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

Chapter 205 Attack
She was starting to wonder whether the acupuncture the imperial physician was using was effective or not, since Jiang Lanye didn't seem to have changed at all.

"Oh right, clay figure! Bring it to me quickly, I need to see what it looks like."

Jiang Lanye reluctantly got off the dragon bed and took the wooden box.

The box was lined with a soft cloth, and the clay figure lay quietly inside. Strangely, even after so much time had passed, there wasn't a single crack on its surface.

As if sensing her question, Jiang Lanye explained, "Before I left, I specifically instructed the palace maids to take good care of it."

Song Yi smiled slightly, closed the box with satisfaction, placed it on the table, and winked, saying, "Alright, you can go to sleep now."

Jiang Lanye suddenly whispered, "I want it."

Song Yi was taken aback, then deliberately put on a stern face and said, "No, you promised you would listen to me."

Jiang Lanye glanced at her, then lay down in a huff, pulling the blanket over himself.

Song Yi suppressed a laugh and leaned closer, "It can't be that bad, you're angry?"

Jiang Lanye actually kept a distance from her, turning his back to her the whole time, and didn't even want to open his eyes.

Song Yi extinguished the candle and whispered, "Turn around and hold me while you sleep."

He remained silent.

This had never happened before. Song Yi knew he was feeling uncomfortable and refused to hug her. She smiled and fell asleep.

An hour later, she fell asleep. Beside her, Jiang Lanye came closer, groped her body, and pulled her into his arms.

It's just past midnight.

Jiang Lanye was caught in a nightmare.

For the past few years, his dreams had all been about his mother, but this time it was completely different.

He dreamed of Song Yi and the wolf owl.

On the boundless grassland, Song Yi wore a skirt of the Northern Qiang people, and her hair was braided in the style of Lang Xiao. She wore a lot of silver ornaments around her neck. She and Lang Xiao walked hand in hand on the grassland aimlessly.

The scene shifts, and he dreams of Song Yi and Lang Xiao dressed in wedding attire. Amidst cheers and congratulations from the crowd, they look at each other and smile, raising their glasses with happy smiles on their faces. Song Yi's smile is particularly radiant as she drinks the wine in one gulp.

She became Wolf Owl's woman.

The voices of others seemed to keep echoing in his mind, constantly reminding him that Song Yi and Lang Xiao were in love. He felt angry, aggrieved, and fearful. These emotions were suddenly amplified. He struggled to pull Song Yi back, but for some reason, he could never catch her.

Her smile kept getting closer and then away, constantly reminding him that she no longer belonged to him.

Headache, an excruciating headache.

His breathing suddenly deepened, and he curled up in pain.

Song Yi suddenly woke up and realized that she had developed the ability to wake up immediately at the slightest noise while sleeping with Jiang Lanye.

"Jiang Lanye, Jiang Lanye, what's wrong with you?"

She leaned closer, puzzled, and heard him calling her name.

She frowned slightly. Jiang Lanye seemed to be trapped in a nightmare and couldn't wake up. She immediately leaned in, kissed his lips, and pinched his ear, which finally woke him up.

Jiang Lanye suddenly opened his eyes, breathing heavily. The first thing he saw was the person he had longed for but could never have in his dreams, right in front of him. He raised his hand, grabbed Song Yi's wrist, and instantly lifted her arm above his head, flipping her over and pinning her down. A strange light gleamed in his eyes. "Jiang Lanye, are you awake now?"

He seemed to be awake, but not quite fully conscious.

Just like that day in the tent, he tore at Song Yi's clothes with his other hand, repeatedly asking, "Who do you love?"

Song Yi couldn't stop him; he was incredibly strong, and her hands were firmly restrained. She could only let him grope her body haphazardly, saying, "Of course I love you, so what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Lanye was no longer listening to Song Yi.

Unable to move her hand, Song Yi could only raise her head and bite his Adam's apple.

Jiang Lanye groaned, his eyes filled with a terrifying desire as he looked at her.

Seeing that he still wouldn't let go, Song Yi moved to another spot and, imitating him, bit his collarbone hard.

She was incredibly strong, showing no mercy, because she knew that Jiang Lanye was in a dangerous state and would rather he suffer a little pain, as long as he could regain consciousness.

It wasn't until Song Yi felt her teeth were aching that Jiang Lanye finally released her wrist and gently stroked her hair in a comforting gesture.

"Jiang Lanye? Are you alright?"

He sighed silently and said, "Alright."

Then, he gently straightened Song Yi's nightgown and whispered in her ear, "I'm sorry, did I scare you?"

Song Yi shook her head and, by the moonlight, saw that his eyes were indeed clear. Only then did she feel relieved and said, "Since that's the case, then you should get off me now. I'm uncomfortable with you pressing on me like this."

Jiang Lanye responded again and hugged her tightly.

"Jiang Lanye, what dream did you have?"

“I dreamt that you were with Wolf Owl, that you didn’t want me anymore, that you abandoned me.”

"But why? I was the one who met and fell in love with you first, so why should he take you away?"

He tightened his grip on Song Yi's waist, pressed her head down, and gently inhaled the unique fragrance emanating from her body. He said in a hoarse voice, "I will not give you up. You can only love me."

Song Yi helplessly comforted him: "Of course, how could I abandon you? You're overthinking things again."

"You really haven't kissed him?"

"No, really no. He was the same way when he was caught, and he's back to his original state."

Jiang Lanye remained silent for a long while before slipping his hand inside her clothes.

"You're so good to him, doesn't he ever have any ulterior motives towards you?"

Song Yi hadn't expected that she would have to explain her relationship with Lang Xiao to Jiang Lanye in the middle of the night. Even though she was so sleepy that her eyelids were trembling, she still had to carefully consider what she was saying.

"You say I'm good, and I think I'm good too, so there must be a lot of people who have ulterior motives towards me. But I only like you. Don't you feel a sense of accomplishment? So many people like me, but I belong to you."

She deliberately said playfully that she felt these words were a bit shameless, but they were perfect for coaxing Jiang Lanye.

Jiang Lanye slightly curled the corners of his lips, "But many people like me, yet I belong to you alone. How can you not worry at all that I might be taken away?"

Song Yi was silent for a moment. Who could take him away from him?
Three years ago, she was young and fearless, daring to tease him again and again, which finally won him over. An ordinary person would have been doomed by the first step.