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

Chapter 236 Indulging Her Drunkness

The moment the words were spoken, a commotion suddenly came from outside the hall.

Song Yi raised an eyebrow, clearly seeing the smile in Jiang Lanye's eyes. Turning her head, she saw two eunuchs from the imperial kitchen carrying a large wooden tray with something resembling a cake on it.

"you"

After placing the items on the table, the two eunuchs immediately withdrew.

She quickly walked forward, bent down, and carefully examined the area.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Lanye felt a rare sense of nervousness. He slowly walked over and asked in a low voice, "Does it look like it?"

Song Yi couldn't help but chuckle and honestly said, "It doesn't seem like it."

Jiang Lanye paused.

"But the shape is the same, the candles are almost identical, and most importantly, they look delicious."

It's actually more like an enlarged mooncake, but the outer shell is soft, and it's topped with small pieces of fruit.

After Song Yi finished speaking, she briefly looked away from the object and looked at Jiang Lanye with a mocking expression.

"When did you start preparing? I know, you came home so late last night, it was actually for this, right?"

Jiang Lanye nodded helplessly and said, "However, you said it doesn't look like it."

"It's not the same thing. Anyway, the cake is more of a symbol. This cake was given to me by Jiang Lanye, so it's one of a kind."

Hearing her say that, Jiang Lanye's expression softened.

Well then, let's not punish the people in the imperial kitchen. We'll reward them handsomely tomorrow.

Seeing that Song Yi was just staring at it, Jiang Lanye said, "Try it."

She immediately stopped him, and under Jiang Lanye's questioning gaze, she explained softly, "You can't eat it yet. You have to light candles and then make a wish."

Jiang Lanye looked at her, puzzled.

Song Yi walked over and extinguished all the candles in the hall, then came over with only a small one in his hand.

The hall was instantly plunged into darkness. Jiang Lanye sat there quietly, watching Song Yi light the candles. He then sat down as well, clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and revealed an expression that could only be described as devout.

The small flame on the candle continued to sway from side to side, its bright yellow light shining on Song Yi's face.

He didn't understand what Song Yi was doing, but it seemed to be the same as when he set off fireworks for his birthday.

After a while, she opened her eyes and blew out all the candles.

The hall was instantly plunged into complete darkness.

Are you making a wish?

"Yes, but I won't tell you what you wished for, otherwise it won't come true."

Jiang Lanye couldn't help but smile.

Although he was curious, after hearing Song Yi's serious words, he decided not to ask any further questions.

The candles were lit again, and Song Yi, her eyes darting around, suddenly asked, "Is there any wine?"

Jiang Lanye narrowed his eyes. "You want to drink?"

"Just a little bit. Actually, the last time I drank, I felt pretty good. It's just that I can't get drunk. A couple of sips make me feel great."

After saying that, she looked at Jiang Lanye seriously and said, "But you can't drink it now."

"I don't drink, but there is fruit wine, but you can only have two small cups at most."

"Row."

Jiang Lanye was unusually easy to talk to because it was Song Yi's birthday. He tried his best to fulfill any request she made.

Before long, a palace maid brought over an exquisite wine pot. Song Yi poured a small cup, sniffed it, and said suspiciously, "Why does it smell like peach juice? You're not trying to fool me, are you?"

Jiang Lanye said without any mercy, "Some people have never had a clear understanding of their own alcohol tolerance."

Song Yi reluctantly took a small sip.

Okay, it still smells of alcohol. She stopped talking. Jiang Lanye wouldn't let Song Yi touch the knife. The shapes he cut were all exceptionally neat, and he placed them on Song Yi's plate as she had instructed.

She took a spoon and tasted it.

It has a strange texture; it's not a dessert, but it's not cake either. In short, it's not bad.

She ate quite a lot during the day, and Jiang Lanye thought she wouldn't be able to eat much at night, but she kept eating one bite after another without stopping, and she had already poured herself three glasses of wine.

Jiang Lanye frowned slightly: "Come here."

She took another sip, thinking it wouldn't hurt to get drunk tonight, since Jiang Lanye would always be there to cover for her no matter how drunk she got.

She leaned over very slowly.

Jiang Lanye reached out and gently wiped the food from the corner of her mouth, his voice hoarse as he asked, "Why are you so greedy? Have you been starving?"

Song Yi was still conscious and immediately slapped his hand away.

"I clearly don't want to waste your good intentions."

"No matter how much you don't want to waste food, there's so much that you can't even finish half of it. Be careful, or you'll feel unwell later."

That makes sense.

In front of Jiang Lanye, she tilted her head back and downed the third glass of wine.

Jiang Lanye remained silent, his eyes growing increasingly deep as he stared quietly at the arrogant person before him.

It seems that Song Yi felt he couldn't touch her for the time being, so he wasn't afraid of getting drunk.

Jiang Lanye placed one hand on the table, his knuckles curled, tapping the surface repeatedly as he patiently considered how to deal with her later.

After finishing her fourth cup, her eyes became somewhat unfocused.

When the fifth glass was empty, Jiang Lanye finally grabbed her wrist, forcefully took the glass back, and casually threw it on the ground.

"Can't drink anymore."

She exuded a sweet, fruity scent that wasn't unpleasant, with a very faint alcohol smell. When she pounced on Jiang Lanye, the peach scent mixed with her fragrance, causing Jiang Lanye to involuntarily tense up.

She nestled lazily in Jiang Lanye's arms, her exposed skin flushed a faint pink from the alcohol.

It looks like a tempting and delicious peach.

Just as Jiang Lanye was about to carry her to the dragon bed, Song Yi suddenly raised her head in his arms.

Jiang Lanye reacted quickly, immediately raising his chin and stepping back.

Otherwise, given Song Yi's action just now, she would definitely have bumped his chin.

Jiang Lanye asked with a hint of helplessness, "What's wrong with you?"

Song Yi, who had been limp just moments before, stood up and looked out of the hall, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

"Come on, let's go out."

Jiang Lanye: "."

"It's getting dark, where are you going?"

"Let's go out and have some fun."

Jiang Lanye stood up and observed Song Yi's expression.

Realizing she genuinely wanted to go out, I thought it best to let her get some fresh air; it might help her sober up.

So Jiang Lanye turned her body and said seriously, "You can go out, but you have to promise me one thing."

"No making noise, no shouting, no running around."

Song Yi carefully held up three fingers, raised her watery eyes, and looked at him to correct him: "These are three points."

Jiang Lanye fell silent.

Was she drunk or not?

(End of this chapter)