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

Chapter 214 So sickeningly sweet! [Bonus Chapter]

Seeing that Song Yi remained silent, a smile gradually appeared in Jiang Lanye's eyes. Recalling the names she had used earlier, he tentatively called out to her:
"Yiyi, my baby?"

His voice was deep and playful, with a slight upward inflection at the end, like a small hook scratching at the heart.

Song Yi felt her face burn instantly. She had always found such a term of endearment extremely cheesy, but it sounded strangely alluring coming from Jiang Lanye's mouth.

She immediately stammered, "You...you shouldn't call me that."

Jiang Lanye paused, then said, "Then let's call her Baby Yiyi?"

She had never been called that before, so she immediately pounced on him, placing one knee between his legs, covering his mouth with her hand, and glancing around guiltily.

"It's only because there are no palace servants here now. If there were other people around, you dare to shout like that and see what happens."

Her threat was harmless. Jiang Lanye felt her soft hand covering his mouth and suddenly tentatively kissed her palm.

Song Yi shuddered and quickly withdrew her hand.

He's getting worse and worse. Song Yi realized she'd fallen for his trick and tried to put her legs off the chair, but Jiang Lanye suddenly stretched out his long arm, wrapped it around her waist, and forced her back onto the chair.

Song Yi's eyes showed some panic. At least they were outside, not in the Golden Palace. Inside the palace, no one could see what he did. But this was all open space. If someone happened to pass by, they would see everything.

Anyone who didn't know better would think that she was deliberately pressing him down in a chair and oppressing him during the day, while His Majesty was recuperating, and intentionally teasing him.

"Let go, someone's coming soon."

Jiang Lanye glanced behind her. "Nobody's here."

His hands gripped her lower back firmly, pulling her closer to him.

Before Song Yi could react, his lips were already pressed against hers.

Suddenly kissed, her body went limp, and she had no strength left to struggle. She could only helplessly clutch his dragon robe. Only when she caught her breath did Jiang Lanye release her, whispering in her ear again:

"My dear Yiyi, from now on only I can call you that."

As soon as she finished speaking, a crisp sound of something falling and shattering on the ground came from behind Song Yi.

She was startled and stepped out of Jiang Lanye's embrace. As soon as she regained her balance, she turned her head and saw that it was Consort Ning and her maid standing to the side watching them.

Consort Ning was holding a bowl of soup. The crisp sound just now came from the plate falling to the ground, and the cut fruit also fell to the ground.

Seeing Consort Ning's unpleasant expression, Song Yi raised an eyebrow.

As expected, Consort Ning had seen the scene of Jiang Lanye kissing her clearly.

"How did you come?"

Consort Ning regained her senses and forced a smile, saying, "Greetings, Your Majesty, Your Highness. Just now, I accidentally dropped the plate, disturbing Your Majesty."

Jiang Lanye was annoyed that someone had suddenly interrupted his mood and was about to speak when he remembered what Song Yi had told him.

Song Yi didn't want him to interfere or meddle.

Song Yi smiled faintly, looking at the fruit scattered on the ground, and said, "What a coincidence! Just now His Majesty was about to be intimate with me when you lost your grip on the plate and dropped it. It really startled me." Consort Ning was immediately a little embarrassed and said, "Your Majesty didn't expect to see it by accident, so I was startled."

After saying that, she walked over, placed the bowl of soup on the table, and looked at Jiang Lanye, saying:

"Your Majesty did not expect to actually come to the vicinity of Yiyue Palace. When I found out, I immediately made a soup myself. This is a soup that my mother used to drink often. I also added some goji berries at the end, which is perfect for replenishing qi and blood."

This kind of soup usually needs to be simmered for at least an hour. Song Yi glanced at the bloodshot eyes of Consort Ning and knew that she must have started simmering it early in the morning.

So Song Yi answered for Jiang Lanye: "Consort Ning is very kind, but matters like stewing soup can be left to the Imperial Kitchen."

She pursed her lips, feeling a little frustrated that Jiang Lanye hadn't turned to look at her, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, how can the intention behind cooking be the same as when someone else cooks it?"

"You're right. I appreciate your kindness on behalf of His Majesty. When you leave, please remember to clean up the fallen fruit. It wouldn't be good if someone accidentally slipped on it."

She had only just arrived, and Song Yi was already in a hurry to send her away?
Consort Ning's face turned pale. She looked at Jiang Lanye again and said softly, "Your Majesty, it will get cold when the sun is about to set, and the wind will blow at night. So Your Majesty should go back early to avoid catching a cold after being in the sun, which would be bad for your health."

"Ah."

Consort Ning really couldn't stand it anymore, but she really didn't want to leave.

She didn't know how many days Jiang Lanye would stay near her Yiyue Palace. If he didn't come again, it wouldn't be so easy for her to see him again.

Song Yi had no intention of wasting Consort Ning's good intentions. After all, the soup was indeed quite good. The broth was rich and flavorful, and the oil on the surface had been carefully separated. It would be a waste not to drink it. Moreover, Jiang Lanye really needed to drink more nourishing soup right now.

So she picked it up and, in front of Consort Ning, first tasted it herself. Finding the taste to be fine, she then sat down next to Jiang Lanye and said, "It's not too hot, just right to drink."

After saying that, she scooped up a spoonful and placed it to Jiang Lanye's lips.

Jiang Lanye didn't open his mouth, staring at her face in deep thought for a long time.

What was Song Yi's intention in doing this? Was he testing whether he could drink or not? Logically speaking, he shouldn't drink; what if Song Yi got angry if he did?
But she kept holding the spoon like that.

Jiang Lanye suddenly asked in a hoarse voice, "Goodness, can I drink or not?"

Song Yi's hand suddenly trembled.

What did he call her?
Weren't you calling me "treasure" just a moment ago? How come you've changed your address so quickly?
She really shouldn't have talked nonsense in front of Jiang Lanye.

"Yes, you can drink it. Drink it quickly. This soup is very good. You can't drink it if it gets cold."

She tried to appear calm as she answered, but her ears were already burning red.

What exactly is Jiang Lanye trying to do? It's one thing to shout it in private, but now that there are outsiders present, he's shouting it so obsequiously.

Consort Ning was clearly stunned. Her long nail clippers dug into her palm, causing her great pain, but it couldn't hide the bitterness rising in her heart.

Would someone as aloof and noble as His Majesty use such a cloyingly sweet form of address?

They call each other that normally, so what about in private?
The thought that Song Yi monopolized all of His Majesty's affections made Consort Ning's eyes turn red with jealousy.

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