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

Chapter 68 Song Yi's Review of Memorials
Seeing this, Xichun couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty, please be sure to act within your capabilities."

Song Yi glanced at Jiang Lanye, who was still asleep, and said, "I know that before he wakes up, I must first calm the hearts of the ministers of the previous dynasty."

After saying that, she opened the memorial.

Then, she froze.

This memorial lacked the usual lengthy discourses; it contained only a simple sentence:

"Your Highness, is His Majesty well today?"

After flipping through several more memorials, I found that almost all of them were brief inquiries.

Song Yi breathed a sigh of relief; at least this way, she could relax a bit.

The imperial physician walked in and handed a prescription directly to Song Yi.

"Your Majesty, this is a new prescription that we discussed last night. His Majesty's life is now stable, and the most urgent task is to replenish his qi and blood."

Although Song Yi didn't quite understand it, he still picked it up and examined it carefully.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

"Your Majesty has worked hard too."

In the past two days, two particularly noticeable dark circles have appeared under her eyes.

Song Yi was responsible for feeding Jiang Lanye, giving him medicine, and washing his body. In addition, she also helped him review memorials and would occasionally sit beside him, staring at him silently for a long time.

The imperial physician instructed the palace maids to prepare the medicine.

At this moment, outside the palace.

A guard strode in and said, "Your Highness, Consort Ning and Consort Zhao request an audience."

Song Yi pursed her lips and said, "Let them go back first."

As soon as she finished speaking, the people outside seemed to have anticipated that Song Yi wouldn't let them in, so they simply shouted at the door.

"Your Highness, His Majesty is not just your emperor. We are extremely worried about what has happened to him. We beg Your Highness to allow us to enter!"

Upon hearing this, the guard hesitated and said, "Your Highness, this..."

Song Yi walked out with a cold face.

As soon as the palace doors were opened, Song Yi saw two pairs of eyes that were red and swollen from crying.

Consort Ning was the most agitated. She grabbed Song Yi's arm and asked, "Your Highness, how is His Majesty?"

Song Yi kept comforting and deceiving herself, thinking that Jiang Lanye might wake up in the next moment.

She herself is exhausted, so she has no extra energy to comfort others.

"His Majesty has not yet woken up."

Upon hearing this, Consort Ning was about to walk straight in.

Song Yi stopped her, saying, "Let's wait until His Majesty is feeling better before coming. His Majesty needs to rest now."

Indeed, the entire hall was unusually quiet now.

Judging from Consort Ning's expression, she would probably burst into tears as soon as she saw Jiang Lanye.

Consort Ning immediately became anxious and looked at Song Yi, saying, "Your Highness, you are being too selfish. I am also one of His Majesty's consorts. Now that His Majesty is in trouble, all the sisters in the harem are very concerned about him. But you are not allowing anyone to see His Majesty."

"You see His Majesty every day, so you are indeed at ease. But what about us concubines?"

Since her face was slashed last time, Consort Zhuang has been wearing a veil.

She followed up on Consort Ning's words, saying, "Your Majesty, please allow me to go in and take a look."

Seeing that Song Yi still refused to move aside, Consort Ning blurted out:
"Your Highness Consort Yun, don't forget that His Majesty did this to protect you! I heard about what happened that day. In fact, if Your Highness hadn't thrown herself at His Majesty, he could have dodged it."

"His Majesty became like this because of you!"

Song Yi's pupils contracted slightly.

Her body swayed for a moment.

Seeing this, Consort Ning quickly stepped aside and went inside, with Consort Zhuang following closely behind.

Consort Ning walked quickly to Jiang Lanye's side, and seeing his lifeless appearance, tears instantly welled up in her eyes.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" Consort Zhuang also began to sob.

The imperial physicians had been on edge for the past two days, and their bodies were clearly exhausted. When such a sound suddenly came from inside the hall, they were all startled and frowned as they looked at Consort Ning, who was crying her eyes out.

Before the two had cried for long, Song Yi strode over and said sternly:

"I am issuing this order in my capacity as a Noble Consort: You are to leave the Golden Palace immediately."

Consort Ning wept uncontrollably, collapsing to the ground, completely oblivious to what Song Yi was saying.

Seeing that Song Yi's expression was not right, Consort Zhuang quickly bent down to help Consort Ning up.

Song Yi's patience ran out, and he simply said, "Guards, come in and drag Consort Ning out!"

"Yes!"

Consort Ning was crying intently when suddenly her arms were lifted up and she was forcibly pulled up.

"What...what are you doing! I am Consort Ning! How dare you!"

Song Yi looked at her coldly and said succinctly, "You're really too noisy."

After saying that, before Consort Ning could say anything more, the guards dragged her out.

Consort Zhuang stared blankly at Song Yi.

Song Yi raised an eyebrow and asked in a deep voice, "What?"

"No, it's nothing. I'll take my leave now."

After the two left, Xichun asked in confusion, "Your Majesty, Consort Zhao was clearly punished by His Majesty, so why did she come here today?"

Song Yi said calmly, "Do you think she's crying for Jiang Lanye? She's crying for herself."

These people have probably already prepared for the worst.

Once Jiang Lanye passes away without an heir, the world will inevitably descend into chaos as people fight for the throne. At that time, these concubines will be confined to the palace for life, without wealth and honor, watching helplessly as the new emperor ascends the throne and new concubines enter the palace.

Song Yi sighed, walked over, and gently took Jiang Lanye's hand again.

It feels like just yesterday that the two of them strolled hand in hand through the palace.

Song Yi couldn't help but take Ning Fei's words to heart.

Perhaps she is right.

During the assassination attempt, although the man's dagger was very close to Jiang Lanye, Jiang Lanye might have been able to dodge it on his own.

Song Yi pounced on him without hesitation or regard for the consequences, which may have actually delayed his dodge.

Song Yi looked at Jiang Lanye and asked in a low voice:

"Did I do something wrong?"

"Jiang Lanye, being an emperor is really difficult. Are there many people in this world who want to assassinate you?"

"Isn't it terrifying to be in a high position?"

Countless eyes were fixed on him.

Song Yi held his hand tightly and whispered, "I'll wait for you to wake up."

However, after he woke up, Jiang Lanye was faced with endless trivial matters.

Xichun brought over the medicine and said gently, "Your Majesty, this is His Majesty's medicine."

"The imperial physician said that this medicine is the most effective. As long as His Majesty continues to take it, he will surely turn the danger into safety."

Song Yi quickly took it, and a servant beside him helped Jiang Lanye up.

She took another sip of medicine and leaned over.

While administering the medicine, Song Yi suddenly remembered the time she had previously cursed Jiang Lanye as disgusting.

After taking the medicine, Song Yi carefully observed Jiang Lanye's complexion.

“Xichun, look, don’t you think Jiang Lanye’s lips aren’t as pale as they were yesterday?”

(End of this chapter)