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

Chapter 176 Reply
She picked up the pen and dipped it in ink.

She wanted to write a lot, and there were many things she wanted Jiang Lanye to know.

I wanted to comfort him, to put his mind at ease, and to let him focus on recovering.

But she couldn't write too much, so she could only try to keep the language concise.

Song Yi thought for a moment and wrote down the first sentence:
"I am OK."

"You must take good care of yourself, you must cherish your life."

She wrote down three "musts" in a row.

Because she knew Jiang Lanye's personality all too well, Song Yi was afraid that Jiang Lanye would disregard everything and drag his sick body to save her, which was something Song Yi absolutely did not want to see.

"You must believe me, I will return safely."

After finishing writing, she hesitated for a long time and drew a small peach blossom in the lower right corner of the letter. Even though the ink was black, Song Yi was inexplicably convinced that Jiang Lanye would be able to tell that this was her favorite peach blossom.

Just as Song Yi was about to put down his pen and cover the paper, the sound of a wolf owl rang out outside the tent.

Did she go out today?

"Young Master, she went out for a short while and returned soon."

Song Yi panicked for a moment, and just as she was about to hide the paper, the curtain was lifted, and Wolf Owl's sharp eyes immediately looked at Song Yi.

Song Yi paused, looked at him with unusual calm, and asked, "Aren't you supposed to be coming back at night?"

Wolf Owl ignored her words, strode over, looked down at the letter in her hand, picked it up immediately, and said in a deep voice, "Who is it addressed to?"

“To my father at home. He is old and I haven’t seen him since I came here with the army.”

Wolf Owl narrowed his eyes and asked, "You are a palace maid serving the emperor of the Central Plains. Could you possibly have seen your father before the march?"

Song Yi said in a low voice, "Of course, because I'm a newcomer to the palace. There are so many palace maids in the palace, but I was chosen by the Empress to come and suffer with her."

As she said these words, her expression was gloomy, and she seemed genuinely dissatisfied with the matter.

Wolf Owl glanced down at the words she had written and sneered mercilessly:

"Indeed, the women around the emperors of the Central Plains must all be ladies of noble birth. It's not easy for them to write such ugly characters."

Song Yi: "."

She held out her hand and said, "Give it back to me."

Wolf Owl suddenly drew his curved sword from his waist, pressed it against Song Yi's cheek, and asked coldly:
"However, even if you wrote it to your father, how could you deliver it while you're on the grasslands?"

Song Yi suddenly stood up, staring directly at him, her eyes blazing with a small flame of anger, looking exceptionally bright and spirited.

Wolf Owl stared into her eyes and was momentarily stunned.

Her eyes weren't as narrow and alluring as a fox's, but they were beautiful—a vibrant, energetic beauty, like the resilient grass of the prairie, making a striking impression.

"Why should I send it over? Can't I just write down what I want to say to my father, which can at least be considered a form of comfort? After all, there's really nothing else I can do besides that."

Wolf Owl examined the contents of the letter and found that it was indeed written in the tone of instructing a patient, but there was one thing he didn't understand.

"We must cherish life? What does that mean?"

“My father was a hardworking and honest man. He often worked himself to the bone to earn a few coins, which is why I told him that.”

After saying that, she bit her lip and suddenly choked up, saying, "It's all your fault for reminding me of all this. Hurry up and give the letter back to me."

A flicker of panic crossed Wolf Owl's eyes, but he impatiently handed it back to her, saying in a deep voice, "Is it really necessary?"

Song Yi remained silent, but in front of him, she neatly folded the letter and tucked it into her sleeve. Song Yi then asked, "You still haven't told me why you've come back so soon?"

He sneered, "You Central Plains people are all cowards. This battle is not enjoyable at all. You always like to dawdle. If you're so capable, why don't you stay in your well-built fortresses?"

Song Yi's eyes flickered slightly. Based on his words, he could roughly judge that the current military situation was stable. At least with Xie Ling leading the army, they could make steady progress along the way.

He sat down beside Song Yi, looked at her, and asked, "Are you still sad?"

Song Yi sat down next to him and stared straight at him.

"Of course I'm sad. You even brought me here. You're restricting my freedom; I can't go anywhere."

Wolf Owl frowned and said, "I didn't restrict you. Didn't you go out today?"

Song Yi said softly, "You didn't restrict me, but you still have to send someone to watch over me."

"Of course, you're a prisoner. Do you really expect me to feed and care for you?"

Song Yi remained silent.

Recalling the pitiful state she had described of her father, Wolf Owl felt a surge of unease.

"Why are you so troublesome!"

Song Yi stood up and said, "Indeed, I'm a lot of trouble, so it's better to lock me up in jail."

"you!"

Wolf Owl also stood up. "The Khan locked you up, I brought you out, and now I'm letting you go back? If others find out, won't they think I'm a coward?"

"Since he's your father, what's wrong with being afraid of him?"

Wolf Owl sneered, "Some people used to say that my father was an eagle circling over the grassland, but even eagles grow old. Now I fly higher than my father, so why should I be afraid of him?"

Song Yi turned her head away and said softly, "I'm not interested in what's going on between you and your son."

Wolf Owl glared at her.

This feeling of punching cotton is really unpleasant, and he can't do anything about Song Yi.

Because he discovered that Song Yi seemed genuinely unconcerned about whether he would put her in jail.

"What exactly do you want? You used to be a palace maid, how about I turn you into a servant girl now?"

"With so many maids around you, you won't be watched by others, will you?"

In short, Song Yi was concerned about this matter.

Wolf Owl said coldly, "I'm telling you, you're concerned about these things, not so you're preparing to escape, are you?"

Song Yi laughed directly, raising an eyebrow and saying, "Didn't someone say before that even if they let me out, I wouldn't be able to escape? With such a vast grassland, if I really escape, what will become of your reputation?"

Her subtly provocative demeanor deepened Wolf Owl's gaze. He stared at Song Yi and said:

"You dare to provoke me? Believe me, I'll send ten men to watch you."

"Fine, the war is at its most intense now. You're doing this just to keep an eye on a weak woman like me. What will the Khan think if he finds out?"

Seeing that he was really about to get angry, Song Yi suddenly softened her voice and lowered her eyes.

"Looking at me is fine, but it makes me very uncomfortable. I used to be a palace maid, and I've never been treated like this before. I was always served by others. Looking at me like this, people who don't know me might think I'm yours."

She deliberately stopped talking halfway through her sentence.

(End of this chapter)