After the wrong flirtation, I became the villain's favorite

The Lishan Palace is located on the top of the mountain. The palaces are spread out in an orderly manner, showing the unique style and characteristics of the previous dynasty's architecture. Its eaves are deep and the brackets are large, giving people a calm and solemn feeling.

The walls and roof of the palace have been repainted with bright colors, making it look more magnificent, gorgeous and luxurious.

Inside the vermilion palace walls, ancient cypress trees tower into the clouds. Occasionally, a gray pigeon stands on the top of the wall, suddenly flapping its wings and flying into the sky, which is terrifying.

Standing in front of the palace gate, it seems that you can see Pingjia Fuyu wearing gorgeous clothes, a faint smile on her lips, and her swaying figure walking down the jade steps.

It is said that he was the supervisor of the restoration work of the Lishan Palace.

There was a faint smile on Song Nihuan's face. It was indeed his style to renovate the ancient temple of the previous dynasty into such a gorgeous and sentimental appearance.

According to Jiang Zhong's arrangement, she dressed up as a little eunuch and followed a line of eunuchs in front of her to deliver things to the palace.

The palace was previously used for entertainment by nobles. The furnishings were not practical, and there were no daily necessities and food needed for life. All of these had to be brought in from outside.

The guards at the door checked carefully and only let people in after the eunuch inside showed the token.

Song Nihuan lowered her head, her heart beating fast, but everything seemed to be going unexpectedly smoothly.

Following the eunuchs inside, the eunuchs in front of them all scattered to other palaces with their things. Only Song Nihuan walked through a long alley and finally arrived at a large hall.

The main hall was seven rooms wide and endlessly deep. It was magnificent and luxurious like a palace in heaven, but there was a strong smell of medicine coming from inside and there was silence all around.

The eunuch said, "Go in, His Highness is waiting for you."

The eunuch had always been serving Xiao Huang, and now he still called Xiao Huang "Your Highness".

Xiao Huang stayed by Pingjia Fuyu's side and was extremely wary of anyone who tried to get close to him, so Xiao Huang already knew that Jiang Zhong had bribed someone to send Song Nihuan in to see Pingjia Fuyu.

If it was someone else, he would not let them in, but when he heard the name of Madam Xie, he immediately agreed.

He knew who she was.

Song Nihuan walked in and saw clearly that there were tall murals inside this palace. Every figure on the murals was painted in gold, showing them laughing, scolding, and all kinds of human life.

A man was half-leaning on a couch covered with a red felt. He seemed to know that he wanted to see her, and he put on a flowered robe over his undergarments.

He had handsome features, and a visibly sick complexion. His hair was untied, and there were a few strands of white hair on his temples, which was inconsistent with his age. The ground outside was flat and the wind was blowing, and his long hair and robe were swaying in the morning breeze.

He saw her and sat up.

Xiao Huang said: "You are finally here."

"Your Highness, do you know me?" Song Nihuan asked, but her eyes were looking around, trying to find the figure of Pingjia Fuyu. "Pingjia Shaocheng and I are good friends. I heard that Shaocheng was in trouble, so I came to visit him. I didn't mean to disturb Your Highness's peace."

Xiao Huang said dejectedly: "How can I have peace? You don't have to call me Your Highness. I am no longer a prince. Now I am Xiao Huang, a commoner. I will take you to see him. If he knows you are here, he will definitely be very happy."

Song Nihuan followed Xiao Huang's slightly staggering steps and walked towards the back hall.

Xiao Huang looked around and saw several eunuchs standing by the door with their heads bowed. They looked humble and submissive, but he frowned and said angrily, "Get out of here! If you hear something you shouldn't hear, cutting off your ears won't be enough!"

Seeing that the eunuch was unmoved, Xiao Huang raised his voice, "Are you pretending to be deaf now? It's no use! What? You don't want to listen to me? Although I am a commoner, I am still the son of the queen. I have the blood of the Xiao royal family and this cannot be changed! The Wang family of Langya has not fallen yet! Get out! Why don't you get out!?"

The eunuchs looked around, bowed and left.

The frost on his face had not yet dissipated, and his eyes were staring blankly at the back hall. He walked faster, "Hurry up, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive without someone by his side!"

Xiao Huang took big steps, and Song Nihuan had to jog to catch up with him.

When I arrived at the back hall, I finally saw the Pingala Floating Jade.

