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

Song Nihuan looked at him and suddenly thought of the word "wolf cub".

She changed her mind, walked towards the boy, snatched the knife from his hand, and quickly moved it back to his throat.

She practiced the close combat method that Xie Tan taught her every day. Although there was no significant improvement yet, it was enough to deal with a child.

Her eyes were as cold as a pond. She stared at the boy and said coldly, "I didn't point it out to you just now because you carried a dagger but didn't hurt those kids who bullied you. I'm leaving because you are a person who repays kindness with enmity and it's not worth wasting my time on you."

"If you must prove to me that you are a born bad seed, then I don't mind sending you to the government. Aren't you afraid of entering Yunjing City?"

The blade was cold against her neck. Such fear was hard to conceal for an adult, let alone a child. The boy finally stopped his evil smile, but still looked at her fearlessly.

Song Nihuan no longer hesitated, took his knife, and dragged him towards Yunjing.

During the fight, the boy was still a child after all. He hadn't eaten or slept well for several days and was completely exhausted. How could he defeat an adult woman?

As he was dragged by her, he covered his legs and cried, "My legs! My legs hurt! Let me go!"

She looked in the direction of his hand and saw that his indigo trouser leg seemed to be pressed against something. She stopped, squatted, and cut open his trouser leg with a dagger.

I saw that the bone was originally connected but had become deformed, with only a layer of skin separating it from the strange arc. It looked eerie and terrifying, and was fixed only by a strip of cloth of the same color as the clothes.

"How did you do that?" she asked.

The boy covered his leg with his trouser leg to hide the wound, and said coldly: "None of your business."

"Then I'm leaving." She didn't indulge him either, she said lightly, leaving him alone and turned to leave.

"Don't leave!" He really called her and struggled to stand up. "Can you please not leave me? Can you take me to a place? When we get there, I will give you money."

"Why?" She looked at him and asked, "I don't even know who you are. Why should I change my original route for you? You know I'm going back to Yunjing."

The boy turned pale, hesitated for a moment, took out the dirty bag from his arms, and said anxiously: "Come here, I will tell you."

Song Nihuan narrowed his eyes. This bag was clearly the thing he had risked his life to protect.

"Why do you trust me?" she asked.

"My mother said that I can't trust anyone. But just now, I tried to test you many times, and you didn't hurt me. And... you left without any attachment to my things several times."

The boy put away his earlier pretending to be cruel, hateful and untamable. His true appearance was that of a smart and calm man, with a sophistication that was beyond his age.

"Come here, my legs hurt and I can't walk." He whispered, then raised his eyes and stared at her face, "Thank you for saving me just now."

She glanced at him and didn't move.

The boy had no choice but to drag his injured leg, holding the bag in one hand and holding the tree trunk with the other, and walked slowly towards her.

Song Nihuan's eyes softened. He was still a child.

She ran towards him quickly and held him.

Xiao Yuanlin looked up at Song Nihuan. Her slender figure and the sweet scent on her body were like distant yet familiar memories. The memories filled his mind, and he felt a kind of sadness that made him feel breathless.

His mother... was also strict, yet sweet and gentle.

Under the moonlight, Song Nihuan saw the boy's tender hands open the dirty bundle, and inside was a silk map with extremely detailed records, from the mountains to the rivers beside the villages.

Song Nihuan had not been to very far places, and she didn't know which state the formal format of the map should indicate, but she could see clearly that this was the location of a mineral vein.

She looked at the boy carefully again. His clothes were extravagant and not like those of ordinary people. When he calmed down and spoke, he had an extraordinary demeanor. The map held by such a child was indeed not an ordinary thing.

But how could such a precious thing be in the hands of a child?

"What kind of mine is this?" she asked.

Dazhao is rich in real estate resources, with gold and silver mines spread throughout many places in the western and northern borders. It can be said that it is very rich, so the Northern Border Army has never had to worry about expenses, and when it goes to war with other countries, it uses this overwhelming advantage to fight against them.

For example, other countries’ military supplies for wars have to be “requisitioned”, while the Northern Army’s military supplies have to be purchased, so they have no fear of prolonging the battle line.

But one thing that is also difficult to buy with gold and silver is iron.

And iron can be used to make weapons.

Iron ore is particularly scarce in Dazhao, and now there are only a few mines in Qianshan Field in Yanzhou.

If anyone can find an iron ore, he will be rich.

Xiao Yuanlin naturally knew what this was. He moved his lips slightly, wanting to say something but stopping himself. Looking at the woman in front of him, although her face was as dirty as his, he could see that she had beautiful eyebrows and eyes and looked very kind. Moreover, she was the only person he trusted now...

He couldn't lie to her, otherwise how could they continue to travel together? He gritted his teeth and said, "This is iron ore."

The father and brother of the former Crown Princess were often sent abroad. Her brother was obsessed with geological exploration and accidentally discovered this mineral vein hidden in the mountains. Naturally, he gave this precious information to his sister, who was now the Crown Princess.

This vein of mineral was originally in the hands of the Crown Princess, but she did not give it to her husband, but left it to her son on her deathbed.

What was she thinking? At that time, she was facing her husband's exclusive favor to Concubine Wan Liangdi, who was pregnant. All she could think of was that if the crown prince treated her son badly after becoming emperor, this vein of iron would be her son's capital. Whether he could forge weapons and rise up in resistance, or offer this iron mine to win his favor...

The Crown Princess thought too much about her child.

Things are unpredictable. As a woman in the inner house, she could never have imagined that the dynasty would be overthrown. The prince became a monk overnight.

Her son, having lost the protection of his parents, had the awkward identity of being the eldest grandson of the previous emperor, and ended up being bullied by slaves.

This vein of minerals has always been in the hands of this child. He has fled to the An Ning Marquis Mansion many times just to follow the map and find this vein of minerals.

Xiao Yuanlin was born into a royal family, so how could he not know what iron ore could be used for?

Overwhelmed by the hatred in his heart, with his country in ruins but the mountains and rivers still standing, Xiao Yuanlin didn't know what he was going to do at the iron mine.

Start a rebellion?

Start a rebellion!

The boy's eyes were bright in the moonlight.

Song Nihuan looked at him, well... he looked like a wolf cub again.

She didn't ask him how he got the mineral vein, but only asked: "Are your parents still alive?"

Xiao Yuanlin thought for a moment and said, "No more."

My father favored his concubine, which led to my mother's death. Later, he gave up the throne and became a monk to live in seclusion. It is better not to acknowledge such a father!

“Why did they die?” she asked.