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

Chapter 159 I Want a Kiss

She stopped in her tracks, turned around and glared at him fiercely, then leaned down and gave him a light peck on the lips, saying, "Alright, stop fooling around, I'll go call the army doctor in."

Seeing her leave, Jiang Lanye gently licked his lips as if savoring the memory.

Soon, several people rushed in carrying medicine boxes. When they saw that Jiang Lanye was really awake, they blinked in disbelief.

They all thought Jiang Lanye would be unconscious for a long time, but they never expected this.
Seeing that they were all stunned, Song Yi urged, "Quickly, take His Majesty's pulse. He has no strength at all. What's wrong with him?"

They didn't dare delay. They pulled back the blanket and first checked the wound bandage to make sure there was no bleeding before carefully taking the pulse.

Song Yi was extremely nervous, but Jiang Lanye didn't seem to mind at all; he just kept staring at Song Yi.

He didn't know how long he had been unconscious, but he felt that the scene in front of him was very similar to when he was in the palace. He had also slept for several days, and when he woke up, Song Yi looked the same.

Nervous and weak.

It was as if all the strength in her frail body had been drained away in an instant.

As Jiang Lanye watched, a pang of sadness welled up inside him.

He actually felt really guilty.

The military doctor took the pulse for a long time, his expression growing increasingly grave.

Seeing this, Song Yi didn't dare to breathe loudly. When he finally withdrew his hand, she quickly asked, "How is it?"

He didn't speak, but simply gestured for Song Yi to go outside and listen.

Upon seeing this, Song Yi's eyes immediately welled up with tears again.

She walked out with unsteady steps, and then heard the army doctor speak wearily and helplessly:
"His Majesty was injured before, and his qi and blood were damaged after that. Although he recovered later, his body was actually much weaker than before. Now, with this injury, he has lost so much qi and blood. His Majesty's pulse is extremely weak. Perhaps His Majesty's willpower is strong enough to wake up this time, but even so, it cannot hide the fact that he is deficient in both qi and blood."

Song Yi's lips trembled slightly. "I know his previous injuries have had a great impact on him, but he seems to be in relatively good spirits now, he just doesn't have any strength."

"That's the crux of the problem."

He sighed and said, “Your Majesty, waking up doesn’t mean anything. His Majesty’s body is extremely weak right now. It wouldn’t be surprising if he fell asleep again in the next moment. Our medical skills are not as good as those of the imperial physicians in the palace. After all, we are mostly responsible for treating external injuries left by war. In fact, our medical skills are not that refined.”

Song Yi pursed her lips, forcing herself to calm down, and said, word by word:

"We can only rely on you now."

“Your Majesty, I know that Your Majesty’s health is being taken care of by us. But Your Majesty must understand that the conditions in the military camp are not the same as in the palace. The palace has everything: ginseng, angelica, cinnamon. But there is nothing here. Under such harsh conditions, it will be extremely difficult for Your Majesty to recover your health.”

Song Yi swayed for a moment.

She took a deep breath and said coldly, "His Majesty is awake. Don't tell me he won't survive."

"Your Majesty, please calm down. Your humble servant would not dare to deceive you. Everything that follows will depend on His Majesty's own ability to recover."

Song Yi closed her eyes briefly to calm her turbulent emotions and said, "Alright, I understand. During this time, if there is anything that requires my cooperation, I will do my best and take good care of Your Majesty."

After saying that, she went inside.

Jiang Lanye was still conscious. He watched Song Yi walk towards him step by step and asked in a low voice:

"What did you say?"

Song Yi forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, sat down beside him, carefully tucked the blanket around him, and said:
"You're awake now, but you're still very weak. So you need to rest well in the days to come. I need to take good care of you. You can't overexert yourself at all."

Jiang Lanye gazed silently into her eyes, and gave a self-deprecating smile:
"I came here to command the military, but I never expected to become a burden."

Hearing him say that, Song Yi's heart tightened.

"What nonsense are you talking about? You are an emperor, an emperor revered by all. Who would consider you a burden?"

Seeing that Jiang Lanye remained silent, Song Yi softened her tone and whispered:
"You should rest well. They said you might fall into a coma again at any time. If you're tired, don't push yourself. Just close your eyes and sleep. You can only listen to me these next few days, okay?" Jiang Lanye just smiled and didn't answer.

Upon seeing this, Song Yi immediately became furious.

You must listen to me!

Otherwise, he would have been dead.

Song Yi dared not tell Jiang Lanye this.

Jiang Lanye vaguely guessed why Song Yi was angry, but he said "okay" in order to calm Song Yi down.

Hearing his agreement, Song Yi's expression softened for a moment, and she asked:
Are you hungry? Is there anything you'd like to eat?

"I want to eat anything you cook, anything is fine."

Song Yi's eyes welled up again, and she couldn't help but press her forehead against his and gently rub it against his.

"Okay, I'll go cook now. You can close your eyes and rest for a while."

After saying that, she stood up reluctantly, almost unwilling to turn around and leave.

Jiang Lanye asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I'm just afraid that when I come back, you'll..."

Jiang Lanye understood what she meant and smiled calmly: "No, it won't happen."

He felt that he was still in good spirits and that he should not fall into a deep sleep today.

Song Yi returned quickly.

Jiang Lanye glanced at it and smiled helplessly, "It's porridge again."

"Given your condition, it's already quite good that you can drink porridge. They said you need to nourish your body. Although there's not much good food here, we still cooked you chicken porridge."

Jiang Lanye responded and asked, "Is it snowing outside?"

Song Yi's eyelashes trembled slightly.

She gets a little sad when she talks about it.

"Yes, it's been raining for several days now. It started raining the day you were assassinated."

She wasn't a sentimental person and knew that she shouldn't be thinking about romantic or leisurely matters at a time like this, but she still couldn't help feeling resentful that Jiang Lanye hadn't been able to watch the first snowfall with her.

Jiang Lanye looked at her and said, "I will definitely watch the first snowfall next year with you."

Song Yi's brow twitched slightly.

She clearly didn't say anything, but Jiang Lanye seemed to know everything about her, like he could read her mind.

Song Yi smiled and said, "You promised me this."

After saying that, she placed the porridge on the table and asked, "Do you want to sit up? But you have to be careful with your wound. It's better to lie down halfway."

"it is good."

Song Yi brought over two pillows and carefully helped Jiang Lanye up, quickly placing two pillows under him. Then she hurriedly lifted the blanket to check his wounds and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't be so nervous."

Jiang Lanye said softly.

(End of this chapter)