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

At this moment, Song Nihuan was no longer the delicate and shy girl in front of Xie Yunji, nor was she the widow who shed tears and revealed her inner feelings in front of Xie Tan.

But, herself.

She was certainly not an ignorant girl. Even when she and Lan Zhi were still young, her father had already subtly introduced them to the ways of the world and the human relationships, so as to prevent them from being too naive.

If she asked someone to take her to Yunjing, that person might not necessarily help.

They may think she is weak and pitiful, but this bit of sympathy will disappear when it comes to their own interests. It is better to be bound by tangible interests.

She looked at the groom quietly.

The groom seemed to smell the scent of a fellow, and lowered his voice and said, "Please help me make this trip. It's not far from Yunjing to here, so I can only split it 60% with you."

"It's a deal." She smiled.

The groom didn't have to run back and forth and got paid for nothing. She also got the benefits she wanted.

Along the way, she rode on a tall horse with baggage behind her, and headed towards Yunjing with two bodyguards. The journey was unexpectedly smooth.

She had no qualms about it.

She still remembered the anxiety she felt when she learned of Xie Yunji's true identity many years ago and ran away from Xie's house without returning all night.

What is she worried about?

The concept of female chastity and the worldly rules that restrict women have bound her invisibly.

That was her first time to fight against fate, against Xie Yunji who was so handsome, noble and cold.

But now, she has not returned for many days, staying in a village in the wilderness, running on the country roads until her throat is burning, and marching towards Yunjing among a group of mud-legged people.

Her heart is very calm.

Time can really change many things that we thought would never change.

How could Madam Xie, who was calm and elegant in manners, become like this?

Her peace of mind comes from her certainty about the future.

She fully believed that Xie Tan would not question her innocence just because she had been missing for several days and not returned all night. Instead, he would be afraid that she had been wronged outside.

Of course, there would be no rules of the Xie family waiting to punish her.

After this trip, she confirmed one thing, that is, without Xie Tan's protection and giving up the life of luxury, she could survive.

Surviving alone doesn't seem as difficult as imagined.

The world is in good order, everything that should happen is happening, whether it is good or bad, there is not much change.

It turned out that she had changed.

Thinking of this, her mind suddenly became clear. She smiled, leaned on the baggage in the escort cart, and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, they arrived at the gate of Yunjing City. The escort paid her the money. The money felt heavy in her hand.

She took it with both hands and said seriously, "Thank you."

In fact, she also wanted to say that she could come to me next time.

But she knew that she had to go back to Xie Tan.

Song Nihuan gathered her hair, identified the direction, and headed towards the imperial city.

Suddenly, the low sobbing of a child was heard.

Song Nihuan turned around and looked at the sound.

Several children are chasing a boy. It is not difficult to see that the clothes the boy was originally wearing were very luxurious, but now they have been torn and stained with mud.

They pinned the child down on their bodies. The child was beaten black and blue, but he did not beg for mercy. Instead, he tightly grasped something in his hand.

Being severely bullied, the boy suddenly stood up to resist. The moves he used seemed like those he had learned a few moves from, but they were not real kung fu, but some insidious and despicable moves.

The other children were hurt and beat him even harder, but they outnumbered them and the boy was pressed hard to the ground.

With a "swish" sound, dust flew up. The children were choked by the dust and started coughing. They all stood up.

Song Nihuan forgot to return the whip in her hand to the escort. Under the intimidating power of the whip, she stood in front of the boy.

The boy rolled on the ground, rubbed his eyes, spat out sand, and vaguely saw that the woman in front of him was exceptionally tall.

The group of children scattered like birds and beasts.

Song Nihuan lowered her eyes and looked at the boy for a while. Although the boy was still frightened, he still pursed his lips tightly. There was a hint of stubbornness in his eyes, and he had no intention of asking her for help.

She still bent down and pulled him out of the ditch. When the boy stood up, he was only a head shorter than her and looked about nine or ten years old.

Song Nihuan looked at him and asked, "Are you separated from your parents? Do you need any help?"

Her eyes were calm, without any sympathy for the weak, which made the boy feel less awkward, but he still didn't want to talk to her.

Song Ni smiled, she was not a saint and she did not have the problem of saving others. Just like everyone's destiny depends on themselves, if others interfere and become dependent, it may not be a good thing.

When she took two steps, the boy seemed to be shocked by something. He suddenly rushed over and hugged her arm, saying, "Can you save me and take me away?"

Song Nihuan followed the boy's gaze and saw a group of cavalrymen coming out from the Yunjing city gate not far away, as if they were looking for someone.

"Okay, follow me." She held his hand and led him in the opposite direction of the city gate.

Perhaps he was injured by the beating from the group of kids just now. When the boy walked, Song Nihuan could feel the stiffness in his left leg. Along the way, he gritted his teeth and followed her steps closely.

There were many dense forests in the suburbs of Yunjing. The two of them were not tall to begin with, so they bent down and hid in the dense forests. They were also covered in dust, so they easily avoided the searching cavalry.

By the time the cavalry had completely stopped moving, night had fallen.

In the moonlight, Song Nihuan lowered her eyes to look at the boy who was sleeping with his eyes closed in her arms. She could see that he was a handsome child, but now his face was covered with a mixture of tears, snot and dirt.

Well, after all, he is still young, he will be afraid and he will cry.

Song Nihuan looked towards the direction of Yunjing City, unwilling to delay any longer.

She pulled her hand away and slowly leaned the child against a tree stump nearby.

She could take him away, but only if he was willing.

Obviously he didn't want to, he was afraid to return to Yunjing.

As for who he was and why that group of cavalrymen were looking for him, Song Nihuan was not very interested in knowing.

Suddenly, I heard crying behind me, mixed with despair.

She stopped, turned her head and looked at him for a long while, then asked, "Do you need help?"

He wiped his face, touched the bag in his arms, and said hesitantly: "You are not a bad person?"

She asked, "Will a bad person say he is a bad person?"

The boy lowered his head in thought.

"What about you? Are you a bad person?" she asked back.

"of course not!"

"Then why do you want to kill me? Who are you?" Song Nihuan asked.

"I didn't mean to kill you!" the boy defended anxiously.

Song Nihuan said, "You were pretending to be asleep just now. Twice, you pointed a dagger at me."

Under the moonlight, the boy's face changed horribly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth like woven shells. The dagger in his sleeve was no longer hidden. He said faintly, "You're not asleep either? You know, why don't you run?"