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

Chapter 257 Have you thought about him?

The Empress Dowager was rendered speechless.

"Even so, you shouldn't have just banished her to the cold palace. If she made a mistake, just punish her. Banishing her to the cold palace is too severe!"

Jiang Lanye did not look at her and continued, "The reason she was banished to the Cold Palace was because she gossiped behind people's backs and framed other concubines. I hope that all of you will take her as a warning in the future. You all know best what you should not say or do."

After saying that, he looked at the Empress Dowager and said, "Mother, I have already issued the decree, and there is no reason to take it back. Let's end the family banquet here tonight. I will take Consort Yun back first."

Immediately afterwards, he stopped looking at the Empress Dowager's embarrassed expression and left with Song Yi.

As soon as Jiang Lanye left, the Empress Dowager angrily slammed the wine cup on the table to the ground, looked at the group of people, and said irritably, "Disperse, all of you."

What should have been a nice family dinner turned out like this.

Inside the Jinluan Hall.

As soon as the two returned, Jiang Lanye dismissed all the palace servants. After the palace doors were closed, Song Yi hadn't even stood up properly when he grabbed her waist and forced her to stand on tiptoe to endure his somewhat violent kiss.

Jiang Lanye's kiss was forceful and irresistible; he held her waist tightly with one hand, pressing her against him.

Song Yi was forced to tilt her head back, her lips filled with his hot breath, mixed with lingering anger, which almost swallowed her whole.

She pushed against his chest, but he grabbed her wrist and pulled her against the door.

Jiang Lanye held her firmly in his small space, kissing her deeper and harder, as if he wanted to vent all the anger he had felt in the main hall earlier in this kiss.

Song Yi felt her lips were numb. She wanted to speak, but she couldn't break free no matter what she did.

He only stepped back slightly when Song Yi's legs became too weak to stand.

She gasped for breath like a fish out of water: "Jiang Lanye, what's wrong with you?"

He was angry, but not at Song Yi.

However, during the past three years, he knew nothing about Qi Songyi. He knew nothing about what had happened to her, what kind of people she had met, or whether anyone cared for or looked after her.

Completely missing.

Song Yi calmed her breathing and mustered her courage to lean in and hug his waist: "Jiang Lanye, whatever you want to know, I'll tell you, okay?"

Jiang Lanye responded sullenly.

Song Yi had intended for the two of them to sit face to face so she could recount their past, but for some reason, as he kissed her, they ended up on the dragon bed.

Jiang Lanye grabbed Song Yi's waist, making her sit on his lap, and whispered, "Speak, I'm listening."

Song Yi narrowed her eyes and said slowly, "After I went back for those three years, I was actually a little unaccustomed at first, so I locked myself up and was depressed for half a year. Later, my aunt who had raised me was worried about me and forcibly dragged me out, so I started to find things to do."

"whats the matter?"

Jiang Lanye couldn't quite imagine what Song Yi would do.

Song Yi gestured for a moment, then realized she couldn't explain it to Jiang Lanye, so she said, "Anyway, it's like you usually do, sitting there all day, dealing with those tedious tasks."

Jiang Lanye lowered his eyelids. "Have you thought about me?"

She lazily lay on Jiang Lanye's body, "I thought about it, but back then, it was only because the memories you left behind were too deep, it had nothing to do with feelings."

“During those three years, I think I met a lot of people. It was mainly because of my personality that I could chat with anyone for a while, but they couldn’t catch me once I got home, so they got used to it.”

There were many things that Song Yi said that Jiang Lanye could not have imagined, but he was still happy to listen.

He will try his best to understand.

"But there are people who like you, aren't there?"

Song Yi gave a vague smile: "Of course, am I not pretty?"

"pretty."

Jiang Lanye said very seriously, "So, someone is pursuing me."

Jiang Lanye frowned. Song Yi had mentioned this matter before, but they hadn't discussed it in detail at the time.

"there's a few?"

"Several."

Jiang Lanye frowned even more deeply. "They gave you a betrothal gift?"

Song Yi couldn't help but laugh: "No, we're very free over there. If you like someone, once you have a way to contact them, you can chat privately, like you exchange letters, and then you can even meet up."

Jiang Lanye was clearly dissatisfied: "Are they bored? Why are they doing this?"

Song Yi glared at him: "A fair maiden is sought after by a gentleman, don't you understand? Never mind, you are the emperor, and all along, it has only been others who have been desperately trying to get close to you."

"But you are indeed the only one by my side."

His tone was somewhat mournful.

Song Yi touched the tip of her nose somewhat awkwardly: "I rejected them too."

"Why do you refuse? You don't like any of them."

Song Yi sat up again, looking down at Jiang Lanye thoughtfully.

Why refuse?
She did not like Jiang Lanye at the time, but it is undeniable that this man was impeccable in both appearance and demeanor.

So much so that later, whenever she saw other people, she would unconsciously think of him.

Jiang Lanye possessed an innate imperial aura; such a noble person, when placed next to an ordinary person, was simply far superior.

Song Yi later met many handsome men, but she never met anyone like Jiang Lanye—a man who could silence the entire court with a single glance, yet turn around and do her hair and eyebrows.

This unique charm, exclusive to emperors, was something she found hard to resist.

She had been thinking for too long, and Jiang Lanye couldn't help but urge her on.

Song Yi immediately squeezed her legs together and gave him a warning look: "Don't move, I'm thinking."

"Haven't decided yet?"

She suddenly had an answer, winked at him mischievously, then leaned down and whispered in his ear:
"once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking."

Having seen his face, everyone else seems blurry in comparison.

Jiang Lanye's breathing suddenly deepened, and he kissed Song Yi again without hesitation.

Song Yi struggled and said intermittently, "Aren't you curious why I had those marks on my body when I appeared at the laundry department?"

"why?"

After asking the question, he continued kissing.

Song Yi reluctantly pushed him away, "That's because I'm allergic, you idiot!"

It didn't seem to be serious that time; she didn't even need to take any medicine, and she was fine after a couple of days.

Jiang Lanye frowned.

Song Yi felt a little guilty: "Fine, I won't hide it from you anymore. Just before I appeared at the laundry department, I was actually in a place similar to your tavern."

"I don't know what I ate that caused this allergic reaction, and I never expected that those two palace maids would happen to see it."

Jiang Lanye narrowed his eyes dangerously: "You're going to the tavern by yourself?"

(End of this chapter)