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

Chapter 227 Improved Health
"What are you thinking about?"

Song Yi suddenly leaned over and stared at Jiang Lanye with a curious expression.

Jiang Lanye looked into her eyes and said softly, "Come here."

Song Yi obediently leaned in and kissed Jiang Lanye's lips, asking, "Aren't we going back to the Golden Palace?"

"I just don't want them to disturb us here."

As he spoke, he kept glancing at Song Yi's lips.

"Of course, I don't mind if others watch me kiss you here, but you'll be shy."

Before Song Yi could react, he pulled her close, one hand supporting her slender waist and the other pinching her chin. Jiang Lanye's unique aura swept over her, and Song Yi obediently opened her mouth.

After a while, Jiang Lanye stepped back a little and couldn't help but laugh when he saw her bewildered expression after his kiss.

Why are you being so well-behaved today?

Song Yi glanced at him and muttered, "I just hope to hear some good news from the imperial physician tomorrow. I often think that it would be nice if it could make you happier."

Jiang Lanye ultimately didn't voice his thoughts. He decided to wait and see how things went tomorrow, and if they didn't improve, he would simply keep those thoughts to himself.

He didn't say anything, but gently stroked Song Yi's head.

As the two were about to leave, Song Yi noticed a purse on the table that Consort Ning had not taken.

She frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "Is she really insisting that you accept it, or did she simply forget to take it?"

Jiang Lanye glanced at it and casually said, "I won't want either of them."

Before Song Yi appeared, he only had a superficial understanding of matters concerning love between men and women, but things were very different now. He knew very well that if he took the purse away, once Consort Ning found out, it would definitely cause a lot of emotional turmoil.

After basking in the sun for a long time, Jiang Lanye's palms were warm. He gently took Song Yi's hand and said, "Let's go."

The two strolled slowly back to the Golden Palace, during which Song Yi was still thinking about the purse.

Noticing her absent-minded look, Jiang Lanye suddenly said, "Embroider a purse for me, anything will do. Consort Ning's action reminds me that after all this time, I have never worn anything given to me by you."

"what?"

She paused for a moment, then said somewhat awkwardly, "But I don't know how to embroider."

These ancient women seemed to be mostly skilled in embroidery, but she had almost never touched a needle, so naturally she wouldn't know how.

Jiang Lanye looked at her, pondered for a long time, and said, "But you are very smart."

Does this mean she'll be able to figure it out quickly?

She looked down at Jiang Lanye's empty waist. The jade pendant that used to hang on his belt had been given to her. She felt it was too precious to wear on a daily basis, so it was now in a small box.

"Then I'll try to learn it."

Day two.

When the imperial physicians arrived, Jiang Lanye had just finished drinking his medicine.

Song Yi said softly, "His Majesty has had a flare-up of the Gu poison in the past few days, but it was not serious and did not last long."

The imperial physicians looked somewhat grave. They had been constantly adjusting Jiang Lanye's medicine these past few days; the emperor's life was practically entirely in their hands. Each of them wore an expression of utter exhaustion. Seeing Song Yi's unusually tense expression, Jiang Lanye himself became unusually nervous.

The imperial physician took his pulse, carefully examining it for a long time, just as he had done before.

"Imperial Physician, how is His Majesty?"

Song Yi's voice was trembling.

The imperial physician blinked in surprise and said, "Your Majesty, His Majesty's pulse is much stronger than last time, and his physical weakness has indeed been somewhat replenished. Although he is still very weak, it is already a great improvement."

Song Yi's spirits lifted, and she murmured, "This means that His Majesty has improved, and as long as His Majesty and I continue to persevere, there is a possibility that he will fully recover, right?"

The imperial physician nodded, relieved, and said, "Your Majesty has also heard that you have not been preoccupied with state affairs these days. You have been taking your medicine on time every day, and you are in a good mood. Moreover, your daily meals have been carefully prepared. When the poison flares up, Your Majesty is accompanied by the Empress. It is only a matter of time before Your Majesty's body recovers!"

Song Yi took a deep breath, and her nose felt a little sore.

"I have finally heard some good news. You have all worked hard these past few days."

Jiang Lanye had already bestowed many gifts upon them, but even so, the heavy burden on their backs still made them feel extremely tired.

The imperial physicians discussed the matter carefully again, and then said, "Your Majesty, if His Majesty rests for a little longer and his health improves, we will begin to study the Gu poison in His Majesty's body. By consulting medical books, we should be able to find a way to cure it completely."

Song Yi nodded emphatically, and after they all left, the words the imperial physician had just said kept replaying in his mind.

Suddenly, Jiang Lanye's warm fingertips touched her, and he gently wiped away the wet tears from the corners of Song Yi's eyes, whispering, "Don't cry, it will make me sad."

Song Yi sniffed. "These are tears of joy, okay?"

Jiang Lanye pulled her into his arms, his hand intentionally or unintentionally stroking her flat stomach. After considering his words for a while, he suddenly asked:

"Yiyi, do you like children?"

Song Yi was taken aback.

To be honest, she didn't particularly like it, but the main reason was that she felt children were too troublesome, troublesome in every way.

However, Jiang Lanye's identity is special. As an emperor, how could he not have a prince? In the future, the throne will need someone to inherit it.

We can't just let this country change its name and ownership.

Both of them were considering each other's feelings. After thinking it over for a while, she honestly said, "Actually, I don't like it, but if it's about taking care of the child with you, I think I'm actually looking forward to it."

Having seen Jiang Lanye's aloof and indifferent demeanor so often, she found it hard to imagine what it would be like for such a person to hold a little bundle in his arms, or how tender his expression would be.

Jiang Lanye didn't expect her to say that, and said in a low voice, "I know that as an emperor, I should have a prince, but that is not a reason to force you to do something you don't like. If you are unwilling, you can refuse directly. Today, I just want to ask for your opinion."

Song Yi couldn't help but smile.

“You are an emperor, but you are also my Jiang Lanye, so I don’t think it’s wrong for me to consider your feelings, and it’s normal for me to change my mind for you.”

She raised her hand and deliberately poked Jiang Lanye's face, teasingly saying, "Besides, I'm also very curious whether my child will look a lot like you if I really give birth to one."

She simply couldn't imagine Jiang Lanye taking care of the child.

(End of this chapter)