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

Chapter 303 Would You Be His Empress?
Seeing that she was barefoot on the floor tiles again, Jiang Lanye ordered in a low voice, "Put your shoes on."

".oh."

After Song Yi put on her shoes, the two palace maids left. She was somewhat flustered as she faced the box of jewelry.

"Jiang Lanye, isn't this a bit too exaggerated? It's all gold and red, it hurts my eyes to look at it."

Jiang Lanye smiled slightly: "The phoenix robe is more than half finished. I'll take you to see it again someday, and then you'll know what true extravagance is."

Song Yi: "."

This is truly outrageous!

"Now I understand why everyone thinks the coronation ceremony should be held after my pregnancy is stable."

She was wearing all the stuff from that box; she probably couldn't walk because of the weight of it.

Not to mention the complexity of the coronation ceremony, which involved numerous rituals.

Even if you're not pregnant, standing all day will leave you exhausted by night.

Song Yi couldn't help but touch the gold bracelet again. It was solid and felt heavy in her hand.

"Would you like to try it on?"

".good."

Jiang Lanye took her hand and carefully put the necklace on her.

Her wrists were slender and her skin was fair. The extravagant and bright gold bracelet that appeared on her wrist was hard to miss.

"Yiyi, this is not just a coronation ceremony, but also the wedding of the emperor and empress. You are the first empress in my many years on the throne, and also the only empress. At that time, not only the court officials, but the whole world will know that you and I are husband and wife."

After saying that, he suddenly took Song Yi's hand again, lowered his head and kissed the back of her hand:
"I will order people to engrave the marriage certificate, which will be printed on the gold book and will never be erased for thousands of generations."

Song Yi gazed at him quietly, then suddenly blurted out, "Jiang Lanye, is this a proposal?"

"Ok?"

He frowned slightly, not quite understanding Song Yi's words.

"Why beg? Isn't it a matter of mutual consent?"

Song Yi couldn't help but laugh: "I know, but where I'm from, this is a kind of ritual, a process. Even if you know the other party will definitely agree, the necessary steps still have to be followed."

Jiang Lanye looked at her earnestly: "So how do you perform this ceremony?"

Song Yi hesitated for a moment: "Never mind, I don't think it's appropriate for you, as an emperor."

He tightened his grip on Song Yi's waist, "Speak."

"Kneeling on one knee and presenting a ring? That's the gist of it."

Jiang Lanye raised an eyebrow: "That's it?"

"What do you mean 'that's all'? To you, kneeling on one knee is strange enough."

He couldn't help but chuckle, then turned around and took a gold ring out of the box.

The ruby ​​set in this ring is exceptionally bright and clear, and the pattern around the ring is also very delicate.

Song Yi watched as he steadily picked up the ring with his right hand, and suddenly her heart raced.

Is it really true?
Song Yi held her breath and watched as Jiang Lanye held the ring in his right hand, then suddenly released her waist with his left hand and lowered his body.

The hem of his dragon robe swept across the ground. He knelt on one knee, his back still straight as a pine tree. When he looked up at her, his deep eyes reflected a bright light, as if they held the entire starry sky within them.

"Song Yi," he said in a deep, clear voice, "I offer the entire empire as my dowry, and ask you—"

The jewels on the ring gleamed with a warm light as he slowly handed it to her.

"Would you be willing to become my empress?"

Song Yi looked at the emperor who had always been high and mighty, but now knelt before her, his outstretched hand trembling.

"With your dowry, no one would be willing to accept it."

He chuckled softly: "Just for you."

Song Yi slapped his hand impatiently: "My hand is already out, put it on me."

Jiang Lanye gave her a deep look: "Does this mean you're willing?"

"Didn't you already know? If I hadn't suddenly brought up this so-called ceremony today, you wouldn't have even asked me."

Song Yi pursed her lips.

She knew Jiang Lanye too well. Even if she was unwilling, Jiang Lanye would use both soft and hard tactics, even if it meant tying her up, to ensure that the coronation ceremony would be completed.

"But you say this is a necessary step for your place, so I want to hear the answer from you." Song Yi tried his best to put on a serious expression: "I am willing."

"Yeah, I knew that already."

Song Yi: "."

She was about to hit Jiang Lanye when she felt a chill on her fingers.

Jiang Lanye pushed the small gold ring towards the base of his finger.

Song Yi was stunned for a moment.

This was something she had never imagined before.

But it's really hard to imagine; I wouldn't even dare to dream of being with an emperor.
Song Yi was stunned for a moment. When she came to her senses, she saw Jiang Lanye still kneeling on one knee on the ground and chuckled.

"What are you doing? Get up."

Jiang Lanye said very sincerely, "I'm afraid our ceremony is different from yours."

"Okay, you can get up now."

Jiang Lanye stood up, staring at Song Yi, waiting for her to say something.

"what happened?"

He narrowed his eyes. "Shouldn't the next step be a kiss?"

Song Yi choked for a moment, not expecting Jiang Lanye to guess correctly, but her expression remained unchanged:
"No, people from my area are very conservative and don't kiss so easily."

"is it?"

"Yes."

"I have no intention of complying with this."

"What? Ugh!"

Before Song Yi could finish speaking, Jiang Lanye grabbed the back of her head and kissed her deeply.

After a while, the two separated slightly. Song Yi, panting, heard Jiang Lanye say:

"I believe you are lying to me."

"Where did you get that feeling from?"

"Love between men and women is something that cannot be controlled by one's own will. If what just happened can be considered a marriage proposal ceremony, now that you have proposed to the one you love, how can you resist kissing her?"

"This shows you have poor self-control!"

"How many people in the world have such good self-control?"

Jiang Lanye spoke as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Or are people from your area generally more pretentious?

Song Yi: "."

She was utterly defeated.

Observing her expression, Jiang Lanye's tone became increasingly certain: "You were indeed lying to me."

"Okay, okay, stop making trouble."

Just as she was about to take off the ring and put it back on on the day she was crowned empress, Jiang Lanye stopped her again.

"Once you put it on, why would you take it off?"

"But it's so valuable, I'm afraid I'll lose it if I wear it for the next couple of days."

"I am not so poor that I cannot even produce a few rings."

Song Yi glared at him: "It has a different meaning. This one was given to me by you, and you put it on my finger yourself."

"What jewelry on you wasn't a gift from me, something I personally put on you?"

Song Yi: "Jiang Lanye, you're driving me crazy!"

She glanced at Jiang Lanye's empty hands.

He used to wear a thumb ring, but he liked to grope Song Yi all the time, and whenever the jade thumb ring touched her skin, she would complain that it was too cold.

So now he doesn't even wear the jade thumb ring anymore.

(End of this chapter)