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

Chapter 213 Nasty Nicknames

He wrapped his arms around Song Yi's waist and pulled her onto his lap. Song Yi immediately tried to stand up, but Jiang Lanye pressed her down again. This happened several times until she was too weak to stand and could only glare at Jiang Lanye resentfully. Only then did Jiang Lanye take her hand, kiss it twice, and ask softly, "What's wrong?"

"Who has upset my concubine, hmm?"

Song Yi bit his fingertip and saw her teeth marks on it, which made her feel a little better. She looked at Jiang Lanye and said, "Tell me, whose person are you?"

Jiang Lanye chuckled softly, stroking Song Yi's soft waist, and said earnestly, "I am yours."

She gave a soft hum, her body went completely limp, and she nestled lazily in his arms, saying, "Then it's alright."

I was angry, so I asked this question, and after answering it, everything was fine.

Jiang Lanye was still a little worried, so he carefully observed Song Yi.

Her eyes weren't red, her clothes were exceptionally neat, and her hair looked smooth, as if she had combed it in the morning.

"Have you been wronged?"

Song Yi glanced at him: "Do you think that's possible? Who could possibly wrong me? I am the Imperial Concubine."

Did Consort Ning upset you?

Song Yi remained silent.

It seems so.

Jiang Lanye kissed her cheek and whispered, "What did she do to offend you? Tell me, and I will stand up for you."

Hearing him say that, Song Yi said, "You don't need to worry about it. You work so hard every day, this little thing doesn't need your help. This is a war between her and me."

Hearing her use the word "war," Jiang Lanye inexplicably wanted to laugh again.

Seeing him smile, Song Yi said seriously, "I'm telling you, it's not a big deal. You just met her father today. If you punish her now, it will be hard to explain to the court."

Jiang Lanye casually played with her hand, pinching her knuckles, and said in a low voice, "Alright, since my beloved consort is so considerate of me, I can't be ungrateful. I won't interfere in this matter, but there's one thing."

"what?"

"If you have been wronged, I will certainly not sit idly by."

Song Yi smiled and asked, "Are we still going to look at the memorials today?"

"I won't look anymore. I'll obey you. Whatever you tell me to do, I'll do."

Song Yi was quite satisfied with his reply. She got up from him, found a cloak, carefully put it on him, and said, "In a little while, tell the palace servants to bring a chair. Let's go see if there's a good place to sunbathe near Yiyue Palace."

The early spring sun is just right, its rays warming you gently without being too hot, and you don't have to worry about getting a tan.

"Yiyue Palace?"

Jiang Lanye raised an eyebrow slightly. "If I remember correctly, that is Consort Ning's palace."

Song Yi glanced at him and said, "Your Majesty has a very good memory."

"Since she said that last time, there must really be a good place. Let's go take a look."

Jiang Lanye did not move.

"Let's go."

He suddenly hugged Song Yi from behind, kissed her earlobe, and said in a low, husky voice, "Although I am happy to see my beloved concubine jealous, I still don't want to see you force yourself."

"I didn't, it's all for your own good, let's go." She took Jiang Lanye's arm and walked out.

The scenery near Yiyue Palace is quite beautiful. To the east, there is a very small pavilion surrounded by green plants. There are no trees, so the sun is not blocked. There is only a cobblestone path leading to the pavilion. The surroundings are very quiet, and almost no one walks by. Occasionally, you can hear the rustling of the leaves in the wind.

Song Yi looked at it and was somewhat satisfied. She carefully moved the chair to ensure that the sun could shine on it. Then she sat down and felt it for a while, comfortably squinting her eyes. Then she stood up and said, "Go sit down."

Two palace maids carried some hot tea and walnut cakes with donkey-hide gelatin to replenish qi and blood, placed them on a stone table to the side, and then immediately withdrew.

Since ascending the throne, Jiang Lanye had never experienced such a day. He sat there, letting the sunlight shine on him, and felt a rare warmth in the world.

Song Yi couldn't resist tasting a piece of pastry, then immediately picked up another and stuffed it into his mouth, muttering under her breath:
"Why is it so hard to nourish your body? You eat donkey-hide gelatin every day and drink ginseng soup, but your lips are still pale."

Jiang Lanye looked at Song Yi, a smile playing on his lips, and whispered, "Come here, let me hold you."

"You're sunbathing, why are you hugging me?"

However, she knew that Jiang Lanye just wanted to stick to her, so she laboriously moved the small stone stool next to her over, sat down next to him, carefully wrapped the cloak around his body, and looked at him with her chin in her hands.

Jiang Lanye smiled, reached out and gently stroked Song Yi's head, and said, "This is so boring. Tell me about your world."

Song Yi thought for a moment, and since she had nothing else to do, she cleared her throat and said leisurely:
“When I was young, I was in a similar situation to you. I lost my parents at a young age, but I was luckier than you. I met some very good people, found a decent job that was relatively easy, and I earned quite a bit of money. I rented a room by myself and lived alone. Occasionally, I would buy some food and cook at my aunt’s house.”

She winked mischievously at Jiang Lanye: "I've always been lively and talkative since I was little, so wherever I go, many people like me and are very satisfied with me."

Jiang Lanye thought for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "Does any man like you?"

Song Yi: "...I think so."

She is still very popular.

Seeing that Jiang Lanye's expression was about to change, she quickly pounced on him and kissed him on the lips.

"But I only like you."

Jiang Lanye's expression finally softened.

He initially didn't believe Song Yi's stories about another world, thinking she was talking nonsense. But now, he believed everything. Similarly, he was very curious about Song Yi's upbringing.

Jiang Lanye wanted to know everything about her past.

"In your world, what do people with a relationship like yours usually do?"

Song Yi was surprised that he would ask this question, scratched his head, and found it difficult to explain.

After all, there are many things you can do on a date, but the problem is that Jiang Lanye has never seen them before and has no way of understanding them.

Jiang Lanye's eyes flickered slightly. Thinking of Song Yi's "darling" that she had blurted out last time, he asked again, "Is there any special nickname for you?"

"Yes, I guess. People call me 'baby,' 'darling,' or something like that a lot, or maybe 'my sweetheart' or 'my darling.'"

Jiang Lanye stared at her thoughtfully and asked, "Why do you call me that? Even the baby can understand, but the former..."

Song Yi quickly replied, "How would I know? Maybe when you like someone, you just think they're cute and then you call them 'baby.' That kind of nickname is actually quite cheesy."

Jiang Lanye raised his hand and pinched her earlobe, asking seriously, "Then may I call you that?"

Song Yi: "."

Oh my god, why did she have to chat with Jiang Lanye about her world!
(End of this chapter)