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

The drizzle outside the window was rustling, and the carriage fell into a strange silence.

Xie Yunjie's eyes were bright and lively, and gave people the impression that he was a dignified and proud young man.

He looked up at her, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

This is the difference between him and Xie Yunji.

Xie Yunji would say yes, no, yes is yes and no is no.

However, Xie Yunjie, although a young and elegant man, had the mediocrity of a middle-aged man.

Song Nihuan was overwhelmed by the joy of being able to see Xie Tan, and she preconceived that he had agreed.

This carriage is like a ship, with wind and rain roaring outside the window, as if it can sail forever towards the endless doomsday.

Xie Yunjie felt very calm.

The carriage started moving. Song Nihuan felt that it was awkward for the two of them to remain silent, so she made small talk and asked, "Is Mr. Xie seventeen this year?"

She still remembered the first time she met him, he was young but very serious in his behavior.

"Almost nineteen." Xie Yunjie said.

Almost nineteen, which means eighteen.

This year's top scorer in the Jinke exam is nearly forty years old, the runner-up is thirty years old, and the third place winner, Xiao Xie, is only eighteen.

Eighteen years old, the prime of life, parading in the streets with flowers in her hair, riding a horse at the top of her lungs, feeling proud and happy.

As she looked at him, she seemed to be able to see the handsome and unique Xie Yunji riding a horse and parading in the streets many years ago. At that time, Xie Yunji was just an adult, and he had won the top three honors in the imperial examination. He must have received purses, sachets and handkerchiefs from many ladies.

It's a pity that God is jealous of talents.

Song Nihuan lowered her eyes. "Master Xie has become a first-class Jinshi at such a young age, and has won the third place in the imperial examination, and has been appointed as a Hanlin, right?"

"He is an editor of the Hanlin Academy and also the chief translator of the Honglu Temple." Xie Yunjie said.

He was an official of the seventh rank, only one level lower than Xie Yunji at that time. He was of low rank but had great influence. He was another Xie Hanlin.

She vaguely remembered that Xie Yunji had talked about these younger brothers, and the one he praised the most was Xie Shiyilang.

Xie Yunjie.

At that time he said that his younger brother was an excellent student and looked quiet and humble, but in fact he was a stubborn person and needed more improvement.

Now it seems to be true. This young man is tall and upright, different from Xie Yunji who is as gentle as jade. He is like a towering green bamboo growing on a cliff.

"It seems like my congratulations are a little late. Xie Hanlin is young and promising. He will surely have a bright future in the government," she said with a smile.

Knowing that she was just saying this for politeness, Xie Yunjie's heartbeat suddenly quickened. For some reason, he did not try to be modest, but said, "Thank you."

Song Nihuan thought that he had reason to be proud.

"Are you living in Xie's house now?" she asked.

Xie Yunjie nodded, "The journey to Chen County is long, so after arriving in Beijing, I stayed at Uncle Yunjing's house."

For young officials who come to Beijing and pass the palace examination, if their families are poor and do not have enough money to buy property, the court will arrange accommodation for them.

But Xie Yunjie's situation is completely different. The Xie family is large, and they live in the Xie Mansion in Yunjing to ensure the continuation of the clan and to help each other.

He glanced at her and added, "The courtyard where you and your elder brother lived is still the same as before."

Song Nihuan didn't respond.

The carriage moved quietly in the rain.

In the small space, Xie Yunjie always felt a faint body fragrance floating towards his nose from time to time.

The carriage suddenly stopped.

Song Nihuan was caught off guard and was about to roll out, but Xie Yunjie quickly stopped her.

It was an emergency, and the young man's arms were strong, and he held her firmly inside the carriage. His shoulders were steady and did not shake, giving people a sense of calmness and composure.

Her hair brushed against his face, tickling him.

"What's wrong?" Xie Yunjie asked the coachman outside the door.

"Reporting to the lord, it was the Ti cavalry passing by." The driver replied.

These days, the Ti cavalry seemed to be crazy, rushing around on the road. The atmosphere in the whole Yunjing was also very weird. The emperor had not attended the morning court for seven days in a row, and the people had already been talking about it.

Song Nihuan was completely unaware of this. When she heard the name of the Tiqi, she thought of the honest and upright Lord Zhou and asked, "But Lord Zhou is leading the team?"

Xie Yunjie said calmly: "Yunjing City is so big, you won't run into the Minister of War at any time."

There was another awkward silence.

Song Nihuan was really tired of finding topics to talk about, so she leaned her head against the wall of the carriage and closed her eyes slightly.

"How have you been these years?" Xie Yunjie suddenly asked.

Song Nihuan opened her eyes and looked at him. He had a frown on his face, and his eyes were clear and showed his concern for her. He was not being polite, but really wanted to know whether she was doing well.

She felt warm in her heart and smiled a little, saying, "When your brother was alive, he treated me very well. Thanks to the kindness of my family, my life was smooth. Later, I had an opportunity to enter the palace. After your brother passed away, I was fortunate to be loved by my old friends. Everything is fine."

The boy's eyes dimmed and he nodded: "That's good."

He hoped that she would live a good life, and he felt relieved to hear that she was not robbed by the emperor as he imagined, nor was she humiliated. But for some reason, when he saw the faint smile on her face, he felt very disappointed.

The young man had been taught since childhood to be a gentleman who did not show his emotions on his face, but in front of this woman, he seemed to have returned to the evening when he first met her and was in a bad mood.

"You and the emperor are old friends?" Xie Yunjie asked what was in his mind.

Song Nihuan raised her eyes and told him clearly: "If it weren't for your elder brother, I should have married him."

She still remembered that when she first came to Xie Tan more than a year ago, her heart was filled with despair and shameful thoughts of Xie Yunji. That feeling of powerlessness made her restless every day.

She told Xie Tan bluntly at that time that she couldn't help but love Xie Yunji.

Clearly only over a year had passed, but the pain in Xie Tan's eyes that she had deliberately ignored was still vivid in her mind, but why did those heart-breaking feelings become so vague and ethereal?

She abandoned her partiality towards Xie Yunji, and of course she was no longer ashamed of her past feelings for him. All the harm he had done to Lan Zhi and the deception he had shown her were gone like a passing cloud.

Now she can calmly tell the fair and just truth -

If it weren't for Xie Yunji, she would have married Xie Tan.

She lifted the curtain of the car and looked at the towering imperial city not far away.

She knew he was waiting for her.

Xie Yunjie looked in the direction of her gaze and asked in a hoarse voice, "Have you ever loved Big Brother?"

She looked at him and smiled, "Of course."

All the hatred, misunderstanding and grievances with Xie Yunji have been washed away by time, leaving only the warm past of the young couple knowing each other and loving each other, shining brightly in the depths of her memory.

"Your elder brother is as bright as the moon and as elegant as a man in Beijing. Who wouldn't like him?" she said calmly.

Xie Yunjie remained silent. This was not the answer he wanted.

That's it.

The young man reached out his hand and lifted half of the car curtain, and ordered: "Go to the palace."

"Sir, the doors of the uterus are all locked now." The driver said with some embarrassment.

"It's okay." Xie Yunjie said in a calm tone.

Song Nihuan stared at him, and after a moment of silence, she asked, "So where were you taking me just now?"

Xie Yunjie's gaze became increasingly deep. He turned his head to look out the window but stopped talking.