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

Chapter 29 Fainted Again

Song Yi took the book out and went into the room, startling Xi Chun.

"Cai Nu, why are you all dirty?"

Song Yi's mind was filled with those few lines from the book. She asked, "Xi Chun, are there any extra candles?"

Xichun was taken aback. "There are plenty of candles."

Song Yi took out the candles, then gestured for Xi Chun to stay in the room and wait for her. She took the candles, went to a vacant spot in the corner, placed them on the ground, and then lit them one by one.

She stood in the center of the candles, her eyes lowered in thought.

At this moment, outside Linfang Palace.

As soon as Jiang Lanye stepped down from the imperial carriage, the eunuch in front of him was about to announce his arrival when he said, "No need."

Following him, Eunuch Cao couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty, this place is truly remote."

Jiang Lanye pursed his lips, looking at the somewhat dilapidated palace before him.

He had ordered her to move here, but tonight he couldn't calm down and decided to come to Linfang Palace.

Eunuch Cao carefully pushed open the door.

It's already very late; Song Yi is probably already asleep.

Jiang Lanye walked in with his hands behind his back, casually looked around, and then his gaze was drawn to the faint light in the corner.

He squinted, raised his hand to signal the servants behind him not to follow, and then quietly walked over.

At this moment, Song Yi was staring intently at the candlelight flickering in the wind, and couldn't help but mutter, "The moon is so bright tonight."

No sooner had she finished speaking than a familiar, chilling voice suddenly rang out.

"What are you doing?"

It was late at night, and Linfang Palace was already empty. She was in a corner, so she was on edge. Suddenly, a sound came from behind her. She screamed in fright, turned around abruptly, and accidentally stepped on a protruding stone.

Just as she was about to fall, Jiang Lanye immediately stepped forward, reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist, looking down calmly at the terrified person in his arms.

"Am I that terrifying?"

Song Yi looked up at him absentmindedly. After a long while, she suddenly remembered the book and realized that she had to get closer to Jiang Lanye to have a chance to find a way back.

Suddenly, following Jiang Lanye's movement, she reached out and tightly gripped the dragon robe on his chest, her voice hoarse: "Your Majesty, I'm so scared."

Her body was soft and delicate, and she nestled in Jiang Lanye's arms, completely unlike her cold demeanor in the Golden Palace.

Now, as if afraid he would run away, they gripped his dragon robe so tightly it was wrinkled, and refused to let go.

Jiang Lanye inhaled the faint fragrance of the hair of the person in his arms, feeling somewhat dazed.

She kept sobbing, her shoulders heaving slightly.

"What are you afraid of?"

Song Yi raised her face, her eyes shimmering with tears, her wet eyes shining brightly.

"I'm afraid of the dark. Linfang Palace is so dark, so big and so dark, and so secluded. I'm afraid there might be ghosts."

Jiang Lanye was quite oblivious; he simply thought she looked beautiful when she cried.

He didn't know how to coax people, nor could he see that Song Yi was actually trying to charm him.

He pondered for a moment and came to a conclusion: "So, what kind of exorcism ritual are you performing?"

Song Yi:
She was just wondering how to explain this scene when Jiang Lanye found a reason for her first.

"Yes"

Jiang Lanye's lips twitched.

Song Yi straightened up and left his embrace.

"Why would His Majesty come?" Jiang Lanye stared at her and said in a low voice, "To see if you've been bullied by Consort Xiao to the point of despair."

Song Yi recalled Xiao Jieyu's smelly dress and fell silent.

"Why are you leaving?"

he asked suddenly.

The wind suddenly picked up at night, and Song Yi's hair became disheveled, obscuring her eyes, making it difficult for her to see the expression on the person in front of her.

"Because... I'm afraid. I'm very afraid to be by Your Majesty's side."

Jiang Lanye's face instantly turned cold.

She knew Jiang Lanye would be angry, but she still planned to take this opportunity to make things clear.

She gathered her thoughts and was about to speak when Jiang Lanye suddenly collapsed without warning.

Just like on the first day, Song Yi still couldn't support him.

Eunuch Cao and the others rushed over and helped Jiang Lanye up.

He was tall and slender, and Song Yi had to crane her neck and struggle to support his body every time she looked at him, asking loudly, "Why has Your Majesty fainted again!"

Eunuch Cao also said loudly, "His Majesty hasn't slept well these past few days. Whenever he wakes up, he's either reviewing memorials or reading books. His body is exhausted to the extreme, and I'm afraid he can't take it anymore."

Song Yi was filled with doubt and suspicion, and together with the others, she helped Jiang Lanye back to her room.

The bed in her room had a newly changed mattress, which still smelled faintly of fragrance.

Her bed was small, and while Song Yi could lie down comfortably, Jiang Lanye looked particularly cramped, as if he were being wronged.

Song Yi had a headache and asked, "Should I call the imperial physician over?"

Eunuch Cao hesitated and said, "But His Majesty has often fainted before. If we call the imperial physician, it might wake His Majesty up again."

After saying that, he looked at Song Yi with a pleading look in his eyes.

"Lady Song, how about we trouble you to take good care of His Majesty tonight, while we servants stand guard outside?"

Song Yi sighed helplessly and said, "The wind is strong tonight, why are you all standing guard? There are plenty of rooms in Linfang Palace, why don't you go find a few rooms to stay in?"

"Yes, the slave will leave."

After they left, they closed the door behind them.

With a complicated expression, Song Yi dragged a small stool over, sat down on the edge of the couch, and looked at him with her chin in her hand.

The candlelight flickered gently, outlining his well-defined features; half of his face was in shadow, making his high nose bridge appear even more prominent.

But after he fainted, his usually cold and aloof face looked pitiful, and his lips turned pale.

"Jiang Lanye, Jiang Lanye, did I owe you something in my past life? Why are you holding on to me in this life?"

She muttered a couple of things to herself, then added, "You were the one who fainted here, so I certainly won't be sleeping on a low couch or table anymore."

After saying that, she took off her shoes and socks, hesitated for a moment, and then stepped over him, using the edge of the bed as a step.

This was actually a very disrespectful gesture. If Jiang Lanye were awake, Song Yi would certainly not have dared to step over it like that.

But since he was blocking the outside, Song Yi had no choice but to go inside to rest.

Then, she covered Jiang Lanye with the blanket, looked at the dragon robe he was wearing, hesitated for a moment, then lifted the blanket and touched the belt around his waist with her small hand.

She untied the belt around Jiang Lanye's waist and tossed it to the ground. Then, she tugged at his shirt, accidentally grabbing his undergarment as well, revealing a section of his collarbone.

Song Yi's eyelids twitched as some inappropriate images and memories surfaced in her mind.

She mentally berated herself, then removed his dragon robe, gently took off his golden crown, and covered him with a blanket.

(End of this chapter)