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

Xie Mansion.

Song Nihuan looked up at the sun, her pupils were dark and her fair face was delicate and tender.

She took a deep breath and held back her tears.

What's the use of crying?

When she was exiled to the Jiaofangsi at the age of fourteen and her father hinted at her to commit suicide, she realized that crying was of no use.

It was after she married Xie Yunji that she started crying again.

She originally thought that someone loved and cared for her, and she actually had the illusion that she had someone to rely on.

After learning that Xie Yunji knew her identity, her first thought was shame and anger.

She felt like she was walking on thin ice when she first arrived at Xie's house. She had a deep self-esteem because of her shameful identity and wanted to escape several times because of the aphrodisiac in her body. She was sensitive and had self-respect, but she still pretended to be well-behaved and docile.

He had no idea that his elaborate disguise had already been seen through by Xie Yunji.

It can even be said that it was thanks to him.

What if he hadn't lured her to the Xie Mansion, would she have started a new life after leaving Fu Rao Court?

At least in the world of ordinary people, there is no distinction between high and low family background.

There is no class oppression either.

Relationships between people are much simpler.

She didn't need to be as cautious as she was in Xie's house. She could only feel inferior and self-respecting, regretting her shallowness and worrying about losing her husband's favor.

Was it fun for him to do this and watch her ridiculous disguise?

How sincere is he in the three years of love between husband and wife?

And there is Lan Zhi, he is my younger brother.

Her younger brother, her only blood relative.

How come she didn't recognize him!

Song Nihuan pounded her head in frustration. Her whole body ached, including her chest. Who could she blame?

If her house had not been ransacked, this wouldn't have happened, Lan Zhi wouldn't have been so miserable, and she wouldn't have met Xie Yunji.

I think she and Lan Zhi will be fine now.

She actually still had relatives in this world. She missed Lan Zhi and felt close to him the moment she saw him. After knowing that he was her brother, there was nothing more joyful than regaining him. She still had a lot to say to him. She wanted to ask him how much he had suffered...

"Madam, what's wrong with you?" Shuanghua came in with some tea and saw Song Nihuan's distraught look. She was so shocked that she couldn't even hold the silver plate in her hand. She hurried forward and grabbed her hand, "Please don't degrade yourself. What's wrong?!"

What's wrong with her... Song Nihuan looked blankly at the ripples on the lake in the distance. She felt extremely dilemma. She knew Xie Yunji was not worth it, but she still felt heartbroken when she thought of him. She was filled with grievances, as if she wanted to pull out the thorn in her flesh.

The love between husband and wife for three years was true to her. Now she knows that the person she fell in love with is not worthy. The heart she gave cannot be taken back just by saying so...

She couldn't let go of Xie Yunji, nor could she take Lan Zhi away, and she was at a loss.

Song Nihuan calmed down after Shuanghua's persuasion, lowered her head, felt dizzy, unable to remember anything, and extremely weak.

I originally thought that if I could forget it, I would forget it. Anyway, I have hit the bottom. What's the point of remembering the good things in the past? I should be glad that I had such a good thing. I won't be sad if there is no comparison.

Only now do I realize that what I had forgotten was the most important memory in my life. I forgot all the warm details, but the day when our house was raided was still vivid in my mind. It seems that there is still a hoarseness and burning in my throat after I cried out in shock.

"Young Madam, what's wrong with you? I'll call the palace doctor for you!" Shuanghua said.

"No need." Song Nihuan said dejectedly, closing her eyes and curling up. The bitter wind and rain from the corridor blew in through the window, making her feel cold to the bone. Many things from the past came to her mind, but they were all messy fragments and unclear.

Shuanghua was about to persuade her again when she saw Madam Wei hurrying over.

"Hello, Madam." Shuanghua said.

"What's wrong with you?" Madam Wei lowered her voice, suppressing her anger, "I heard that you, you beat Zi Che?"

Without even turning her head, she said, "Yes, I did."

"Oh my God, you! What are you thinking? It's all over the streets, but I still don't believe it. I thought you could come here and ask first, so that I can explain it to the master later!" Madam Wei was dumbfounded, "What am I supposed to say later?!"

Song Nihuan did not reply, she turned away and did not want to say more. Xie Yunji had just threatened her with Lan Zhi, and she had just met Lan Zhi. She was very excited, but also very angry...

There was a slap mark on his face, and he didn't know how to cover it up in front of the emperor.

"It's my fault. Madam, just tell me the truth. Whether you divorce me or something else, I will accept it."

