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

Chapter 60: Summer Palace
Song Yi choked for a moment.

"Don't even think about it!"

Seeing that she was about to turn and leave, Jiang Lanye suddenly stood up, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her back.

Song Yi was used to his sudden actions, so she immediately raised her hand to block between the two of them, glaring at him and asking, "What are you going to do now?"

Jiang Lanye said in a low voice, "Summer is approaching and the weather is getting hotter and hotter. Why don't we go to the summer palace together to escape the heat?"

Song Yi was taken aback, then her eyes suddenly lit up.

Since she transmigrated into this world, she has stayed in this palace and has never gone out, nor has she ever seen the scenery outside the palace.

"really?"

Her smile reached her eyes, and Jiang Lanye raised an eyebrow, asking in a low voice, "You're that eager to go out?"

Song Yi immediately replied, "Of course! Being trapped by a beast in human clothing like you every day, I've long since..."

Jiang Lanye stared at her intently.

Song Yi swallowed back what she was about to say and instead began to question him.

"Since you can go to the summer palace to escape the heat, why didn't you take me there three years ago?"

Jiang Lanye glanced at her, not intending to argue with her.

“Because three years ago, when you appeared before me, it was winter. You stayed by my side for the entire winter and spring, and then you disappeared just as summer was about to arrive.”

Song Yi blinked, recalling the three years she had lived a thriving life after returning to the modern world. Feeling a little guilty, she quickly changed the subject.

"Okay, it's been too long, I forgot."

"Then, when shall we go to the imperial palace?"

"We will depart in three days."

Since they were going to the summer palace specifically to escape the heat, it was impossible for just the two of them to go alone. Everyone in the harem, as long as they hadn't done anything wrong, was to go with their servants.

Song Yi was somewhat longing for it, and after hearing what he said, she was even less willing to go to sleep obediently.

She lay casually on the dragon bed, the quilt folded haphazardly, when suddenly something occurred to her.

"After you go to the imperial palace, will you no longer need to attend court?"

Jiang Lanye said calmly, "Yes, but I still need to meet with the minister."

After saying that, he seemed to have thought of something, chuckled, and deliberately said:
"Once we arrive at the palace, I will be by your side from morning till night. The person you see when you open your eyes will be me, and the person you see before you close your eyes will also be me. How about that?"

Song Yi:
She refused to answer, pulled the blanket over herself, and lay down to sleep with her back to Jiang Lanye.

Three days later.

Many carriages were parked inside the palace, and people carrying their belongings boarded the carriages.

The best carriages are those parked outside the Golden Palace, with their spacious interiors and a group of guards standing solemnly beside them, waiting for the emperor to emerge.

Inside the hall at this moment.

Song Yi hurriedly and carelessly tied her hair up, but the hairpin was stuck in crookedly.

Jiang Lanye's usual dragon robes were either gold, black, or dark red, but today he wore a light blue one for the first time, which made him look a little brighter.

He had just hung the jade pendant on his waist when he walked behind Song Yi, carefully picked out a hairpin from her dressing case, and whispered, "Don't move."

Looking at herself in the bronze mirror, Song Yi obediently let him insert the hairpin into her black hair. The position was just right and suited her perfectly.

"You can also adorn a woman's hair?"

Jiang Lanye paused, then his hand suddenly landed on the back of her neck, gently stroking it.

The places he touched trembled involuntarily.

Sensing his displeasure, Song Yi wisely remained silent.

Jiang Lanye lowered his eyes, letting his fingertips gently roam over her fair skin, as if casually playing with it, observing her reaction.

"Because I used to often put hairpins on you."

"You've forgotten again."

His voice was soft, but it was incredibly dangerous.

Song Yi quickly turned her head and said, "No, I was just saying it casually." She stood up and said impatiently, "Let's go."

She walked ahead of Jiang Lanye, who suddenly said, "Give me your hand."

Song Yi realized that Jiang Lanye didn't want her to be too far away from him, so she immediately offered her hand.

Many of the guards standing beside the carriage had only heard of Consort Yun, who was by Jiang Lanye's side, but had never seen her face.

Hearing the faint sounds coming from inside the hall, the group straightened their backs and couldn't help but look over with curiosity.

Their usually aloof emperor was being obediently led by the hand of a woman in a pale pink dress. As the pink dress swayed, she couldn't help but urge him on:
"Jiang Lanye, hurry up!"

Her voice was exceptionally sweet, and she even dared to address the emperor by his name.

Jiang Lanye's gaze remained fixed on her, letting her pull him to the carriage.

As Song Yi got closer, the group finally got a clear look at her face.

She was truly breathtaking; every move she made radiated the unique brightness of spring. Standing next to the aloof Jiang Lanye, they were inexplicably a perfect match.

Suddenly I understand why His Majesty only favors Consort Yun.

Song Yi climbed into the carriage first and was pleased to see the gold-threaded soft pillows inside.

After Jiang Lanye sat down, he said in a deep voice, "Let's go."

When the emperor traveled, there were many guards outside the carriage, and the procession was grand and impressive. The carriage was exceptionally smooth and quickly left the palace.

Song Yi kept trying to lift the curtain and look outside.

Without realizing it, she let go of Jiang Lanye's hand.

Just as she was curiously looking around, Jiang Lanye suddenly pulled her back and asked unhappily, "What are you looking at?"

Song Yi explained, "I didn't know what the scenery outside the palace was like, so I wanted to take a look."

Jiang Lanye lowered his head to kiss him.

Seeing this, Song Yi gave him a hard push.

"Are you going to do this again, Jiang Lanye? Could you please ask for my opinion next time?"

Jiang Lanye stared intently at her with deep, dark eyes.

"You are all mine, why should I ask for your opinion?"

Song Yi turned his head away.

Seeing this, Jiang Lanye grabbed her chin and forcibly turned it back.

"Look at me."

Song Yi tried to struggle, but he held her wrist firmly.

"You are not allowed to look outside anymore. From now on, your attention can only be focused on me."

Song Yi struggled a couple of times, but not only did she fail to break free, her wrists became increasingly painful as he gripped them.

She retorted angrily, "What's so interesting about you!"

What bothers her most right now is Jiang Lanye's constant control over her.

After saying that, she tried to turn her head away and deliberately look out the window.

Jiang Lanye pulled her up and pressed her down onto his lap.

"I'm not good-looking? Then you can't look at other places either."

The commotion the two made in the carriage was so great that the guards and eunuchs who had accompanied them all lowered their heads.

It's truly unbelievable that the person sitting inside is Jiang Lanye.

Although Song Yi was angry, there was nothing she could do about it.

"I understand. Put me down, and I'll sit next to you."

Seeing that she had finally behaved, Jiang Lanye released her.

(End of this chapter)