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

Chapter 313: His memories told him that this thing was not simple.

Song Yi had been keeping an eye on Jiang Lanye's condition. Seeing this, she quickly got off the swing: "I remember now. You were wearing a cloak before, and I tied a pretty knot for you here. But that day you were sweating so much from the heat that you didn't want to untie the knot, so you kept wearing the cloak."

Jiang Lanye looked up, staring at her with a somewhat blank expression.

Seeing his expression, Song Yi was only disappointed for a moment before taking his hand:

"It's alright. Even if you can't remember this, you'll eventually remember it."

Jiang Lanye stood up, pointed at the golden ring, and silently urged her on.

"Uh, I really don't want to run away, do I still have to wear it?"

Jiang Lanye looked at her with displeasure.

"Ok."

Song Yi resignedly put the mask on again and walked back hand in hand with him.

Two imperial physicians were waiting inside the Qingliang Palace. They were going to try to give Jiang Lanye acupuncture, hoping it might help him regain his memory.

Even though Song Yi knew the effect would be negligible, she still decided to let the imperial physician give it a try.

Jiang Lanye was very cooperative, mainly because Song Yi was by his side.

While administering acupuncture, the imperial physician said to Song Yi, "Your Highness, we just returned and discussed this for a while. In His Majesty's condition, if he is only exposed to ordinary things, it may be difficult for him to recover his memory. He must undergo some stimulation."

Song Yi frowned: "Exciting!"

"Yes, the more Your Majesty cares about something, the better."

Song Yi pondered for a moment.

What does he care about?
After the imperial physician finished administering acupuncture and left, Song Yi wanted to help him put on his robes, but because her hands were not in a convenient position, she tried to untie them, but Jiang Lanye stopped her.

This time, she glared directly at Jiang Lanye:
"That's enough for you. We're already back at Qingliang Palace. I'm going to help you put on your clothes now, so you don't catch a cold again."

Jiang Lanye looked at her inquisitively after being glared at like that.

Song Yi felt a chill run down her spine under his gaze: "What are you looking at?"

"You've become much bolder than before."

He said lightly.

Song Yi laughed: "Regarding this, we'll have to ask someone how they've been spoiling me these past two years."

She teased Jiang Lanye on purpose, and Jiang Lanye, unusually flustered, turned his head away: "I don't know."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Eunuch Cao entered from outside the hall.

"Your Majesty, the concubines from all the palaces have arrived. They said they know they shouldn't disturb Your Majesty at this time, but they are really worried and want to take a quick look and leave."

Jiang Lanye gave a casual reply.

After the door was opened, the person in the lead was Consort Ning.

As soon as Consort Ning entered, her gaze fell on Song Yi.

Song Yi raised an eyebrow slightly: "Consort Ning has also arrived."

"Greetings, Your Majesty and Your Majesty."

She glanced at Song Yi's lower abdomen without making a sound, feeling somewhat unwilling.

All that effort was wasted, and in the end, His Majesty lost part of his memory.

Although the coronation ceremony was postponed, Jiang Lanye will regain her memories sooner or later.

Jiang Lanye glanced around casually and noticed that a few people seemed to be missing, but he couldn't remember them for a moment.

"Your Majesty, do you still remember me?"

A person at the back of the crowd asked shyly.

Song Yi looked over and felt embarrassed.

Even if Jiang Lanye hadn't lost his memory, he probably wouldn't remember this person.

As expected, Jiang Lanye said without any hesitation, "I don't remember."

Consort Ning's expression changed slightly. She thought that surely they couldn't have forgotten her too, but it would be too undignified to ask this question in front of so many people, so she forced herself to hold it in.

"I am not injured, but I have lost some of my memories. Consort Yun will help me recover my memories, so you don't need to worry about it. You may all go back."

They had only glanced at him once upon entering, so of course they were unwilling to leave. Song Yi grew increasingly impatient: "His Majesty needs to rest; why aren't you leaving?"

".yes."

After they left, Song Yi sighed helplessly, "When I really become the empress in the future, I won't care about these people in your harem."

Jiang Lanye looked at her thoughtfully again.

"What are you looking at?"

"You looked just like an empress, not bad."

Who needs his evaluation?

"Alright, I'm going to untie this."

"Do not."

"Jiang Lanye, I'm angry."

Jiang Lanye remained silent for a long time before finally giving in.

A smile involuntarily appeared in Song Yi's eyes.

Regardless of the era, Jiang Lanye was always willing to listen to her.

After untying the knot, Song Yi shook her wrist and saw Jiang Lanye stand up to look at the various things in the hall.

Knowing that he now also had the idea of ​​seeking consciousness, Song Yi gradually relaxed and yawned.

She accidentally dozed off for a while, and when she opened her eyes again, she found Jiang Lanye rummaging through a wooden box.

This wooden box was something that had been presented as tribute before. Song Yi hadn't figured out how it ended up here when Jiang Lanye suddenly picked something up and put it in his hand.

"What are you looking at?"

Curious, she quickly walked over.

Jiang Lanye moved the pile of offerings aside and held in his hand the wolf fang necklace he had seen that day.

Song Yi's heart skipped a beat.

Jiang Lanye looked up at her, his gaze terrifyingly calm, like two drops of ink falling into it, exceptionally dark.

"what is this?"

His voice was soft.

Song Yi unconsciously swallowed: "This is...this is something that was brought as tribute."

She never expected Jiang Lanye to react so strongly to this matter.

Jiang Lanye narrowed his eyes: "No, my memories tell me that it's not that simple."

Song Yi was at a loss for words.

Jiang Lanye approached step by step, looking down at her calmly: "Speak."

Song Yi couldn't help but take a step back, and then he tightened his grip around her waist and pulled her closer into his arms: "Speak."

"This is a wolf fang necklace. You probably remember it because it looks very similar to the one that Wolf Owl wore before, and you've seen it before."

"Wolf Owl."

He murmured the name, and then, for some reason, his head felt like it was being pierced by many needles, with a sharp, stabbing pain.

He instinctively covered his head and arched his back in pain.

"Jiang Lanye! What's wrong?"

He took two heavy breaths, feeling as if some memory was about to surface.

In a daze, he saw Song Yi hanging on a catapult, he saw countless soldiers all around him, a dark mass, and he saw countless arrows streaking through the air.

Immediately afterwards, he saw Song Yi being held behind a shield by a man.

The scene shifts, and he sees Song Yi in her wedding dress again, with that same person standing beside her.
Who is it?

What's going on with these images?

He knelt on one knee. Seeing this, Song Yi quickly helped him up and led him to lie down on the dragon bed: "Jiang Lanye, is something on your mind?"

(End of this chapter)