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

Chapter 115 Song Yi is missing!
Song Yi's pupils suddenly contracted. In the nick of time, she used all her strength to suddenly roll to the side!
The area around the waterfall is flat, but further down it becomes a grassy slope.

The soldiers were all gathered on Jiang Lanye's side, and only Song Yi and his group were near the waterfall. However, Xi Chun and Eunuch Cao went to pick fruit on the side.

Immediately afterwards, Song Yi let out a muffled groan of pain and rolled heavily down, crushing a patch of grass.

Then, the wolf ran down after it.

Zuo Sheng's expression changed repeatedly. He rushed to the spot where Song Yi had fallen, looked down, but could no longer see her.

He reached out and gripped the sword hilt tightly, his palms sweating with fear.

Zuo Sheng's muscles were trembling. Recalling all the things he couldn't stand about Song Yi's behavior along the way, he now wished he could just kill her by throwing her like this.

But then he thought about it again, since Jiang Lanye had specifically asked him to come and keep an eye on Song Yi.

Such a thing happened in the blink of an eye.
His heart was trembling.

If they didn't save her, no one would be a burden on them along the way, but His Majesty...
Zuo Sheng stood there stunned for a long time. After a while, feeling that the time was almost up, he lifted his numb legs, strode over, looked at Jiang Lanye, and said in horror:

"Your Majesty, it's not good!"

Jiang Lanye frowned slightly, noticing the cold sweat on his forehead, and a strong sense of unease suddenly welled up in her heart.

Where is Song Yi?
Zuo Sheng gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine just fell down the hillside, and I vaguely saw a wolf chasing after her."

Song Yi rolled around for an unknown amount of time, her whole body aching from the scratches from stones, branches, and weeds. When she finally stopped, she felt completely dazed, as if her bones had been shattered and then pieced back together.

She fell to the ground, the pain stuck in her throat.

But she still had her senses and knew that the wolf might be nearby and could pounce at any moment.

Despite the pain, Song Yi's muscles trembled all over her body. She used her dirty hands to support herself on the ground and managed to stand up.

"Jiang Lan Night"

She called softly.

This area is so unfamiliar, with wild grass everywhere, growing exceptionally tall and lush, almost reaching her waist.

There was a deathly silence all around, and not a single road could be seen.

Her nose stung, and the fear of death suddenly surged up, like an icy tide, threatening to engulf her in an instant.

Jiang Lanye is not here.

She was so scared, and she longed to see Jiang Lanye.

But Song Yi dared not shout loudly.

The wolf is nowhere to be found.

Wolves usually travel in packs, and the wolf that was chasing her looked thin and bony, perhaps because it had broken away from its pack.

However, Song Yi alone was no match for that wolf.

Song Yi sniffed, forcing herself to calm down.

As long as Jiang Lanye discovers she's missing, he'll definitely come looking for her. She needs to find a secluded spot and wait safely for Jiang Lanye to arrive with his soldiers.

Song Yi was extremely dirty from head to toe, and her skirt was torn.

She took two difficult steps, but soon could not go any further. She squatted on the ground and couldn't help but curl up.

My ankle seems to be sprained; every step I take is excruciatingly painful.

Song Yi squatted on the ground, hissing and gasping for breath. Finally, he gritted his teeth and stood up. He saw a thick branch on the ground, picked it up quickly, and gripped it tightly in his right hand, using it as a walking stick.

Her palms were also scraped. As she rolled down the slope, she instinctively tried to grab onto something to steady herself. Along the way, her palms were pricked by sharp, thorny plants, drawing blood and getting covered in mud. Song Yi managed to take a few more steps forward when she suddenly heard a rustling sound.

Her expression changed, and she quickly squatted down, crouching low, using the patch of wild grass as cover.

However, wolves have a very keen sense of smell.

Song Yi felt despair.

Jiang Lanye, am I going to die?
After an unknown amount of time, the wolf's footsteps seemed to have faded into the distance.

Ignoring the pain all over her body, Song Yi staggered away in the opposite direction from where the sound had disappeared, holding the wooden stick.

This area is like a deep forest, with absolutely no trace of human footsteps.

She struggled through the grass and finally saw a small puddle ahead.

The water in the pit wasn't clean; it looked like puddles after rain. But Song Yi didn't care about that now. She carefully washed her hands, squatted down, grabbed a piece of fabric from her skirt, and lifted it up. She saw a long scratch on her calf, as if it had been cut by a sharp stone, and it was slowly bleeding.

The smell of blood on his body will eventually attract wolves.

Song Yi quickly wrapped her calves tightly with strips of cloth, then looked at her ankles.

The fair ankles were now slightly red and purple, and swollen high.

She reached out and touched it slightly, and a sharp pain shot through her.

Song Yi suddenly felt like crying. She raised her hand to wipe away her tears, knowing that now was not the time to be sad. She needed to find a safe place.

She picked up the wooden stick, trying to stand up again, trembling, but her knees buckled and she knelt on the ground again. Her hair was disheveled, and a hairpin fell from her black hair, landing right between her hands.

This is the hairpin Jiang Lanye gave her.

Recalling the scene of sitting in the carriage, leaning against Jiang Lanye, with nothing to think about and nothing to worry about, her throat instantly choked up.

Jiang Lanye gave her the hairpin and told her to take good care of herself.

"Jiang Lanye, Jiang Lanye, come quickly and save me!"

Tears finally broke free and fell onto the soil.

She picked up the hairpin, wiped the dirt off it with her sleeve, carefully put her hair back up, and inserted it back into the hairpin.

Song Yi kept encouraging herself, gritted her teeth, stood up, and continued to stagger forward.

The mountain path was really difficult to walk on, with rocks everywhere. Her ankle was already sprained, and looking at the gaps between the rocks in front of her, there was nowhere to even put her feet.

She can't really die here; this place is too terrifying.

She walked unsteadily, stopping and starting along the way, looking up at her surroundings, feeling a sense of despair.

Now she can't even tell which way is which. When she fell from the waterfall, Song Yi didn't even know where she had landed.

There were trees all around.

She wanted to climb up, but there was no path, and her ankle was twisted, making it difficult for her to move forward.

If we delay any longer, things will become even more terrifying after sunset.

The trees halfway up the mountain were already so dense that they blocked out the sun, allowing only a little light to penetrate. Once the sun set, she wouldn't be able to see her surroundings clearly, and sooner or later, wolves would find her by following her scent.

Just as she was thinking in despair, Song Yi suddenly saw a cave in front of her, covered by ivy.

(End of this chapter)