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

Chapter 280 Relaxation
Jiang Lanye casually dodged to the side: "I learned this from you."

Song Yi wanted nothing more than to overturn the table, throw herself into Jiang Lanye's arms, and angrily tug at his nightgown: "Jiang Lanye, you petty jerk! What kind of relationship do we have? Why are you so defensive towards me?"

Jiang Lanye seized her wrist and flipped her over, pinning her to the soft couch.

Her nightgown was torn loose, revealing a large expanse of her chest.

"I'm petty? We agreed no cheating, so who started it first?"

Song Yi immediately pushed him away, saying, "You're finished! I'm pregnant! How dare you press down on me?"

Jiang Lanye had deliberately avoided pressing down on her lower abdomen: "Want to play some more?"

"Stop playing."

Jiang Lanye then took pity on her and stood up, picking Song Yi up in his arms. Looking at her disheveled hair, he deliberately said, "Perfect, you've taken off all these hair ornaments. Go wash up and go to bed."

Song Yi stormed off to take a bath, carrying her clothes with a menacing air.

As soon as she left, Jiang Lanye called Eunuch Cao inside.

"Send people to search the palace tomorrow, and thoroughly search those high-ranking officials."

Eunuch Cao pretended not to see the messy chessboard, knowing without a doubt that the two had just had another argument there. Hearing this, he was somewhat surprised:

"But Your Majesty, searching the palace without cause, especially since those women are all consorts, I'm afraid..."

Jiang Lanye knew what he meant. The matter of searching the palace could be a big deal or a small deal, depending on what they thought. However, since it concerned Song Yi's safety, he naturally dared not be careless.

"What I say goes. Do as I say. Afterwards, have the Imperial Household Department send some things over to appease people. Just say it was sent by my orders."

"Yes."

Day two.

Consort Ning hurriedly went to find Consort Zhuang and saw her casually leaning against a low couch eating grapes. She couldn't help but go up to her and ask:
"How can you still be so calm? Just now, a group of guards suddenly barged into the palace and started searching without saying a word, saying it was His Majesty's order. Wasn't your place searched?"

She chuckled, "Of course it was searched, but do you think I'm that stupid? I knew His Majesty wouldn't let it go, so the real evidence was destroyed and hidden long ago."

Consort Ning took a deep breath: "Tell me the truth, all those methods you used to harm people, the things you couldn't get from the Imperial Hospital, where did you get them from? Outside the palace?"

Consort Zhuang shrugged, remaining noncommittal.

Consort Ning gritted her teeth: "You've really gone mad. Once this matter is discovered, those outside the palace will also be doomed. I bet they're all your family members. You really aren't afraid."

Consort Zhuang stood up and looked directly at Consort Ning: "I don't care about anything anymore. If I were to be as timid and hesitant as you, what could I possibly accomplish?"

"Ha, as if you've succeeded." Consort Ning's eyes were full of contempt. "Your repeated attempts will only make His Majesty more and more wary."

Zhuang Zhaoyi clenched her fists: "Next time, I will definitely succeed."

Seeing that she was truly fearless and seemed to have destroyed all the evidence, Consort Ning did not linger any longer. As soon as she turned and left the palace gate, her maid said, "Your Highness, His Majesty has instructed the Imperial Household Department to send you some fine fabrics and jewelry."

She was taken aback, a hint of surprise appearing in her eyes: "Really? Why would His Majesty suddenly send me something?"

Seeing her somewhat excited expression, the palace maid felt embarrassed: "Your Highness, gifts have been sent to all the palaces."

"So all the deliveries are the same?"

She still held some hope in her heart.

"it's the same."

Consort Ning: "."

Realizing that he had just been indulging in wishful thinking again, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Two days later.

Song Yi was completely recovered, and her memory was no longer blurry. She picked up the book again and, as if venting her anger, read it from morning till night, finishing the entire book in one go. The imperial physician came to take Song Yi's pulse. She had been taking the medicine to prevent miscarriage on time for the past two days, but now she felt inexplicably nervous.

The imperial physician frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "The Empress's poisoning is not severe. The poison has almost dissipated in the past two days. However, the Empress was quite frightened, so the pregnancy is slightly fluctuating."

Upon hearing this, Song Yi immediately became somewhat nervous: "But I have been taking medicine to prevent miscarriage every day, and even so..."

"The pregnancy is still in its early stages, which is also related to Your Majesty's daily mood. Being constantly tense in the Qingliang Palace is naturally not good for the fetus. If there is an opportunity, you should try to relax more."

Jiang Lanye frowned: "Do I still need to take the medicine now?"

"There's no need for medicine. Your Majesty, I'm just reminding you to think more positively and not be too stressed."

Song Yi let out a deep breath: "I understand."

After the imperial physician left, she placed her hand on her lower abdomen and sighed again.

"It's easier said than done, but it's not as simple as just saying I can relax."

Jiang Lanye took her hand and gently stroked it.

Having been frightened twice in a row, and with her pregnancy still in its early stages, it was inevitable that the fetus would be unstable.

Recalling the imperial physician's words, Jiang Lanye said gently:

"I'm busy today, but I'll accompany you out for a stroll tomorrow to help you relax."

She smiled and said, "Okay, I won't be scared since you're with me."

"Shall I go take a nap now? I'll read some more memorials now."

Song Yi leaned down and kissed his lips: "You've worked hard."

Seeing that she had gone to bed, Jiang Lanye casually closed the memorial, a cold glint in his eyes.

After several days of trying to catch him, his patience gradually wore thin.

Most importantly, this matter has a significant impact on Song Yi, and he must resolve it as soon as possible.

Day two.

Song Yi was in a rare good mood. She wore a light blue gauze dress with layers of lotus patterns embroidered in silver thread on the hem. As she walked, the hem swayed like rippling blue waves.

A moon-white silk sash was tied around her waist, and the tassels swayed gently with her steps, making her waist look slender.

She couldn't help but sigh, "You really can't tell I'm pregnant at all now. Once my belly gets bigger, I won't be able to wear this kind of dress anymore."

Jiang Lanye hugged her from behind, saying, "I will have someone make even more beautiful dresses then."

She smiled, took Jiang Lanye's hand, and walked out.

In the summer palace, all you could see was greenery, and Song Yi's willow-green skirt stood out beautifully against the backdrop of the palace's verdant surroundings.

She stopped under the willow tree, and dappled sunlight filtered through the leaves and fell on her.

As Jiang Lanye watched, he couldn't help but want to call the artist over to paint the scene before him.

"Jiang Lanye, where are we going?"

"Where do you want to go?"

She thought for a moment and said, "Let's go somewhere I haven't been before. The palace is so big, and I haven't even finished exploring it yet."

"it is good."

Not far away, a eunuch stood sweeping the ground under a tree, looking up at the two of them with a strange glint in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)