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

Chapter 78 Cold Body, Taking Medicine

Jiang Lanye's taste didn't suddenly change, and he became willing to drink chicken soup. It was just that when he saw Song Yi staring at him with bright eyes and feeding him spoonful after spoonful, he could drink anything.

Looking at the empty bowl, Song Yi thought for a moment and decided that Jiang Lanye should be praised.

After a long pause, she finally managed to say, "Not bad."

Then, she clutched her lower abdomen and said, "I feel a little uncomfortable."

Jiang Lanye's expression turned solemn, and he immediately ordered the imperial physician to be summoned.

Song Yi quickly grabbed his hand and said, "There's no need to summon the imperial physician, I've started my period."

Jiang Lanye froze, looking at Song Yi clutching her lower abdomen, and was unusually at a loss for what to do.

Three years ago, Song Yi also had her period, but at that time she didn't seem to tell me. On the occasional one or two times, I would see the palace maids serving her.

This time, he didn't know what to do.

Furthermore, Song Yi's menstrual cycle seemed to have always been irregular.

"What should we do now?"

Song Yi glanced at him and said, "Even if you don't want to let me out now, I have to go out anyway. Have a palace maid bring me my menstrual pad."

Jiang Lanye curled her fingers, pursed her lips, and looked somewhat displeased.

Song Yi couldn't hold back any longer and shouted, "Can you trust me just this once? I really won't run away."

Immediately after saying that, a sharp pain shot through my lower abdomen.

Then she let out a muffled groan, and the rest of her words died in her throat.

Seeing her expression, Jiang Lanye said in a deep voice, "Alright."

Song Yi glanced at him in surprise.

Jiang Lanye thought she hadn't heard him clearly, so he repeated, "Okay."

Song Yi was helped out by a palace maid, and Jiang Lanye, with a sullen face, summoned Eunuch Cao in.

Eunuch Cao smiled obsequiously and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, what brings this servant here?"

"Go to the Imperial Hospital and summon two imperial physicians."

Eunuch Cao's expression changed. "Your Majesty, what's wrong? Is your wound hurting again?"

"Stop talking nonsense and go quickly."

Jiang Lanye urged impatiently.

"Yes Yes."

Eunuch Cao hurriedly went out.

When Song Yi returned, she walked with a slightly hunched back and sat next to Jiang Lanye without saying a word.

Jiang Lanye asked her, "Is your back also sore?"

Song Yi responded sullenly, "It wasn't like this before, but it's been like this for the past two years. Whenever I have my period, not only do I have lower abdominal pain, but my lower back also aches terribly."

What can I do for you?

Song Yi glanced at him and noticed that he had sat up straight under her scrutiny. She couldn't help but chuckle and said, "You don't need to do anything."

She had just taken two sips of hot water when she heard Eunuch Cao's anxious voice.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty! The imperial physician has arrived!"

Not only did they come, but two of them did too.

Song Yi nearly choked on the hot water.

As soon as the imperial physician entered, he looked at Jiang Lanye nervously, fearing that something might happen to him.

Jiang Lanye said in a deep voice, "Take Consort Yun's pulse."

It turns out it was all for Consort Yun again.

Song Yi felt that it was unnecessary to make such a fuss, but since the imperial physicians had already come, they certainly couldn't let them make a wasted trip.

She extended her wrist, and after carefully taking her pulse, the imperial physician cautiously inquired:
"May I ask, Your Majesty, are you currently menstruating?"

"Yes, but it's never very regular. The days are unpredictable, and I always experience sharp cramps in my lower abdomen every time I get my period."

The imperial physician grunted in acknowledgment and then fell silent, continuing to take Song Yi's pulse. Song Yi didn't seem to notice anything amiss, but Jiang Lanye's expression grew increasingly grave.

"Your Majesty suffers from deficiency of both qi and blood, and cold uterus and blood. You should often have cold hands and feet, which makes you prone to abdominal pain. In addition, your body should often be in a cold environment, so your menstrual period is irregular and often delayed."

Jiang Lanye lowered his eyes, "A cold environment?"

The imperial physician nodded. "Yes, Your Majesty must not indulge in cold foods in the future, and you must also be careful about what you eat. You should also be careful with your hands and feet, and avoid touching cold water. You should also wear thicker clothes."

Speaking of cold environments, Jiang Lanye suddenly remembered that after he imprisoned Song Yi in the Golden Palace, she would often say that she was very cold.

He knew the palace was cold, but he had gotten used to it and was unaware that it would cause such great harm to the woman's body.

Even if the imperial physician didn't say it, Song Yi probably already knew about these things.

It's simply because of a cold constitution.

Jiang Lanye suddenly glanced at her and said quietly, "Some people always like to go barefoot without shoes and socks. Every time they get on the dragon bed, it's still exceptionally cold, and it takes them a long time to warm up."

The imperial physician coughed twice.

I never imagined that His Majesty and Consort Yun were so affectionate in private.

Song Yi retorted angrily, "Is it my fault? Those floor tiles were so cold!"

Jiang Lanye remained silent.

The imperial physician then said, "If Your Majesty wishes to regulate your menstrual cycle, I can write a prescription for you. However, regulating your menstrual cycle is not something that can be done in a day; you must persist in doing so for a long time."

Before Song Yi could say anything, Jiang Lanye made the decision for her.

"Okay, go write it."

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but when he looked at Song Yi now, he always felt that her lips were too pale and that she had a lack of blood and energy.

Song Yi immediately wilted, slumped onto the table, and said in a drawn-out voice, "Jiang Lanye, I was already feeling unwell, and you still made me drink such bitter medicine."

Jiang Lanye frowned and grasped her hand; it was indeed icy cold.

He really is to blame; he never realized this problem before.

Fortunately, they will be returning to the palace soon, and then they can properly renovate the Golden Palace.

The medicine prescribed by the imperial physician was simple and didn't take too long to prepare.

She lay curled up on the couch for half a day to rest, when suddenly she smelled the bitter smell of the medicine and immediately closed her eyes tightly.

Jiang Lanye, holding the medicine, immediately saw through her act of pretending to be asleep.

"Song Yi".

Song Yi did not respond.

"Song Yi, my injuries haven't healed yet. Are you sure you want me to keep putting on airs?"

Song Yi sat up, took the medicine, and suddenly asked:

"By the way, what do you plan to do with that assassin and that minister? They've been imprisoned for quite some time now."

Jiang Lanye said calmly, "We should also prepare to go back and take them back with us to the palace for a proper interrogation."

Song Yi nodded, frowning as he said, "However, I think that perhaps that minister really doesn't know what's going on, but what's strange is how an assassin managed to infiltrate his inner circle and become his servant."

Jiang Lanye reached out and tucked the strands of hair that had fallen across her cheeks behind her ears.

"You don't need to know these things, and you don't need to care about them."

He hoped that Song Yi would know nothing, stay away from these dirty things, and not have to face the deceit and treachery between people. He just wanted her to stay by his side and be happy for the rest of her life.

Song Yi said in a muffled voice, "Alright."

"After we return to the palace, autumn will arrive soon. Will the war in the northwest be affected?"

Jiang Lanye said in a deep voice, "It will only get harder when the weather gets colder."

Looking at his expression, Song Yi felt inexplicably flustered.

She used to think that she and Jiang Lanye would be entangled in the palace for the rest of their lives.

But now it seems that perhaps her activities were not limited to the palace.

(End of this chapter)