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

He smiled helplessly. He had once firmly given her the position of legal wife, but now in order to keep her by his side, he had to keep her outside.

If you keep her outside, isn't that just a mistress?

He doesn't care what others think of him, but he has not yet thought of a way to resist patriarchy and clan.

If he doesn't want to divorce his wife, there is only one way to go, and that is to completely sever ties with the Xie family.

From then on, he was him, and the Xie family was the Xie family.

But it’s not that easy to break away from a relationship.

He was willing, but his father was not, because he was his father's only son.

What's more, the emperor had just entrusted him with an important task. The reason why he gave him the post of Prince's Secretary was not only because he valued his personal talent, but also because the emperor needed to be close to civil officials like the Xie family.

If he broke off ties with his family, it would be a slap in the emperor's face.

He had to consider the lives of hundreds of people in the Xie family and the future of his younger brothers.

People, after all, should not be too selfish.

"It's only temporary. I'll find a way." He said with difficulty, feeling an indescribable powerlessness in his heart.

Song Nihuan smiled, "What are you talking about? Do you think I still want to be with you?"

"It's me who wants to be with you." Xie Yunji said, "The Xie family is too much of an obstacle for now, but don't worry, just live here well."

"It has come to this. Xie's family cannot accept a daughter-in-law with a stain on her reputation. You just have to stay here and suffer for it."

"But I, Xie Yunji, will never marry anyone else except you."

She could no longer be his wife, but as long as she was by his side, what difference did it make? He would never marry anyone else anyway.

The pressure from his family was negligible to him, otherwise Song Nihuan would not have been childless and he would not have taken a concubine.

"Let's move out of the mansion and live alone, okay? I won't leave you again, and I'll take you with me wherever I go." He took her hand and said seriously, "Nothing will change here, and life will only be better than in the Xie Mansion. I bought this courtyard in a hurry, and I'm afraid that if I delay any longer, the elders will take action against you."

"No one knows about this now, it's safe here. After a while, when the storm has died down, we can go pick a bigger and better yard together, okay?"

He has always been a man who acts in an orderly manner, but when it comes to Song Nihuan, he panics. He is afraid that someone will hurt her, and he is even more afraid that she will become completely cold to him.

This house is not the property of the Xie family, and the money used to purchase this house did not even come from his account. No one will know that she is here, and she is safe.

In a few days, according to the clan's decision, "Mrs. Xie" had fallen seriously ill and the funeral and burial would be held quickly.

This way she can live well and preserve the reputation of the Xie family.

After that, he took good care of her, and when His Highness Fuliu ascended the throne, he would resign from his official position and go back to Chen County with her to live a fairy-like life.

"The maid I bought now is not as useful as the one I had before. Let Shuanghua train her more..." He was still imagining his future life.

Song Nihuan stared at him quietly.

He paused and looked back at her.

When their eyes met, Xie Yunji was shocked by the coldness in Song Nihuan's eyes.

"We can't go back," she said calmly.

"In the future I will not marry again, take concubines, have a maid, touch other women, or have children! Everything will be the same as before, Nihuan, nothing has changed! Why can't I go back?" He looked at her, and spoke so anxiously that he coughed violently again, but she still looked at him coldly, indifferent.

"It was wrong before," she said bluntly.

The room was silent.

After a moment, he said coldly: "What if it's wrong? Let it continue to be wrong!"

He loved her so much that he did despicable things to get her. He wanted to seduce her but ended up trapping himself in it. He promised her the status of his legal wife and asked for imperial decrees for her. How could she say that all this was wrong!

Xie Yunji felt the pain penetrate his bones and all his limbs ached. Only by getting close to her could he feel some relief. He reached out to hug her, but she avoided him.

His hands froze in mid-air, and a desperate voice came out of his chest, with painful paranoia, "Song Nihuan, I will never let you leave me."

*

When the censor arrived at the northern border, the scene he saw was completely different from what everyone in the court had guessed and discussed.

The bleak, grim and starving people he had expected did not appear, but instead there was a scene of reconstruction and prosperity.

