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

Chapter 109 Don't Abandon Her

Song Yi coughed awkwardly.

Actually, when she met Jiang Lanye three years ago, it was quite awkward.

When she transmigrated into the imperial harem, everything around her felt unfamiliar. To make matters worse, a system's voice kept bothering her in her mind, babbling on and on, constantly mentioning Jiang Lanye.

Song Yi thought to herself that she needed to meet Jiang Lanye before she could decide how to approach him.

Unexpectedly, she found herself inside a room as soon as she passed through.

Song Yi crouched down and hid behind the screen, becoming a female hooligan spying on Jiang Lanye taking a bath.

When Jiang Lanye discovered him, he almost killed himself.

In a moment of quick thinking, Song Yi said that she had been sent by the Empress Dowager to serve him.

Even though Jiang Lanye was still unhappy, he didn't order her to be killed. He ordered her to be taken away, but didn't say he would give her a title.

Song Yi stayed in her room for three whole days, not daring to go out.

Later, she was so overwhelmed that she mustered up her courage and picked some red plums to give to Jiang Lanye.

From then on, Jiang Lanye seemed to gradually accept that she could freely enter and leave the Golden Palace.

Later, she was bestowed the title of Consort Yun, becoming a notorious concubine condemned by the ministers, and was imprisoned by Jiang Lanye every day.

Seeing that Song Yi was lost in thought, the soldiers couldn't help but urge her, "Your Majesty, please speak quickly."

If they don't speak up now, once everyone inside finishes talking and Jiang Lanye comes out, they'll have even less chance to hear him.

The main reason is that Jiang Lanye is usually like an iceberg, and it is hard for everyone to imagine how such a person could fall in love with such a lively and charming person as the Imperial Concubine.

Seeing that Song Yi really intended to speak, Xi Chun hurriedly took a small prayer mat from somewhere and placed it behind Song Yi.

Song Yi sat down and said leisurely, "Actually, His Majesty fell in love with me at first sight."

Xi Chun: "."

Everyone suddenly realized what was going on, and an uproar broke out, with comments like "I knew it was like that" vaguely mixed in.

Song Yi extended his index finger.

"Shh, they're still discussing serious matters inside."

The crowd quieted down again.

Song Yi sat cross-legged and said casually, "Anyway, at the time His Majesty thought that I was a woman specially arranged by the Empress Dowager to be placed by his side, so at first he always had a cold face towards me. No matter how many flowers, snowmen or other random things I sent, he would not smile at me."

At that time, Song Yi really loved making snowmen; it was her only source of joy.

He sculpted more than ten snowmen in one go, and placed them on Jiang Lanye's desk. Before Jiang Lanye could return from court, the snowmen had almost melted, leaving a puddle of water on his desk.

Someone raised their hand.

Song Yi said solemnly, "Please speak."

"Didn't Your Majesty just say that His Majesty fell in love with you at first sight? Why are you saying now that His Majesty was cold to you at first?"

Song Yi was stunned for a moment, not expecting that they had actually listened attentively.

"That's right, that's not important. What's important is that His Majesty later went to ask the Empress Dowager himself, and the Empress Dowager was also puzzled. Only then did His Majesty realize that I was not someone sent by the Empress Dowager to be by his side."

From that time on, Jiang Lanye finally stopped rejecting her approach and would quietly place her little snowman in the snow outside, occasionally going out to take a look.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in front of him suddenly fell silent.

Song Yi's back stiffened, her eyelids twitched, and she slowly turned her head, only to see Jiang Lanye standing behind her, quietly staring at her.

Song Yi smiled.

Jiang Lanye said coldly, "Didn't I tell you to go and rest?"

Song Yi struggled to stand up, but found that her legs were numb. She had no choice but to reach out and grab his robe, clinging to him as she slowly stood up.

"I know, I know, we brought them ginger soup."

"Are you done talking? Are you tired? Is there anything I can help you with?"

Song Yi spoke rapidly, trying to hide her guilty conscience. Jiang Lanye chuckled.

"Now that we've finished talking, it's time for me to discuss your matter."

Song Yi yawned and said, "Jiang Lanye, I'm suddenly so sleepy, I'm going back to sleep."

After saying that, without waiting for Jiang Lanye to say anything more, she hurriedly ran back to her room.

After returning to her room, Song Yi felt a chill run through her body and felt a little dizzy, whether it was psychological or not. She pulled back the covers and lay down. As soon as she heard the door open and knew that Jiang Lanye had come in, she relaxed and her eyelids suddenly drooped.

"Song Yi".

Jiang Lanye walked over, hugged her, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Song Yi's cheeks were a little hot, and her speech was somewhat slurred, as if she were drunk.

"How strange, didn't I drink ginger soup? Why do I feel like I'm getting a fever?"

Jiang Lanye said coldly, "Ginger soup isn't medicine."

I told her to go back and rest a long time ago, but she wouldn't listen. Not only did she not rest, she sat there and talked for a long time.

She was the weakest, and if anyone across from her caught a cold, it could easily spread to her.

Song Yi struggled to stretch out her arm and gently tugged at Jiang Lanye's sleeve.

"I haven't held you back; I'll do my best to help you."

Her voice was very soft, and if you listened closely, it sounded like the mournful cry of a small animal.

"Who said you were holding us back?"

Song Yi mumbled, "Nobody said anything. I just didn't want it to be this way. Everyone else thinks I'm a femme fatale."

So she wanted to do something on her own.

She gave all her favorite snacks to the children in the village.

Despite feeling unwell after being caught in the rain, he was still concerned about the soldiers and didn't want them to catch a cold, so he brewed two large pots of ginger soup.

Even though she was constantly questioned by Zuo Sheng, she never took the initiative to tell Jiang Lanye about her grievances, nor did she ever ask Jiang Lanye to stand up for her.

She dragged a small stool over herself and sat down in front of everyone to argue her case.

Because Song Yi didn't want to put Jiang Lanye in a difficult position, and even less did she want to be someone who would only hide in his arms and cry.

Song Yi couldn't quite read Jiang Lanye's expression, and said listlessly, "When shall we continue our journey?"

Jiang Lanye hugged her tightly and said in a deep voice, "First thing tomorrow morning."

"However, look at you now."

Song Yi immediately forced her eyes open and said, "I'm fine. As long as I take my medicine on time, I'll get better soon."

"Jiang Lanye, you can't abandon me, you can't send me back."

She whispered.

Jiang Lanye's heart felt like it had been scratched by a cat's claws, itchy and painful, with a sour feeling.

When the doctor went to brew the medicine, Xichun brought it into the room. Song Yi had already fallen asleep in Jiang Lanye's arms.

Jiang Lanye forced the medicine down her throat, looked at her with a complicated expression for a long time, and said in a low voice, "Xichun, keep an eye on her."

He gently put Song Yi down, turned around and walked out.

Song Yi slept until dark.

When her fever subsided and she woke up, she found the room pitch black and the surroundings unusually quiet.

Even though she was weak all over, she forced herself to sit up and looked around in great fear.

"Jiang Lan Night"

(End of this chapter)