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

Chapter 211 The Dispute Outside the Palace

The imperial physician sighed silently and said nothing.

Jiang Lanye said coldly, "Speak."

The imperial physician was at a loss, and dared not disobey Jiang Lanye's words. After a long silence, he said in a hoarse voice, "As long as it doesn't worsen, three years."

Jiang Lanye nodded knowingly, "That means less than three years."

The imperial physician dared not say anything more. After he left, Song Yi immediately stood up and glared at him angrily.

"I don't believe it. It's not like it can't be raised back to health. How come it's been less than three years? Asking such a question is meaningless."

Jiang Lanye looked at her with an exceptionally calm expression.

"Yiyi, during the three years you were away from me, I was like a walking corpse. Now that you're back, if you can stay with me for another three years, I'll consider it as if you never left during those three years, and that will satisfy me."

Song Yi's eyes stung with tears. She said coldly, "Are you satisfied? No, I'm not. I've been with you for three years, and you left so easily. What about me? Do you want me to stay here, or go back to my own world?"

"No matter which world I'm in, you're no longer by my side. Do you even know how heartbroken I am?"

After saying that, she said impatiently, "Untie me."

Jiang Lanye gave her a deep look, then took out a small key from his sleeve and gently unlocked the door.

"Do you feel like you won't live that long? The Imperial Medical Academy has excellent medical skills, you should trust them. Besides, I'm by your side now, so you can be happy every day. As long as you don't overwork yourself, you'll definitely see results in time."

Jiang Lanye saw that she was really angry. He wanted to hug Song Yi, but Song Yi immediately took a step back and said quickly, "Jiang Lanye, don't you think you're too easily satisfied? It's only been three years. We can have many more three-year periods in the future. Wouldn't it be better if we grew old together?"

Seeing that Jiang Lanye had finally shown some reaction, he genuinely wanted to spend more time with Song Yi.

Seeing this, Song Yi said with satisfaction, "When you're better, the imperial physician will no longer restrict you from doing... cough, that kind of thing. You can do whatever you want, and I will absolutely not resist you, okay?"

She was completely going all out.

Jiang Lanye smiled helplessly.

"I understand."

With just a simple sentence, Song Yi understood that he had made up his mind.

She was somewhat pleased, "Then today..."

"We still need to meet."

Song Yi: "."

Half an hour later.

In the side hall.

Jiang Lanye used to meet with ministers directly in the Golden Palace. But ever since Song Yi moved into the Golden Palace with him, and the place was filled with traces of their life together, he developed a selfish desire to keep others out of the main hall.

Song Yi followed Jiang Lanye out. She didn't want to go in, knowing that her presence would make the ministers uncomfortable in this kind of situation.

From afar, she saw Consort Ning and her father walking towards the side hall.

"Father, I haven't seen you for a long time. The Empress Dowager specially allowed me to come to the palace to discuss state affairs with His Majesty."

Consort Ning's father said with some relief, "You have won the Empress Dowager's favor since you entered the palace. You have done a good job."

As soon as she finished speaking, Consort Ning looked up and saw Song Yi standing next to Jiang Lanye. She pursed her lips and said softly, "Father, that is the Imperial Concubine." "I know."

The four stood together, and he respectfully said, "Your humble servant greets Your Majesty and Your Highness the Imperial Concubine."

Song Yi smiled and nodded. She hadn't expected Consort Ning to follow her. Her gaze fell on Song Yi's face.

Consort Ning first looked at Jiang Lanye, a fleeting look of infatuation in her eyes, then her gaze fell on Song Yi's face. The moment their eyes met, it seemed as if a bright spark ignited between them.

Jiang Lanye lowered his eyes to look at Song Yi and said gently, "If you don't want to go in, then wait for me obediently outside."

Song Yi couldn't help but whisper, "Don't forget your promise to me that we can't talk for too long."

Seeing the two whispering to each other, Consort Ning's expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

After the two went inside, Song Yi and Consort Ning stood outside waiting.

Consort Ning spoke first: "Greetings, Your Highness."

Song Yi responded indifferently and casually asked, "Does Consort Ning intend to just wait outside like this?"

"Isn't Your Majesty also waiting?"

She smiled suddenly and said, "My father served as an official in the court for decades. When I first entered the palace, His Majesty took good care of me because of my father and directly conferred upon me the title of Consort Ning."

Song Yi nodded, clearly not caring at all.

"Your Highness the Imperial Concubine appeared by His Majesty's side three years ago, when His Majesty had already been on the throne for quite some time. In fact, I have been with His Majesty for more than a year."

Song Yi's eyes flickered slightly. Consort Ning's provocation was too direct. As a woman herself, she knew that Consort Ning wanted to make her feel uncomfortable because of her.

"Accompany? What Consort Ning means by accompanying you, does it mean that His Majesty only speaks to you occasionally because of your father?"

Just as Consort Ning was about to speak, Song Yi slightly raised her hand, interrupting her, casually tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, and said:

"Now, I sleep in the same bed with His Majesty every day, living under the same roof. When His Majesty has nightmares at night, I have to comfort him. That's what it means to be with him. If you hadn't done this back then, then I could only assume that you were just wishfully following His Majesty for a year."

In the past, Song Yi would have scoffed at such provocation, but she had indeed fallen in love with Jiang Lanye, so she didn't need to be polite to a woman who clearly coveted Jiang Lanye.

You just want to argue, huh? Then bring it on.

Eunuch Cao, who was standing to the side, stared at the two of them and vaguely smelled the smell of gunpowder. He was completely dumbfounded.

Consort Ning took a deep breath, her whole body tensing up because of Song Yi's words.

"Your Majesty certainly has a lot of company, but to be honest, anyone could have accompanied Your Majesty to meals and sleep. There's nothing special about what Your Majesty can do. It's me, on the other hand. Not only can I accompany Your Majesty, but my father is also Your Majesty's right-hand man. Whether in the court or the harem, he can bring Your Majesty great benefits."

Song Yi listened without expression and said, "There were so many ministers in the previous dynasty, and your father was just one of them. Of course, His Majesty was willing to give him an important position, but that doesn't mean he was willing to be close to you. The fact that he put you in the harem is all thanks to your father. Otherwise, what charm do you think you have that would make His Majesty bestow upon you the title of Consort Ning?"

"If you are so confident, you can go and tell His Majesty that from today onwards, the person accompanying him has changed from me to you, and see if His Majesty will agree."

Consort Ning bit her lower lip tightly. "His Majesty is not a man of great desires. Rather than companionship, he needs someone who can benefit him more by his side."

Hearing her words, Song Yi felt a strange urge to laugh.

She recalled the scene yesterday when Jiang Lanye forcibly pressed her onto his lap and ran amok with his hands, so she deliberately straightened the collar of her clothes below her neck, revealing an ambiguous red mark.

These are all traces left behind when Jiang Lan couldn't control his passion at night.

(End of this chapter)