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

Chapter 103 Her Weapon
After an unknown amount of time, two soldiers hurriedly returned after cutting through the fence with their swords, just as they were about to set off again.

The girl, carrying some dry rations, ran over and said:

"Wait! You must be on your way to war. I don't have much good food, so take these rations with you as a token of my gratitude."

After saying that, she glanced shyly at the carriage window again, but the curtain remained drawn. Disappointed, she looked away and took two steps back.

The group set off again. Jiang Lanye lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then suddenly reached out and took Song Yi's small hand.

Just as Song Yi was about to break free, he held her firmly in his grasp again.

He carefully chose his words and said in a low voice, "I was wrong."

Song Yi nearly lost her composure, her lips curving downwards as she asked in a low voice, "What did you do wrong?"

Jiang Lanye narrowed his eyes and reached out to pinch Song Yi's cheek.

"Song Yi, you've really gotten something out of you."

Just a moment ago they were pitifully trying to apologize, but in the blink of an eye they've reverted to their original state.

Song Yi grumbled and said, "That girl just now stared at you several times, her eyes practically glued to your face, and you were still pretending."

Jiang Lanye was stunned for a moment, then suddenly chuckled softly.

Song Yi glared at him.

"Still laughing."

Jiang Lanye casually toyed with her fingers and said leisurely, "Are you jealous?"

Although it was a question, his tone was decisive, indicating that Song Yi was definitely jealous.

"No wonder I kept smelling a sour vinegar smell in this carriage."

Song Yi, having had her thoughts guessed, turned her back to him and remained silent, leaving only a cold, indifferent silhouette.

Jiang Lanye asked gently, "Am I wrong in this matter?"

Yes, of course we have it.

Jiang Lanye raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong with that?"

Song Yi gritted her teeth and said fiercely, "Who told you to be so good-looking?"

Jiang Lanye chuckled softly, forcibly straightening her body. Looking at her face, he said seriously, "If you hadn't come to my side and become my Consort Yun, I'm afraid there would be quite a few people proposing marriage to you now."

Song Yi glanced at him sideways and muttered, "Most people probably couldn't stand my temper."

"I have never thought you had a temper; I only think that you are exceptionally adorable no matter what your mood is."

Whenever he said these words, they were exceptionally alluring, his voice light and gentle, drifting into her ears.

Song Yi couldn't help but smile, and said somewhat awkwardly, "Alright then, I forgive you."

Upon seeing this, Jiang Lanye suddenly took something out of his pocket.

Song Yi looked at it curiously and saw that it was carefully wrapped in a handkerchief. He opened the handkerchief and found a very thin and sharp hairpin.

She was somewhat surprised.

Because the hairpin was a very plain color, Jiang Lanye knew she didn't like it, but she still took it out.

“This hairpin is different from the hairpins you usually wear.”

He showed the tip to Song Yi.

"This is your weapon when necessary."

Before coming, even though Jiang Lanye had already decided that he would protect Song Yi, he was still worried. He felt that Song Yi was weak and needed something to protect herself.

She was weak and had never held a sword before; a dagger was too dangerous for her and not small enough.

After much deliberation, he instructed the palace maids to forge such a hairpin overnight.

Jiang Lanye gave it to her and said, "Wear it carefully. If you encounter danger in the future, this will be your weapon for self-defense."

Song Yi took it blankly. "Why didn't you give it to me sooner?"

Jiang Lanye said, "I was afraid that if I gave it to you earlier, you would overthink things and feel scared."

"I wasn't planning on giving it to you at first, but then I thought, you never know what might happen."

Song Yi carefully put it away.

Jiang Lanye added, "Once we leave this village, we'll reach Rongcheng. We'll rest there for a day before continuing our journey."

When an emperor personally leads an expedition, the towns along the way are always prepared in advance to welcome and entertain him.

Hearing this, Song Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

This means she can take a good bath and tidy herself up.

With nothing to do, she lowered her head and played with the hairpin again, looking at the sharp end, which seemed capable of easily piercing a person's skin. She pressed her index finger against it, and for some reason, she had a bad feeling.

I have this feeling that she might actually be able to use this hairpin.

She leaned on Jiang Lanye's shoulder, and after walking for less than half a day, she suddenly heard voices again.

She was startled and quickly peered out, only to find a city gate in front of her, with a few scattered people moving back and forth.

"This is... Rongcheng?"

Jiang Lanye responded with a faint "yes".

Song Yi had thought that although Rongcheng could not compare to the capital, it was still a proper city, but he never expected it to be so dilapidated.

A strong wind blew all night, leaving the ground dirty and messy. Many vendors' stalls were blown away by the wind, and their goods were scattered all over the ground.

Occasionally, a few people could be seen hunched over as they passed by, curiously peering at the soldiers.

The carriage stopped in front of a mansion. A minister stood at the gate, whom Song Yi did not recognize. He respectfully invited Jiang Lanye to get down and then spoke to him.

Finally, Jiang Lanye took Song Yi's hand and helped her down from the carriage, then led her inside.

Would you like to take a shower first or eat something first?

he asked softly.

Although the city was dilapidated, it still had a lively atmosphere, so Song Yi was somewhat relieved and said, "I would like to take a bath first."

Jiang Lanye said, "Go ahead, let Xichun serve you. I have other matters to attend to and will come to find you later."

The rooms have been arranged, and Jiang Lanye and Song Yi will naturally stay in the same room.

Song Yi nodded, watching as the minister welcomed Jiang Lanye into the hall.

Then, she pulled Xichun into another small room.

Having traveled a long and tiring journey yesterday, Song Yi was overjoyed to see the steaming hot water in the bucket. After closing the door tightly, she immediately took off her dress.

The moment she touched the hot water, she was so comfortable she couldn't speak. She quickly said, "Xichun, please wash my hair properly for me."

Looking at her blissful expression, Xichun said, "Okay."

After washing her hair last, Song Yi carefully washed her body. Her skin was red in large patches, her shoulder joints were pink, and her face was flushed from the hot water.

Xichun rolled up her sleeves and poured hot water on her, but suddenly remembered something and said, "This servant forgot to bring in the soap, Your Highness, please wait a moment."

"it is good."

She pushed open the door and hurriedly went out.

Before long, Jiang Lanye finished talking with the person, stood in front of the door, listened to the sound of water dripping inside, and without hesitation, pushed the door open and went in.

The first thing you see is a smooth, white back. Song Yi is a bit thin, with prominent, slightly protruding shoulder blades on both sides.

Three thousand strands of hair clung damply to her shoulders.

(End of this chapter)