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

Chapter 249 Should I forgive him?

Song Yi raised her hand, trying to push him away, but Jiang Lanye held it tightly, not allowing her to break free.

Tears streamed down his face, quickly soaking the front of his shirt.

She was trembling all over from crying, and Jiang Lanye didn't know what to do. He stepped back a little, looked at her wet face, and immediately lowered his head to gently kiss away the salty tears.

"I'm sorry, Yiyi, please forgive me."

Song Yi's vision blurred, and the more she tried to push him away, the tighter he held her, showering her with a barrage of wet kisses that almost made it hard for her to breathe.

Why did you yell at me?

His voice had already gone hoarse as he spoke.

Jiang Lanye wiped away her tears: "I was angry just now and lost control of my emotions. I'm sorry."

He himself was also troubled. He was usually a rational person, but no matter what the situation was, he was extremely prone to losing control when facing Song Yi.

Even though Song Yi cried, Jiang Lanye still felt that she shouldn't have done such a thing behind his back, but now was clearly not the time to reason with her.

Song Yi was in a bad mood, so he should first soothe her emotions.

"Yiyi, I know you did this all for me, but it was really dangerous. You know how much I love you, don't you?"

Song Yi pursed her lips, her tears finally stopping, and gave a muffled reply.

"We have gone through so many hardships to get to where we are today. As people who have experienced it firsthand, all I want now is for you to be safe and sound."

His voice was calm and unhurried, unlike the coldness of before; it became very gentle, like a soft breeze blowing in spring.

As he spoke, he gently stroked Song Yi's back with his large, warm hands, and in a short while, Song Yi calmed down.

Realizing that he was trying to comfort her, Song Yi raised her wet eyes and looked at him intently.

"I don't want to see you suffer any harm, any harm at all. Can you understand me?"

Song Yi nodded somewhat dejectedly: "I...I know."

Seeing that she had stopped crying, Jiang Lanye gently took her hand and looked at the bandage wrapped around her wrist with heartache: "But Yiyi is really amazing. She was willing to cut her wrist for me. Does it hurt?"

She shook her head.

Jiang Lanye silently stroked her hair.

Song Yi had already composed herself when she realized she was still cornered by him. If she remembered correctly, she had seen the two Consorts when she first came in, and she immediately blushed and hastily pushed him away.

Consort Meng was practically dumbfounded.

She didn't expect Song Yi to dare to directly challenge Jiang Lanye, and she also didn't expect the two to quarrel so quickly and make up so quickly.

Consort Shen's eyes were filled with jealousy.

The scene where Jiang Lanye forcefully pulled the crying Song Yi into his arms just now left a deep impression on her.

It turns out that Jiang Lanye, who seems cold and aloof, is actually quite good at coaxing people in private. He managed to win over Song Yi with just a few words.

Jiang Lanye pulled Song Yi down to sit, carefully examining her wrist with a furrowed brow: "Has the imperial physician treated you? It looks like there's some blood seeping out."

Song Yi was still a little embarrassed. The thought that Jiang Lanye had blocked her way and hugged and kissed her had been seen by the two of them made her subconsciously want to pull her hand back.

Jiang Lanye immediately grabbed her arm, his movements unusually forceful: "Don't move."

"It's alright. The blood you see is from when it was first wrapped. We used hemostatic powder, and it's fine now. Besides, the wound is actually very shallow."

"You cut it yourself?"

Jiang Lanye suddenly stared intently at her.

She was a little afraid that Jiang Lanye would cause trouble for the imperial physicians, so she nodded: "Yes, I was very gentle." "Those imperial physicians saw it but did nothing. I never expected that you would be injured in the Imperial Hospital." He narrowed his eyes and said quietly: "The imperial physicians called you out that day to talk about this matter, right?"

Song Yi guiltily avoided eye contact.

"Song Yi, you've really gotten quite the knack for it, telling one lie after another."

He said this in an unusually calm tone, without the slightest hint of anger.

She didn't dare to utter a sound. The person who had just argued with Jiang Lanye seemed like a completely different person. At this moment, she was as cowardly as could be.

After a while.

The imperial physician entered carrying the medicine.

As soon as he entered the hall, he sensed the unusual atmosphere. Seeing Jiang Lanye staring at the bowl of medicine in his hand with an unfriendly expression, the imperial physician shuddered and instantly realized what was happening.

It seems that His Majesty already knows about the Imperial Concubine's injury.

"Your Majesty, this is a medicine carefully prepared by your humble servants. This time it should be foolproof. As long as you drink it, the poison will be completely removed within a day."

Jiang Lanye stood up. "The people in your Imperial Hospital are all very capable. In order to prepare some medicine for me, you even have to tell Consort Yun that blood is needed as a medicinal guide."

"Your Majesty, I deserve to die."

Seeing this, Song Yi immediately reached out and tugged at Jiang Lanye's sleeve, signaling him not to make things difficult for the imperial physician.

Jiang Lanye took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Bring it here."

The thought that this bowl of medicine was made with Song Yi's blood as a medicinal ingredient made him...
The imperial physician hurriedly handed it over.

Song Yi looked at him nervously: "Drink it quickly."

Jiang Lanye closed his eyes and drank it all in one gulp in front of everyone.

Song Yi quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe his lips: "How are you? How are you?"

Jiang Lanye shook his head, "I just drank it, I don't feel anything."

The imperial physician was somewhat tense. "It will take almost an hour for it to take effect. During this time, I will wait here."

Consort Shen was somewhat stunned: "This medicine is for curing Gu poison?"

"Yes," the imperial physician replied respectfully.

Her face lit up with joy: "Then, if it works, will His Majesty be completely cured from now on?"

In this way, when she gets close to Jiang Lanye, she no longer needs to worry that he will suddenly lose his mind and point his sword at her.

The imperial physician was somewhat embarrassed: "That's natural."

Song Yi didn't want to pay attention to her, but just looked at Jiang Lanye nervously.

Jiang Lanye didn't react much, but pointed to the wound on her wrist and asked with concern, "Consort Yun, take another look at this wound. Is it bleeding?"

The imperial physician immediately went over, and Song Yi stretched out her wrist. Jiang Lanye ordered expressionlessly, "Untie it, let me see the wound."

Song Yi whispered, "Jiang Lanye"

"Untie."

The imperial physician had no choice but to gently unwrap the gauze.

The wound had indeed stopped bleeding under the effect of the hemostatic powder, but a horizontal cut appeared on the fair and slender wrist, slightly everted, with blood still visible at the edges.

Jiang Lanye's pupils suddenly contracted.

(End of this chapter)