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

Chapter 188 Threatening Song Yi
Seeing that the wolf owl had gone far away, Song Yi lowered the curtain he had lifted and walked in the opposite direction from him until he reached a small, slightly raised mound. Only then did the carrier pigeon fly over.

Song Yi looked around warily, and after making sure no one was around, she quickly took the note down. Her intuition told her that the note wouldn't be long this time. She unfolded it and glanced at it; it only had the word "comfort" written on it.

She tore the note to shreds and threw it into the vast meadow, then walked back thoughtfully.

comfort?

It must be that Jiang Lanye's emotions are unstable again. Come to think of it, he saw with his own eyes that he was hanging in mid-air and that Lang Xiao carried her back.
Thinking of how Jiang Lanye rushed to save her despite his injuries, only to find that they didn't even exchange a glance, separated by such a great distance that they couldn't even see each other's faces clearly.

Jiang Lanye must be very sad after he goes back.

Thinking of this, Song Yi felt a pang of sadness. He was clearly the person who needed him the most.
Wolf Owl had only been gone a short while and wouldn't be back anytime soon, so, just like last time, he picked up the paper and pen from the low table, thought for a long time, and then wrote:
"The doubts about me have been dispelled. I'm fine now, unharmed. How are you?"

After writing this sentence, Song Yi pursed her lips and suddenly wondered if Jiang Lanye was jealous.
She was somewhat embarrassed, and quickly explained in the letter:

"I'm just using Wolf Owl, it's not that kind of intimate relationship, don't overthink it."

However, she felt that even if she wrote it like this, Jiang Lanye probably wouldn't be happy after reading it.

Song Yi racked her brains and decided she should try to coax Jiang Lanye. After a moment's thought, she picked up her pen again:
"When I get back, remember to wash yourself clean so I can pounce on you and feel if you've lost weight."

After writing that sentence, Song Yi folded the letter with satisfaction. She could already imagine Jiang Lanye's expression when he saw the last sentence. In fact, she often said a lot of nonsense, which she wanted to say to tease Jiang Lanye.

However, he always took it seriously, and if it really came down to a fight, Song Yi was no match for him. So she could only suppress herself and avoid saying anything inappropriate.

Song Yi grinned, feeling like a fool, and suddenly unfolded the letter again.

She simply drew a stick figure with one leg bent and both arms raised above its head, making a heart shape.

Jiang Lanye should be able to understand her paintings, right?
Most paintings in this world are landscape paintings, so my style is indeed a bit abstract.

She didn't think too much about it. This time she really folded it properly. Humming a song, she walked out, passed the note to the carrier pigeon, and was in a great mood.

Turning her head, Song Yi saw two maids walking towards her. Her heart skipped a beat, but she forced herself to remain calm and asked:
"what happened?"

"The Khan wants to see you."

Song Yi frowned. Her body instincts were rejecting the man, but she couldn't refuse him.

She followed two maids into the largest tent in the center. The two maids led her inside, where the Khan was sitting in the center of a chair, surrounded by animal skulls and teeth.

The Khan's eyes were sharper than an eagle's, scrutinizing her as he asked:
"What's going on between you and Xiao'er?"

Song Yi hesitated for a moment, then said, "Now I am the young master's maid."

"A maid? What maid would drag him around aimlessly?"

After a long silence, Song Yi cautiously said, "If the Khan is not satisfied, I will not do it again."

Before she could finish speaking, the Khan raised his hand to stop her from saying anything more.

“Xiao’er believes you have no problems. I don’t believe you. If I, the Khan, discover that you are using Xiao’er, then this scimitar will sever your neck without mercy. I mean what I say, and your head will fall to the ground in the blink of an eye.”

The Khan raised the scimitar beside him.

Song Yi glanced at it, then deliberately pretended to tremble all over, and quickly said:
"Yes, this servant wouldn't dare."

"get out."

Song Yi walked out and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the Khan had only threatened her before summoning her.

When Song Yi turned a corner on his way back, he crashed directly into Wolf Owl.

Wolf Owl had just heard from the maid that the Khan was extremely anxious upon seeing Song Yi and wanted to rush over to see what had happened. He was about to burst into a tirade when he saw it was Song Yi and quickly said:

"Are you okay?"

Song Yi rubbed her shoulder; Lang Xiao was too sturdy, and the impact had hurt her.

"I'm fine."

"What did the Khan tell you?"

Song Yi glanced at him but didn't respond. She simply said, "Let's go inside and talk."

Seeing Song Yi's expression, Wolf Owl felt inexplicably nervous and quickly followed her inside, eagerly asking, "What exactly did you say?"

Song Yi looked at him, half helpless and half weary, and said:
"Wolf Owl, what exactly is our relationship now?"

Wolf Owl's expression froze for a moment, then he stammered, "You are my maid."

"But no maid would take the young master out for a stroll, would she? The Khan knows about this too. He suspects that I have ulterior motives and am deliberately getting close to you. But... I was captured by you. You know best what the situation is."

Wolf Owl was immediately annoyed and was about to charge out, saying:

"I'm going to go and explain things to my father!"

"Eh"

Song Yi suddenly reached out and took his hand.

Feeling the soft, warm touch on the back of her hand, Wolf Owl stiffened and turned to look at her.

Song Yi withdrew his hand and said, "If you clash with the Khan repeatedly because of me, I'm afraid that one day I might be suddenly killed by the Khan without you even knowing it."

Wolf Owl slumped his shoulders in dejection, and Song Yi vaguely seemed to see his wolf tail drooping listlessly, swaying back and forth.

"The Khan is right. I am just your maid, so what happened today is inappropriate. In the future, I will be the same as them."

"No."

He suddenly said.

Song Yi was pressuring him to say those words, so she immediately raised an eyebrow, forced a smile, and asked:

"Why not? Wolf Owl, I don't think I'm your maid."

"Isn't being your personal maid enough?"

Song Yi laughed: "What is a personal maid? But no matter what, I am a maid, and it's not appropriate for us to be getting along like this."

She was urging Wolf Owl to realize his own feelings and gain more of his trust, so that it would be easier to take action.

Wolf Owl frowned; the answer was almost obvious, but he still hesitated, stammering, "..."
"You, you've said that, I really don't know how to answer. Please give me two more days, I'll think about it carefully."

(End of this chapter)