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

Song Nihuan followed Xie Tan's footsteps, passed through numerous palaces and corridors, and finally arrived at the Winter Warm Pavilion.

Along the way, the eunuchs who had come to look for Xie Tan earlier carried the sedan chair respectfully and followed from a distance behind.

There were almost no people met along the way, which gave Song Nihuan an illusion that the man in front of her was not the current emperor, but the former unpopular second son of the Xie family.

She raised her head and looked at Xie Tan carefully, only to see a sense of relaxation brought by power revealed between his delicate eyebrows.

It's different after all...

"Come in and sit for a while. You must be cold after walking all the way." He said as he lifted the heavy door curtain and let her go in first.

Although he was wearing formal attire and crown, his gestures and movements were as casual as before.

Song Nihuan's expression softened.

"Brother Tan, how could you become the emperor?" Song Nihuan asked.

"They all said you were dead. What happened?" Xie Tan also looked confused.

As soon as they sat down, they spoke at the same time.

Song Nihuan pursed her lips slightly and answered first: "It was the Sixth Prince who helped me fake my death."

"Why?" Xie Tan asked with a frown.

She understood that what he was asking was not why the Sixth Prince wanted to help her, but why she chose to fake her death.

Song Nihuan hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to explain.

Seeing that she was silent, Xie Tan's expression turned cold, "He treats you badly? Are all the rumors I heard about you and Xie Yunji being in harmony and loving with each other false?"

Song Nihuan said: "No, it's true."

Xie Tan became even colder, his face looked unhappy and fierce, "Is it true? Is it true that you were almost forced to death?"

Song Nihuan lowered her head slightly and said, "I have no choice."

"Tell me clearly, what did he do to you? Was the Xie family involved?" Xie Tan looked at her steadily, his eyes sharp.

Song Nihuan's expression was gentle, as if she had just emerged from painful memories. She stared at the young man in front of her. Although the years had blurred her memory of him, the things in his bones remained unchanged.

For example, he protected her, just like before.

She said, "Brother Tan, don't worry. The Xie family has never treated me harshly. It's just that there are many other things between me and... Xie Yunji."

"How do I start? Anyway, I shouldn't have had that relationship with him."

"Now I have finally stopped the loss." She was silent for a moment, and said softly, "I don't want to mention it again."

Seeing how distraught she looked, Xie Tan didn't want to force her, so he nodded.

If she doesn't tell him, he will check it out himself.

"What about you? How did you suddenly become the emperor?" she asked.

"It was an accident that led to the tree growing. I had no choice but to do it." He said briefly, not knowing how to tell her that he had come all the way from the northern border to Yunjing just to see her for the last time.

"Can I ask you a favor?" She lowered her head and bowed.

"Don't beg." He held her arm and helped her up, whispering, "Just tell me what you want or what you want to do."

Now, no matter what she wants, he can give it to her.

"Brother Tan, the hostage of the Poli Kingdom, Pinga Fuyu, is actually my brother... I want to take him away." Song Nihuan said with sincere hope in her eyes, "Can I?"

Xie Tan has now ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, but Song Nihuan does not have a clear understanding of how powerful the imperial power is.

She felt uneasy when she made this request.

However, this was indeed her deepest desire and expectation.

As for Xie Yunji and the Qi Wang case involving the Song family, she decided not to pursue or care about it. At this moment, she just wanted to gain some peace and tranquility for herself and her brother.

Revenge for Lan Zhi? Or overturn the verdict? For her now, it is too difficult and too far away.

What's more, it is not unfair that my father made the choice to go along with others and has to bear the consequences.

It was hard to reconcile her love and hatred for Xie Yunji, and she didn't want to delve into it.

As long as Xie Tan promised to return Lan Zhi to her, she could start her life over again.

As for Xie Tan now, it would be enough to ask the country of Boli to send another proton. The sick one would stay sick forever, and no one would care to know where he went.

But he lied, "Pinga Fuyu is a proton. If you want to leave Yunjing quietly, it won't be that easy."

"Ni Huan, are you planning to take him away from Yunjing? Where are you planning to go?"

She said, "I have to leave Yunjing for sure. Madam Xie is dead, and if I show up in Yunjing, it will be scary. Lan Zhi's body can't stand the stress of traveling, and I haven't decided where to go yet."

Xie Tan’s eyes became increasingly darker.

She really was leaving.

I want to leave Yunjing and leave him.

She was also secretive and didn't want to tell him where she was going!

She...actually has no feelings for him at all!

"Brother Tan, I must take Lan Zhi away." She looked at him calmly and said, "Please help me think of a solution."

"I will summon the Minister of the Ministry of Rites to come here tomorrow to see if we can negotiate with the Poli Kingdom to get a new hostage. We still need to discuss in detail how to prevent the old one from returning to the Poli Kingdom."

"If the name is not right, then the words will not flow. If there is no legitimate reason, it is not easy to take away a proton."

Seeing his confident words, Song Nihuan nodded heavily, "Then I'll ask Brother Tan to help me..."

"Don't worry," he said.

She believed it, her shoulders relaxed, and she smiled for the first time since meeting him again.

In fact, Xie Tan did not promise her that he would let her take Song Lanzhi away.

But in her opinion, is there anything the emperor can't do?

From the gloomy boy in the past to the emperor who now rules the world, the difference is too big...

Xie Tan looked at the person in front of him. She was beautiful and indifferent, elegant and calm. She was a standard inner-house woman, a far cry from the unbridled and passionate girl before.

She was finally constrained to become one of the thousands of women in the harem, dignified and calm, short-sighted and naive.

She was not that kind of person, and he felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife.

That deep feeling of powerlessness gripped his heart again.

There was an awkward silence in the room.

The winter in Yunjing was dry and cold, and it was very unbearable. Xie Tan handed her a hand warmer and warm water, breaking the silence and saying, "You were going to leave the palace just now? Is there anyone outside the palace to pick you up?"

He wanted to know who else was involved in this.

She was not stupid, and knew that there was a hidden threat in his words. She stared at him and said slowly, "Marquis Jingyuan was also entrusted by someone, and he did not force me. The Sixth Prince only said that someone wanted me and asked if I was willing."

"No one forced me, I did it voluntarily."

"Voluntary... What if the other person is not me?" He keenly caught the key point in her words, and his heart ached. She didn't know who she was going to be given to, but she still agreed.

Xie Tan gritted her teeth and said, "Now that you are Xie Yunji's wife, you are imitating his high-sounding ways? You don't even know that the most important thing is yourself!"