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

Chapter 106: Conflict with Confucians
Jiang Lanye stopped her again, saying, "I'm already wet, so it doesn't matter. You can get dressed now."

Song Yi stared at him without blinking, clearly very insistent.

Jiang Lanye acted forcefully, ignoring her struggles, and carefully wrapped the outer robe around her again.

"I will be fine."

During the three years that Song Yi disappeared, his health was indeed poor, mainly due to nightmares, but he has improved a lot now.

Song Yi couldn't refuse him, so she put it on, hugged her knees, and sat down on the ground.

The rain under the eaves was continuous, with dense white lines of raindrops. The sound of the rain was pattering, and every now and then a cool breeze would blow, and the raindrops would drift onto her hair.

Moments later, each strand of hair was covered with glistening raindrops.

Jiang Lanye suddenly squatted down in front of her.

Song Yi's eyes widened instantly, and she quickly pulled him away: "Don't shield me. You're already soaked, it's so cold."

She was weak, but Jiang Lanye remained unmoved and said, "It's alright, you're already wet."

Song Yi pursed her lips slightly and said, "Jiang Lanye, if you keep doing this, I'll get angry. If you want to avoid the rain, we should avoid it together. What's the point of you shielding me like this?"

Moreover, if Jiang Lanye catches a cold as a result, how will she explain it to those people when she gets back, given that she was already in such a hurry?

"You are the most important person on this trip; you can't have anything happen to you."

After saying that, Song Yi stood up, stubbornly walked around behind Jiang Lanye, and said, "If you don't take shelter from the rain properly, I'll get soaked with you."

Jiang Lanye suddenly chuckled and pulled her back.

"Song Yi, when will you finally understand?"

Song Yi looked at him with a face full of doubt.

Jiang Lanye was about to continue speaking when he swallowed back the words in his mouth.

When will she finally understand that Jiang Lanye is the emperor of these soldiers, but also Song Yi's Jiang Lanye?

"Never mind, let's take shelter from the rain together."

Song Yi was somewhat satisfied. She pulled him further inside and said, "Stand against the wall."

After a while, the rain gradually stopped, and the raindrops in the air fell gently like tiny needles.

"Jiang Lanye, let's go back soon."

She held Jiang Lanye's hand, walking very fast as she went, afraid of delaying him and making him catch a cold.

At this moment, everyone was still standing under the eaves, their faces grim, waiting for the two to return.

Zuo Sheng strode over, and the crowd quickly made way for him. He said in a deep voice, "I'm going to find His Majesty."

Seeing this, Xichun quickly said, "Now that the rain has stopped, His Majesty and the Empress should return on their own."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zuo Sheng suddenly turned his head and glanced at her, coldly saying, "You have no right to speak."

"you"

Zuo Sheng didn't even want to look at Xi Chun. Just as he was about to leave, he saw Song Yi leading the already soaked Jiang Lanye at the gate, saying quickly, "Hurry up, hurry up, go take a bath first!"

Everyone was stunned.

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty."

Jiang Lanye simply responded with a faint sound, looking down at Song Yi holding his hand tightly.

Zuo Sheng had never seen Jiang Lanye like this before. Looking at Song Yi, who was barely wet, he immediately gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty, how could you take His Majesty out in the rain!"

Song Yi was too lazy to argue with him now, knowing that he would definitely blame her. Just as she was about to walk past him, he suddenly reached out and stopped her.

"Your Majesty, I hope you can distinguish between what is important and what is urgent. His Majesty..."

Seeing that Zuo Sheng was still blocking her way, Song Yi raised her eyes, her gaze still sharp despite being much smaller than him. "Priorities? His Majesty has been caught in the rain. The most urgent thing is for His Majesty to take a bath and change his clothes, not to be kept here by you listening to your incessant nagging!"

"Still don't get out of the way!"

She snapped.

Zuo Sheng was taken aback and lowered his arm.

Song Yi pushed Jiang Lanye into the house. Fortunately, before the two returned, Xichun had already arranged for someone to boil water.

After closing the door tightly, before Jiang Lanye could say anything, Song Yi reached out and touched the belt around his waist, her tone urgent:

"Untie it quickly."

Seeing that Jiang Lanye did not move, Song Yi hurriedly pulled off his belt, then grabbed his chest and was about to take off his robe.

Jiang Lanye raised his hand and firmly gripped her wrist, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

"I'll do it myself. You can go outside and wait."

Song Yi retorted angrily, "What time is it and you still care about this?"

Jiang Lanye suddenly pulled her close, holding her tightly in his arms, his voice low and husky as he whispered in her ear:

"you sure?"

Song Yi clearly sensed something, and immediately pushed him away, stammering as she spoke.

"You, Jiang Lanye, you really are..."

Jiang Lanye looked at her teasingly. Her ears turned red, and she lowered her head and said hastily, "I'll go out. You can do it yourself."

Song Yi was so flustered that she almost bumped her head into the door and stumbled out.

The wind outside was cool and refreshing. As soon as she stepped outside, a gust of wind swept over her, blowing away the redness on her cheeks and behind her ears.

She walked over quickly, and when Zuo Sheng saw her come out, he obviously wanted to say something.

Seeing this, Song Yi immediately dragged over a small stool, placed it in front of everyone, sat down, and said:
“Speak, one by one.”

No one expected Song Yi to be so blunt.

Upon seeing this, Zuo Sheng's face turned ashen, and he said in a deep voice, "Since the Imperial Concubine has said so, then this humble subject will no longer hold back."

Song Yi nodded slightly.

"Okay, go ahead and say it."

"Your Majesty's health is of utmost importance. It's raining so heavily today, what is it that you, Consort, insist on taking His Majesty away?"

Song Yi raised her hand, stopping him from continuing, speaking rapidly.

She held up one finger and said, "First, it wasn't raining at all when we went out. There wasn't even any thunder. Nobody expected the rain to come so suddenly."

Zuo Sheng was about to speak when he saw her extend a second finger.

"Secondly, it wasn't that I insisted on dragging His Majesty out. I originally intended to go out with Xichun, but His Majesty was worried about leaving her behind and insisted on coming along."

"Oh, by the way, you're not often by His Majesty's side, so you don't know just how clingy he is to me."

"If you don't believe me, ask Eunuch Cao. Do you think I can go against His Majesty's decision?"

Caught off guard by being called out, Eunuch Cao was startled. After realizing what was happening, he quickly nodded and said, "Yes, that's right, Your Majesty is right."

Zuo Sheng squeezed out four words through gritted teeth: "Exaggeration!"

Upon hearing this, Eunuch Cao almost couldn't help but retort.

It's no exaggeration; all the palace servants in the Golden Palace have personally witnessed Jiang Lanye's demeanor in front of Song Yi.

Song Yi chuckled, and the look in her eyes as she looked at Zuo Sheng suddenly changed.

She didn't mean to provoke him, but since that's how it is, then she can't blame him for saying whatever comes to mind.
(End of this chapter)