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

Chapter 300 Provocation
She hesitated for a moment, then suddenly gestured for Jiang Lanye to sit down.

Jiang Lanye's domineering nature in this regard at times was something she both loved and hated.

Song Yi bit her lip, then suddenly reached out and braced herself against Jiang Lanye's shoulder, lifting her skirt and straddling his lap.

When she sat down, the skirt spread out like flower petals.

She leaned closer, her hair falling onto his neck.

Song Yi deliberately traced the shape of his lips with her fingertips. "Didn't Your Majesty want to try some grapes?"

Jiang Lanye's Adam's apple bobbed as he stared intently at her as she leaned down.

The moment their breaths mingled, grape juice stained their lips.

Finally able to go out, Song Yi glanced at Jiang Lanye, who was unusually calm and composed in front of others, and couldn't help but secretly grumble to herself.

That person is such a good actor.

Although it wasn't raining, Jiang Lanye was still a little worried. He grabbed an umbrella and looked up to see that Song Yi had already walked quite a distance ahead.

"Song Yi".

He called out softly.

Song Yi paused slightly and waved her hand, "Come here quickly."

He stood still: "Come back."

After a brief standoff, Song Yi's gaze grew colder and colder as she looked at him. She quickly walked back, saying, "I didn't mean to walk that far. Besides, it's only a dozen steps away from you."

After saying that, she took Jiang Lanye's hand.

Jiang Lanye's expression softened, and he then took her hand and walked forward.

Song Yi was somewhat moved.

Someone like Jiang Lanye, if it weren't for her good temper, she would have beaten him up long ago.

The two went to the place from yesterday, and suddenly a lot more people came out. The eunuchs were busy moving things, while the people from the workshop bureau were holding blueprints and giving instructions to everyone.

Song Yi was somewhat surprised: "The speed is amazing, the shape of the foundation has already been laid out."

"Yes, I instructed them to speed up the process and try to build the pavilion in its basic form before we leave the palace. I will accompany you to take a look then."

Song Yi lowered her head and picked at the pebbles on the ground with her toes. Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of someone out of the corner of her eye.

She suddenly looked up and saw Consort Ning standing not far away, silently watching with her maids.

She was puzzled and reached out to tug at Jiang Lanye's sleeve: "Look, isn't that Consort Ning?"

Consort Ning clearly noticed them as well, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes, before she quickly walked over.

"Greetings, Your Majesty, and Your Highness the Imperial Concubine."

Before Song Yi could ask, she explained to herself, "I heard that the palace is going to build a pavilion these days. I had nothing to do today, so I came to take a look out of curiosity."

Song Yi narrowed his eyes: "But His Majesty doesn't seem to have told anyone how you found this place where the pavilion was built?"

This place is quite remote. It was chosen for its tranquility, and the concubines rarely came to the North Side Gate.

Consort Ning paused, then deliberately flattered, "Your Majesty, do you really not know? Who in the harem doesn't know about this? To be honest, Your Majesty has indeed been quite discreet. With such a grand undertaking as building a pavilion, it's only natural that I would know it was happening here."

Just as Jiang Lanye was about to speak, Song Yi tugged at him again.

Song Yi stepped forward: "I am not being low-key? If Your Majesty were to build a grand palace, that would be one thing, but it is just a small pavilion for me to enjoy the scenery. I have never mentioned this matter. On the contrary, Consort Ning is really well-informed about the movements outside the palace."

Consort Ning forced a smile: "It was just something I overheard casually, Your Highness, there's no need to be angry."

"I am not angry."

She sometimes particularly disliked Consort Ning's way of speaking; seemingly impeccable, yet every word was barbed and subtly implied others' feelings, which Song Yi found disgusting. If this was what others considered dignified and composed, ha!
"It's good that Your Highness isn't angry. You are carrying the Emperor's child, so everything should be done with your best interests at heart."

After saying that, she looked at Jiang Lanye with a smile: "Your Majesty, I happen to see you today, and I would like to ask you something."

"explain."

"The fine clothes, jade, and jewelry that Your Majesty bestowed upon me the other day were so numerous that my palace is almost overflowing. My mother loves those jewels and jewelry. I wonder if I could take this opportunity to present some of what Your Majesty bestowed upon me out of the palace."

Jiang Lanye frowned slightly, clearly uninterested in such matters, and said succinctly, "Whatever."

Consort Ning glanced at Song Yi: "It's mainly because Your Majesty has bestowed so many gifts upon us. I thank Your Majesty very much."

Seeing that she had said enough, Consort Ning turned and left.

Song Yi rolled her eyes dramatically.

"Jiang Lanye, do you think this kind of person is dignified? I think he should be called a weirdo."

And then there's the claim that she's pregnant with the emperor's child, and that everything has to be done her way. These words just sound grating.

Jiang Lanye pursed his lips, "I have bestowed many gifts upon her, but I have no idea what they were."

It was only because of her father's influence that Jiang Lanye would occasionally order people from the Imperial Household Department to select some nice things to send over. As for what was sent or whether Consort Ning liked it, he never asked.

After all, these things meant nothing to him. Since she was the daughter of a court official, he just needed to treat her well in the palace.

Song Yi looked at him and deliberately drew out her words, "Oh—"

"real."

"Oh--"

Jiang Lanye couldn't help but chuckle: "You're so cute like this."

"You were there that day too. Consort Ning's father submitted a memorial inquiring about Consort Ning's recent condition. I casually instructed someone to give Consort Ning some gifts, just to show others."

Song Yi couldn't help but click her tongue twice: "From what she said, it sounds like you wish you could give her all the good stuff in the entire Imperial Household Department. Didn't you hear her say that the palace is already overflowing? Jiang Lanye, how come I don't have that much stuff?"

"Are you sure you didn't?"

Jiang Lanye glared at someone.

"In the palace, do you still remember what my actual sleeping quarters are?"

".Zichen Palace".

"Then why don't you and I go inside on ordinary days?"

Song Yi guiltily looked away.

It's no exaggeration to say that the entire Zichen Palace has become her dressing room, with clothes for all four seasons, various fabrics, shoes, and jewelry all piled up there.

Otherwise, the Golden Palace would never have looked so spacious.

Jiang Lanye usually had quite a few robes, but they were all pushed aside by Song Yi's clothes.

Not to mention that the Imperial Clothing Bureau was making new clothes and sending them over every few days.

"I just forgot for a moment, didn't I?"

Jiang Lanye chuckled: "I thought you were deliberately trying to keep a low profile in front of her, so you didn't mention this matter."

His words annoyed Song Yi.

Yes, we could have countered just now; it was such a great opportunity.

Recalling her smug departure, Song Yi felt somewhat resentful.

(End of this chapter)