Returning after a three-year escape from death, the tyrant has turned evil.

Chapter 1: Transmigrating into a Book Again, Meeting the Tyrant Once More!
Inside the laundry department of the imperial palace.

Song Yi, her face veiled, was diligently scrubbing the clothes in the basin, her hands trembling.

This was her second day after transmigrating into the book, and also her second time transmigrating into a book!
The last time I transmigrated into a book was three years ago.

She transmigrated into the body of the only woman by the side of the tyrannical emperor Jiang Lanye, and was imprisoned by him in the Golden Palace every day.

A system suddenly appeared in her mind, and the task it gave her was to make her the irreplaceable white moonlight in the tyrant's heart.

Jiang Lanye, however, has a gloomy personality and is insensitive to human emotions, like an iceberg.

In order to return to the modern world, Song Yi clung to Jiang Lanye every day, teaching him joy, anger, infatuation, love, hate, and sorrow, making him fall completely in love with her and bestow upon her the title of Consort Yun.

The iceberg melted, the mission was completed, and she left without saying goodbye, returning to the modern world without hesitation.

She thought the matter was over. After enjoying three years of a fulfilling life in the modern world, she suddenly and without warning returned to the past yesterday!
Song Yi didn't know what the situation was like in the palace, how Jiang Lanye had reacted after she left, or whether any new beauties had been recruited for the harem.

But the only thing she was certain of was that the tyrant must hate her to death.

Perhaps, after three years of searching, the white moonlight has become the black moonlight in Jiang Lanye's heart.

Fortunately, when Song Yi entered, she was in the laundry department.

Fearing that the palace maids around her would recognize that she looked exactly like the imperial concubine from three years ago, she lied and said she had caught a cold and wore a veil.

Her most urgent task is to find a way back to the modern world.

Once the tyrant discovers her existence, she will likely be annihilated.

Just as he was thinking this, the sound of the palace maids washing clothes suddenly stopped, and then everyone knelt down in unison and said, "This servant greets Your Majesty."

Song Yi: "."

She stopped washing clothes, her whole body stiffening.

A series of unhurried footsteps sounded, and then a pair of bright yellow dragon boots appeared before Song Yi's eyes.

She stiffened her neck, suppressing the trembling that gripped her body, and slowly raised her head—

Jiang Lanye, dressed in a dragon robe, looked down at her from his high position.

Three years had passed, and his eyes were colder and more ruthless than ever before.

He stared intently at Song Yi's exposed eyebrows and eyes, like a venomous snake sizing up its prey, scanning them inch by inch, a damp chill washing over him like a tide.

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

Song Yi was so terrified that her voice was hoarse.

Jiang Lanye suddenly smiled, his eyes filled with rampant savagery: "My beloved consort, I've been searching high and low for you."

Song Yi immediately knelt down and said, "This servant does not know what Your Majesty is talking about!"

Jiang Lanye was followed by several eunuchs, and the chief eunuch Cao, who was by his side, was already used to this scene.

Ever since Consort Yun suddenly disappeared from the palace, Jiang Lanye has gone mad, turning the entire harem upside down and searching every inch of it.

Even the palace maids and eunuchs around Consort Yun were taken away for questioning, but no one knew where she had gone.

A perfectly healthy person simply vanished into thin air.

Jiang Lanye searched for her for a whole year. A year later, some people trembled as they guessed that Consort Yun had died.

Immediately afterwards, the person who made this guess was dragged away and beheaded.

The following year, Jiang Lanye went mad, constantly holding talent shows. His criteria for selecting candidates were either similar in appearance to Consort Yun, similar in figure, or similar in personality.

Even more extreme cases involve women who simply have a voice that sounds somewhat like her, yet they are still taken into Jiang Lanye's harem.

There were so many "Consort Yun"s in the harem, but none of them were actually Consort Yun.

From then on, the real Consort Yun only lived in Jiang Lanye's memory.

He never favored anyone, and no matter how much the concubines in the harem cried and wailed, he remained as aloof as ever from women.

However, every night he would summon a concubine to the Golden Palace, have her sit before him, and stare at her silently for half the night before falling into a deep sleep. During this time, whenever Jiang Lanye saw someone who resembled Consort Yun, he would utter that phrase.

"My beloved concubine, I have been searching for you for a long time."

The woman before me was the same.

It's pitiful; she's going to be forced to be a stand-in again.

Eunuch Cao cautiously asked from the side, "Your Majesty, do you also want this palace maid?"

Jiang Lanye said in a deep voice, "Take them back to the Golden Palace first."

"Yes."

Upon hearing this, Song Yi was immediately filled with repulsion.

The Golden Palace, though outwardly magnificent, is actually as cold as an ice cellar and eerily silent. The palace maids serving Jiang Lanye inside must be careful even when breathing, for if they make any noise that disturbs him, he will execute them without mercy!
She had barely escaped from the tyrant's side, and now she had to go back!
Eunuch Cao looked at Song Yi with pity and said respectfully, "Please."

She simply couldn't refuse Jiang Lanye.

That's how unreasonable the power of an emperor can be.

Her knees buckled, and she struggled to her feet, following behind Eunuch Cao without uttering a word.

Jiang Lanye strode away, and she kept her head down, not daring to speak.

Knowing she was nervous, Eunuch Cao casually asked, "What's your name?"

She paused for a moment, then deliberately lowered her voice and said, "My humble name is Yi Yi."

Song Yi and Yi Yi are only slightly similar in pronunciation.

Eunuch Cao was taken aback. "Yi Yi? What a casual name."

Jiang Lanye listened to their conversation, his probing gaze remaining fixed on her.

Back in the Golden Palace, the familiar, bone-chilling cold returned.

Song Yi shivered with cold as she followed Jiang Lanye inside.

Inside the hall, a woman saw Jiang Lanye arrive and knelt down respectfully, saying, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

This one sentence alone stunned Song Yi.

Because the person's voice sounded remarkably like hers, even she herself was momentarily stunned.

Jiang Lanye glanced at her and said succinctly, "Get out."

The man felt as if he had been granted a pardon and immediately left.

I knelt on the cold floor tiles for a long time, and my knees started to hurt.

After she left, Eunuch Cao tactfully withdrew and closed the palace door.

The hall was exceptionally quiet, so quiet that even her own heartbeat was exceptionally clear.

Jiang Lanye sat casually on the dragon throne, glancing at her.

He was born with a captivating charm, with exceptionally sharp phoenix eyes, long eyelashes, and a cold, hard face.

Song Yi knelt down in front of him without thinking.

The moment my knees touched the floor tiles, it was so cold!

Three years have passed, and this tyrant still doesn't know how to cherish women.

They've made the Imperial Palace so cold out of boredom; even people who don't have menstrual cramps will get them from the cold.

Jiang Lanye's eyes were filled with gloom, and his voice was clear and cold as he spoke: "Take off your veil."

Upon hearing this, Song Yi's heart trembled.

She absolutely must not pick it!
Both are clean, happy ending. Those who like it can add it to their bookshelf, mwah~
(The author is sensitive; please feel free to offer your opinions, and I will consider them seriously. I will cry if you scold me.)
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