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

Chapter 118 The aftermath
Eunuch Cao looked at Jiang Lanye and sighed softly.

"That's true. His Majesty has been working very hard these past few days. He's finally fallen asleep, so let him get some more rest."

Xichun responded and said, "Then I will go back and continue to watch over Her Majesty."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Lanye seemed to sense something and slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he raised his hand to shield his eyes from the light in the room, frowning as he asked, "How is Song Yi?"

Seeing this, Xichun had no choice but to say, "Your Majesty, the Empress woke up just now, but she has fallen asleep again."

Jiang Lanye paused, ignoring Eunuch Cao's advice, and went straight over after lifting the covers.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you should rest more. Your health is of utmost importance."

Jiang Lanye remained silent, but quickly walked out to the next room, gently pushed open the door as if afraid of disturbing the person inside.

Song Yi closed her eyes again, sleeping soundly, her chest rising and falling gently.

Jiang Lanye sat on the edge of the bed, touched Song Yi's hand, and felt that it was a little cold. He immediately frowned and wanted to put her arm under the covers, but Song Yi woke up as soon as he moved.

In her dazed state, she saw Jiang Lanye and murmured, "Jiang Lanye, is that you?"

Jiang Lanye held her hand tightly and asked anxiously, "How are you feeling now?"

Song Yi said weakly, "I want to drink water."

Jiang Lanye immediately poured her a glass of water and helped her sit up.

She had been in a coma for several days. Her face was deathly pale, she was completely drained of energy, and she looked weak and listless.

Song Yi drank a little too quickly, and Jiang Lanye wiped the water from her mouth for her.

Song Yi finally snapped out of her daze and, seeing Jiang Lanye's bloodshot eyes, asked with concern, "What happened? Did you not get enough sleep again?"

Jiang Lanye said in a low voice, "Don't worry about me. Do you still have any aches or pains?"

Song Yi then looked down and found that her palms were wrapped in white cloth. She curled her legs slightly and found that her ankles were still a little sore.

Noticing her pause, Jiang Lanye said, "The doctor here said that your ankle sprain is serious and you haven't been able to rest in time, so it will take longer to heal. But all the wounds on your body have been carefully cleaned."

Song Yi stared blankly as she pressed her hand against her chest, only to find that her upper body was also wrapped in white cloth.

I can still find myself covered with a soft blanket.

She was completely clean, and Jiang Lanye had combed her hair and tied it into two braids that hung down on either side of her shoulders.

She felt that apart from feeling weak and powerless all over, she was fine.

"We'll rest here for two days. Guanzhong is still a bit more lively, with markets. What would you like to eat these two days? I'll send someone out to buy it for you."

His voice was still hoarse.

Song Yi slowly raised her hand and gently stroked Jiang Lanye's cheek, murmuring:

"What happened during the days I was in a coma? Why do you look so tired?"

Jiang Lanye grabbed Song Yi's hand and kissed her palm.

"It's nothing, you don't need to think about it."

He took Song Yi's hand and whispered, "Song Yi, I regret it."

Song Yi's eyes widened slightly. "What?"

“I regret bringing you along. From the very beginning, I knew that we would suffer along the way.”

"But...I never expected that you would almost lose your life."

Jiang Lanye has been having nightmares for the past few days. He dreams of Song Yi being torn apart by hungry wolves, of Song Yi falling down a slope, and of Song Yi falling into his arms, slowly closing her eyes, and becoming silent.

"I've been obsessively trying to capture you. Nothing happened along the way, but that one day on the mountain..."

Song Yi could tell that Jiang Lanye felt guilty, so she quickly said, "It's not your fault. You've been so busy all this way, how could you possibly have thought of me the whole time?" Just as she finished speaking, the sound of a whip lashing flesh suddenly came from outside the door.

Just by listening to it, you can feel the force is quite strong, like the sound of a sharp sword cutting through the air. When it hits you, it feels particularly muffled, and you can hear people groaning from time to time.

Song Yi was a little scared and asked in a low voice, "Who's outside?"

Jiang Lanye said calmly, "Zuo Sheng."

He decreed that during the days when Song Yi was unconscious, he would kneel in the courtyard outside the gate every day and receive thirty lashes until Song Yi woke up.

The whip used was exceptionally thick; when it was lashed out, it could easily tear the fabric and leave deep, bloody welts on the skin.

Just as Song Yi was about to say something, Jiang Lanye coldly said, "He neglected his duties. Your being chased by wolves and falling down the slope was his dereliction of duty."

Zuo Sheng voluntarily removed his armor and accessories, and knelt before Jiang Lanye, begging for punishment.

At that moment, Jiang Lanye suppressed the overwhelming killing intent in his heart.

Song Yi murmured, "How many days has he been beaten?"

"Today is the third day."

In fact, by the second day, he was almost covered in blood and gore, trembling and unable to walk.

Jiang Lanye knew that if the fighting continued like this, he would die too.

He could have suppressed his cruelty for Song Yi's sake, but only if Song Yi stayed safely and healthily by his side.

After Song Yi realized she had fallen, she feared that Zuo Sheng hadn't immediately gone to call Jiang Lanye.

She pursed her lips and said, "I was injured after I fell, and now he has been whipped for three days and is also seriously injured. That's enough."

She wasn't entirely good, and she knew that Zuo Sheng sometimes hated her so much that he wanted her to die.

But at this moment, she cannot make decisions based solely on her momentary love or hate.

"Zuo Sheng is a general after all. This punishment is enough. There will be a use for him in the future."

Jiang Lanye said calmly, "Once he finishes today's whipping, he can recuperate."

Seeing that Jiang Lanye was determined to do so, Song Yi did not speak again.

After a while, the sound of the whip disappeared.

Zuo Sheng was eventually carried back.

Song Yi coughed twice, lifted the blanket, and curiously looked up at her calves by lifting her skirt.

Will it leave a scar?

Jiang Lanye gently placed his hand on her wound and said softly, "No, it won't happen."

Song Yi touched the white cloth wrapped around her chest and asked, "Who is this?"

Jiang Lanye looked at her, his expression inscrutable.

"Of course it's me, who else would you prefer?"

Song Yi immediately lowered her head, her hands unconsciously fiddling with the quilt, and murmured, "Wouldn't Xichun be fine too?"

Jiang Lanye looked at her and said, "Back then, in your condition, do you think I would still feel comfortable letting someone else take care of you?"

Jiang Lanye stayed by Song Yi's side at all times, doing everything herself.

Seeing that Song Yi remained silent, Jiang Lanye continued, "When I brought you back, I bathed you, changed your clothes, and applied medicine to you; it was all done by me."

Song Yi's pale cheeks finally regained some color because of these words. She looked up and was about to say something when Jiang Lanye sealed her pale lips with his.

The next chapter is locked, please wait a moment, everyone~


(End of this chapter)