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

Chapter 225 The two newcomers meet Jiang Lanye

Song Yi pretended to pounce on him and bite him again, but Jiang Lanye gently patted Song Yi's buttocks as if giving him a warning and said in a low voice, "Alright, stop fooling around."

It's almost time for breakfast now. Song Yi deliberately winked at him and said, "After you finish your medicine, go sunbathe. Otherwise, if you don't go for two days in a row, Consort Ning will miss you."

Jiang Lanye chuckled, intending to teach Song Yi a lesson, but Song Yi seemed to have sensed his intention and ran away in a flash.

After watching Jiang Lanye drink the medicine, Song Yi suddenly picked up a soft pillow made of Chinese herbs. Jiang Lanye stared at it for a while and then asked, "What is this?"

"This was just brought in by Eunuch Cao. He said it was made by a physician from the Imperial Hospital. This stuff can calm the mind. If you use it for a long time, your emotions may not fluctuate as much."

After saying that, she hugged Jiang Lanye's pillow with one hand and took his arm with the other, and went out with him.

When Eunuch Cao saw the two leave, his face was filled with smiles. But when he saw Jiang Lanye's figure, which was noticeably thinner than before, he felt a pang of sadness.

If His Majesty were in good health, how wonderful it would be if the two of them could return to the palace and live out their lives together. But fate is cruel, and nothing is ever perfect.

Song Yi instructed the palace servants to change to a more comfortable recliner, put a pillow on it, and let Jiang Lan lie down and sunbathe in the middle of the night.

"Jiang Lanye, the imperial physician will be coming to take your pulse again tomorrow."

Jiang Lanye's eyes flickered slightly as he stared at her clearly tense and anxious gaze, and he whispered reassuringly, "Don't be afraid, things will turn out well."

Song Yi pursed her lips. "I should be the one telling you this, and it will have a good outcome."

But sometimes, when she looked at Jiang Lanye's pale lips and saw the occasional signs of fatigue on his face, she couldn't help but let her mind wander.

In reality, she was never as confident and composed as Jiang Lanye perceived her to be.

She was terrified.

At this moment, inside Chang Le Palace.

Consort Meng and Consort Shen looked excitedly at their private palace, holding hands and whispering, "This is wonderful! We've always dreamed of living together since we were little. We never imagined that entering the palace would not only allow us to be together, but also..."

Consort Meng was quite happy and said excitedly, "Sister, this must have been arranged by His Majesty. His Majesty knows that our two families are on good terms, so he specially arranged for us to live together. His Majesty is so thoughtful."

Shen Zhaoyi pursed her lips, recalling the voice of Jiang Lanye that she had heard that morning, and couldn't help but start to fantasize.

"It's a real pity that we haven't even met His Majesty yet, and we don't even know what His Majesty looks like."

Consort Meng chuckled, pinched her cheek, and said, "Get yourself ready in a bit, then go out for a stroll. This palace is so big, be careful not to get lost when you leave the palace, and you might even run into His Majesty!"

"His Majesty is so busy with state affairs, he probably only stays in the Golden Palace, right?"

"Then let's go to the Golden Palace and sit for a while. It shouldn't be considered a disturbance."

Shen Zhaoyi was somewhat tempted by her words and immediately said, "Okay, then let's pack up as soon as possible."

The items that Song Yi instructed the palace servants to send arrived quickly. They were mostly fine fabrics and jewelry. The furnishings in the room were all selected with the help of the chief eunuch of the Imperial Household Department.

The two of them, accompanied only by the maids they had brought from their own residence, went out together.

Consort Ning was truly undeterred by setbacks. Seeing Jiang Lanye reclining in the sun, she took out an exquisitely embroidered purse from her waist and said gently:

"Your Majesty, this purse contains some dried mimosa flowers, as well as a small amount of Chinese medicinal herbs that can relieve depression and calm the mind. I made it especially for you."

Jiang Lanye slowly opened his eyes, looked at Consort Ning, and said, "I told you before that you don't need to do such trivial things." Consort Ning smiled and sat down.

"But I can only do these small things. In fact, I also want to accompany Your Majesty and be the one who can take care of Your Majesty every day, but this position does not seem to belong to me."

As she spoke, she glanced at Song Yi.

Song Yi ignored her completely, reached out to carefully cover Jiang Lanye with the thin blanket, and asked softly, "There's some red date and longan tea brewed in the small pot, would you like some later?"

Jiang Lanye looked at her, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Okay."

Seeing that her words were completely ignored, Consort Ning took a deep breath, clenched the purse in her hand, and said, "Your Majesty knows that you don't need such a small purse, but this is my heartfelt gift. If Your Majesty doesn't like it, you can throw it away."

Jiang Lanye sat up. His laziness over the past few days had diminished the sharp aura he used to possess, and Consort Ning felt that she was not as afraid of him as before.

He lifted his eyelids and said calmly, "Have you ever seen what I wear on my waist?"

Consort Ning hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped herself.

They did have it before, that dragon-patterned jade pendant, but now it seems that Song Yi has carefully put it away, and neither of them is wearing it.

"Does Your Majesty not like to hang a purse? Then please put it aside."

Seeing Consort Ning's insistence, Song Yi frowned slightly and asked in a low voice, "Should we accept it?"

Jiang Lanye knew what Consort Ning thought of him, and because of this, he was also very clear about what his attitude towards her meant each time. If he accepted her, it would only make her more and more unyielding in the future.

"Consort Ning, take it back. I have no need for it."

Rejected again, Consort Ning's expression faltered slightly. She tossed her hair as a cover-up and gave a soft reply.

not far away.

Consort Meng linked arms with Consort Shen and said excitedly, "Sister, did you see that just now? There are so many flowers in the Imperial Garden! I thought the flowers in my house were already a lot, but they are not even half as many as those in the Imperial Garden."

Consort Shen was slightly more composed than her. She smiled helplessly, looking at the towering buildings around her, a strange light gleaming in her eyes, and murmured, "Of course, after all, this is the imperial palace, a place that countless people would kill to enter."

"By the way, did you notice just now that there seem to be many peach trees planted on the south side of the Imperial Garden? They'll be in bloom soon."

"They're not some rare or precious flowers, so why plant so many in the Imperial Garden?"

".Who knows."

As they talked, the two gradually approached the pavilion.

This place is indeed remote, but the two of them had just entered the palace and were curious about everything in the palace. After wandering around for most of the day, they somehow ended up here.

Consort Meng was talkative and chattered on for a long time before suddenly stopping and abruptly halting in her tracks.

Consort Shen looked at her, puzzled.

"what happened to you?"

"Sister, look! Could that be His Majesty?"

(End of this chapter)