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

Chapter 273 Don't be afraid, he's here.

Blood gushed out and quickly soaked her clothes.

The two guards immediately sheathed their swords, turned around, and bowed, saying, "Your humble servants deserve to die!"

Jiang Lanye slightly raised his hand, showing no intention of blaming them.

After all, the person died so decisively that no one could react in time.

He walked over, casually glanced at the corpse lying on the ground, and said in a deep voice, "Investigate this palace maid's background thoroughly, and focus on whether her family has had any recent contact with people in the palace."

"Yes."

The person is dead, and there's no way to verify anything. It would be difficult to continue the investigation.

Jiang Lanye dismissed all the palace servants. After today's events, at least the murderer should think twice before making another move in the future.

He strode back into the hall. When Song Yi saw him, she immediately stood up and looked at him with concern: "Well, did you find it?"

Remembering that he might have been stained with blood, Jiang Lanye frowned. He didn't approach Song Yi, but went over and took off his outer robe, changed into a dragon robe, rolled up his sleeves, and went over to hug her.

"Found him, but he's dead. He ran right into the blade."

Song Yi was somewhat surprised: "Dead?"

He nodded, and seeing Song Yi's obvious unease, Jiang Lanye tightened his grip on her hand:
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Song Yi responded, took the initiative to wrap her arms around his neck, and gently offered her lips to him, giving him a light kiss.

Jiang Lanye's eyes held a smile: "What does this mean?"

"It doesn't mean anything, I just wanted to give you a kiss as a reward."

"Ah"

He chuckled, put his arm around Song Yi's waist, and pinched her cheek warningly: "Do you not understand me or what? The reward I want is not so simple."

Song Yi deliberately pouted at him: "Well, there's nothing I can do about it, you can't touch me anyway."

After saying that, she gently patted Jiang Lanye's hand and then got off him.

“After this incident, I lost the will to go out. I’m always afraid that someone is watching me from the shadows and wants to harm me.”

Song Yi looked somewhat distressed and said to Jiang Lanye with a mournful expression, "If only you could go to my world, it would be so peaceful. The most common poison you would see there is rat poison."

She stood crookedly, casually leaning against the dragon throne.

Jiang Lanye still had one hand supporting her waist, maintaining a protective posture, while his other hand rested casually on the armrest of the dragon throne, his fingertips tapping unconsciously.

"But there are no rats in my palace."

"But there are things around you that are more terrifying than rats."

Jiang Lanye remained noncommittal: "If we can truly find a way back, I will accompany you."

Seeing his calm demeanor, Song Yi couldn't help but laugh: "Yes, I'm really looking forward to that day."

"If you want to go out, you must have me accompany you."

She rolled her eyes, knowing Jiang Lanye would say something like that: "But you're so busy these past few days, you've been overwhelmed by all these memorials."

She picked up a folded book and fanned it wildly in front of Jiang Lanye's eyes like a fan: "Look, look, you keep looking at this every day, sooner or later you'll see yourself as an idiot."

Jiang Lanye helplessly reached out and grabbed her wrist, rescuing the memorial that had been brutally tortured.

"I may not accompany you, but you must have a guard by your side, and you must not stray out of the guard's sight."

Song Yi stroked her lower abdomen: "I know, for my sake and the baby's sake, I will definitely be careful."

"After the coronation ceremony, I will set aside some time to accompany you out of the palace for a relaxing trip, okay?"

Song Yi's eyes lit up: "Really?" "Yes."

She threw herself into Jiang Lanye's arms, and Jiang Lanye decisively tossed the memorial he had just rescued onto the table, catching Song Yi with both hands: "So happy?"

"Of course, I'm tired of staying in this palace all the time."

Jiang Lanye patted her buttocks lightly: "Alright, I'll get back to work now. You can go out for a stroll for a while, but don't come back too late. The guards will be with you, and Xichun will be with you too."

Compared to when she first returned to the palace, when Jiang Lanye only wanted to lock her up, things are much better now, although there are still time restrictions.

Great, a significant improvement.

Song Yi rolled her eyes, sat up, and taking advantage of Jiang Lanye's inattention, reached down and patted him.

Before he could react, Song Yi nimbly slipped out of his arms.

Jiang Lanye froze.

"Song Yi!" Jiang Lanye's eyes were dark as he reached out to grab her, but he only touched her fluttering sleeve.

"Your Majesty, please take your time reviewing the memorials—" She turned back and gave him a sly smile, then lifted her skirt and stepped over the threshold. "Your Majesty, I'm off now!"

Watching her walk out, Jiang Lanye lowered his eyes and helplessly rubbed his forehead.

She's really taking advantage of her pregnancy and the fact that she can't touch her, becoming increasingly bold.
outside the temple.

Xi Chun, holding an umbrella in one hand and a fan in the other, saw Song Yi come out and quickly went over to hold the umbrella for her.

Song Yi found it amusing: "Your hands are so full you can barely hold them. Give me the fan, I can fan myself."

Xichun smiled and said, "Although we are in the imperial palace, the sun is still very strong. Your Highness should be careful not to catch a heatstroke."

As the two walked forward, Song Yi turned her head and saw that, sure enough, several guards were following her.

She picked up her fan and fanned herself twice, saying, "Let's go take a look by the pond. I remember picking a lot of lotus flowers there last year."

After saying that, she couldn't help but touch her face.

She rarely dressed up for Jiang Lanye, but seeing the pond full of lotus flowers today swept away her bad mood. She sat on a stone bench and fanned herself idly.

She couldn't tell if it was the fragrance from the fan or the delicate scent of lotus flowers, but it smelled wonderful, and she couldn't help but sniff it a couple more times.

"Xichun, don't rush back later. Come with me to the side hall. I remember I have a very beautiful dress. Let's dress up today."

Knowing that Song Yi couldn't stay idle and would try her best to find things to do, Xi Chun responded.

Song Yi was pregnant and, being cautious, no longer went to pick lotus flowers by boat. Xi Chun boarded the boat for her and took sharp scissors.

Song Yi rested his arm on the stone table, and for some reason, he felt drowsy.

Just as she was about to close her eyes, Consort Ning slowly walked over from not far away.

"Your Highness, the Imperial Concubine, has such refined tastes."

Song Yi squinted at her.

Sometimes she could understand why the Empress Dowager favored Consort Ning.

Her skirt remained perfectly still, the hair ornament in her hair swayed only slightly, and the curve of her lips was so perfect.

It looks just like a jade statue.

Song Yi casually greeted her, "Consort Ning, you seem to have quite the refined taste. Would you like to sit down together?"

She sat down with a smile and asked casually, "I heard that something happened at the Imperial Kitchen, and it caused quite a stir."

(End of this chapter)