Molan actually brought a bowl of medicine at this moment, "Young Madam, the master sent Xie Ming back with a prescription, saying that you should drink it quickly because you were too emotional just now. This is a decoction to calm your nerves."

Song Nihuan couldn't help but think of the medicines she drank in order to get pregnant. He knew very well that a woman like her who had been in a brothel would most likely not be able to give birth, but he still allowed her to drink them every day.

She sneered and frowned, "I dare not drink it."

Mrs. Wei was very confused and didn't know what was going on, but no matter how it looked, it seemed impossible for Xie Yunji to divorce his wife.

It is unbelievable that a wife beats her husband!

Molan didn't go to the street, and didn't know what happened. Seeing Song Nihuan's cold and indifferent look, she couldn't help but said, "Xie Ming said that the young master said that he would watch you finish drinking. Madam, the young master has been very busy these days. He was dragged by the Langya Wang family's case. It's not easy. He worked hard and didn't tell you. You can't be heartless for him. The young master even sent someone to deliver medicine to you when he was free."

When it comes to medicine, Song Nihuan gets very angry. She is like a monkey, completely letting him watch the show. She scolds: "What do you know? When is it your turn to teach me a lesson? You think I treat him badly, but how can he treat me sincerely!?"

She seldom lost her temper, and when she did, everyone present fell silent.

Mrs. Wei knew very well that others should not get involved when the couple was having a quarrel. Then, seeing that Xie Yunji, the victim, was so considerate even after being slapped by his wife, she thought she should not have come and left in embarrassment.

In the evening, when Xie Yunji returned to Xie Mansion, he was called to the upper room.

The slap marks on her face faded a little after she applied ice in time. She really used a lot of strength when she swung the slap.

As expected, Mr. Xie asked about the matter. Xie Yunji knew that he could not explain it, so he had to lower his head and listen to his lecture.

In a word, there is no way he would divorce his wife for this.

But in order to calm his father's anger, he had no choice but to not go to see Song Nihuan for the time being.

Well, let her calm down.

After calming down, he didn't believe that the little things in the past three years would not make her miss them at all.

Walking past Qinghu Lake and passing by Liufeng Courtyard, Xie Yunji looked at the dim lights and felt depressed and painful in his heart.

*

Shuanghua said to the young lady with a sad face: "Young lady, are you really not going to give in to the young master? He has been sleeping in the study for several days."

The maids serving in the courtyard all knew that Xie Yunji and Song Nihuan had been sleeping in the same courtyard every night since their marriage. They were not like other couples in wealthy families who slept in separate rooms. I wonder how many young women were envious of them.

It is normal for couples to quarrel and bicker, but if the young master is allowed to sleep in the study all the time, they will inevitably become alienated.

From that day on, Molan decided not to say any more words, but when she saw the young master's lonely look when he passed by Liufengyuan without entering, she wanted to persuade him again.

Song Nihuan stood up from the dressing table, waved her hand and said, "Don't say anything, Molan, go to the silk shop and ask why the cloth I ordered earlier hasn't arrived yet?"

"Don't leave this matter to the maids. They don't have as much power as you do. The cloth is in great demand. If it comes, don't ask the shopkeeper to secretly give it to others."

Molan sighed, responded and went out, muttering, "Who can put the things ordered by Xie Mansion behind others..."

After Molan left, Shuanghua came forward.

Now Xie Yunji doesn't allow her to leave the house without permission. If she wants to find out something or know the latest situation outside, it is really difficult.

"Spend some money and go to a good clinic, give this to the doctor, and let the doctor see if there is any medicine that can cure it." Song Nihuan said.

Then he placed the heavy brocade bag in Shuanghua's palm.

She tried hard to recall the medicines she had taken in Furaoting, but she had no idea about pharmacology and could only think of a few after thinking for a long time. She hoped to meet a miracle doctor who could give her some inspiration and prescribe some medicine to restore her memory.

"Okay, I understand." Shuanghua nodded and carefully put away the brocade bag. After hesitating for a moment, she couldn't help but speak: "Madam, the young master always stays in the study. Aren't you afraid that your husband and wife will be alienated?"

Song Nihuan curled her lips, and a trace of barely perceptible loneliness flashed in her eyes. In fact, it was not that Xie Yunji did not come to her place to sleep, but there seemed to be a tacit understanding between them, and they naturally chose to separate.

After returning to Xie's house that day, he took the initiative to give the yard to her.

Maybe he wants to use this method to slowly dilute what happened over time.

Thinking of this, Song Nihuan couldn't help but feel a complex emotion in her heart, including loss and relief.

This is a good thing. After all, after that incident, they all need some time and space to adjust their mindset.

