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

Song Nihuan relaxed her body, looked up at him, and nodded, "When will my husband take me to see Lan Zhi?"

Her obedience did not alleviate his heartache, but made it worse. Xie Yunji forced a smile and said, "Anytime."

The years pass by like a flash of light.

Song Nihuan gradually adapted to the days when she no longer had a close relationship with Xie Yunji.

Since he won't let her go and she has other plans, she'll just have to put up with it for the time being.

Her purpose was very clear - to make Lan Zhi get better slowly.

She believed that he would wake up one day.

Xie Yunji often took her to see Lan Zhi, and gradually, she entered the palace as if she was alone.

I gradually remembered a lot about Lan Zhi.

When they met again later, he had turned into a charming and beautiful young man. He was protective, arrogant, and loved her unconditionally.

But she didn't notice anything.

Looking at Lan Zhi’s pale face, the regret grew stronger.

But what can we do? We can't start over again.

What else did she forget?

The carriage returning from the Mount Li Palace was shaking. Song Nihuan was so absorbed in thought that she didn't even notice that Xie Yunji was staring at her for a long time.

This situation has been going on for some time.

She would often get lost in thought and no longer focus her gaze or attention on him.

This is true even in the area of ​​marital lovemaking.

She did not resist him during sex, but she could no longer concentrate, nor did she look at him shyly with her loving eyes as before.

Most of the time she would close her eyes, calm and unperturbed, letting him do whatever he wanted.

As soon as he finished, she would get up and clean up, as if she had touched something dirty.

It will also take a long time to wash in the clean room.

Xie Yunji felt powerless, as if no matter what he did, it was useless.

Even though she didn't remember anything, she was becoming more and more like her former self. But in the past, she had no love for him, only disgust and contempt.

His uneasiness and fear became more and more intense, unable to be expressed, and could only turn into a sigh in the dark night. After sighing, he hugged her tightly.

He kissed and caressed her body, but she remained unmoved. Her indifference made Xie Yunji feel like he was drowning and suffocating. He had no choice but to ask her for a kiss, and then suffocate and sink with her.

Song Nihuan no longer concealed what she wanted. Her purpose was very clear when she made love with him. Although she was panting under him, her eyes were frighteningly calm, and no emotion could be heard in her voice. "Give me a copy of the palace badge."

"The silk shop in the suburbs of Beijing that was included in the dowry... is not doing well. Please help me find a good buyer for it."

In the past, she never cared about these material things and never made any demands on him.

Today, everything has changed.

She tried her best to do everything she should do and manage the harem well. She would no longer tell him everything that happened during the day in a tender and trivial way like before. She was no longer jealous. Even if he deliberately used Molan to anger her, she would turn a blind eye. She would not go to the Hanlin Academy or the Supervisory Council to find him. It seemed that she didn't care when he would come back or whether he would come back.

What she gave him the most was just the right amount of acceptance, silent rejection, and the fake smile that he hated.

But he still naively thought that if she was willing to have sex with him, it meant she still accepted him.

Whatever she asked him for, he was willing to give it to her because he could afford it. But she knew that he could guess that she would sell everything she could... in order to leave him, but she still did it.

"Okay." He felt so heartbroken that he kissed every part of her body carefully. "I'll give you whatever you want."

In a direction he couldn't see, Song Nihuan had a cold smile on her face.

He wouldn't give her what she wanted.

She wanted to leave him, take Lan Zhi with her.

The carriage was still moving in the mountains. Looking at Song Nihuan who was lost in thought, Xie Yunji's eyes dimmed. He suppressed his depressed mood, took her into his arms, and said softly, "You got up too early today. You must be tired. Lean on me and sleep for a while."

She did not resist, but leaned obediently on his shoulder and even smiled at him.

Sweet, but fake.

Looking at the dejected and gloomy look on Xie Yunji's face, Song Nihuan felt a sense of revenge and even kissed him on the cheek on purpose.

It turns out that he doesn't like others treating him as a snake.

His body was very stiff. How could he not know that she did it on purpose? She was deliberately being docile and obedient in front of him, and deliberately obeying his wishes.

But he had seen how she looked when she was sharing her heart with him, and had experienced her uncontrollable passion, so how could he not know that this was a false disguise?

On the surface, they seemed to treat each other with respect, but in reality, they were drifting further and further apart.

He suddenly smiled, but his smile was shrouded in a bone-chilling chill.

He had had enough of this depressing yet tender scene. Anger and unwillingness were raging in his body. Although he had lied to her, his love for her over the years was real. Why should she trample on him like this?

This woman has no heart!

He could no longer control himself, and pressed her down on the table in the carriage, impatiently lifting up her skirt.

Without any caress or kisses, she felt humiliation and tearing pain.

Xie Yunji strangled her tightly. His love and desire had always been inseparable. She was so indifferent, so he could only express his pain and love in bed.

It seems that in this way, the past shackles can be ignored.

But he was wrong.

Song Nihuan said nothing and just endured it in silence.

The silver bells on the four corners of the carriage rang as the mountains and rivers rose and fell. The moonlight outside the window shook violently. She closed her eyes and bit her red lips until they turned white.

The humiliation and pain were unbearable, and he could only let out a low groan.

He still didn't stop, as if waiting for her to surrender.

But she didn't.

"Are you so stubborn?" he said hoarsely. Finally, he couldn't bear to see her hurt herself, so he reached out and used his fingers to penetrate her lips that were bitten white.

Song Nihuan had no place to vent her grievance and anger, so she bit his hand hard.

She tasted blood.

He endured the pain and let her bite him. The bright red blood dripped down her pointed chin onto the gold-woven velvet carpet in the carriage, silently.

The harder he bit, the more painful it was for her to bite him.

Xie Yunji thought masochistically, just bite it, it's better than doing nothing.

His breathing was unstable, veins popped out on his cold white hands, and he looked dazed and hot. "Say you love me..."

"Do you still love me?"