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

Chapter 31 The Warm Dragon Bed

Song Yi murmured softly, "Then Your Majesty, please stand up."

Jiang Lanye stood up, and Song Yi, holding the dragon robe, stood in front of him.

He was really tall; whenever Song Yi stood in front of him, she had to look up at him.

Jiang Lanye looked down at her slow movements and cooperated by opening his arms.

Song Yi carefully dressed him, took the sash, hesitated for a moment, then leaned in and almost hugged him, her cheeks burning hot and her fingertips trembling nervously.

She was so close that Jiang Lanye could see her delicate, thick eyelashes trembling when he looked down.

Jiang Lanye took a deep breath, then suddenly took a step back and said, "I will do it myself."

I don't know who this is really messing with.
Song Yi felt as if she had been granted a pardon. She quickly took two steps back, her face flushed, and looked at Jiang Lanye as he put on his dragon robe. She said, "Your Majesty, shouldn't you be going to the morning court at this hour?"

Jiang Lanye responded and said, "I want to see you in Yingchun Palace after court."

"Farewell to Your Majesty."

Jiang Lanye strode out, and Song Yi quickly covered her burning cheeks, feeling hopeless.

Three years ago, I did everything I was supposed to do, but now I feel so uncomfortable just dressing him up.

Xichun pushed open the door and said excitedly, "Cainü, your servant will help you tidy up."

Yingchun Palace is much larger than Consort Zhuang's Weiyang Palace. The palace is magnificent and close to His Majesty's bedroom. Many people want to go there but don't have the chance.

Unexpectedly, this tremendous good fortune was given to Song Yi.

Song Yi looked at the excited Xi Chun and sighed.

"Xichun, good days always come at a price."

Xi Chun hurriedly and nervously asked, "What price?"

She gritted her teeth and said, "I have to warm his bed every day."

She spoke each word slowly and deliberately, and Xichun's face flushed red instantly. She couldn't help but say, "Cainü, how could you say such a thing so directly?"

As expected of His Majesty, he may seem cold, but he's actually quite shrewd behind the scenes.
Xi Chun moved swiftly, and several palace maids escorted Song Yi to Yingchun Palace, which was a world apart from Linfang Palace.

Song Yi didn't have much stuff. She had just finished packing and sat down to drink some tea when suddenly several palace maids rushed in, carrying clothes in their hands.

The head palace maid respectfully said, "Lady Song, these are all clothes that His Majesty ordered us to bring before he went to court."

Song Yi's eyes lit up. She had thought they were all pretty dresses and was about to sigh that Jiang Lanye was finally getting to the point. She gestured for the maid to accept them, stood up and casually looked at them, then suddenly said with a dark face, "Thank you, Your Majesty. You may all leave now."

"The slaves retire."

Xichun asked, "What's wrong, Cainu?"

Song Yi sneered, unfolded a garment, and whispered, "These are all nightwear."

What's wrong with Jiang Lanye? Why does she have to care what kind of nightgown she wears every night when she's asked to warm her bed?

Xi Chun blushed again, suddenly feeling that the nightgowns were burning her hands, and looked at Song Yi expectantly.

Song Yi sighed and carried them all into the room herself.

After Jiang Lanye finished the morning court session, she did not come in person, but sent Eunuch Cao to check. When Eunuch Cao saw that she was already leisurely dragging a recliner in the courtyard to sunbathe, her mouth was wide open with a smile, so he hurriedly went back to report.

into the night.

Song Yi stared blankly at the hot water in the tub, pointed to the flower petals floating on the surface, and asked, "What does this mean?"

Xichun peeked out from behind the screen and said with a smile, "Lady Cai, since His Majesty has specifically requested you to serve him in bed, you should put some effort into it."

Song Yi took a deep breath and corrected, "It's not 'serving the emperor in bed,' it's 'warming the bed.'"

She looked helplessly at the dense petals and sank down.

The fragrance of these petals is exceptionally strong; just staying here for a short while leaves you with a light floral scent.

After she finished bathing, she stared at her body in the bronze mirror, scrutinizing it frankly.

The red mole on her side wasn't very noticeable, but Jiang Lanye still spotted it.

There is also a small black mole below the collarbone.

Fortunately, these were areas that wouldn't normally be visible. She changed into a new nightgown, a light lotus root pink, made of smooth satin that was very comfortable to wear.

Song Yi gathered his clothes and went directly to the Golden Palace.

At that moment, Jiang Lanye was sitting at the table. He vaguely heard the noise, and when he looked up, he couldn't take his eyes off it.

Having just bathed, Song Yi wore no makeup, her black hair casually draped over her chest, and she wore the new clothes he had given her, looking exceptionally charming.

Not only her eyebrows and eyes, but even her figure resembled Consort Yun.

How could such a coincidence happen?

Song Yi felt uncomfortable under his gaze and said, "Your Majesty, I'll go lie down first."

Jiang Lanye hummed in agreement.

Song Yi walked over, shook out the quilt, crawled into the cold bed, covered herself with the quilt, curled up, and closed her eyes.

Half an hour later, she had warmed the bedding and her body had relaxed.

Song Yi turned over, and Jiang Lanye happened to walk over. He found it amusing to see her comfortably asleep in bed with her eyes closed.

"stand up."

Song Yi stirred and reluctantly sat up.

Jiang Lanye suddenly caught a whiff of a delicate fragrance. The scent wasn't strong, but it was particularly noticeable in the cold Golden Palace.

He stared at Song Yi, frowned, and asked, "What did you put on your body?"

Song Yi:
With a blank expression, she recalled Xichun's excited little face at the time and felt sad for her.

Faced with such a massive iceberg, everything she did was in vain.

“I put flower petals in the bath.”

She answered truthfully.

Jiang Lanye liked Song Yi's scent, which inexplicably made him feel at ease.

It wasn't something else that got on her; the fragrance of the flower petals would only mask the scent on her body.

Jiang Lanye said unhappily, "Don't let it out next time."

"Yes."

Song Yi's lips twitched.

Jiang Lanye looked at her and said, "I'm going to rest now."

Song Yi knew she should move inside.

But the place she's sleeping right now is one that I painstakingly warmed up myself, using my own body, my own body temperature, and even my own scent!
The spot next to me was completely cold.

She struggled to move, but the moment her foot touched that side, it was frozen back.

Jiang Lanye just watched her struggle frantically.

After a long pause, he couldn't help but sneer, "What? You've developed feelings for it?"

Song Yi gritted her teeth and moved over.

Jiang Lanye lay down, feeling the warmth, and turned to look at Song Yi.

Song Yi seemed to have been bullied by him, huddled together from the cold, refusing to look at him, and tucking the blankets in tightly.

Jiang Lanye remained silent for a while before asking, "Is it that cold?"

Song Yi nodded.

He hesitated for a moment, then touched Song Yi's hand.

My hands are already cold after only a short while.

Jiang Lanye looked at her and suddenly said, "Come here."

(End of this chapter)