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

Chapter 142 My Beloved Consort Yiyi
Seeing this, Xie Ling hesitated, not understanding why Jiang Lanye insisted on sending Zuo Sheng out.

But when he noticed the faint smile on Jiang Lanye's lips, he paused and immediately said, "Your Majesty's opinion is acceptable to this humble subject."

Jiang Lanye said leisurely, "We'll be setting off in two days. Take these two days to prepare."

Zuo Sheng was somewhat excited and immediately clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Your Majesty, I will certainly not disappoint you!"

After saying that, he strode out.

After Zuo Sheng left, Xie Ling couldn't help but speak up: "Your Majesty, you know that General Zuo's emotions have been too aggressive these past few days. I'm afraid he is not suitable to lead the team to try such tactics."

"Xie Ling, you can see that he is not suitable, but that is precisely why I need him to go."

In terms of the art of controlling people, none of you here can compare to Jiang Lanye.

Jiang Lanye explained calmly, "This is just an experiment; whether it will succeed or not is still unknown. Xie Ling, do you think I would let you go?"

Xie Ling slowly shook his head.

“He’s too arrogant. If he learns a lesson this time, you won’t have to go through all the trouble of trying to persuade him every time.”

He didn't explain much, but Xie Ling already understood.

Finally, Jiang Lanye looked up at Xie Ling.

Jiang Lanye noticed Song Yi out of the corner of his eye.

At this moment, Song Yi was staring wide-eyed at Jiang Lanye, her eyes practically sparkling with admiration.

Her gaze was so intense that Jiang Lanye could hardly ignore it.

So, everyone watched as Jiang Lanye, for some reason, developed a smile at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and his voice softened a little.

He chuckled softly and finished speaking:

"Xie Ling, you are very important. I will not put you in such trivial matters."

Xie Ling: "."

His face suddenly turned red.

He became unusually incoherent: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty's heavy responsibility... Your humble servant... Your humble servant will certainly... not fail Your Majesty's trust!"

Why is His Majesty smiling at him for no reason?

Not only did she laugh, but she was also so gentle, and she even said something very important to him.

Xie Ling had never seen Jiang Lanye like this before, and she felt a little scared.

It's really scary when someone who never smiles suddenly starts laughing.

Jiang Lanye looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Song Yi sat back down, finished her tea, rested one hand on the table, propped her chin up, and began to stare at Jiang Lanye without restraint.

They all sat down, and Song Yiqiang listened attentively for a long time as they discussed what was to come.

She slept for much longer than Jiang Lanye, and wasn't sleepy for a while, but she watched as Jiang Lanye's eyes became bloodshot again and his voice became a little hoarse. Feeling anxious, she imitated him and tapped her fingers lightly on the table.

Why haven't you finished yet?
However, she didn't want to disturb everyone, since the situation was tense and no one had any reason to rest.

Seeing that the candles in the room were about to go out, Song Yi's face turned sour.

Jiang Lanye still acted as if he didn't care. If he had shown even a hint of fatigue in front of these people, they might have realized that their emperor was not omnipotent.

He is human too.

While others were preoccupied with the country, Song Yi was more concerned with Jiang Lanye.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

The tea in everyone's hands had gone completely cold, and the matter was over. Jiang Lanye looked at Song Yi and found her resting her chin on her hand, looking utterly dejected. For some reason, perhaps she had scratched her head herself, and her hair was a little messy.

Jiang Lanye said in a low voice, "Thank you all for your hard work today. If there's nothing else, you may leave now."

"Your humble servant takes his leave." Xie Ling saw that everyone had left. Recalling what Jiang Lanye had said to Zuo Sheng earlier, he wanted to stay and ask Jiang Lanye for his thoughts. But then he saw Jiang Lanye stand up, walk lightly, and walk to Song Yi, as if to do something.

He quickly turned around and left, but in his haste, his left foot almost tripped over his right.

The door was tightly closed, and the room fell into silence.

He reached out and grabbed Song Yi's arm, pulling her up from the chair. Then, he stretched out his arm, encircled her slender waist, and pulled her into his embrace before sitting down.

In a daze, Song Yi was pulled into Jiang Lanye's arms. When she came to her senses, she found herself sitting on his lap.

Jiang Lanye hugged her tightly, buried his face in the crook of her neck, and said in a low, husky voice, "My beloved concubine smells so good."

He also called her his beloved concubine.

Song Yi's face suddenly turned red, and she whispered, "Don't call me that."

Jiang Lanye chuckled softly, his Adam's apple bobbing for a moment.

"Then how should I address you? Consort Yun is too unfamiliar. How about I call you Yiyi?"

Song Yi couldn't stand him like this, so she quickly pushed him away and stared into his eyes.

“You used to call me Song Yi.”

"Hmm, I'll call you that from now on, but for now I just want to call you Yiyi, what should I do?"

Song Yi fell silent.

Jiang Lanye hugged her tighter, gently stroking her thin back with his large hand, and asked, "Why did you look at me like that just now?"

Song Yi was also surprised that Jiang Lanye couldn't help but laugh out loud.

She deliberately said, "Jiang Lanye, it's because I think you're so amazing, I admire you so much."

Jiang Lanye buried his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent, feeling exceptionally at ease.

"Yiyi is the best."

Song Yi found the way he addressed her too cheesy. Jiang Lanye's voice was always clear and pleasant, and she found it even more unbearable to hear him call her that.

"They've all left, and there's nothing else to do now. You should go back to sleep."

"No."

He held Song Yi tightly, one hand gripping her waist and the other supporting her back, not allowing her to struggle at all.

So Song Yi gently tugged at Jiang Lanye's hair and chuckled, "What's wrong with you?"

"You are not allowed to look at me like that again."

He said suddenly.

Song Yi was taken aback, then couldn't help but laugh.

Jiang Lanye said quietly, "There were so many people there at the time, why did you deliberately provoke me?"

Song Yi: ?
She couldn't laugh anymore, and said fiercely, "Jiang Lanye, are you being unreasonable? I was just looking at you with normal eyes. It's you who has impure thoughts."

Jiang Lanye said, "It was clearly you who deliberately provoked me, taking advantage of the presence of so many people and knowing that I was helpless against you."

Song Yi was too lazy to argue with him, so she poked his neck and said, "Go back to sleep."

Jiang Lanye hadn't felt tired when he was standing opposite Song Yi, separated from her by a sand table. But now, with her warm and soft body in his arms and a comforting scent lingering around him, he suddenly felt extremely exhausted and didn't even want to stand up and walk to their room.

"Don't move, I'll just hold you like this and sleep for a while."

Song Yi felt that he was really exhausted. His expression was complicated, and he stopped talking, letting him rest his chin on the crook of her neck. Song Yi gently hugged him.

After a short while, Jiang Lanye's breathing gradually stabilized.

She actually fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)