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

Chapter 66 Life is in danger
Song Yi suddenly shouted sternly, "What are you crying for!"

Everyone was taken aback.

Someone asked hesitantly, "Your Highness, what exactly is going on with His Majesty?"

Song Yi looked at them, her eyes devoid of any warmth.

"His Majesty has simply fainted and needs to rest. You may all return home now."

It's one thing to cry, but to cry out loud is another.

The imperial physician shook his head helplessly.

Even though they were unwilling, now that His Majesty was unconscious, they had no choice but to obey the Consort. They left, turning back every three steps.

The hall became quieter for a moment, and Song Yi quickly pulled the blanket up for Jiang Lanye.

"Imperial Physician, now that everyone has left, tell me, what are the chances that His Majesty can recover in his condition?"

Song Yi's frail body was almost unable to support itself; this sudden change felt like a huge boulder pressing down on her.

Seeing how she was struggling to stay afloat, the imperial physician couldn't bear to make things worse.

Song Yi said quietly, "You said I could handle it."

"Your Majesty, his wound is too deep. I have also examined the dagger. The blade is longer than that of an ordinary dagger. Even if it pierced through the flesh from behind, it almost reached the heart."

"Your Majesty has lost too much blood, and blood is the most difficult to replenish. Forgive my bluntness, but even if we gather the strength of the entire Imperial Medical Academy, the chance of saving Your Majesty is less than 30%."

Upon hearing this, Song Yi's eyelashes trembled.

"Less than 30%?"

Song Yi took a deep breath and said, "Alright, there's no need for me to say anything more at this time. You will all do your best, and I will take good care of His Majesty."

The ministers were quite frightened and all wanted to go back.

Song Yi stood up abruptly, strode outside the hall, and seeing the six ministers standing meekly at the bottom of the steps, she asked directly, "Who brought the servant who attempted to assassinate His Majesty into the palace?"

Silence fell.

"Are they all mute?!"

Anger flashed across her delicate features.

"If none of you speak, I will assume you are all mute. How about I have your tongues cut out right now? You won't need them anyway."

Finally, one of the ministers couldn't help but question, "Your Highness, what right do you have to punish us?"

Song Yi directly raised Jiang Lanye's jade pendant and said coldly, "His Majesty has not established an Empress. Now that His Majesty has fainted, I, as a Noble Consort, am the one with the most power. Moreover, His Majesty has already given me his jade pendant. Now that you have seen this jade pendant, why are you not kneeling down!"

Jiang Lanye always wore this jade pendant with him, and seeing it was like seeing His Majesty.

No matter how dissatisfied the ministers were, they had no choice but to submit to the emperor's power.

It's truly unbelievable that His Majesty trusts this woman so much.
Seeing that they had knelt down, Song Yi continued, "I will ask one last time: who brought that servant into the palace? If no one confesses, all six of you will be imprisoned!"

As soon as the words were spoken, a minister finally spoke up, trembling:

"Your Highness, the servant who attempted to assassinate His Majesty was brought into the palace by this humble servant, but this humble servant was unaware that he harbored such intentions!"

“Before meeting Your Majesty, we were all searched by the guards to ensure that we had nothing on us that could harm Your Majesty before we could enter the palace. I really don’t know how he managed to bring the dagger in!”

Song Yi simply said, "Guards, lock him up first, and we'll make a decision after His Majesty wakes up."

"The rest of you shall leave the palace for now and await further instructions."

Even if they had a lot of dissatisfaction and resentment, they had no choice but to swallow their words when they saw the jade pendant that Song Yi was always holding up.

Seeing that the matter was resolved, Song Yi suddenly swayed.

Xichun said worriedly, "Your Majesty has been frightened today, you should rest."

She looked down at her blood-stained skirt, saying nothing.

It was all Jiang Lanye's blood that flowed from his body; it was his way of protecting himself.
She had already rushed forward to protect him, so why did he have to do it again?
Song Yi sniffed and said, "Xichun, I'm fine. Could you fetch me a basin of warm water? I'll wipe His Majesty's body." "Yes, Your Majesty, I'll go right away."

Song Yi slowly walked back.

Several imperial physicians remained by Jiang Lanye's side, taking his pulse again every half incense stick's time.

"The medicine is ready."

The palace maid brought in the medicine.

The imperial physician was troubled.

"How should Your Majesty take your medicine in this condition?"

Upon hearing these words, Song Yi felt as if her heart had been suddenly twisted, and a wave of pain washed over her.

Perhaps when she was unconscious, this was the first thought that popped into Jiang Lanye's mind when he heard those words.

"Give it to me."

"Please trouble the imperial physicians to help His Majesty up."

They carefully helped Jiang Lan sit up in the middle of the night. Song Yi then forced a mouthful of medicine down her throat and, in front of all the imperial physicians, leaned over to help her.

The medicine was slowly fed into Song Yi's mouth, leaving behind a bitter taste.

Upon seeing this, the imperial physicians quickly looked away and couldn't help but sigh.

After Song Yi fed all the medicine, she carefully hung the jade pendant on her waist.

During this period, Jiang Lan was often awake at night. If any chaos occurred in the harem, having this jade pendant would make things a little easier for her.

Jiang Lanye lay back down, her pale face resting on the pillow, a few beads of sweat on her forehead.

Xichun brought over warm water, and Song Yi first wiped the sweat from his forehead, then wiped away all the dried bloodstains on his back.

"His Majesty's condition is unstable. We will have to trouble the imperial physicians to stay here tonight."

The imperial physician quickly replied, "Even if Your Majesty hadn't said anything, I would have done my utmost."

Song Yi nodded weakly.

One of the imperial physicians couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty, may I also take your pulse? I see that you seem..."

Song Yi shook her head and said, "No need, I'm just too worried about His Majesty."

Song Yi ate something simple to regain some strength and stayed with the imperial physician to watch over Jiang Lanye for the entire night.

Day two.

She barely closed her eyes, which were extremely dry.

The imperial physician couldn't help but advise her, "Your Majesty, we can take turns guarding His Majesty, but you've been guarding him all night by yourself. Why do you do this?"

Just as he was about to speak, several guards came forward from outside the door and brought over all the memorials that the ministers had written overnight, placing them on the table.

Song Yi glanced at it twice, then reluctantly walked over and whispered:
"The assassination of the emperor is a major event. It has probably spread throughout the court and the country. They must be extremely worried."

"Now that Jiang Lanye is unable to wake up, I will try my best to review these memorials for him."

"Miss!"

Xichun suddenly burst into tears.

"You're already exhausted, please rest."

Song Yi seemed not to have heard what she said and opened a memorial to the throne.

Unexpectedly, the memorial made it clear from the beginning that it was intended for Consort Yun to see.

It seems they also understand that since His Majesty can no longer read memorials, only Song Yi is likely to read the ones submitted.

(End of this chapter)