After calming down, she thought about it and realized that Xie Yunji didn't make any big mistakes. He was already a good husband in the eyes of the world, and he was trying his best to play the role of a good husband.

More than three years of standing by and watching indifferently made her feel scared and uneasy.

How could someone pretend not to know that she was not Jiang Yao, and watch her take medicine even though he knew she couldn't have children...

And does Xie Tan know about all this? She thought about her past with Xie Tan for a long time and realized that Xie Tan was the boy who set off fireworks for her in her memory.

The picture in my memory gradually pieced together. The young man had a charming look and a carefree smile, but his hair was full of silver.

Thinking of Xie Tan, she felt a gentle and lingering sense of familiarity, a feeling that made her unconsciously smile slightly.

But when I think of Xie Yunji, the pain is unforgettable.

As the sun was setting, Shuanghua came back with a bag of medicine in her arms. She whispered, "Madam, I have consulted several clinics, and the doctors all said the same thing. They said that if you are not poisoned, you do not need any antidote. Instead, you can use these medicines that help restore your memory."

"Leave a part and fry the rest." Song Nihuan said.

Shuanghua responded with a yes.

After the medicine was boiled, Shuanghua followed Song Nihuan's instructions and waited for a while before serving it.

At night, Song Nihuan poured out the cooled medicine residue, compared it with the part that was left before, and was silent for a long time.

It is indeed different.

Sure enough, he changed the medicine.

Sure enough, there were things he didn't want her to remember.

Shuanghua's face was filled with worry, and she hesitated to speak: "Madam... was it really made by the young master? I will take this medicine residue and ask what kind of medicine it is made of."

Song Nihuan shook her head and said, "No need. He won't hurt me..."

She looked at the dark night outside the window for a long time, not knowing what she was looking at.

As for Xie Yunji, he was staring at Molan in a daze.

He just called Molan over to ask about Song Nihuan's recent situation. Molan reported her daily life to him in detail.

No different from the past.

She can eat and sleep well.

Xie Yunji felt his blood boiling, it turned out that he was the only one who was worried about him!

I have been feeling anxious and worried these days, unable to eat or sleep, but I am still not as free and easy as a woman.

Thinking of her resolute look, Xie Yunji felt as if a bloody hole was stabbed in his heart. Even if she was a clay doll, it should have been warmed up over the years, right?

Was the love between husband and wife for more than three years not worth her lingering? If he didn't stop her, would she really leave just like that!?

He secretly thought that Song Nihuan had not remembered the past yet, but was so angry and ruthlessly treated him just because she knew that he tried to take away her brother's love.

What if she knew everything?

Xie Yunji felt that he was ridiculous and pursed his thin lips into a cold arc. She only knew the tip of the iceberg of what he had done, and he still fantasized that she could truly fall in love with him.

Fall in love with the real him.

how can that be possible……

Fortunately, everything is still under his control.

She drank a tranquilizer tonight and was able to sleep well. Would her resentment towards him be reduced after she woke up?

Why did she want to know what happened in the past?

Will she still love him after she knows it?

Or maybe she... never loved him at all.

The incense burning in the Shuyushan House gave him a headache. The incense burning in the study was different from that in Liufengyuan, but it was clearly the incense he loved so much when he was young.

Now, are you used to the incense that she made herself in Liufengyuan?

Xie Yunji sighed, feeling depressed and uncomfortable in his heart. He picked up the wine cup on the table and walked out.

A cool breeze blew as he stood on the corridor, gazing at the vast night.

The night breeze was cool, making his eyes a little red.

After a long time, Molan looked up at Xie Yunji, only to see that the young man was supporting his head at an angle, as if drunk. He did not look cold and aloof, but had a sadness that was difficult to conceal between his brows.

The young master rarely shows his emotions like this.

Molan didn't dare to look anymore and lowered her head.

With his eyes drooping, he raised his head and poured the entire pot of fine wine into his mouth. His collar opened at some point, and the nectar flowed down Xie Yunji's slender neck, passed over his delicate Adam's apple, and all sank into his collar.

"Sir, drink less. Worry is harmful to your health, and worrying while drinking is even more harmful to your health." Molan advised carefully.

Xie Yunji shook the empty wine cup and threw it casually on the ground. The shattering sound was particularly crisp in the quiet autumn night, but it did not wake him up.

Molan was a maid who had received rigorous training in the Xie Mansion and was selected. She followed the rules and never did anything out of line.

I didn't even dare to look at him for a second, even after hearing the sound of shattering.

It was late at night and everyone was drunk. Under the lights, Xie Yunji's eyes were calm. "You stay tonight."