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

Chapter 162 Extraordinarily Clingy
Eunuch Cao dared not go in again. Song Yi had been writing diligently for a long time, and her wrists were a little sore. She subtly rubbed her wrists, and Jiang Lanye noticed and immediately said, "Take a break."

Song Yi quickly said, "No need, it's just that I'm still not used to writing with a brush after all this time. You used to write for a whole day at a time, I'm not tired."

After saying that, she suddenly raised her hand and closed Jiang Lanye's eyelids, saying:
"Just close your eyes and rest, and listen to me read it aloud."

Jiang Lanye raised his hand and gently grasped Song Yi's wrist.

This was the first time he had used such light force to encircle her wrist; Song Yi could easily shake him off.

Song Yi's eyelids trembled, and she asked in a low voice, somewhat saddened, "What's wrong?"

"You got ink on your hands."

Song Yi was taken aback, raised her hand to look at it, and deliberately placed it on Jiang Lanye's cheek with a sly smile.

"Believe it or not, I'll rub it all over your face?"

"letter."

Song Yi immediately lowered her hand, pouted and said, "You should have said you didn't believe me, and then I would have said that if you didn't believe me, I could have smeared all this ink on your face."

Jiang Lanye smiled as he looked at her upon hearing this.

"What are you looking at?"

Jiang Lanye murmured, "Before I fell into a deep sleep, I was thinking that in this lifetime, I must see your smile a few more times."

Song Yi glared at him: "Don't say such sad things."

She forced Jiang Lanye to close his eyes again, lay down beside him, and said, "I'll only rest for half an incense stick's time, so don't say anything and save your energy."

"it is good."

Outside the tent, the cold wind howled. Song Yi lay beside Jiang Lanye, snuggling close to him, listening to the crackling sound of burning charcoal, and couldn't help but bury her face in the crook of his neck.

If only things could stay like this forever, peaceful and serene, with the person she loves by her side.

For the entire afternoon, Jiang Lanye listened with his eyes closed as Song Yi read the military memorials. His answers were always concise and clear, and Song Yi got used to it, making it easier for her to write them.

Finally, after tidying up all the folded documents, she shook her hands and hurriedly poured Jiang Lanye a cup of hot water, asking, "Is your throat sore? Do you want some water?"

Jiang Lanye opened his eyes, looked at her, and said in a hoarse voice, "You feed me."

Song Yi responded and held the teacup to his lips, gently touching them together.

"Open your mouth."

Seeing that he didn't react, Song Yi couldn't help but urge him.

Jiang Lanye stared intently at her and repeated, "You feed me."

Song Yi pretended not to understand and said calmly, "I'm just feeding you, so open your mouth and drink."

Jiang Lanye simply turned his head to one side.

Seeing his expression, Song Yi hesitated for a long time before asking again, "Are you going to drink or not?"

Jiang Lanye remained silent, only showing Song Yi half of her profile, looking inexplicably aggrieved.

Song Yi: "."

Who turned him into this?!
When they get sick, they become unreasonable and extremely clingy.

Song Yi remained silent for a while, and Jiang Lanye began to panic. Just as he was about to turn his head away, he suddenly heard Song Yi call his name.

"Jiang Lanye."

"Hmm? Uh..."

Song Yi took a sip of water, leaned over, and sealed his lips with hers.

Jiang Lanye's eyes darkened, his Adam's apple bobbed twice, and then he restlessly entangled his tongue with hers, like a traveler who had been thirsty for a long time and had finally found his oasis.

Song Yi pressed against his chest, finally managing to get a little away. She wiped the water from the corner of her mouth, and her expression changed when she saw the playful smile in Jiang Lanye's eyes.

"you"

Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Lanye said weakly, "I want more to drink, I'm so thirsty."

Song Yi's cheeks flushed instantly, and she said in a muffled voice, "I won't give it to you."

"Cough, my throat is so sore after talking all afternoon."

After saying that, he looked at Song Yi expectantly. "I won't do that again, feed me quickly."

"Really?"

"real."

Song Yi hesitated for a moment, and Jiang Lanye urged her again: "My beloved concubine, I am so thirsty, please give me some water."

Helpless, Song Yi took another sip, just like before. She leaned over, her lips meeting his, and then—

"Your Majesty! You're awake!"

"Pfft, cough, cough!"

Someone walked in and immediately noticed the two people's strange posture. He paused for a moment, then realized what was happening and stammered, "This humble servant deserves to die! This humble servant will take his leave!"

Jiang Lanye glanced at Song Yi over his shoulder, her expression extremely displeased.

After much effort, they managed to coax Song Yi into doing it one more time, but they were interrupted at the crucial moment.

He coldly withdrew his gaze, looked at Song Yi, and asked with concern, "How is it?"

Song Yi's face turned red from holding her breath; she choked quite badly and lay on the edge of the bed coughing incessantly.

Seeing this, Jiang Lanye wanted to reach out and pat her back.

Song Yi said with difficulty, "I'm fine, let him in."

Jiang Lanye clicked his tongue lightly and looked at him, saying, "Come here."

He was almost in tears as he explained, "Your Majesty, before I came in, I specifically asked Eunuch Cao, and he said you were reviewing memorials, so I came in."

The thought that Jiang Lanye had seen everything made Song Yi feel incredibly embarrassed. She wished she could disappear on the spot and couldn't help but glare at him.

It's all your fault!

Jiang Lanye looked at her innocently and said calmly, "It's alright."

Song Yi stood up, looked at the water on the quilt, and said in a muffled voice, "I'll go get a new quilt. You guys talk."

Having said that, he fled the camp as if escaping.

After she went outside, she immediately began searching for Eunuch Cao's figure with her eyes.

He probably realized he had caused trouble and had long since disappeared.

Song Yi was so angry that her teeth itched. She had only taken a few steps forward when she bumped into Xi Chun.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?"

She was a little surprised.

Song Yi grabbed her arm and asked, "Xichun, have you seen Eunuch Cao?"

"I see it, it's over there."

She pointed.

Song Yi suddenly laughed, and then strode aggressively in the direction Xi Chun pointed.

Seeing this, Xichun froze on the spot and couldn't help but shrink her neck.

She seems to have let Eunuch Cao down a bit.

After a stick of incense.

With a mournful face, Eunuch Cao limped back behind Song Yi.

Xi Chun was guarding outside the tent when she saw Eunuch Cao's appearance and was startled.

"Why is your leg limping all of a sudden?"

Song Yi glanced at him and said irritably, "Alright, stop pretending. So what if I stepped on your foot?"

When Song Yi found him, he was so frightened that his soul almost flew away, but he didn't dare to run away. He stood there and looked at her with an awkward smile, calling her "Your Highness" in a fawning manner.

Song Yi stepped directly on his foot.

Eunuch Cao immediately stood up straight and said, "It was my fault just now. I didn't expect the Imperial Concubine and His Majesty to meet."

(End of this chapter)