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

Chapter 75 Swinging

Seeing that Song Yi was still not happy, Jiang Lanye thought for a moment and suddenly said, "I promised you before that I would make you a swing, but I failed to do so. I'm sorry."

Song Yi forced back the tears welling up in her eyes.

Why do you always apologize to me after you wake up?

Jiang Lanye raised his hand and gently stroked Song Yi's thin cheek. Song Yi flinched slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Because I see you in such a weak state, even without seeing it with my own eyes, I can roughly guess that you have done many, many things for me."

"But you must have heard it that day: the war in the Northwest was critical, and two cities were lost in succession. As the emperor, I cannot ignore this situation at any time, nor can I stand by and watch the world fall apart in my hands."

Song Yi pursed her lips, her eyes bloodshot.

"Jiang Lanye, why are you telling me all this? Are you trying to prepare me mentally in advance? Don't tell me you're going to leave the palace someday too."

Jiang Lanye smiled and said, "Actually, I'm really happy to see you like this now."

Although her current concern and worry for him stems solely from the fact that she risked everything to save him.

Jiang Lanye said leisurely, "Once the epidemic is over, I will make you a swing."

Song Yi responded, looking at the pile of memorials, recalling what Jiang Lanye had just said, and said in a low voice, "Rest a little longer, and then continue reading."

Jiang Lanye asked in surprise, "Aren't you going to stop them?"

Song Yi said in a low voice, "Would it be useful to stop them?"

Jiang Lanye couldn't help but raise his hand and touch her cheek again, his eyes filled with stubbornness: "Song Yi, never leave me."

Song Yi casually stroked the jade pendant at his waist and sighed silently.

Three days later.

As the epidemic in the palace gradually subsided, the gates of all palaces were ordered to be opened, and the doctors who had been found from the common people were rewarded and left the palace early.

For the past three days, Jiang Lanye has been sitting half-on the couch, only reading and then having Song Yi write it down.

At first, some ministers were indeed particularly angry. Although they knew that Jiang Lanye was not in a position to write so many words, they still stubbornly believed that women should not touch memorials.

But Jiang Lanye's attitude was firm, and no one dared to speak out of turn.

noon.

Song Yi picked up his pen with satisfaction, handed the memorial directly to Jiang Lanye, and asked, "Look, how is it? My handwriting is alright now, isn't it?"

It is indeed much better.

Seeing the bright smile in her eyes, Jiang Lanye smiled.

"much better."

Song Yi pressed her advantage: "Are you almost catching up with me?"

Jiang Lanye gave her a meaningful look.

"Haven't you seen my handwriting in a long time?"

indeed so.

Jiang Lanye has been practicing calligraphy since he was a child, and it has been almost twenty years now. How could Song Yi possibly catch up in just a few days?

Seeing that she seemed a little discouraged, Jiang Lanye suddenly asked, "Why haven't you been making a fuss about going out lately?"

Actually, Song Yi wanted to go out.

Looking at the sunlight streaming in through the window, she wanted to go outside several times, not wanting to stay in this cold palace.

However, upon seeing Jiang Lanye's sickly appearance, she had no choice but to abandon the idea for the time being.

"You're not ready yet, how can I go out?"

Jiang Lanye then asked, "Shall we go out now?"

Song Yi was startled, and a look of joy flashed across her eyes and brows, but she quickly suppressed it.

"Is your injury alright?" "I've been resting for several days and taking my medicine every day. It won't be that easy for anything to happen."

"That"

Song Yi was struggling internally.

"Yesterday, while you were asleep, I instructed the guards to make a swing for the time being. Since I am currently injured and unable to provide you with a swing, this is all I can do for now."

Song Yi stood up, and under Jiang Lanye's questioning gaze, took an outer robe for him and said, "Then let's go."

It's summer now.

It was extremely hot outside, and the ice in the ice chest inside the palace was constantly being filled with ice, yet she still wanted to take a cloak out.
Song Yi looked at him and said, "I know, but I'm afraid you'll catch a cold. You shouldn't be exposed to the wind right now."

After saying that, she helped Jiang Lanye up.

He hadn't stood up or moved around for several days. Just as Song Yi was about to wrap a cloak around him, she found it a little difficult to stand on tiptoe. Seeing the smile at the corner of his eye, she said irritably, "Bend over."

Jiang Lanye lowered his head and bent down, letting her wrap the cloak around him and carefully tie a pretty bow.

Song Yi looked him over and was extremely satisfied.

"Let's go."

She took Jiang Lanye's arm and led him slowly to the door.

"Believe it or not, when the door opens in a bit, the first thing Eunuch Cao will say is 'Ouch!'"

Jiang Lanye chuckled: "So sure?"

Song Yi pushed the door open directly. Eunuch Cao, who was standing at the door, was drowsy. Hearing the noise, he immediately sprang to his senses and saw Jiang Lanye walking out. He slapped his forehead.

"Oh dear! Your Majesty, your injuries haven't healed yet, why are you going out?"

Then, Eunuch Cao heard Song Yi chuckle.

He stared blankly at the two of them.

Jiang Lanye seemed to be in a good mood as well.

He said softly, "Consort Yun wants to go for a walk."

Eunuch Cao: "."

Song Yi looked at Jiang Lanye and suddenly said, "But that's true. I can go out by myself. Don't worry, I definitely won't run away."

Jiang Lanye frowned and remained silent.

As expected, Jiang Lanye still didn't believe her.

Song Yi didn't care, after all, she had indeed been trying to escape all along.

She took Jiang Lanye's arm and walked out with him.

It was indeed windy today, the willow branches were blown to one side, and the tips were covered with specks of clear lake water, but the sun was still warm.

The swing was not far from the Golden Palace, under a big tree, by a small pond. The frame was very sturdy, and when you swung forward, your toes could just touch the water, creating ripples.

Song Yi tugged hard on the rope and asked worriedly, "Jiang Lanye, are you sure this swing is sturdy? Please don't let the rope break while we're swinging, or I'll fall into the pond."

She said somewhat fearfully, "I can't swim."

Jiang Lanye looked at her thin frame, then at the unusually thick hemp rope, and said helplessly, "It won't break. Besides, I'm here watching. Even if you fall in, I can pull you out."

Song Yi glanced at him, pressed him down onto a stone bench, and said irritably, "Your injuries haven't healed yet, so you should sit down and rest for a while. Don't talk about saving people anymore."

Seeing Jiang Lanye sit down, she rolled her eyes, took off her shoes and socks, got on the swing, and then gently swung her feet down, stretching her toes and straightening her insteps so that they could just touch the cool pool water.

She still wore her favorite pink dress. Whenever she swung on the swing, the layers of her skirt would be blown open by the wind, layer upon layer, like the most beautiful flower blooming in spring.

Song Yi's toes were snow-white. She loved playing in the water, and every time she swung out, she had to touch the surface of the water. Then, the emerald green pool water rippled, and a few crystal-clear water droplets were flung up, shining brightly in the sunlight.

I commissioned Jiang Lanye and Song Yi to draw their chibi-style portraits. I'll show them to you all once the artists finish!
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