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

As Song Nihuan screamed, the followers beside her reacted quickly, rushed over at lightning speed, and slashed with their swords, instantly killing the man in black.

At this moment, Xie Yunji was very close to Song Nihuan, and he clearly saw the panic and fear in her eyes, which finally broke the false and indifferent mask on her face for these days.

It turned out that she still cared about him.

worth it.

When Song Nihuan's eyes fell on the knife in Xie Yunji's chest, she felt as if struck by lightning. She held him with trembling hands, then hurriedly covered the wound on his chest with her hands, trying to stop the blood from flowing out.

But blood still seeped out from between her fingers, dripping onto the ground, forming a shocking pool of blood.

"No..." she murmured, her face as pale as paper and her eyes full of panic.

He stepped forward, reached out his hand and gently stroked her cheek, saying softly: "Don't cry... If I'm really gone, you must live a good life and find a good man to marry."

"Forgive me..." His voice was broken and choked, and he didn't care about the servants standing beside him.

She was so heartbroken that she could hardly breathe. She no longer dared to touch his injured body and could only hold his hand tightly.

Fingers intertwined, tears rolled down Song Nihuan's cheeks, "I forgive you, I forgive you."

"Don't leave me, Brother Zi Che!"

This familiar name made his heart ache, as if he had finally returned to the good times they once spent together.

A weak smile appeared on Xie Yunji's face, which looked melancholy and pale.

Her anxious face gradually became blurred, and then her eyes went dark and she fainted.

Across the barren mountain where the attack took place is the capital of Chen County, the century-old home of the Xie family.

Xie Mansion, Chen County.

Heavy curtains enclosed Song Nihuan and Xie Yunji in a small and private space.

The young man's face was still a little pale, and his long eyelashes drooped with a pitiful sense of brokenness.

After more than ten days of rest, the knife wound on the chest was still horrific.

She carefully applied medicine to his wounds, spreading the powder evenly and with care.

The young man gasped, "It hurts..."

"Ah, let me blow it for you." She whispered, leaning down, "Are you feeling better?"

There were layers of smiles in his eyes, "Just kiss again."

She nodded, and then she really listened to him and kissed him on the chest.

The wrapped gauze outlined the smooth lines of muscles, and his thin muscles stiffened as he tried hard to control the heat contained in his body.

She seemed to have just realized something was wrong, and gently pushed his shoulder, angrily saying: "Xie Yunji, you..."

He smiled and teased her, "It really doesn't hurt anymore. If you don't believe me, kiss me again?"

"No kiss." She turned her face away, but there was a smile in her eyes.

He looked at her. Ever since that rainy night, all the differences between them seemed to have disappeared.

The force of the knife was just enough for him to withstand, and he leaned to the side an inch, just enough to avoid the vital points.

But since it hurt my heart, I couldn't help but suffer.

But as long as she could forgive him, no matter how much torture she endured, it would not matter.

That night, the servants took him to the nearest capital of Chen County, which was the foundation of the Xie family and the place where they had lived through six dynasties.

The talented and romantic men, idle scholars, and uncles and uncles who retired and returned to their hometowns in the family all lived a carefree life in Chen County.

When he woke up, he saw Song Nihuan's eyes were swollen like walnuts and her chin was pointed.

When she saw him wake up, tears started to flow and she clung to his neck, not letting go for a long time.

He also hugged her tighter.

There was a noise at the door.

Xie Yunji said: "Come in."

It was the nanny who brought the food box over. She didn't dare to look into the tent, she lowered her head and served the dishes, "Today, in addition to the medicinal food ordered by the palace doctor, there is also the Four Substance Soup for Madam. Drink it while it's hot for the best effect. Tomorrow is the 30th, and this is the first time that the young lady has come to our house, so we have to make it lively."

Song Nihuan was stunned. Tomorrow she will be thirty...

Another year passed, the fourth year for her and Xie Yunji.

She turned around to look at him, and he was looking at her with a smile, his eyes charming and lazy.

He scratched her nose and said, "You're still a child. Are you so happy to hear about the New Year's celebration?"

How could she be happy because of this...

"Mammy, take the young mistress to go buy New Year's goods with the other ladies. Ahem, I couldn't get out of bed these few days and haven't taken her to the city for a walk." He said.

The old woman happily agreed. These days, everyone in the mansion, from the ladies to the maids and old women, was full of curiosity about Madam Xie from Yunjing.

There were so many good stories about her and the eldest master, and they all wanted to take a good look at her, but it was a pity that she had been staying by Xie Yunji's bedside all these days.

Song Nihuan had a shy look on her face. "I won't go. I'm already this old, almost 21, how can I still enjoy the New Year like a child..."

"Go ahead." He kissed her lazily, "Go and see where your husband lived when he was a child."

After Song Nihuan left, Xie Yunji called out "Come in", and the secret guard hiding in the dark pushed the door open and walked in.

"Have you found out who did it?" he asked.

"My Lord, your guess is correct. It was done by the descendants of Wang Clan of Langya. Although they were equipped with the goose-feather swords commonly used in the Sixth Prince's mansion, they spoke with a Langya accent."

"Yeah." He was not surprised and said casually, "Did you ask them to speak?"

These assassins are all death warriors, and they would rather die than reveal anything.

The secret guard lowered his head and did not seek credit, "It's just a small matter, just a small matter."

Xie Yunji's eyes were deep as he stared at the snowflakes falling outside the window.

The Wang family of Langya... was holding a grudge against him, and even wanted to alienate him from Xiao Shen.

If the emperor did not want to clear the way for the crown prince, how could he, alone, have shaken the powerful Wang family of Langya?

No wonder it fell into decline, it was so stupid!

Xie Yunji sneered, "Where is Xiao Huang's grave? Have you found it?"

"We found him and buried him on a hilltop in Langya."

As he spoke, he stood up and drank the medicine in one gulp. His handsome face was cold and gentle as he said, "Find some wild dogs and dig it up for him."

He could tolerate them assassinating him, but when he thought of Song Nihuan's bare shoulders and her lonely and shaky figure in the heavy rain, his anger boiled over.

If he had been a little late...

What if he didn't come?

He would wake up many nights with this assumption frequently entering his dreams, and he was deeply aware that he absolutely could not lose her.