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

Chapter 86 Building a Swing for Her

It goes without saying who ordered this.

Looking at that land, she recalled that night when she had placed a circle of candles on the ground and nervously lit them all.

Jiang Lanye had obviously thought of this as well, and glanced at Song Yi.

"You were quite capable back then, daring to collude with others to drug me."

Song Yi shrank back, "I thought that medicine would just make you sleepy, who knew it would..."

"By the way, how did you know I was here?"

Jiang Lanye's lips twitched. "Do you think the guards around me are dead?"

Song Yi had nothing to say. Seeing that he was still looking at the place, she quickly took his hand and said, "Let's go, let's not stay here. Didn't you say you planted peach trees for me? The swing is finished nearby. It will be so beautiful when it blooms next year."

Hearing that she was willing to talk about the future, Jiang Lanye gripped her hand tightly and said in a deep voice, "Okay."

The two walked over.

The surrounding area is full of saplings, with some green leaves faintly visible. The soil is moist, indicating that it was recently watered.

Seeing Song Yi bending over and looking curiously, Jiang Lanye then explained:

"I have specially assigned several servants from the greenhouse to take care of these saplings."

Song Yi looked on with longing and said with a smile, "I really love peach blossoms. I feel that peach blossoms are the most beautiful flowers in spring."

Jiang Lanye then asked, "Would you be willing to stay in the palace until next spring?"

Song Yi fell silent.

Jiang Lanye's expression instantly turned cold.

Song Yi quickly replied, "Of course I'm willing, but only if you stay by my side the whole time. Otherwise, it'll be too boring. If I can't bother you, I'll just have to bother the palace servants around you."

Jiang Lanye opened his mouth, as if he had thought of something, and then fell silent in response to what she said, which was unusual for him.

Song Yi immediately looked at him warily.

"What? You won't always be by my side?"

Jiang Lanye simply said, "I want to stay by your side forever."

Song Yi wanted to continue asking questions, but two eunuchs ran over and put all the things needed to make the swing on the ground.

Jiang Lanye said, "You wait over there."

After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves, revealing a section of his strong forearm, and picked up the wooden boards to examine them carefully.

Song Yi stood to one side, picking up small pebbles with her toes.

"Are you sure you can do these things with your injury? Don't make it worse by making me a swing."

"It's ready."

That's all he said.

Song Yi kicked the pebbles away, then squatted down next to the sapling and began to reach out and pluck the tender leaves.

Although Jiang Lanye was busy building a swing for her, his eyes kept glancing at her. Seeing her fiddling with the saplings again, he couldn't help but say:

"If you don't want to see it bloom, then go ahead and pluck it."

Song Yi quickly withdrew her hand, saying sullenly, "But I'm bored."

After saying that, she stood up again and walked back and forth around the small area. She saw some wildflowers on the ground, picked them, and then, with her hands behind her back, she slowly approached Jiang Lanye.

Jiang Lan was squatting on the ground in the middle of the night, concentrating on threading the rope through the gap, when suddenly a shadow fell over her head.

Knowing that it was Song Yi who had come to see him, he did not look up.

Then, he felt something gently touch his head.

He lifted his eyelids in confusion and saw Song Yi take several steps back, then laugh happily.

Jiang Lanye raised her hand and touched the small flower in her hair, looking at her with a blank expression.

Song Yi immediately said with displeasure, "Don't pick them."

Then she leaned over, snatched it back from Jiang Lanye's hands, squatted down in front of him, and said, "Don't move, be your swing."

After she finished speaking, she raised her hand again.

Jiang Lanye immediately raised his hand and grabbed her wrist.

Song Yi struggled for a moment but couldn't shake him off. The two stared at each other, neither willing to back down.

After a long while, Jiang Lanye let go of her hand, as if he had given in. He stopped looking at her and focused on tying knots in the rope.

So, Song Yi happily put the little flower in the flower again, then left, and went around searching for all sorts of random things. After bringing them back, she squatted down next to Jiang Lanye, her expression extremely focused.

Anyone who didn't know better would think she was doing something sacred.

The ropes were already tied, and Jiang Lanye stood up, preparing to set up the swing frame.

As soon as he stood up, Song Yi couldn't reach him anymore, and there was still a bunch of colorful wildflowers in her hands that she hadn't put in her hair.

Jiang Lanye glanced at them and asked in confusion, "Where did you pick so many wildflowers?"

She pointed.

Okay, tomorrow I'll instruct the people in the flower room to pull up all these wildflowers.

He was extremely focused, his hands never stopping, and Song Yi was like his tail, circling around him and occasionally getting in his way.

After several attempts, Jiang Lanye looked at the sun on the horizon.

Sure enough, this is what happens when you're with Song Yi. Something that should only take an hour is still not finished after so much time has passed.

Song Yi held the flowers and looked at him hesitantly.

Jiang Lanye sighed and lowered his head.

Song Yi quickly placed all the flowers on it.

Jiang Lanye's hair was all messed up. If it weren't for the golden crown holding his hair back, it would probably be even messier than Song Yi's.

He didn't know what he looked like, but he thought it must be quite funny, otherwise Song Yi wouldn't have been staring at him like that.

After the swing was set up, the wide wooden planks swayed back and forth in the wind.

He said softly, "Just add a soft cushion."

"Come and give it a try."

Song Yi walked over, sat down, and swung around a couple of times, looking extremely satisfied.

"Everything is fine, but could you hang it a little higher?"

If you want to hang it any higher, you have to untie the rope and tie it again.

Jiang Lanye showed no impatience whatsoever, and told her to stand down to the side, then carefully tied it even higher.

"That's good."

Song Yi sat on it and swayed for a while, looking at him. After hesitating for a moment, she finally didn't say anything.

Jiang Lanye raised an eyebrow, and consciously walked behind her, reminding her, "Sit tight."

Song Yi panicked, "No, your injury..."

"I even built a swing."

After saying that, he placed his hand on Song Yi's back and gave him a push.

The swing started to sway instantly, the skirt fluttered in the wind, the wind whistled in my ears, and the feeling of weightlessness immediately came over me.

She gripped the rope tightly, unable to speak.

Jiang Lanye was still wondering why she wasn't speaking, and why she hadn't even laughed.

Suddenly, she said in a trembling voice, "Jiang Lanye, stop for a moment!"

Jiang Lanye stopped and saw that she seemed to be frightened, her hands gripping the rope tightly, and found it amusing.

Then, he pulled Song Yi into his arms.

"Scared?"

Song Yi's breathing was slightly rapid.

"No."

Seeing that she was still being stubborn, Jiang Lanye didn't expose her and asked, "Do you want to continue? If not, let's go back."

Song Yi said decisively, "Continue."

(End of this chapter)