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

The dull pain from his forehead made Xie Tan's heart sink to the bottom. Blood flowed down, dyeing the eyes in front of him red.

He let go of her dejectedly, and the cold air from the rain outside penetrated into his bones.

She really hurt his heart, but he still didn't want to give up. He didn't even care about the wound on his forehead. He looked at her and said stubbornly: "You know my feelings for you. Don't pretend to be ignorant in the future. Don't deceive me with the relationship between brother and sister. It's meaningless to be a gentleman. I just want you."

Xie Tan took a deep breath and decided to speak out what was buried in his heart.

Even if she has someone else in her heart, he will keep her by his side until death.

"You and I have known each other for many years. Even if your feelings for me are not as strong as your feelings for Xie Yunji, at least... you have liked me, right?" He choked slightly.

Song Nihuan stared at Xie Tan. It seemed that she had used too much force just now and hit him hard.

At this moment, blood was flowing down his cheeks, dyeing the silver hair on his chest red, making him look cold and handsome.

She woke up as if from a dream, knowing that she had misunderstood him. She took out her handkerchief and walked forward, but she did not dare to touch him. She was confused and trembling, saying, "Your Majesty, I'm sorry for the blood and the wound. I didn't mean it..."

Suddenly he remembered something and walked towards the door to call for help, "Master Chen, Master Chen! Come quickly..."

Xie Tan grabbed her and pulled her into his arms, whispering, "Fool, what are you shouting for? Call everyone to see how you blaspheme the majesty of heaven?"

He held her tightly in his arms, took a deep breath, and calmed down. "I've already been beaten, let me hold you for a while."

Song Nihuan's face turned pale, and she didn't dare to struggle anymore. She whispered, "Your injuries haven't been treated yet..."

Xie Tan didn't take it seriously. He looked at the rain outside the window and said calmly, "It's okay. I'll wipe it off later and use my bamboo hat to block it. No one will see it."

He felt embarrassed and desolate, and his forehead ached so much that he felt dizzy. He felt so humbled. The funny thing was that when he learned that Xie Yunji was dead, he was actually panicked for a moment, fearing that she had not let go of Xie Yunji and would be sad.

Song Nihuan calmed down her guilty conscience, suppressed the unspeakable entanglement and helplessness in her heart, and whispered in Xie Tan's arms: "You are holding me too tight, loosen up a little, I will wipe the blood for you, don't make it everywhere."

Xie Tan obediently let go of her. There were lightning and thunder outside. He just watched her quietly as she wiped the blood from his forehead. Her face was fair and charming. Her cold fingers carefully slid across his forehead and cheeks, causing a lingering shudder.

The more he looked at her, the more uneasy he felt. The more he looked at her, the more wronged and sad he felt. He suddenly grabbed her hand, lowered his head and put his lips to hers, begging: "Ni Huan, you and I knew each other when we were young, have you forgotten everything?"

"Please, don't forget."

He couldn't accept that the memories he cherished so much were insignificant to her.

It was his past with her that kept him going until now.

Suddenly, tears dripped onto her fingertips. "Try to accept me. As long as you are willing to accept me, anything is fine."

"Even if you... don't love me."

"As long as you are by my side, don't leave me."

Song Nihuan lowered her head and stopped looking at him. What choice did she have? It was obvious that she couldn't disobey him in her current situation.

"I've always been by your side," she said bitterly.

"Move back to the palace tomorrow and have dinner with me." Xie Tan said.

She pursed her lips and nodded slightly, trying hard to hold back tears in her eyes.

Her hair was disheveled, with a few strands falling from her bun. The eunuch's robe was too loose, wrapping her up thin and lonely. She was holding on, as if she would fall down at any moment.

Xie Tan hurriedly grabbed her wrist and found her pulse was weak and floating, obviously a sign of excessive grief and exhaustion.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Are you really going to be so sad for Xie Yunji? He's dead. I hope you won't suffer."

"I only regret that I didn't protect you well in the past, which caused you to have a past with him for nothing. So I don't care about what you said, about her being a married woman or the king taking away the minister's wife. I don't take these things as seriously as you think."

"You have to learn to forget and we can start over."

As he said that, he pulled her wrist and walked out of the mourning hall, "Come on, no need to pretend to cover up, let them see the future queen, openly!"

