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

Chapter 50 Forcing Her

For the first time in so many days, Song Yi removed her veil and faced Jiang Lanye directly.

The scars on her face had been wiped away; there hadn't been time to apply new ones.

Looking into Jiang Lanye's bloodshot eyes and the rampant brutality within them, Song Yi's mind went blank.

Only two words were on my mind—

It’s over.

"Jiang Lanye, calm down!"

This time, Song Yi did not deliberately change her voice and used her original voice directly.

Jiang Lanye stared intently at her, looking at the person he hadn't seen for three years, every inch of her skin, which he had once touched intimately.

For the next three years, he searched frantically for Consort Yun, even though everyone told him that she was dead, he still refused to give up.

In these three years, Consort Yun never returned even once.

Even after Song Yi appeared at the laundry department, knowing full well how strong her obsession was, she still pretended to be someone else and stayed by his side.

He was deceived in love by Consort Yun, and now he has been deceived by her again.

"Song Yi, I ask you, watching me frantically search for you everywhere, while you remained high above, coldly observing, were you pleased with yourself?"

His voice was shaking.

The effects of the drug were becoming increasingly strong, and his willpower was almost giving way.

If it weren't for his burning resentment and his desire to interrogate the woman before him, he probably would have completely lost his reason.

"Sometimes I really want to cut open your heart and see what's inside."

"Is it fun to mess with me?"

His questions, each one more heart-wrenching than a tearful lament, struck Song Yi like a series of heavy blows, leaving her dizzy and speechless.

"Song Yi, do you think I'm not crazy enough?"

He suddenly straightened up and looked down at her.

Song Yi trembled with fear.

"Then, as you wish."

Song Yi was almost going crazy, shaking her head and crying out.

"Jiang Lanye, you can't do this! Let me go! Wake up!"

Jiang Lanye leaned down and immediately saw the mole on her slender waist that he had kissed countless times.

The red mole quietly adorned the fair skin, like a red plum blossom blooming in the snow in the dead of winter.

Noticing his burning gaze, Song Yi struggled fiercely, kicking her legs wildly.

However, she had only eaten a little something before she planned to escape, and her strength had not fully recovered, so she was no match for Jiang Lanye.

Beneath Jiang Lanye, all her desperate struggles were like a wildcat bluffing, easily suppressed.

Jiang Lanye's eyes were bloodshot, and he was incredibly strong, as if he wanted to crush her wrist bones.

"Song Yi, you brought this all on yourself."

The night was chaotic, and their clothes were scattered all over the floor.

Her voice was hoarse from crying, but no matter what she did, she couldn't break free from Jiang Lanye's grasp.

The next morning.

The heat radiating from Jiang Lanye's body had subsided.

He sat up and looked down at Song Yi, who had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Her neck and shoulders were exposed outside the blanket, and her fair skin was covered with dense, bluish-red marks.

Jiang Lanye just quietly looked at her, her eyebrows, her nose, her mouth, every inch of her skin.

At this moment, it feels like a dream.

The person he had been dreaming of finding had really come back.

Outside the door, Eunuch Cao's trembling voice rang out. "Your Majesty, it's time to rise."

Jiang Lanye's voice was deep, with a hint of hoarseness from satisfaction.

"The morning court session has ended; I will not attend today."

Eunuch Cao choked up.

Over the years, has Jiang Lanye ever missed attending the morning court session?

This will likely cause great concern among the former court officials.

However, the commotion inside the Golden Palace last night was quite intense, and the palace servants and guards standing outside the door all heard it. At such a time, no one dared to persuade His Majesty to attend court.

What surprised Eunuch Cao even more was that Consort Song was actually Consort Yun.
She managed to remain a surviving figure by His Majesty's side for so long.

During the three years she disappeared, Eunuch Cao witnessed firsthand just how crazy Jiang Lanye had become.

During those three years, Jiang Lanye wished he could turn the entire palace inside and out to find her.

So when he learned last night that the person he had been searching for was right beside him all along, deceiving him under a different identity, he was bound to go crazy.

Jiang Lanye casually draped a robe over his shoulders, walked to the palace gate, and opened it.

Eunuch Cao was startled and quickly looked at him.

After last night, Jiang Lanye's hair was a little messy, and his brows were more gloomy than ever before. What attracted more attention was the particularly obvious bite mark on his neck.

Eunuch Cao quickly lowered his head, not daring to look casually, and asked cautiously:

"Your Majesty, what do you want?"

Jiang Lanye said coldly, "From today onwards, there must be guards outside the gates of the Golden Palace at all times. No one is allowed to enter without my order."

Then, he paused, and said quietly, "No one inside is allowed to come out either."

".yes."

Jiang Lanye, with a cold face, quickly closed the door.

Eunuch Cao's heart was pounding, and he felt that Jiang Lanye was more terrifying than ever before.

It was nearly afternoon.

Song Yi remained lying on the couch, his eyes tightly closed, his brows furrowed as if he were trapped in a nightmare.

Jiang Lanye pulled back the blanket covering Song Yi, grabbed her slender ankle, and admired the red marks on her ankle. They were all from his gripping too hard, and the marks of his five fingers were particularly obvious.

However, when I touched her ankle, her skin felt a little warm.

Jiang Lanye touched her forehead again and realized that she had a fever.

At this moment, Song Yi's eyelashes trembled slightly.

It hurts, it hurts all over my body.

It felt like my tendons and bones had been pulled out; my arms, waist, and thighs were all in pain.

Not only was it painful, but my whole body was also extremely sore and weak, and my head was unusually dizzy.

She struggled to wake up.

Then, she shivered.

Jiang Lanye sat by the dragon bed, looking at her with deep eyes, like a Yama from hell.

She tried to get up, and one leg instinctively bent.

Then, due to the soreness and swelling, she couldn't help but groan and fall back down heavily.

Seeing her struggle, Jiang Lanye remained unmoved, his eyes fixed on her.

It's like staring at prey in a cage.

Song Yi's lips trembled; she was terrified.

"Jiang Lanye, let me explain..."

(End of this chapter)