He had lost a lot of weight, with prominent brow bones, a high nose bridge, deep eye sockets, and a dead look about him.

Xiao Huang turned his back to Song Nihuan and reached out to tighten the quilt for him, showing no sign of being on guard like a prince competing for the throne.

"He is always like this... He does things on his own without saying anything. He approached the ministers in the court on his own. He wanted to help me, but how could he help me on his own? Most of them just treated him as a plaything." Xiao Huang murmured, "Lan Zhi, look, your sister is here."

Rather than saying that Song Nihuan was surprised that Xiao Huang directly acknowledged his relationship with Pinga Fu Yu, it would be more accurate to say that she was shocked by the two words "Lan Zhi".

Lan Zhi...

The waves have stopped!

She stared at him blankly, something in her mind about to burst out.

She felt a headache and a stuffy feeling in her heart.

Xiao Huang looked back at her expression and knew that she didn't know who Song Lanzhi was. He smiled and said, "He didn't tell you."

After the headache, my mind went blank. What was Lanzhi? Maybe it was the small words on Pingjia Fuyu?

Song Nihuan looked up blankly, "Tell me what?"

Xiao Huang stopped talking and seemed to be thinking. A gust of wind blew through the hall and he started coughing violently. The wind made the pale yellow curtain swell up and flutter sadly in the air.

Song Nihuan had a premonition that Xiao Huang would not live long, which made her panic.

She went up to him and patted his back, then took out a handkerchief from her bosom and handed it to him, "Your Highness, Your Highness, are you okay?"

Xiao Huang finally stopped coughing, his eyes red, "That's great, as long as he's alive, I can live too."

Song Nihuan felt sad. She never thought that Pinga Fuyu's unspeakable love was with this person. It was a pity that Xiao Huang did not let him down. He even ignored the throne and stood up for him. She couldn't help but say, "Your Highness must take care of yourself."

Xiao Huang said, "Why are you so distant from me? You shouldn't be so distant from me."

Although Song Nihuan didn't understand why he said that, she still said respectfully: "Although your highness has been demoted, he is still the grandson of the emperor. As a lady of the court, I have to follow the etiquette."

"The lady of the imperial court... Xie Hanlin, oh, yes, you married Xie Yunji." Xiao Huang smiled with some disdain, "Don't say that you were willing to marry him. I really don't want to let such a despicable villain like him gain power."

The sympathy and pity she had just felt for Xiao Huang was shattered by his two words. Song Nihuan blurted out, "Your Highness, please be careful with your words! My husband is upright and honest, how can he be considered a despicable villain!?"

"I came to see Junior Prime Minister Pinga now, all because of the relationship between Junior Prime Minister and me, which my husband doesn't know." Song Nihuan thought that what Xiao Huang said involved court affairs, so she was eager to clear Xie Yunji. She said calmly, "My relationship with Junior Prime Minister is not what Your Highness thinks, and it has nothing to do with love between men and women."

"What kind of feeling is that?" Xiao Huang asked faintly.

Since Pinga Fuyu didn't tell her who he was, Xiao Huang was willing to respect his choice, but he wondered if there was a possibility to induce her to remember him herself.

Song Nihuan turned her head to look at the painted beams, her voice indifferent, "Your Highness, you are asking too much. Since I'm married to Xie Yunji, I will be loyal to him and him alone. I have no other feelings for Master Pingjia. If I do, Master Pingjia is a few years younger than me, so it can only be a brother-sister relationship."

Xiao Huang smiled with relief, "The relationship between brother and sister is very good, very good. He hasn't woken up yet, you call him, if he hears you calling him brother, maybe he will wake up."

Song Nihuan collected her thoughts, leaned down to carefully examine the person lying there, and said thoughtfully, "You have helped me so many times, why did you end up like this before I could repay your kindness?"

"I sent someone to ask, and the maidservant serving Le Yi said that he took the initiative to go to Le Yi's palace, but Le Yi was clearly waiting for someone." Xiao Huang's face turned gray, and his eyes were full of confusion. "I thought it was strange that he pestered Le Yi at the beginning, but now I think it was just to share your worries. Your husband has too many bad peach blossoms! But this one is the most difficult to deal with!"

"The palace maid also said that when she broke in, Le Yi's clothes were in disarray, Lan Zhi had been stabbed, and there was a strange fragrance in the air. I suspect it was an aphrodisiac. But who gave whom the aphrodisiac fragrance!?"