There was a lot of pushing and shoving noise inside. Although the ministers and Xie family members who were kneeling outside were some distance away from the mourning hall, they looked at each other and then leaned over to look inside.

The pair of black boots embroidered with a four-clawed python dragon moved half a step, blocking the mourning hall more tightly. Chen Liang had a cold face and did not speak, looking at the kneeling people with a half-smile.

In fact, Chen Liang was not sure what happened inside. He knew the inside story. It was not glorious to talk about the emperor seizing his minister's wife, not to mention that she was a widow now. If the emperor had no scruples at all and really did something in Lord Xie's mourning hall, he would have to find a way to deal with it.

Although he seemed calm and composed, he was actually very anxious and sweating all over his forehead.

In the mourning hall, Song Nihuan shook off Xie Tan's hand in shock, stepped back, and said hastily: "Are you crazy? Do you know who is outside?"

He laughed at her look, "What's wrong? Do you think I'm crazy?"

In his opinion, leading troops into Yunjing without permission was not considered crazy, so what did this count as now?

It's just rumors, he doesn't care.

Xie Tan has lived in rumors for half of her life. She could remain calm and composed in the face of criticisms, but seeing that she even didn't want to live for Xie Yunji, she finally couldn't bear the heart-wrenching pain!

He was extremely crazy about her, but she didn't care and still looked at him in disbelief.

Xie Tan looked at her and murmured, "I'm really jealous of Xie Yunji. You love him, so I want him to die. Now that he's really dead, how can I still be so jealous?"

Fear crept into Song Nihuan's heart. She looked at him in horror and asked, "Is Xie Yunji's death related to you?"

Chen Liang was waiting outside anxiously and had to think of a way to smooth things over. As soon as he stepped over the threshold and took a look, before he had the chance to greet the emperor, he saw that the blood on the emperor's forehead had dyed half of his face red.

Even the white hair on his chest was stained with blood. Although it had been processed, it still looked terrifying!

Chen Liang suddenly felt his eyes go dark. Madam Xie was so ignorant of the seriousness of the matter!

"Who told you to come in? Get out." Xie Tan slowly raised his deep eyes and looked at Chen Liang gloomily.

"Answer me." Song Nihuan asked.

I once dreamed of Xie Yunji’s death, and the person in the dream said he wanted to kill him.

That strange and beautiful dream...those cold and dangerous eyes, the person in the dream was Xie Tan!

Song Nihuan looked at him stubbornly. Xie Tan was wearing a nine-dragon round-collared crown and robes. The silver auspicious cloud and dragon patterns were brilliant and clustered, which made his blood-stained face look unfathomable.

She couldn't understand him more and more. Was his previous patience and calmness just an act?

She looked at him and said word by word: "Answer me, did you order him to be killed?"

Hearing this, Xie Tan propped up the incense table with his hands to hide his heartbroken disappointment, as if this would help him stay from falling. He trembled and asked, "What do you think?"

"What happened between you and me before, what you said, are all gone?"

"The fact that you can ask this question shows that you have no affection for me at all." He laughed.

After laughing, his eyes were bloodshot, with thunder and lightning in them, and he gritted his teeth and said, "If I ordered him to be killed, then you want to kill me to avenge him?"

Song Nihuan tried her best to resist the urge to scold him and asked, "Why kill him?"

Didn't he know that the fate of an honest and upright person could give us a glimpse of the emperor's virtue? !

Xie Tan laughed and said, "Do I need to think of a reason to kill him? I have finally figured it out. Xie Yunji really hit the nail on the head by marrying you. You still miss him even after he's dead!"

He approached her step by step, with a dangerous aura around him, and raised her chin, "Do you still remember the love you had for me when you were young?"

Song Nihuan pushed his hand away. She really didn't like the way he looked. She said angrily, "Youthful feelings can't be counted."

She originally wanted to live alone for the rest of her life, but Xie Tan got so obsessed that she couldn't get out of it and insisted on forcing him to do it. Now her body and mind are not with him, so even if he is willing, she can't abuse him.

The moonlight was pale and white, shining in from the corridor, illuminating the mourning hall. The dim candlelight trembled slightly on her cheek.

Xie Tan looked at her, her face as white as wax. He couldn't help but worry about her. He was afraid that all her previous efforts would be in vain if her body, which had just recovered, was hurt like this.

He could no longer indulge her feelings for Xie Yunji.