The moonlight swayed, carrying a sense of sadness and coldness, but Song Nihuan's expression was even colder than the moonlight, and she looked at him steadily.

His body suddenly stiffened, and he looked up and asked, "Who told you anything?"

Song Nihuan lowered her head and thought for a while, then raised her head again and said to him in shock, "I remember everything."

The love for him is boiling and extinguishing.

Xie Yunji took a half step back, almost suffocating. He calmed down for a moment, still with a glimmer of hope, and humbly squatted down, took her hand and pressed it against his chest, his dry lips moved: "Even if everything is fake...but here, my love for you is real, and it has never changed in the slightest."

Song Nihuan's eyes gently passed over his face, looked at the moonlight outside the window, and actually smiled, "Love me...Love me means deliberately deceiving me, hurting my blood relatives, and destroying my family? I finally saw Mr. Xie's methods..."

Xie Yunji's eyes were sore. Every word she said was like a nail piercing his heart. It hurt so much that he couldn't breathe. There was nothing more painful than being despised by the person you loved.

My throat felt blocked and sour, and I felt pain from my own powerlessness.

The thing he feared most finally happened. Not only did she remember that he was Xie Tan's cold-blooded brother, but she also knew everything he had done.

But he still had no way to explain it.

It is indeed retribution in this life, there is no escape at all.

Xie Yunji's voice was filled with sadness: "So, you deliberately stayed out all night and let everyone in the house know about it, cutting off your retreat route just to force me to divorce you?"

She didn't say anything, which was a sign of her agreement.

His heart was broken, and his eyes became darker. The love they had had as husband and wife for all these years really meant nothing. When she knew his true self, she abandoned him without hesitation.

Before he left, she said she wanted to give him a child.

It was obvious that she had gotten over her grudge against him and no longer blamed him.

Xie Yunji calmed himself and stared at her greedily, trying to see traces of love for him on her face, "Ni Huan, Ni Huan..."

"Don't leave me." He begged her in a low voice, "I won't explain anything to you. I just want to say, I know I was wrong, and I will make up for it, a thousand times over, as long as you don't leave me."

"Ni Huan, please forgive me."

"Look at me, look at me, and forgive me this time."

His eyes were red and he looked even more pitiful than the actors on the stage who were fawning on her for favor. He begged her in a low voice.

But she remained unmoved and glared at him coldly, "If you still have a conscience, let me go and don't embarrass Lan Zhi."

Song Nihuan thought about it. Lan Zhi had a special identity. Although she couldn't take him away, he would not be in any danger for the time being.

All she had to do was to leave Xie's house first. After that, there would be new palace maids in the inner palace every year. Then she would go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to register. Everything depended on human effort. The Lishan Palace was remote and not very profitable. It shouldn't be a problem if she volunteered to work there.

Then I can be reunited with Lan Zhi.

As for the hatred for Xie Yunji, should she go to the prefectural government to sue him? Although she has been living in the inner house for these years, she has learned a thing or two about the twists and turns in officialdom. The Xie family has a deep foundation, and Xie Yunji has cultivated a good reputation in officialdom. Officials protect each other, so no one would believe the words of a woman with a bad reputation like her.

It is really too painful to be separated from the one you love.

Xie Yunji closed his eyes, feeling an unspeakable bitterness in his heart, then he opened his eyes and gritted his teeth and said, "Are you determined to abandon me?"

"It's not that I abandon you. You and I should never have had this bad fate." She didn't look at him and said coldly, "Now, it's a foregone conclusion that I've stayed out all night and violated the virtues of a woman. The Xie family is big and will definitely not tolerate me. You should write the divorce letter."

She was willing to "lose her virginity" to cut off her connection with him. She was certain that no matter how persistent Xie Yunji was, he could not go against the clan and the rules and ethics of the world.

Moreover, it is now known to everyone in the city that a scholar-official like him who follows the orthodox path would never tolerate such "shame".

"As for what you did..." She raised her eyes, tears welling up in them, and gritted her teeth as she said, "I wish I could kill you."

Her words made him feel so miserable that he wanted to die. There was a look of shock and pain in Xie Yunji's eyes. He swallowed his vulnerability and decided to throw the pot away. He stared at her and said, "Then you can kill me."

Then he handed the dagger in his sleeve to her, pushed his messy hair back, and pulled open his collar, "Stab here."

In the second half of the night, a slight chill came over her. Song Nihuan shuddered and her eyes fell on Xie Yunji's exposed chest.

The scars there were horrible.

That was the injury he had suffered in order to save her life.

Song Nihuan's tears fell one by one, and the hand holding the sword was trembling.

After a while of stalemate, she turned her face away in pain, tears streaming down her face.

At this moment, she realized that love and hate cannot exist alone.

She couldn't do anything to him.

He reached out to wipe her tears, but before he could touch her, she moved away.

Xie Yunji's hands froze in the air, his dark eyes showing hurt and pain, "Ni Huan, I will never let you leave me."

"You just need to tell me where you went. I will take care of the clan's affairs. You can stay here without worry. I will slowly make up for what I did wrong and what I owe you."

"You did nothing wrong, why are you punishing yourself like this? I was wrong, I was wrong, I will make it up."

She was stunned for a moment. She thought that he would not be able to tolerate the "shame" she brought to him, and would doubt her innocence like others... He might even want her to die to wash away the stain that "loss of virginity" brought to the Xie family.

Just like her father-in-law, he wanted her dead.

But he didn't.

Song Nihuan just felt extremely painful, with mixed feelings in her heart, which were hard to describe.

He was someone she loved, and someone she hated. But he was also someone worth loving.

"I can stay out all night today, but what about tomorrow? Will you force me to do something that would damage my virtue as a woman before you give up?" She smiled playfully, determined to fight him to the end, and uttered each word slowly, "Are the elders in the clan so easy to deal with? You don't know yet, the news that Madam Xie has violated her virtue and left the house without permission has spread everywhere."

Xie Yunji's breath suddenly covered her, and he leaned down and kissed her lips savagely, with piercing pain.

"you are mine!"

"What do you want from me?"

"What do you take yourself for?"

Song Nihuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she said in despair: "Many years ago, I was a homeless woman. This mark can never be washed away, thanks to you!"

She bit his lip fiercely, and the blood flowed, which looked shocking and amazingly beautiful on her pale face.

Xie Yunji was silent for a moment, lowered his head and stopped arguing with her.

After a moment, he raised his eyes and smiled charmingly, "It's too late tonight, take a good rest."

Then he lifted his robe and left calmly.

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