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

Chapter 290 Does he prefer rabbits or him?

Jiang Lanye's voice was eerily calm: "This medicine can keep you from being poisoned for twelve hours."

Zhuang Zhaoyi's shrill scream rang out, and Jiang Lanye did not turn back, striding out.

"Your Highness, Consort Zhuang's affair has been completely exposed. Today, His Majesty ordered the execution of everyone in her palace. Consort Zhuang is now in prison, and we don't know how she is doing."

Consort Ning paused in her embroidery, her brows furrowing slightly: "How could you have discovered it so quickly?"

"This servant doesn't know either, Your Majesty. This servant is a little scared."

Consort Ning glanced at her: "I haven't done anything, what are you afraid of?"

The palace maid's face was extremely pale: "But so many innocent people are still being killed without warning. The entire palace is in a state of panic these past two days. Your Majesty is truly..."

Consort Ning found her words utterly absurd. She casually put down the needle, her tone icy:

"Do you think this is a trivial matter? His Majesty was almost bitten by a poisonous snake that day. This was clearly an assassination attempt. Throughout history, which assassin has ever escaped the execution of their entire family? What does killing the people in her palace matter? Do you think human life is even a matter of life in His Majesty's eyes?"

She sneered twice: "Consort Zhuang is like a madwoman. She has done these things. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to exterminate her entire family."

The palace maid trembled slightly. She looked at Consort Ning and said cautiously, "Your Highness, things are fine as they are now. We can live a life of luxury in the palace. Why follow Consort Zhuang's example and end up with such a tragic fate?"

Consort Ning replied meaningfully, "Do you think that I will be useful just by doing nothing in the palace? Do you think that once I'm in the palace, I can decide for myself what I want to do and what I don't want to do?"

The palace maid stammered for a long time, unable to speak.

She chuckled and said, "Don't worry, you should know what kind of person I am. Do you think I'm as stupid as Consort Zhuang?"

Inside the Qingliang Hall.

Song Yi sat at the table, placed the rabbit on it, and held a fresh vegetable leaf in her hand. She muttered to herself, "It seems I haven't given you a name yet, but if I call your name in the future, will you understand?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Jiang Lanye's footsteps sounded.

He walked in, glanced at the empty bowl on the table, and knew that Song Yi had drunk the medicine to prevent miscarriage. His eyes softened instantly.

He picked Song Yi up, wrapped his arms around her waist, and praised her in her ear, "You're so wonderful."

Jiang Lanye was holding Song Yi, and Song Yi was holding a rabbit.

She scoffed, "I'm not being unreasonable. I have to take my medicine on time."

Jiang Lanye placed the rabbit on the table, forcibly taking over her hand and casually playing with it.

"How did you deal with Consort Zhuang?"

"I ordered the execution of everyone in her palace."

Song Yi's eyelids twitched.

"and then?"

“I treated her the way she treated me, and now she should be suffering from the bites of a venomous snake.”

He was worried that Song Yi would be scared after he said that, but to his surprise, Song Yi just nodded calmly: "I still say the same thing, she has only herself to blame."

Jiang Lanye smiled, lowered his eyes, and plucked the white rabbit fur stains off her clothes. "You like it that much?"

Song Yi deliberately said, "I love it so much."

"Oh?" he said expressionlessly. "And how does that compare to me?"

She thought about it carefully for a while.

Jiang Lanye narrowed his eyes: "Do I still need to think about it?"

"Why don't you need to think about it? Rabbits are cute, but you're not."

After she finished speaking, she stared at Jiang Lanye, feeling a strange sense of regret.

In her world, she often saw headbands with rabbit ears and cat ears when she went shopping, but she could only think about it and not care. Even if she could actually buy them, she was afraid Jiang Lanye would not be willing to wear them.

Jiang Lanye suddenly reached out and pinched her chin, his tone dangerous: "Am I not cute?"

Song Yi struggled to suppress her laughter.

"Say it." "Cute."

"So who do you like more?"

Song Yi silently stood up and picked up the rabbit: "I like rabbits."

After saying that, she immediately walked to the side and pointed at Jiang Lanye as a warning: "Don't come any closer, don't touch me."

He nodded: "Okay."

After saying that, he took two steps forward without hesitation.

Song Yi took several steps back while holding the rabbit, her back pressed against the wall. The little rabbit in her arms seemed to sense that something was wrong and twitched its ears uneasily.

"You just agreed, a gentleman's word is his bond."

"I am the Son of Heaven," Jiang Lanye said slowly, adjusting his sleeves. "Not a gentleman."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly strode forward.

Before Song Yi could even exclaim in surprise, he pulled her and the rabbit into his arms.

The little rabbit nimbly darted to the ground and disappeared in a flash.

"They ran fast." Jiang Lanye glanced in the direction the rabbit disappeared, then pinched Song Yi's chin. "Now, it's time to settle the score."

Song Yi immediately threw herself into his arms, wrapped her arms around his waist, and looked up at him: "I like you the most, you're the most compared to anyone else."

Jiang Lanye deliberately asked, "So, who are you going to sleep with tonight?"

"you."

Just as Jiang Lanye was about to bend down, Song Yi immediately raised her hand to stop him: "What are you doing?"

"I am very satisfied with your answer, so I have decided to give you a reward."

Song Yi was forced to be "rewarded" by him for a while, and when they parted, she bit Jiang Lanye's wrist.

Jiang Lanye didn't pay attention and gently touched her lower abdomen: "Almost two months."

"Ah."

"Your phoenix robe is barely half finished. The coronation ceremony will be held when you are three months pregnant."

The thought that Consort Zhuang, who had been plotting behind the scenes, had been imprisoned made Song Yi feel relieved. Her mood improved, and she began to imagine what the phoenix robe would look like.

In truth, only when she truly becomes Empress will the public acknowledge that she is Jiang Lanye's wife.

Although Song Yi felt that as long as the two of them were together, nothing else mattered.

"Jiang Lanye."

"Ok?"

When can we leave the palace?

Jiang Lanye remained silent for a long time.

Seeing his expression, Song Yi quickly said, "I didn't mean to rush you. I just wanted to ask first, because I don't want you to be too tired, okay?"

Jiang Lanye suddenly hugged her, his voice soft and slightly aggrieved as he spoke in her ear:
"Sometimes I don't want it to be like this either. Do you feel ashamed that I am the emperor and therefore cannot freely accompany you?"

"That's a rather novel way of putting it. What do you mean by 'disdain for your imperial status'? If others heard that, they would probably be terrified. Who in the world would disdain the status of an emperor?"

"You can."

He emphasized, "Because I know you've never cared. I gave you the title of Consort Yun, and the status of Empress, but you weren't as happy as I imagined."

If you think about it carefully, if the title of Empress were given to Consort Ning, she would probably be so happy that she wouldn't be able to sleep all night.

Song Yi fell silent.

(End of this chapter)