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

Chapter 197 Jiang Lanye came to save her

The sharp hairpin in her hand was stained with a lot of blood, which was slowly dripping from its tip. Seeing this, the maids around her all stood around her, not daring to make any rash moves.

When Song Yi looked over again, she saw that Zuo Sheng was only seriously injured. He was struggling to fend off the attacks of the people around him, and then he thrust his sword forward with fierce moves.

Only then did she realize that Zuo Sheng wasn't even wearing armor. His appearance clearly showed that he was determined to die!
Zuo Sheng knew that after this battle, he would have no face to face His Majesty and would not want to return to the capital. Therefore, he adopted a do-or-die attitude in an attempt to atone for his sins.

Song Yi was a little anxious, but she couldn't help much. She looked around, took a torch from a nearby pillar, and threw it at the Khan. The flames instantly ignited the fabric on his back. The Khan turned around, saw it, and immediately lay down on the ground, rolling twice.

Because of this, Zuo Sheng was able to catch his breath for a moment. He looked in Song Yi's direction and saw a soldier approaching Song Yi from behind with a knife in hand, but Song Yi was completely unprepared.

In a moment of panic, he shouted, "Your Highness, watch out behind you!"

Song Yi dodged the soldier's attack with a quick movement, then immediately grabbed a maidservant to shield herself. The maidservant screamed in fright.

Neither of them noticed that the moment Zuo Sheng called out "Your Majesty," the Khan and Wolf Owl's expressions changed instantly.

Song Yi was actually the emperor's woman from the Central Plains! She had been disguising herself here for so long, pretending to be an ordinary palace maid!
After the fire on the Khan's back was extinguished, he rushed forward, grabbed Song Yi by the neck with his large hand, and said sternly, "If you come any closer, I'll kill her!"

Upon seeing this, Wolf Owl's expression changed drastically: "Father."

The Khan roared, "You damned bastard! Now focus on dealing with him!"

He was incredibly strong, even able to lift Song Yi off the ground. Song Yi felt as if her neck was about to be crushed by him. Her hands flailing wildly in the air, touching his iron-like fingers, she couldn't pry them open no matter how hard she tried.

Her face gradually became flushed and red, and her vision blurred intermittently.

Song Yi gripped the hairpin in her right hand tightly. She could no longer see what was in front of her. She raised her arm and stabbed down with all her might!

The blow struck the Khan's arm, causing him to cry out in pain and release Song Yi.

Song Yi pulled out the hairpin, dropped it to the ground, and desperately gasped for air as if she had just escaped a disaster.

Chaos reigned all around, with the sounds of soldiers shouting and weapons clashing, and maids screaming and running away. Sparks flew everywhere. Song Yi managed to get up and saw that Lang Xiao was still fighting with Zuo Sheng.

The Khan recovered from the pain and looked at Song Yi. He immediately rushed forward. He knew that Song Yi was extremely important to them. As long as Song Yi was subdued, they would not act rashly.

He rushed over, grabbed Song Yi's wrist tightly, and twisted it slightly to the side. Song Yi cried out in pain, and the hairpin in her hand fell to the ground.

"Your Highness, the Imperial Concubine? Excellent! Absolutely wonderful!"

His eyes were bloodshot and terrifying as he stared intently at Song Yi. His tall figure almost enveloped Song Yi completely. Song Yi looked at him in horror, her whole body trembling uncontrollably, feeling as if he was about to crush her wrist bones.

"Your Imperial Concubine is in my hands. You'd better stop now, or I'll kill her right now!"

Song Yi glared at him, breathing heavily, and said, "Do you think that after fighting for so long, everyone will stop because of me alone! Khan, you are already at your last gasp. It would be better to surrender than to end up dying a miserable death!"

"you shut up!"

He couldn't help but roar. Seeing the soldiers rushing towards him, he still wouldn't let go of Song Yi. Grabbing her arm, he kicked two or three soldiers to the ground. Then, he picked up his curved sword and pressed the sharp blade against her slender neck with such force that it cut her skin, and blood slowly flowed out. Song Yi closed her eyes in despair, murmuring, "Even if you kill me, you will still lose!"

The voice just fell.

"call out--"

A sharp arrow shot from the darkness not far away, its whistling sound tearing through the night, its cold light drawing a sharp arc.

The Khan's pupils contracted sharply, and he instinctively turned his head to dodge, but the arrow still grazed his cheek, leaving a bloody mark.

He dodged it in a fluster, breaking out in a cold sweat.

who is it? !
Song Yi seemed to sense something and stared intently at the direction from which the arrow had just flown.

In the firelight, on a hillside not far away, a tall figure stood on horseback, his longbow just lowered.

It's Jiang Lanye!

Immediately afterwards, Xie Ling and his men led a large number of soldiers in and stormed in. They were unstoppable, and their pent-up anger from the past few days finally erupted. They raised their swords and charged in for revenge, for their country and its people.

At the rear of the group, Jiang Lanye, clad in silver armor, had swapped his bow and arrows for his own longsword, and was riding a steed, his gaze fixed intently on Song Yi.

The person she had been separated from for so long was now wearing the dress that the Northern Qiang people wore for their weddings. She had put on gorgeous makeup, and her bright eyes were filled with tears. The night wind was howling, making her fiery red skirt flutter.

The moment their eyes met, they each saw a myriad of thoughts in the other's eyes.

The Khan also sensed something, narrowed his eyes at Jiang Lanye, and said in a deep voice, "You are the Emperor of the Central Plains."

Jiang Lanye nodded slightly, his gaze never falling on Song Yi's face, but fixed on her, and said coldly, "Let her go."

The Khan suddenly chuckled briefly, "The Imperial Concubine is in my hands now. How about we have a proper negotiation? Otherwise, I'll kill her!"

Jiang Lanye finally turned her gaze to his face, but her expression was indifferent as she said directly, "You are not qualified to negotiate with me."

"Is that so? Even if the woman in my arms right now is your woman, you still don't have the right!"

After saying that, he pulled Song Yi into his arms, pinched her cheeks, and forced her to look up.

“Look closely, she’s crying so pitifully. If you had come a moment later, she would already be one of our Northern Qiang women.”

Song Yi held back her tears, which welled up in her eyes but stubbornly refused to fall.

"Besides, she and Xiao'er have been spending a very sweet time together these days. How about it? By bringing troops here rashly, you are ruining their happy occasion."

The Khan tried to provoke him with words, but Jiang Lanye remained unmoved.

(End of this chapter)