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

Chapter 70 Jiang Lanye Awakens

"what?"

Song Yi immediately lifted her skirt and ran back to the Golden Palace.

Inside the hall at this moment.

Two imperial physicians knelt on the ground to administer acupuncture to Jiang Lanye.

Song Yi, his breathing unsteady, strode over and asked, "How is His Majesty?"

The two imperial physicians immediately raised their index fingers, signaling Song Yi to be quiet.

Immediately afterwards, she heard Jiang Lanye saying something in a very low voice.

The two imperial physicians, with mixed feelings, stepped aside to let Song Yi listen.

Song Yi quickly went over.

"Song Yi, don't go. Don't leave me."

"Mother, I'm sorry."

He kept muttering the names of the two people.

Song Yi reached out and gently grasped his hand.

"Jiang Lanye, can you hear me now?"

It seemed he really heard it. The moment Song Yi spoke, his babbling stopped, but he kept his eyes tightly closed and showed no signs of waking up.

Song Yi was not discouraged. She took his hand and whispered, "You heard that, didn't you? You didn't expect that I would stay away from you during the days you were unconscious."

"Why are you so stupid? I was about to shield you, but you still insisted on shielding me again."

The imperial physician's eyes stung with tears as he listened, and he blinked frantically.

"Jiang Lanye, please wake up. I'm so tired. If you don't wake up soon, I won't be able to hold on any longer."

She looked at the countless tiny scratches on her hands, and her nose stung with tears.

"You just fainted like that, leaving all this to me. Do you know how scared I was?"

She choked up and cried while holding his hand.

The two imperial physicians left first.

Tonight, Song Yi fell asleep holding Jiang Lanye's hand.

The next morning, after washing up, Song Yi fed Jiang Lanye a bowl of porridge and then gave him some medicine to replenish his qi and blood.

His complexion was getting better and better, and his pulse was gradually becoming stronger.

Perhaps he will wake up soon.

Song Yi summoned the imperial physician and inquired about the epidemic.

"Thanks to Your Majesty, many palaces were still unwilling to close their gates yesterday because many people were afraid that someone in their palace had contracted the disease. Fortunately, Your Majesty took a firm stance, and the disease did not spread further."

"However, many people developed fevers last night, and the imperial physicians were busy all night. One of them even fainted from exhaustion last night."

Song Yi sighed helplessly and quickly asked, "How is it now?"

"He has woken up and rested for two hours."

Song Yi nodded and murmured, "As long as the epidemic is under control, that's good."

She didn't want to leave Jiang Lanye with so many messes before he woke up and recovered.

Two imperial physicians were rotated to continue watching over Jiang Lanye.

Song Yi glanced at the vase inside the hall.

The flowers in the vase were placed there on the day Jiang Lanye was assassinated. Several days have passed, and no one cares about these details anymore; the flowers have withered and turned yellow.

Song Yi felt distressed upon seeing this and a tightness in her chest, so she threw the flowers away.

"Xichun, I would like to pick some lotus flowers first."

Xichun quickly replied, "Alright, Your Highness has been so busy these past two days, it's good for you to go pick flowers and relax."

Song Yi said to the two imperial physicians, "If His Majesty awakens, please be sure to send someone to inform me."

"Yes."

Xichun followed Song Yi to the lakeside.

Song Yi walked slowly along the lake shore, her mind replaying the first night she arrived at the palace. Jiang Lanye carried her slowly on his back, the moonlight shining on them. It was the first time he had revealed all his feelings to her.

But in the blink of an eye, she could still walk here, while Jiang Lanye was on the verge of death. Song Yi boarded a small boat and, together with Xi Chun, had the eunuchs slowly row them across.

Song Yi rolled up his sleeves, picked many lotus flowers, and held them in his arms.

“Xichun, do you know that I used to not want to stay in the Golden Palace and would go out and stay for a whole day every time? But before I went back, I was afraid that Jiang Lanye would be angry, so I would pick flowers, run in with the flowers in my arms, and put them in his arms, and he would not be angry.”

Song Yi lowered her eyes and gently stroked the lotus petals.

"Thinking about it carefully, it seems like it's been a long time since I've done this."

Xi Chun helped Song Yi carry some of the items and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, this servant wants to ask you, three years ago, did you love His Majesty?"

Song Yi smiled, her eyes reddening.

"of course not."

Because she sees everyone as a fake, two-dimensional character, and even the world itself as a fabrication.

Once she completes her mission and returns, this world will naturally cease to exist.

"what about now?"

Song Yi took a deep breath, remained silent for a long time, and said, "Xichun, I cannot answer this question for the time being."

Xichun nodded and said, "Anyway, this servant thinks it would be good if Your Highness could stay with His Majesty forever."

The boat gradually approached the shore.

Xichun helped Song Yi off the boat. As soon as they stood up, Song Yi vaguely saw Eunuch Cao running towards them.

"Eunuch Cao, what's wrong?"

Song Yi immediately asked loudly.

"Your Majesty, His Majesty has woken up—he has woken up—"

Song Yi was taken aback, then immediately ran back with the lotus flowers she had just picked.

At this moment, inside the Golden Palace.

All the guards and imperial physicians knelt down together, too frightened to even breathe.

Jiang Lan sat on the dragon bed in the middle of the night, her hair disheveled, her eyes gloomy.

"Where did Consort Yun go?"

The head guard cautiously replied, "Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine has gone to pick flowers; she should be back soon."

Jiang Lanye coughed twice and asked in a cold voice, "Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on her?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, I am guilty, but Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Lanye asked, "Where did she go?"

"We went to the lakeside."

Jiang Lanye's pupils constricted slightly. Suddenly, ignoring everyone's advice, he threw off the covers and stood up, swaying as he did so.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty has just woken up and needs to rest well!"

Despite this, no one present dared to stop him.

He slowly walked to the door, and then the palace door was suddenly opened.

"Jiang Lanye!"

Song Yi's voice rang out.

Jiang Lanye was taken aback.

Song Yi, carrying a full bouquet of lotus flowers, rushed into his arms without a care.

Jiang Lanye was knocked back a step by her, but he still subconsciously raised his arm to hug her. The fragrance of lotus flowers followed.

Song Yi thought she wouldn't cry.

But the moment he held her tightly and she felt his warmth, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

"You're finally awake! If you hadn't woken up, I really was going back. I never want to see you again! Why did you take a dagger for me? Why were you unconscious for so many days? Why did you scare me? I hate you so much!"

The flowers in Song Yi's arms eventually fell to the ground.

She clutched Jiang Lanye's robes tightly with both hands, her tears soaking the fabric of his chest.

(End of this chapter)