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

Chapter 324 Consort Ning commits suicide by jumping into a well
"Open the door."

"Yes, Your Majesty, please take your time."

Jiang Lanye's voice suddenly came from outside the Cold Palace. Consort Ning was startled, and then immediately stood up.

Could it be... could it be that things are taking a turn for the better?

She could hardly contain her excitement, and when she saw Jiang Lanye slowly walking in, she became even happier: "Your Majesty, why did you come so suddenly?"

Jiang Lanye merely glanced at the small courtyard, his gaze settling on her dusty skirt, his voice icy: "I have already ordered your father to be beheaded and displayed to the public."

The slight smile on Consort Ning's face instantly froze.

She should have expected this. To put it bluntly, this was the crime of regicide. If an assassin was caught, his entire family would be executed. Jiang Lanye had already given her father some face by only beheading him.

"And my mother and sister, they..."

"Everyone in your household, including your mother, is to be exiled to Lingnan from this day forward, and never to return to the capital." He interrupted Consort Ning directly.

Jiang Lanye's words were the last straw that broke the camel's back. Consort Ning felt as if her heart had been suddenly gripped by a large hand, causing her immense pain.

Her frail body swayed for a moment, and her eyes were filled with pain as she looked at Jiang Lanye.

The man before her was the only person she had ever truly loved in her life, but he was also the one who ordered her father to be beheaded and her mother and sister to be exiled to Lingnan.

Ironically, he never had any affection for her, and all those years of companionship couldn't even earn her a shred of pity.

"Your Majesty, you are so cruel to me."

Her eyes were filled with tears.

Jiang Lanye simply stared at her calmly: "You were ruthless to Song Yi too."

She froze for a moment.

"Your Majesty."

He spoke indifferently: "Years ago, Song Yi and I fell in love. She was the only woman I ever loved. Now, after all the hardships, she is three months pregnant. She has never provoked you, nor has she ever harmed you."

"But when you and your father were working together from the inside, did you ever think about how painful and cruel it would be to lose your child, or even your life?"

As he spoke, the temperature in his eyes grew colder and colder: "Consort Ning, you and your father are indeed people who share the same blood. Both of you are ruthless. Why put yourselves in such a pitiful position now?"

She chuckled and said, "Yes, I have only myself to blame."

"So, Your Majesty, you came here today to make me fully experience this heart-wrenching pain, is that right?"

He shook his head: "I'm not that bored. Tomorrow I will take Song Yi back to the palace and hold the coronation ceremony. Before that, I'll take care of your matter first, otherwise she won't be at ease."

"The Empress's investiture ceremony".

She murmured, her eyelids fluttering slightly: "She's going to be crowned Empress. In the end, I still couldn't get what I wanted."

That's good too.

At least she could die before Song Yi's coronation ceremony, so that she wouldn't be stimulated again on that day.

"I will grant you the right to commit suicide; as for the method, you may choose."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Gazing at the fluttering hem of his dragon robe, Consort Ning tremblingly raised her hand, finally clenching it into a fist in mid-air.

The person she desperately wanted to hold onto should never have been someone she met in the first place.

Soon, two eunuchs entered.

"Your Majesty, please choose."

She merely glanced at what the eunuch was holding, chuckled, and under the astonished gazes of the two men, took a step back, turned around, stood by the dry well, closed her eyes, and jumped in.

This dry well is very deep and there is no water in it.

Consort Ning noticed it as soon as she was locked up.

She didn't know if there were other people's bodies in the dry well; perhaps she was the first person to jump in.

When you're heartbroken, why bother about how you die? It's better to just end it quickly.

The two eunuchs walked to the edge of the dry well, made sure there was no more movement inside, exchanged a glance, and slowly shook their heads.

"Let's go, she's already dead." Early the next morning.

Seeing that Song Yi had a good appetite, Jiang Lanye gradually felt relieved.

"If you like this snack, take it with you on the road."

She actually carried the plate onto the carriage, and with remarkable ease, she put her legs on Jiang Lanye's lap, dangling them in the air and swinging them back and forth: "Try it, it's really delicious."

He naturally opened his mouth and took a bite of the pastry that Song Yi handed him: "Mmm."

"Oh, right, Consort Ning, she..."

"She is dead. Her father was beheaded, and the rest were exiled."

Song Yi was taken aback for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."

"Yiyi, from now on, I will let you live a carefree life."

Song Yi leaned in and kissed him: "I believe you. It's autumn now, and when winter comes, you..."

Before Song Yi could finish speaking, Jiang Lanye took the initiative to say, "I want to go out of the palace with you and see the beautiful scenery of the capital."

Song Yi touched her belly: "I'll be six months pregnant by then, which is fine. I think the most inconvenient time to move around will be around August or September."

"I have everything under my control."

Song Yi was in a good mood and deliberately winked at him: "You're saying so many nice things today, are you looking for a marriage partner?"

Jiang Lanye smiled and asked, "Will you give it to me?"

"No."

He reached out and grabbed Song Yi by the back of the neck, and just as he was about to lean in, Eunuch Cao's voice suddenly rang out from outside the carriage: "Your Highness, should we keep this rabbit with your servant and Xichun, or..."

Song Yi's eyes lit up, and she immediately reached out and slapped him away: "Give it to me, give it to me."

She leaned out and picked up the chubby rabbit, unable to resist pinching its flesh: "It seems to have gained quite a bit of weight."

Jiang Lanye: "."

His expression wasn't good, but he still reached out and gently touched the rabbit: "It's just that its fur has gotten longer."

"It seems so."

She tucked the rabbit into her bosom, abandoning the delicious snacks she had just enjoyed, and kept her head down, stroking it the whole way.

Jiang Lanye finally lost his temper and picked up the rabbit, putting it down, until Song Yi's dress was covered in white fur.

"Let it rest for a while."

"Ok."

He reached out and pinched Song Yi's chin, his expression cold: "But I don't need to rest."

Song Yi took two seconds to react.

Does this mean we can take advantage of him?

Song Yi immediately threw herself into his arms and stroked him haphazardly, like she would a rabbit: "Jiang Lanye, sometimes you're even cuter than that rabbit."

Jiang Lanye didn't like this description and turned her head away: "No."

"I said I have one, so I have one. Otherwise, how about we raise another black rabbit after we return to the palace?"

He frowned.

One of them is like this.

"Why?"

"The black rabbit seems to represent you better, while the white rabbit might represent me."

She said in a serious tone, "Then the black rabbit's name will be Jiang Lanye."

Jiang Lanye: "."

(End of this chapter)