down on Song Zhi with an undisguised scrutiny.

"Han'er's death was caused by you, right?"

Song Zhi calmed down and said, "The Dali Temple has already investigated and found out that the former crown prince's death had nothing to do with me."

"It's irrelevant? What a irrelevant one."

The emperor's voice was deep, murderous intent surging in his eyes. "The fact that they couldn't find out is because they are incompetent, but that can't clear my suspicion of you."

Song Zhi lowered his head, neither servile nor arrogant, "Your Highness is wronged."

"I know what's going on. You don't have to put on a show for me."

The emperor slowly circled around her and said, "Han'er is indeed useless and has no talent. Although he foolishly canceled the marriage with you, he did not do anything against the will of heaven and earth."

As he spoke, the emperor became emotional. "But you killed him out of spite for such a small matter! Do you know that he is the only son of her and me? He is the only flesh and blood she has left in this world. How dare you!"

After saying the last word, the emperor started coughing again.

He coughed for a long time before he stopped. "You killed him. You deserve to die."