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

Chapter 233 Song Yi's Birthday

Seeing Jiang Lanye stride towards her without a word, Song Yi's heart pounded with alarm. She immediately curled up her legs, turned around, and futilely ran towards the dragon bed.

Jiang Lanye swiftly stretched out his arm, placing it across her waist, and easily pulled her back.

"What are you running for?"

The way you walked towards me made it seem like you wanted to devour me alive.

Jiang Lanye chuckled softly, his fingers tracing her cheek as he said in a hoarse voice, "I can't bear to."

Distracted by Jiang Lanye, she forgot to ask him why he was back so late. He gently bit her lip and kissed her for a while, until her whole body went limp, her eyes misty, and she gently pushed him away.

"You kissed me as soon as you got back, how annoying."

Jiang Lanye gently stroked her reddened eyes, watching her tremble, go limp, and breathe heavily from the kiss, and said, "You clearly liked it."

Song Yi: "."

She didn't want to continue the topic, so she quickly lifted the blanket, took out the purse hidden inside, and said somewhat embarrassedly, "I did finish the embroidery, but it's a bit ugly."

Jiang Lanye was taken aback, then took the pouch. It was quite fluffy. He asked, "What's inside?"

"I secretly asked the imperial physician about the Chinese medicinal herbs and had him prepare some for me. I stuffed them all in."

Jiang Lanye held it to his nose and sniffed it. It had a very faint fragrance, mixed with a little bit of the bitterness of Chinese medicine, which was surprisingly pleasant.

Looking at the peach blossom pattern that Song Yi had embroidered stitch by stitch, Jiang Lanye's lips curled up slightly, and he said in a low voice, "It's very beautiful."

He stroked the purse with great care, and then, in front of Song Yi, hung it on the jade belt around his waist.

Song Yi laughed and said, "Although it's a bit ugly, it's fine this way. Such an ugly purse can be clearly made by Song Yi."

Jiang Lanye sat on the dragon bed, and Song Yi sat obediently between his legs.

"It's obviously made by my precious Yiyi."

Song Yi's ear tips were red.

"Tomorrow is your birthday. You can sleep in a little longer in the morning. After you wake up, we'll go to the Imperial Garden."

Even now, Song Yi still feels that it's all a bit unreal.

Jiang Lanye was actually going to host a banquet for her, and everyone would be there tomorrow.

She couldn't help but ask, "What gift did you prepare for me? Besides that peach blossom?"

How did you know I had prepared something else?

Song Yi chuckled and said, "You're definitely going to give me a surprise, just like I gave you a surprise before. I already knew about these peach blossoms, so it's not a surprise."

Jiang Lanye's brow twitched slightly as he looked at her smug little expression.

"indeed."

The thought of Jiang Lanye spending her birthday with her tomorrow, and the two of them lying on the dragon bed covered with a quilt to sleep, always made her fidget. After a while, she would lie on the bed again, supporting her chin with her hands, her eyes shining brightly in the darkness.

Jiang Lanye rolled over, and a slap landed mercilessly on his face.

Song Yi grunted, immediately lay flat, and glared at him accusingly: "You pervert!"

"So much energy?"

Jiang Lanye's voice was very deep, and it rang in her ear.

Song Yi felt half of her body go numb instantly, and said softly, "Hmm, I took a nap this afternoon, so I'm not sleepy. Plus, tomorrow is my birthday, so I'm even less sleepy."

Jiang Lanye thought for a moment, then said quietly, "Since that's the case, why don't I help you burn off some energy?"

Song Yi was no longer afraid of Jiang Lanye threatening her with this matter, and said with a smile, "I have no objection, but for you, the imperial physician's opinion might be a bit too strong." Jiang Lanye calmly reminded her, "My health has improved, so perhaps next time I can specifically ask the imperial physician whether it is possible to have sexual intercourse. If it is..."

His voice immediately softened, and he whispered a few words close to Song Yi's ear, his Adam's apple bobbing.

Song Yi froze.

She had witnessed firsthand someone's physical strength, patience, and other qualities.

Song Yi immediately backed down and said awkwardly, "Never mind, I don't actually have much energy."

She was quiet for a short while, but around midnight, the two of them opened their eyes as if by unspoken agreement.

Actually, it's impossible to be precise down to the minute and second here.

But just as the moon emerged from behind the clouds, its shimmering light filtering through the window like fine sand, Jiang Lanye leaned closer and touched her eyelashes.

Song Yi subconsciously closed her eyes, and a soft, warm touch landed on her eyelids.

"Happy birthday."

His voice was very soft, as if he were afraid of waking the moon outside the window.

Song Yi opened her eyes and found that Jiang Lanye was already on top of her.

The moonlight outlined his silhouette, and as he lowered his head, strands of hair fell down, tickling Song Yi's cheek.

When the kiss landed, Song Yi smelled his unique scent.

Jiang Lanye first gently touched the corner of her lips, like a dragonfly skimming the water.

Seeing her gently close her eyes again, Jiang Lanye finally kissed her, tenderly yet firmly.

The moonlight flowed slowly between their intermittent breaths, and at this moment, the starlight in the sky was their witness.

In a daze, Song Yi grabbed Jiang Lanye's collar and felt his heart pounding fiercely in his chest.

"Song Yi, I love you."

Early the next morning.

Although Jiang Lanye said he could sleep in a little longer today, Song Yi clearly wanted to get up early to get ready. She got up quietly from inside the bed and stepped over Jiang Lanye.

It wasn't until she had been busy for a while and her makeup was basically done that Jiang Lanye appeared behind her. Before she could ask, he said directly, "It looks great."

Song Yi's question was shut down by him, and she was a little annoyed. She asked again, "Did I look better yesterday, or do I look better today?"

You look beautiful every day.

He picked up the comb and began to comb Song Yi's hair.

Recalling that kiss in the middle of the night, Song Yi still feels a little embarrassed.

The two had kissed more than once or twice, but last night's kiss was incredibly gentle, reminding her of cotton candy—soft, sweet, and melting in her heart.

Song Yi acted quickly; she took Jiang Lanye's hand and led him to the Imperial Garden.

The pavilion in the Imperial Garden was exceptionally large when it was first built, and it happened to be right next to the peach trees that Jiang Lanye had ordered people to plant.

When Song Yi walked over, the group was already waiting under the pavilion. Looking at the tables and chairs, and the several tables laden with delicacies, she widened her eyes slightly and said softly, "Jiang Lanye, I still think this is too formal."

Not to mention that all these concubines have arrived, there are also palace maids and eunuchs standing all around waiting to serve them.

Jiang Lanye knew she was a little uneasy, and said softly, "Do you want to go over there first, or go see the peach blossoms first?"

Actually, Song Yi wanted to see the peach blossoms first, but seeing that so many people had already noticed her, she had no choice but to go over there first.

(End of this chapter)