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

Chapter 250 Settlement of Accounts
The thought that she had just said she cut herself sent a dark emotion swirling in Jiang Lanye's eyes.

How could you do that?

Song Yi smiled and said, "I'll just close my eyes and it'll be cut. It'll be fine, and I'll be fine soon."

After saying that, she asked the imperial physician with some concern, "Will it leave a scar?"

"Your Majesty, rest assured, the wound is shallow. As long as you avoid getting it wet, it won't leave a scar."

The moment he finished speaking, Jiang Lanye suddenly let out a muffled groan.

"Jiang Lanye?!"

Song Yi's face turned deathly pale as she watched him suddenly bend over, clutching his chest in obvious pain.

Her mind went blank as she helped him up, asking, "What's wrong? Where does it hurt?"

The imperial physician, however, did not react, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light.

A few fine beads of sweat appeared on Jiang Lanye's forehead. Shen Zhaoyi stood up nervously and quickly walked over, only to be sternly rebuked by Song Yi: "Get out of the way!"

Consort Shen was taken aback, staring at her with some resentment.

Jiang Lanye raised his hand, intending to comfort Song Yi, but then—

A mouthful of dark blood spurted from his mouth; the blood was thick and dripped down one drop at a time.

Song Yi was completely stunned, and when she spoke again, her voice trembled as she asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Upon seeing this, the imperial physician immediately said, "Your Majesty, there is no need to worry, this is a good thing!"

"Good thing?"

He pointed to the gradually congealing black blood on the ground, "This is blood that was blocked in the body, and the poison was hidden in it. Now it has been expelled from His Majesty's body."

He was somewhat agitated: "The Gu poison in His Majesty's body has been cured!"

Song Yi was stunned for a moment before she reacted. Looking at Jiang Lanye, she smiled and her eyes crinkled: "That's great, Jiang Lanye, you're completely cured now, you're completely cured!"

As she spoke, she hugged Jiang Lanye.

Jiang Lanye had just vomited blood and was still feeling unwell, but he still didn't hesitate to free his arms and hold her tightly in his embrace.

The imperial physician coughed lightly: "Your Majesty, please rest well today and eat something light when you have your meal later."

He responded in a hoarse voice.

Several palace maids came in, helped him rinse his mouth, and cleaned up all the mess in the hall.

The imperial physician observed for a while longer, then took Jiang Lanye's pulse to make sure there was really no problem. He then rewrapped Song Yi's wrist before taking his leave.

The two men knelt on the ground with joy and said loudly, "Congratulations, Your Majesty! With the protection of the true dragon, Your Majesty will naturally be safe and sound."

Jiang Lanye glanced at them.

Consort Shen felt somewhat guilty.

She was frightened when he vomited blood, and since Consort Yun had dismissed her, she naturally dared not go forward again.

His voice was still a little hoarse as he whispered, "Go back."

"Yes, Your Majesty, I shall take my leave."

Song Yi poured Jiang Lanye another cup of tea. Even now, she still felt like it was a dream. Since returning to the palace, she hadn't stopped worrying about Jiang Lanye's health for a moment. Now that the weight had been lifted from her heart, she couldn't help but want to pounce on Jiang Lanye.

She leaned closer, tilting her head to look at him: "Jiang Lanye, how are you? Are you still feeling unwell?"

He shook his head: "When I vomited blood just now, I only felt a little more relaxed."

Hearing him say that, Song Yi was completely relieved.

He slowly took a sip of water, glanced at Song Yi who was in a good mood, and suddenly said, "Now, we can settle the accounts properly."

"What accounts are we talking about?"

"Consider it an account of someone secretly cutting their own wrist without my knowledge." Song Yi: "."

She knew it!

"Listen to me, look, you just drank this medicine and soon you vomited up all that stagnant blood. If someone else's blood had been used as the medicinal ingredient, it might not have had this effect, don't you think?"

Jiang Lanye chuckled.

Seeing that he remained unmoved, Song Yi racked her brains for a long time before finally deciding to admit her mistake.

She stood dejectedly in front of Jiang Lanye, saying, "I was wrong, I was wrong. Please forgive me this once. I promise I won't hide it from you again."

"You want me to forgive you?"

Song Yi nodded.

He smiled and said, "Come on."

When Song Yi lay on Jiang Lanye's lap, she was still a little dazed. She hadn't expected things to turn out this way.

She tried to turn her head to look at Jiang Lanye, but Jiang Lanye pinched the back of her neck and said, "Lie down obediently."

His voice was devoid of emotion, and Song Yi felt a little flustered, reaching out to grab the mattress.

"Twenty in total, count them yourself."

After a stick of incense.

Feeling somewhat aggrieved, Song Yi was held in Jiang Lanye's arms. She reached out and tugged at his collar, unable to help but whisper, "You were so fierce just now. Why were you so fierce to me?"

Jiang Lanye gently massaged the sore spot with his palm, a stark contrast to his previous demeanor: "Really? I thought I had been very gentle with you."

He couldn't help but kiss Song Yi's lips: "You did something wrong, and I'm very unhappy. Shouldn't you be punished?"

"If I don't teach you a lesson, you'll do it again next time. I can't expect you to always tell me gently that there won't be a next time."

Song Yi turned her face away: "I can't argue with you."

Jiang Lanye chuckled softly, "Alright, it's all over now. I've always controlled my strength very well, so it shouldn't hurt anymore."

Song Yi pursed her lips and remained silent.

He raised an eyebrow: "Still hurts? I can understand that you're taking advantage of the fact that I hit you earlier, so you're deliberately acting cute in my arms, even though it doesn't hurt anymore."

Having her thoughts easily exposed, Song Yi immediately struggled to get out of Jiang Lanye's arms: "I don't want to talk to you anymore. In the future, when you're in front of other people, you have to save me some face."

"I didn't leave any for you? In comparison, I, as the emperor, was the one who made a mistake and was angry with you, yet I still have to coax you the next moment. Who loses face more?"

Song Yi winked at him and said, "Don't think I don't know, you're actually enjoying it!"

Jiang Lanye smiled faintly: "It's not just when I'm coaxing you that I enjoy it; I also enjoyed it when you were lying on my lap just now."

Especially when she choked up as she admitted her mistake.

Song Yi repeatedly failed to get anything out of him, so she went to sit on the low couch and sulked.

After a while.

When Jiang Lanye went over again, he was about to hug her, but his fingers only touched the hem of her clothes when Song Yi immediately turned around and wouldn't let him touch her.

"You're angry, so you won't even let me touch you?"

"No, we won't allow it."

Jiang Lanye sat beside her, staring at her deliberately stern profile, his voice carrying a hint of warning: "Song Yi, if I wanted to touch you, I would have many ways, but I don't want to force you. Are you sure you want this?"

Song Yi finally turned her head, about to say something, when Jiang Lanye suddenly placed a bowl of ice cream right in front of her.

"you"

Jiang Lanye knew that someone liked cold food, and said helplessly, "Iced cheese, here you go, don't be angry anymore, okay?"

(End of this chapter)