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

Chapter 274 Drowsiness

Song Yi remained remarkably calm: "It's nothing more than someone trying to harm me, but the person who harbored such wicked intentions is clearly utterly foolish."

Consort Ning knew that Consort Zhuang was responsible for this, and upon hearing this, she asked curiously, "Oh? Why do you say that?"

"His Majesty hates those who lay a hand on me the most, especially now that I am pregnant with the Emperor's child. The culprit must be found, even if it means digging three feet into the ground. Don't you agree?"

Consort Ning's fingertips trembled almost imperceptibly.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I can't understand it either. Who is so vicious and audacious as to dare to lay a hand on you?"

"Consort Ning, you must not be a fool. I know you have always been clear-headed. You must not get involved in this kind of thing."

Consort Ning's face turned ugly. "Your Majesty, what are you saying? How could I possibly lay a hand on Your Majesty?"

Song Yi gave an ambiguous chuckle: "I hope so."

Consort Ning glanced at the guards standing beside Song Yi, her eyes gradually turning cold. "Your Majesty, I will not disturb you any longer and will take my leave now."

She walked along the path, wandered around for a while, and finally saw Consort Zhuang behind a tall artificial hill.

Upon seeing her, Consort Ning immediately frowned: "Don't you think you acted a little too hastily? Now His Majesty and she are both on guard. I just saw her, and she was surrounded by many guards. If you want to make a move now, it will be difficult."

Consort Zhuang disagreed: "Who said that? I already have a new method."

Consort Ning was startled: "You..."

Zhuang Zhaoyi's eyes flashed with a strange light: "It's okay if she can defend against it once, but what I fear most is when she is completely unprepared. I don't believe that she can escape danger every time."

Consort Ning narrowed her eyes, her voice suddenly turning cold: "Consort Zhuang, I am not like you. If this kind of thing is entrusted to me, I should strike decisively and kill without alerting her beforehand. I should strike when she is most relaxed."

Consort Zhuang looked at her with some surprise.

On many occasions, she discovered that Consort Ning was not just a little bit ruthless.

She's just too good at hiding it.

Xichun picked a lot of lotus flowers, and mixed in a few unopened buds so that they would look nice when arranged in a flower arrangement.

Just then, a guard reminded her, "Your Majesty, it's time. If we don't go back soon, His Majesty will get anxious."

Song Yi turned to look at them: "So His Majesty sent you along not just to protect me."

The group was momentarily at a loss for words.

She stood up and walked towards the Qingliang Palace.

Upon entering the palace gates, she did not go to the main hall but instead went to a side hall. From the pile of clothes, she selected a soft, smoky-colored gauze dress. The light and thin fabric flowed like water, making it exceptionally elegant.

She then looked in the mirror, applying makeup to her eyebrows and lips, and deliberately swept a light blush at the corners of her eyes, like clouds dyed by the morning glow, both elegant and languid.

Her hair was half-tied up, with a few strands of black hair falling down her neck and simply secured with a hairpin.

Xichun went along with her, because she thought that if her mistress dressed up like this occasionally, His Majesty would definitely be amazed. So she obediently held the lotus flowers and waited by the side.

Finally, Song Yi picked up the bunch of lotus flowers that Xi Chun had picked; the pink and white petals complemented the embroidered patterns on her skirt perfectly.

"Let's go, I'll go flirt with Jiang Lanye."

Xichun choked a little.

Song Yi was in a lot of trouble, and was a full half hour late.

When she reached the palace gate, Eunuch Cao immediately asked with a bitter face, "Your Majesty, where have you been? His Majesty came out to check twice just now, and his face was cold."

Song Yi patted Eunuch Cao on the shoulder and spoke earnestly:

"Look at me now, what do you think the chances are that His Majesty will still be angry after I go in?"

Only then did Eunuch Cao raise his eyes to examine her carefully. He was stunned for a moment before decisively saying, "You won't be angry anymore."

Song Yi smiled and pushed open the palace door.

Jiang Lanye heard the noise and looked up with obvious displeasure.

Song Yi quickly walked over and, while Jiang Lanye was still in a daze, decisively snuggled into his arms.

A delicate fragrance wafted from her, and Jiang Lanye looked at her with some surprise. Song Yi leaned softly against his chest, deliberately raising her eyes slowly, her gaze alluring, boldly and unrestrainedly teasing him: "Your Majesty, I know I was wrong, please don't punish me, okay?"

Jiang Lanye: "."

He looked at the lotus flower in his arms, then at Song Yi now.

She is more beautiful than the flowers.

"You came back so late just because of this?"

As he spoke, he hugged Song Yi tightly, feeling as if he were holding a newly blooming flower in his arms. He was afraid that if he held her too lightly or too heavily, the petals would wither. He stared at Song Yi without blinking.

Song Yi nodded: "Am I pretty?"

"Ah."

She immediately felt bored: "Just one 'um,' I spent so much time dressing up, can't you at least make yourself look amazing?"

Jiang Lanye raised an eyebrow: "Are you sure?"

I'm not sure.

As if she hadn't noticed the change in Jiang Lanye's eyes, she continued to sigh in his arms, oblivious to the danger.

"It's a pity I'm pregnant now, otherwise, I could really become this femme fatale who brings ruin to the country. With someone like you, I could wear a burlap sack and you'd still say I look good."

As soon as she finished speaking, her body was suddenly lifted into the air.

"Lotus! Watch out for the lotus!"

Jiang Lanye was about to carry her to the dragon bed when he heard this, so he had no choice but to sit down again, put all the lotus flowers on the table, and then picked her up and stood up.

Song Yi couldn't help but complain, "I was going to use those lotus flowers to put in a vase, but they wilted as soon as I put them on the table."

"Ah."

"What did you say?"

Jiang Lanye glanced at her, but didn't intend to explain.

After a while.

Song Yi lay on the bed with her eyes closed, letting Jiang Lanye bring her warm water and carefully wash her fingers with a clean white cloth.

After washing them clean, Jiang Lanye asked seriously, "Want to arrange flowers?"

Song Yi: "."

She doesn't even want to lift her hand now.

She raised her leg in an annoyance and kicked Jiang Lanye: "You go, I'll give the orders."

Jiang Lanye didn't say anything more, and obediently went over, picked up a very beautiful white porcelain vase, and cut off a section of each flower branch at an angle.

"so?"

"No, move it a little over there."

"so?"

“Some of the petals have turned yellow, so pick them off.”

After a while, Jiang Lanye became quite certain that Song Yi was deliberately tormenting him.

Seeing her smug expression, as if she had won back a point, Jiang Lanye couldn't help but chuckle and said nothing more.

Tonight, unusually, Song Yi felt weak early on and went to sleep before Jiang Lanye had even finished bathing.

When Jiang Lanye walked in, he saw that Song Yi was already asleep, so he went over and gently stroked her forehead.

It's not hot; it must be because it got tired from going out for a walk today.

(End of this chapter)