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

Chapter 364 Extra Chapter: First Encounter 7
The joyful mood was almost overflowing, instantly dispelling all the gloom in the hall.

Jiang Lanye was struck by her sudden vibrancy and radiance, and a clear look of amazement flashed in his usually calm eyes.

Song Yi twirled in front of him, her layered skirt billowing in the air: "Does it look good?"

"Hmm, this color suits you very well."

Song Yi was very pleased. Looking at the neatly folded clothes on the table, she paused and deliberately said, "However, as a palace maid, it seems inappropriate for me to wear such clothes?"

Jiang Lanye looked at her and suddenly recalled that the Empress Dowager had been urging him to hold a talent show some time ago.

At that time, she earnestly advised:

"As an emperor, how can you not have a single concubine in your harem? I don't even ask you to bring any ministers' daughters into the harem. Just bring any girl you find beautiful and pleasing into the harem. It's always good to have an heir!"

Since the Empress Dowager was urging him so much, and Song Yi's appearance just happened to suit his tastes, he suddenly said softly:

"In that case, how about I make you a concubine?"

"What are you coughing for?"

Song Yi was surprised by Jiang Lanye's astonishing words.

She had thought that Jiang Lanye would take her into his harem, but she never expected that he would make her a Noble Consort right away.

"Isn't it a bit too high, Consort?"

Jiang Lanye chuckled: "Whether you are high or low doesn't matter, because there is no one else in my harem, so naturally no one can overpower you."

Song Yi gradually revealed a sly smile.

He observed Song Yi's changing expression and deliberately spoke slowly:

"Except for me."

Song Yi: "."

She shrank back, instantly cowering.

After Jiang Lanye said he would make her a Noble Consort, I felt inexplicably happy.

The thought of having such a radiant person by my side is wonderful.

I wonder if his mother, if she were alive, would be happy about his choice, or relieved that he finally has someone to accompany him.
"I should think of a title for you."

Song Yi stared at him expectantly.

Jiang Lanye's gaze fell on her, looking at her lively and vibrant appearance. After a moment of contemplation, he smiled slightly and said, "How about the title 'Yun'?"

Seeing Song Yi blinking her big eyes, seemingly puzzled, he explained slowly, "The clouds on the horizon are pure white, drifting gracefully and freely."

These characteristics all fit Song Yi.

He inexplicably hoped that within these high palace walls, Song Yi could forever retain this freedom and vitality, like the drifting clouds in the sky, unconstrained by worldly affairs.

Song Yi nodded: "Okay, this word sounds nice too."

Therefore, Jiang Lanye immediately wrote down the imperial edict.

From that day on, a new Consort Yun suddenly appeared in the palace.

a few days later.

Song Yi skipped into the Golden Palace and found Jiang Lanye still reading memorials. She immediately rushed forward, took his memorials away, and glared at him.

Jiang Lanye looked at her with a helpless expression: "What's wrong?"

"As Consort Yun, the only concubine in your harem, it is my duty to care for you. You have been reading memorials for two hours. The posture you were in before I left is the same posture you are in now."

Song Yi said in a serious tone, "You have to go out for a walk with me."

After staring at each other for a moment, they both looked away at the same time.

Strangely enough, ever since Song Yi became Consort Yun, the relationship between the two remained the same as before. At most, they would hold hands, and although they shared a bed at night, it was limited to sleeping.

No more intimate gestures were made.

However, Song Yi was too embarrassed to take the initiative, and Jiang Lanye seemed to have no needs at all, which troubled her.

At this rate, when will her mission be completed?
She coughed awkwardly, tossed the memorial aside, and suddenly sat on Jiang Lanye's lap.

Jiang Lanye froze.

Song Yi felt she had to go all out, so she snuggled into his arms, wrapping her arms around his neck: "Your Majesty, I know why."

His hand lightly touched Song Yi's waist: "What, why?"

She narrowed her eyes: "Actually, you don't know how to get along with girls at all. Before me, you only had palace maids serving you. When I suddenly appeared, you felt uncomfortable everywhere."

Jiang Lanye, whose words had been correctly guessed, remained calm and said, "No, you're overthinking it."

"is it?"

"Ah."

Song Yi snorted coldly: "Then Your Majesty, tell me, is the memorial more attractive or am I more attractive?"

Jiang Lanye: "."

He never imagined that one day he would have to answer such a question.

"Tell me, who's prettier?"

"You're beautiful."

Song Yi leaned forward and said something surprising: "Since I'm good-looking, then kiss me."

Jiang Lanye's ears turned red instantly.

In fact, these past few nights, whenever Song Yi fell asleep, his gaze would involuntarily fall on her lips.

Her lips were very soft and looked very kissable, but Jiang Lanye felt that he should not do such a thing.

But since Song Yi made the request...
Jiang Lanye's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily. He leaned forward slightly, his movements stiff, revealing obvious tension and awkwardness.

The distance between them gradually shortened, and their breaths mingled.

His lips gently, tentatively, touched hers.
It feels softer than I expected.

Instantly separate.

Jiang Lanye recoiled slightly as if burned, his eyes darting around, his breathing becoming rapid, as if he couldn't believe he had actually done it.

However, seeing Song Yi's equally stunned expression and flushed cheeks, an unprecedented feeling of excitement and longing quietly arose within him.

He lowered his head again, and this time, instead of just a quick kiss, he carefully and deeply kissed her.

Song Yi tightened her grip on his neck.

After a while, when the two parted, Song Yi was panting slightly. Noticing that Jiang Lanye didn't dare to look at her again, she couldn't help but chuckle.
"Your Majesty, please take a look at me."

Jiang Lanye looked at her as instructed, moved her lips, and whispered a sentence.

Song Yi didn't hear clearly: "What?"

She leaned closer and heard it clearly this time.

He asked, "Is that alright?"

Song Yi was stunned.

After all, she had never been in a relationship before, and it took her a while to finally understand.

He carried Song Yi to him.

Song Yi watched the curtain slowly fall and gradually breathed a sigh of relief.

In reality, this tyrant in front of us is more like a proud and aloof cat, someone who needs to be taken care of and coaxed. He has many arrogant traits, and his so-called cruelty and indifference are just a disguise.

His movements were clumsy yet he tried his best to control them, as if he were holding a fragile treasure, treating each movement with utmost care and respect.

"Jiang Lan Night"

She hummed softly.

"what happened?"

This was the first time she had called him by his name directly.

Song Yi covered her eyes, "You must love me."

He bit down on Song Yi's collarbone: "Okay."