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

Chapter 13 I can only sleep well when she's around.
Song Yi let out a breath, walked over and squatted down with Eunuch Cao, picking up all the scattered items and placing them on the table.

Jiang Lanye stared at Song Yi's busy figure, feeling puzzled.

Why would I listen to her?

With just a few words, his anger was extinguished.

Song Yi set the table, pulled over a chair, and sat obediently opposite him, staring intently at him.

Jiang Lanye suddenly asked, "Didn't you say you had finished practicing? Now write it down for me to see."

Song Yi paused.

She didn't practice at all.

Sleeping here for a night, I was cold, sleepy, and tired. All I wanted to do when I got back was drag her recliner to the yard, relax in the sun, take another nap, and then have a meal at my leisure.

She quickly changed the subject, asking, "Your Majesty, may I ask what Consort Xiao did just now that angered you?"

Jiang Lanye gave her a deep look and said ambiguously, "Because she looks too much like Song Yi."

Song Yi: "."

Indeed, if he didn't hate her to the core, why would he get so angry and give her thirty lashes?

"how about you?"

Jiang Lanye suddenly asked.

"what?"

He said calmly, "When you saw that I was angry, why did you still dare to step forward? You were clearly very afraid."

Song Yi tried her best to suppress the trembling in her body and prevent her hands from shaking, but she didn't expect that he would still see through her.

However, she was taken aback by Jiang Lanye's question.

Why did you still dare to step forward?

Because she had already seen an even more terrifying Jiang Lanye. When she boldly pounced on him to kiss him before, he was so angry that he almost wanted to kill her on the spot.

So Jiang Lanye's anger tonight doesn't seem to be too serious.

She was already used to pleasing him.

"Because, I have been in contact with Your Majesty these past few days and have learned that Your Majesty is often plagued by nightmares, so I fear that your anger today will disturb your rest again, therefore..."

Jiang Lanye immediately found it boring and interrupted her: "That's enough, you continue writing your book."

"Yes."

In the following days, as news of Consort Xiao spread throughout the palace, everyone learned that Consort Song was not Consort Yun. Their initial eagerness vanished as if doused with cold water, and no one dared to approach His Majesty rashly.

Xiao Jieyu was dressed lightly that day. While Jiang Lanye was still taking a bath, she climbed into his bed without permission. When Jiang Lanye came out, she deliberately exposed her skin and flirted with him, which angered him. That's why she knelt down on the ground crying.

If that were all, it wouldn't be so bad; Jiang Lanye wouldn't have gotten that angry.

Unfortunately, she was oblivious to her own mortality, mentioning that Consort Yun might have already died.

If Song Cainu hadn't entered in time, Xiao Jieyu might have really lost her life.

Perhaps because Song Yi was too eager to escape the Golden Palace, he practiced calligraphy with unprecedented seriousness these past few days. He studied Jiang Lanye's calligraphy diligently for several days, and his writing gradually became more and more legible.

So she worked hard and finally handed a thick stack of papers to Jiang Lanye.

"Your Majesty, I have finished writing it. I just checked it and there are no mistakes. Are you satisfied?"

Jiang Lanye casually flipped through a few pages and said, "Hmm."

Song Yi asked cautiously, "Then, from now on, will I no longer need to come to the Golden Palace every day?"

Fearing that Jiang Lanye might think she was unwilling to see him, she added, "Your Majesty, I have already troubled you for a long time, and I dare not bother you any further."

Jiang Lanye paused, his thin eyelids slightly lifted, and stared at Song Yi for a long time before finally saying, "Go back tonight, you don't have to come again."

Song Yi was overjoyed. If she weren't afraid of angering Jiang Lanye, she would have applauded herself right now. "Then this concubine will take her leave."

She stood up abruptly, her lips, hidden by a veil, curved upwards.

When the time came, Jiang Lanye got up, glanced at the empty chair, suppressed his emotions, walked to the dragon bed, saw that the low couch by the window was also empty, and lay down without saying a word.

That night, the familiar feeling of being plagued by nightmares returned.

Every time he has a nightmare, it's as if someone is choking him in his sleep, making it hard for him to breathe, and then roaring in a sharp, piercing voice, making it impossible for him to escape.

Jiang Lanye was startled awake again. He sat up, clutching the bright yellow blanket tightly with both hands. His whole body, down to his fingertips, had been numb for a while before he recovered.

Perhaps because he hadn't had a nightmare for too many days, this time he sat there for a long time before realizing that he had a nightmare. The Golden Palace was empty, and in the moonlight, Song Yi's curled-up sleeping figure was nowhere to be seen.

Upon hearing Jiang Lanye's voice, Eunuch Cao quickly walked in.

This time, both of them realized something.

It seems that Jiang Lanye only stops having nightmares when Song Yi is around and when he is close to him.

Eunuch Cao asked, "Your Majesty, do you wish to recall Consort Song?"

Jiang Lanye said in a hoarse voice, "No need, you can leave."

He didn't sleep well that night, and the following evening, to confirm his suspicions, he called Song Yi over.

Song Yi thought she wouldn't need to go to the Golden Palace for the next few days, so she didn't even bother to remove the scars on her face. Instead, she lay on the couch in her room, dressed in plain clothes with her hair down, idly flipping through storybooks and reaching barefoot for the tassels on the curtains.

Suddenly, someone from Jiang Lanye's side came and said that His Majesty had summoned her to serve him in bed again.

Song Yi: "?"

She immediately sat up, while the people outside kept urging her on.

Song Yi gritted her teeth, filled with anger, and put on her shoes and socks before following them.

She only had one night of pleasure last night!
However, something seems off tonight.

Jiang Lanye didn't sit at the table to read the memorials; instead, she sat on the bed early. When Eunuch Cao saw her arrive, he kept looking her over.

Song Yi found it strange.

Jiang Lanye said succinctly, "You'll sleep here tonight."

"Why?"

Song Yi blurted it out.

The disgust is palpable.

Jiang Lanye's face instantly darkened.

Song Yi immediately tried to smooth things over: "I am overjoyed, but I don't know what the significance is of me sleeping here?"

Jiang Lanye said succinctly: "You don't need to know."

Song Yi's lips twitched, and she readily lifted the quilt, asking, "Then may Your Majesty add a soft cushion here for me? The quilt should be thick, this one is too thin, and the pillow should be high, I'm not used to sleeping on a low one."

To avoid having nightmares, Jiang Lanye, unusually patient, said calmly, "Go and prepare it for her."

Two palace maids came in and made the bed. Song Yi patted the soft mattress, somewhat satisfied, and said, "Your Majesty, we can now retire for the night in peace."

Eunuch Cao coughed twice, his old face flushed, and he quickly went out.

Jiang Lanye gazed at her, then suddenly asked, "Do you have nightmares when you sleep?"

She replied, "No, I always sleep very soundly."

Jiang Lanye recalled how her face was buried in the quilt every morning when she went to court, and chuckled, "Indeed."

(End of this chapter)