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

Chapter 174 Vomiting blood
After saying this, Xie Ling no longer had the courage to open her eyes and see Jiang Lanye's reaction.

He closed his eyes tightly, awaiting Jiang Lanye's punishment.

But then—

'Snap, snap.'

Xie Ling suddenly opened his eyes and found that Jiang Lanye had choked on a mouthful of blood at some point. He was weakly supporting his body as dark blood gushed from deep in his throat, drop by drop, splashing onto the quilt and falling to the ground, forming blood flowers.

Xie Ling was shocked.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! It is my fault that I deserve to die! I will definitely bring the Imperial Concubine back! Please take care of your health!"

Having said that, he rushed out, not caring about anything else at that moment, and immediately shouted:
"Where's the army doctor?! Come quick, His Majesty is vomiting blood!"

Upon hearing this, both Eunuch Cao and Xichun stared wide-eyed in disbelief. Then, Eunuch Cao swayed twice, his vision went black, and he almost fainted.

Seeing this, Xichun immediately helped up Eunuch Cao and cried, "Eunuch Cao, you must hold on! His Majesty needs our care right now, please hold on!"

Eunuch Cao also wept, his voice trembling as he said, "I have served His Majesty for decades. I was entrusted by the late Empress. If something really happens to His Majesty, if something really happens to him, what am I to do?"

Several military doctors quickly followed Xie Ling inside.

Jiang Lanye clutched his chest, dark blood still dripping out.

The group immediately knelt before Jiang Lanye, grasping his hand and trembling as they took his pulse. They then withdrew their hands, looking at Xie Ling with extremely complicated expressions.

Xie Ling was terrified, but he dared not show it in front of Jiang Lanye. He could only ask her more carefully when they went out later.

Jiang Lanye was breathing heavily, as if he had reached the end of his rope. A metallic taste rose in his throat, which he forced back down. When he spoke again, his voice was unusually hoarse:
"Are you still alive?"

No one knows how much determination Jiang Lanye made when he asked that question.

Xie Ling said in a deep voice, "She must still be alive. They must have taken the Imperial Concubine as a prisoner. Otherwise, they would have sent someone over the hill to check on her as soon as she was captured. The Imperial Concubine was put on a horse, and the horse's hooves were heading towards the barbarian camp. If they wanted to kill her, why would they go through all this trouble to bring her there?"

Hearing Xie Ling's words, Jiang Lanye barely regained his senses.

He propped himself up, looked at the army doctor, and asked in a cold voice, "How am I feeling?"

The group looked at each other, not daring to tell the truth.

"explain."

Even though Jiang Lanye is extremely weak now, no one dares to disobey him.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty was attacked by assassins two days ago, and your body is weak and blood is depleted. This time, because you are not in the palace, you have not been able to rest properly. Just now, you learned of this incident, and you were so anxious that you were overwhelmed with anger. Your Majesty's body is now at its limit. You must rest well now, and there is still room for recovery."

Jiang Lanye remained silent after hearing this.

Xie Ling's eyes instantly reddened. He had hardly ever cried in his life, but upon hearing these words, he couldn't help but want to cry.

How did His Majesty's health deteriorate to this point?
The military doctor sighed helplessly: "When the Imperial Concubine was alive, she took exceptionally meticulous care of His Majesty. Although others could do the same, His Majesty felt at ease with her around, and his recovery was more effective when he felt at ease."

It is said that healing the mind is the first step in treating the disease, and emotional fluctuations have a great impact on the changes in the condition.

Jiang Lanye said in a hoarse voice, "Xie Ling, I must rescue Song Yi."

No one else knew how important Song Yi was to him. Jiang Lanye was a tyrant at heart. He had thought countless times whether someone like him was unsuitable to be an emperor or to rule a dynasty.

His childhood experiences made him different from ordinary people, and the person who was able to suppress this difference was Song Yi.

So during the three years that Song Yi disappeared, he was like a madman, and everyone was afraid of him.

It was Song Yi who had been suppressing him.

Now that Song Yi is gone, Jiang Lanye has returned to his former self.

To him, human life meant nothing, including his own.

Xie Ling gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty, I will definitely rescue the Empress, but you... really can't move anymore."

His body was no longer able to support him in the war.

Jiang Lanye remained remarkably calm. He directly lifted the blanket and asked, "How is my wound healing?"

"This this."

He frowned and said coldly, "Tell the truth."

"It's better now, and I can get out of bed and walk, but I definitely can't do strenuous activities like horseback riding."

Jiang Lanye remained silent for a long while before saying, "Then I will go too."

Xie Ling gritted his teeth. No, this couldn't go on. He had to find a way to appease His Majesty.

If the Imperial Concubine is still free, how can he get her to contact His Majesty?

Only the Imperial Concubine can persuade His Majesty now, and only when His Majesty knows that the Imperial Concubine is alright for the time being can he regain his senses.

Xie Ling pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Your Majesty, has the Imperial Concubine ever seen what the carrier pigeons we specially raise look like?"

Jiang Lanye's eyes flickered slightly as he recalled taking a branch delivered by a carrier pigeon in front of Song Yi, and said in a deep voice, "She knows."

Xie Ling immediately said, "Your Majesty, I dare to guess that with Her Majesty's intelligence and wisdom, she may still be able to move freely, but is just trapped over there. Why not use a carrier pigeon to contact Her Majesty? If Her Majesty is doing well, this matter should be handled slowly and not hastily. Even if Your Majesty does not care about your health, you should at least think of Her Majesty."

Seeing that Jiang Lanye reacted when Song Yi was mentioned, he quickly probed further:
"Before Her Highness left, she was so worried about His Majesty. If she knew that His Majesty was not taking care of his health, what would she know? Moreover, His Majesty was able to recover to this state under such harsh conditions entirely thanks to Her Highness's hard work. You cannot ruin your health."

Jiang Lanye suddenly recalled the image of Song Yi holding a bowl of steaming porridge and feeding him little by little.

In those days, she had obvious dark circles under her eyes and looked extremely tired every day, clearly having worked hard for his health for a long time.

Jiang Lanye pursed his lips and finally made a concession:
"If I can contact her, I will listen to her; if I cannot, I will still go."

Xie Ling sighed helplessly, "Your Majesty, please lie down and rest."

Immediately afterwards, someone brought in the prepared medicine.

Looking at the blood on the blankets and the floor, Xie Ling softly instructed, "Clean all these things up."

His Majesty's emotions were somewhat stabilized, but only temporarily.
Now that Song Yi is not by his side, he feels like a shell with his soul hollowed out.

(End of this chapter)