Those border residents showed unprecedented submission to Dazhao.

He also met the Holy Maiden of the Privet tribe for the first time.

You should know that the Privet tribe only appears in legends, and this tribe has caused headaches for emperors of several generations.

The censor honestly wrote down everything he saw and heard, and then presented what he saw and learned to the emperor and the cabinet for discussion. Those civil officials were very noisy.

The general's actions are ruthless but effective. In the end, are the lives of a small number of people more important or the peace of the overall environment more important?

The censor rushed back to the capital to respond to his orders.

Before leaving, he looked at the general with his snow-white hair and clothes. The general was too handsome. If it weren't for the armor on his body, he would have thought he was a dandy young man from some wealthy family. He was even more handsome than a scholar.

The censor's eyes fell on the saint girl beside Xie Tan, and he turned to Xie Tan meaningfully and said: "The general is a blessed man."

This sentence did not affect Xie Tan at all, and more people began to compliment him. When he was an inconspicuous soldier in the Northern Border Army, no one called him by his name. Later, after he saved Xiao Xuan and became a General Zhechou, people around him called him Xiao Xie or General Xiao Xie, with a casual and teasing tone between men. Later, after he made military achievements and became a General Zhenjun, people's attitude towards him changed again.

Everyone became respectful, afraid of saying something wrong, and bowed solemnly with their hands down, calling him "General".

He often felt confused. Why, after reaching such an important position, his heart was still empty and he couldn't grasp anything?

Xie Tan walked back to the tent alone. There were two people standing there, looking exhausted, as if they had been waiting for him for a long time.

The two men knelt down together, "General! Madam Xie is in trouble!"

The two spies had agreed with Shuanghua before that Madam Xie would have to report to them once a month, no matter whether it was good or bad, no matter how big or small the matter was, but this month, Shuanghua did not show up to the appointment.

Without much inquiry, the news that Madam Xie had left the house without permission and had not returned all night, which was a bad sign for a woman, had spread everywhere.

No wonder Shuanghua didn’t come.

The next news was that Mrs. Xie was ill.

Xie Tan's face was frighteningly gloomy. Having held a high position for these years, his every move and gesture exuded the pressure of power. Military generals who had killed people were different from civil officials. The official authority they carried with them made people shudder.

Even though he was now very restrained and asked patiently, the two spies still trembled.

"How could the young lady have the chance to meet her lover in secret? Whenever she left the house, we both followed closely behind her. Rumor has it that the night when Young Madam Xie did not return home, she sat in a desolate tomb outside the capital all night!" said the thinner spy.

The desolate tombs outside the capital are mass graves, where those who were beheaded and had their property confiscated were thrown.

The remains of Song Nihuan's parents are there.

Xie Tan's heart seemed to be gripped, his face was as gloomy as water, and he asked: "Is there anything unusual before this?"

Why would she go to a desolate graveyard when she was fine, and why would she not come home at night? Who bullied her? Who could bully the young lady of the wealthy Xie family!

It doesn't make sense and I can't figure it out.

A housewife like Song Nihuan lives in a courtyard every day. Her life is actually very simple and the people she comes into contact with are fixed. Apart from her husband, father-in-law and mother-in-law, who else can make her suffer?

Xie Yunji had no concubines, so there was no jealousy or competition for favor.

Could it be that... because she had no children, Xie Yunji finally gave up on her!

"How is she now? How ill is she?" he asked.

"When we left Beijing, we heard that Madam Xie was ill, but we had no idea what illness she had. Lord Xie did not say he wanted to divorce his wife," said the spy.

"Go back and guard it." Xie Tan said, "Also, go to Zuoqi to find Commander Huang and bring twenty cavalrymen to go with you."

The two spies took a deep breath and looked at each other.

Cavalry, how precious it is to train a cavalryman, but twenty cavalrymen are mobilized for a woman in the harem.

Cavalry are valuable, and Xie Tan knows that he cannot move too many of them. The army has a fixed number, and if it attracts unnecessary attention, it will only cause more trouble.

"General, what shall we do when we go there?"