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

Chapter 217 Suddenly I Love You So Much

The palace servants nearby had obviously noticed it as well, and their expressions instantly turned strange.

Did His Majesty willingly choose to wear this, or did he wear it to please the Empress?
Either way, it's enough to overturn their perception of Jiang Lanye.

Eunuch Cao's lips twitched slightly as he said, "It's alright. His Majesty's medicine has just been brewed. Drink it while it's hot."

The two walked in.

As soon as she entered, Jiang Lanye reluctantly took off the flower wreath from her head.

Song Yi then realized what was happening and asked in surprise, "Why didn't you remind me just now? Or did you forget too? No wonder Eunuch Cao looked at you like he'd seen a ghost."

Hearing her say that, Jiang Lanye helplessly raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, saying, "I thought you were still angry."

Song Yi burst out laughing, took off the flower wreath in her hair, and laughed incessantly, gripping the edge of the table with one hand until her knuckles turned white, her laughter still not subsiding.

Jiang Lanye stood there blankly, letting her laugh at him, squinting at her and lightly touching his cheek with the tip of his tongue.

After she finished laughing, Jiang Lanye suddenly drank the bowl of exceptionally bitter medicine in one gulp. Then he pulled her up, ignoring her struggles, and pressed himself heavily against her. Not satisfied with that, he pinched her chin, forcing her to open her mouth slightly.

The bitter taste gradually spread in Song Yi's mouth.

Her eyes widened instantly. She had never felt that kissing was such a painful thing. She raised her hand and grabbed Jiang Lanye's wrist tightly, trying to pull his hand away.

Jiang Lanye simply placed both of her hands behind her back, pressing them against her waist, and firmly gripped both of her wrists with one hand.

Now Song Yi was truly unable to struggle and could only be forced to endure Jiang Lanye's revenge.

After a while.

He finally released Song Yi, whose legs went weak and her upper body collapsed onto the table. She immediately picked up a teacup, poured a whole cup of tea, and eagerly gulped it down.

It's so bitter, even more bitter than her life.

Jiang Lanye gently wiped the water stains from the corner of his lips with his thumb, then chuckled softly and asked deliberately:
Are you still laughing?

She downed another glass before she recovered. Still slumped on the table, she turned and glared at him, saying, "What are you laughing at? I'm dying of bitterness."

Jiang Lanye raised an eyebrow, walked over, and placed his hand on her back. His tone was calm, but carried a hint of warning.

Are you sure you want to talk to me like that?

Song Yi paused for two seconds, then realized what he meant and tried to sit up, but Jiang Lanye easily pushed him back down. He deliberately prevented Song Yi from getting up and chuckled softly, "Will you still laugh at me in the future?"

She realized that Jiang Lanye was someone she couldn't afford to offend. If he wanted revenge, he could probably come up with countless ways to carry it out in an instant. Song Yi was truly afraid.

"Stop laughing!"

Jiang Lanye looked into her eyes and, seeing her sincere attitude, withdrew his strength and helped her stand up.

Song Yi's cheeks flushed as she recalled what had just happened.
How could she be so naive? Knowing that Jiang Lanye was always thinking about shameful things, she still unintentionally did that pose.
into the night.

Jiang Lanye and Song Yi had just finished bathing and were sitting on the dragon bed waiting for the imperial physician to come and perform acupuncture on him.

Song Yi stared at Jiang Lanye's profile and noticed that his emotions seemed to have been stable for the past two days, and the so-called Gu that had entered his body and disturbed his emotions and mind seemed to have disappeared.

Jiang Lanye noticed her gaze and asked in a low voice, "What are you looking at?"

Song Yi leaned in and kissed him. "Didn't the Empress Dowager say that two new concubines would be entering the palace? When will they come?"

Jiang Lanye said calmly, "I don't know, and I don't care."

Seeing his eagerness to distance himself, Song Yi couldn't help but poke his cheek and laugh, "Really? This is someone who's supposed to be sent into your harem, and you haven't heard a thing?" "I've asked the Empress Dowager to handle it. This matter has nothing to do with me, and I don't care."

Song Yi couldn't help but laugh.

In fact, it would be a dream come true if his other half were the emperor of the world. It's something that most people wouldn't even dare to dream of. But Jiang Lanye was exceptionally self-aware. When faced with all the beauties that outsiders tried to put around him, he only had eyes for Song Yi.

Lost in thought, she suddenly threw herself into Jiang Lanye's arms.

Both of them, fresh from their baths, exuded a sweet fragrance. Song Yi's hair was loose as Jiang Lanye pulled her into his arms. His hand stroked her back as he whispered, "..."

"What does it mean that you suddenly hugged me?"

"It's just... I suddenly love you so much."

Jiang Lanye sometimes struggles to keep up with Song Yi's rapid-fire thinking, but hearing her say such things still puts Jiang Lanye in a good mood.

Unfortunately, the imperial physician arrived at this moment.

Song Yi nimbly slipped out of Jiang Lanye's arms.

For several days in a row, Song Yi forced Jiang Lanye to eat more. When he took off his nightgown again, it was obvious that he was not so thin anymore. The imperial physician looked him over and nodded with satisfaction.

The cloth wrapped around his waist was gone, leaving only a hideous and terrifying scar.

Song Yi's gaze fell on that spot, and she felt another pang of heartache.

The acupuncture went exceptionally well tonight. After the imperial physician left, Jiang Lanye was about to put on her nightgown when Song Yi suddenly stopped her.

Jiang Lanye paused, then asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Yi reached out and gently stroked the raised scar.

Although it had healed, the scar was not easy to fade, and it stood out conspicuously on his firm abdomen. The more Song Yi looked at it, the more distressed she became, and asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

He said it didn't hurt anymore, but Song Yi still didn't dare to use force. Her fingers gently brushed across the scar like a feather, and Jiang Lanye only felt itchy.

When he spoke again, his voice was hoarse.

"Sweetie, what's wrong?"

Song Yi suddenly leaned down, wanting only to kiss the scar. She brushed her hair aside, and the moment her warm lips touched the scar, Jiang Lanye let out a muffled groan.

He reached out and quickly grabbed Song Yi's wrist, breathing slightly heavily, his eyes filled with lust as he looked at her.

"Don't move around."

Song Yi was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly helped him put on his nightgown, saying, "Alright, alright, go to sleep."

Jiang Lanye: "."

He felt that he would have to sleep on the low couch again tonight.

But seeing Song Yi's concerned eyes, he could only sigh softly in the end, helplessly pulling her into his arms, kissing her hairline, and saying, "Sleep."

Song Yi's cheeks flushed; she had just been overcome with emotion, and seeing the scar left behind made her feel so heartbroken.

(End of this chapter)