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

He had not taken care of state affairs for many days, and even though there was approval from the Imperial Household Department and the cabinet was in charge, there was a backlog of official documents that had to be approved by the emperor himself.

These days, when Xie Tan was free late at night, he was afraid of waking up Song Nihuan, so he did not return to her Yuxiu Palace, but stayed in the East Warm Pavilion.

Three or four days had passed since the consultation and discussion with the Cabinet and the approval was completed.

When Song Nihuan had free time, she would plant flowers and grass in Yuxiu Palace to pass the time. Looking at the mineral vein map at hand, she was still very worried.

Just after washing up and going to bed in the evening, I heard some noise outside the hall. I lifted the silk curtain and saw Xie Tan coming over.

"Ah, you, why are you here?" She rubbed her eyes and said.

Except for Shuanghua, the other palace maids serving inside had already gotten used to the daily interactions between the emperor and Madam Song, without regard for hierarchy or trivial matters. Now, seeing that she was disrespectful to the emperor and even seemed to not want him to come back, they all didn't even raise their eyelids.

Xie Tan glanced at her and asked, "Can't I come over yet?"

The palace maid tactfully withdrew.

Song Nihuan got down from the bed, raised her hand to tie her loose black hair into a simple knot, revealing a fair face, and reached out to change his clothes.

Xie Tan was stunned. He hadn't seen her for a few days. At that moment, he felt that she was extremely beautiful.

She was clearly not wearing any makeup, her black hair was loosely tied up, and her clothes were not very tight, but she was still so beautiful.

He vaguely understood that this kind of beauty was rare and only existed in a woman's boudoir. It was a look that even her father and brother had never seen before.

A secret possessiveness and pleasure arose in his heart.

Song Nihuan was completely unaware of Xie Tan's gaze. As she hung up his clothes, she asked, "Have you taken a bath?"

Xie Tan hugged her from behind, almost lifting her off the ground. She exclaimed, "Oh, you!"

He buried his head in her neck, his low, cold voice full of dissatisfaction, "Don't you miss me?"

"How do you know I don't miss you?" she said.

"If you missed me, why didn't you go to Yuji Palace to see me when I didn't come for a few days? If you missed me, why were you so cold just now when you didn't see me for a few days?"

Song Nihuan turned around in his arms, put her arms around his neck, and said with a half-smile: "Won't you get tired of seeing me every day? People only have so many emotions. You have to take it slow, little by little, otherwise you'll get annoyed."

"Are you bored already?" Xie Tan's voice was low and without a trace of smile. "It's only been a few days, and you're bored already?"

Song Nihuan raised her hand and pinched his face, pulled him in front of her, and kissed his face, "No."

Xie Tan's heart trembled, as if it was watered with honey, but he still felt uneasy about her inexplicable indifference.

Everything suddenly got out of control.

He picked her up and threw her into the shark silk tent.

Now Xie Tan no longer had to suffer from the heat. He untied the laces of her undergarment, put his hands on her body, and kissed her intimately.

He understood why sex was necessary.

Because the body doesn't lie.

She seemed strangely indifferent, but her body was honest and she was aroused in a few seconds.

The fiery passion flowed through their bodies as they embraced and kissed each other, refusing to let go.

"Tell me, why are you unhappy?" He pressed her against the inner wall of the bed, his lower back strong, and the silk curtain swayed with the rhythm.

Since she didn't say anything, he wouldn't let her go.

Song Nihuan suddenly felt a force, and her fingertips clasped the carved wooden railings of the bed. She said, "All nations have come to congratulate the queen... Each nation has sent beauties, and now, now they are in the palace. Have you forgotten what you promised me?"

Xie Tan laughed softly but did not stop his movements.

I used to hope that she would be jealous because of him, but now seeing her cold look, I realized that I couldn't bear to see her unhappy at all.

Before, all nations came to congratulate, and the envoys of various countries all knew that the Emperor Da Zhao’s inner palace was empty, so they sent beauties when they returned. At this time, the beauties were not just beauties, but represented the harmony of diplomacy.

He had previously been attacked by an assassin and lost his beloved, so he had actually forgotten all about it. Fortunately, when he was discussing politics with the cabinet today, he had distributed these women as rewards to various ministers' houses.

However, the decree will not be issued until tomorrow morning, so she doesn’t know it yet.

Xie Tan asked, "Did you meet them?"

Song Nihuan turned her face away from him and said, "Once they enter the harem, I will naturally be able to meet them. Today, I have already called them sisters, and I am afraid that I will have to see them every day in the future."

"Your Majesty, your harem is empty and everyone knows it. They even thought I was your sister and wanted me to act as a matchmaker between you and them and say a few good words in front of you."

Xie Tan said: "What about you? What did you say?"

"Of course I said that Brother Qing Zhou has been very busy with government affairs recently, and he will definitely come to see you sisters when he has time. I also said that Brother Qing Zhou is handsome, gentle and kind, and is definitely a good husband..."

"Brother Qing Zhou?" Xie Tan's lips, slightly angry, quickly and rudely grabbed her lips, his eyes dim, "You even told them this?"

"When did I become your brother?"

"Okay, tell them I'm your brother who you can sleep with."

Song Nihuan was dizzy from his kiss, but she could not ignore the bitterness and resentment in her heart. She bit him hard, pushed him, and hit him, "Let me go! Is this why you are looking for me? You have plenty of opportunities after those women enter the palace. You should take it easy and don't waste them on me!"

Xie Tan didn't move, letting her rage, but when she tried to escape from his arms, he increased his strength to hold her back, "Alright, alright, stop it."

He looked at her, panting. There was still his blood on her lips. Her face was beautiful and sharp under the moonlight, and it was very beautiful.

"What are you laughing at!?" she asked angrily.

Xie Tan didn't even know he was laughing, so he took a deep breath, temporarily suppressed his desire for her, held her tightly in his arms, stroked her long hair, and explained: "These women will leave the palace tomorrow and become concubines in the mansions of the ministers. I was so busy these days that I forgot about it. I just remembered it today and arranged it this way. It's my fault for not sending someone to inform you."

Song Nihuan had just vented her anger, biting and kicking him, but now she had no strength left and let him hold her, motionless.

Xie Tan looked at the little person in his arms, who was like a piece of wood. He felt so distressed that he coaxed him in a low voice: "I was wondering when you would be jealous of me. Alas, now it's really... My dear, my dear Huan'er, don't be angry. I was wrong, isn't it okay? You are angry about this and don't come to see me for several days? And you said those words to hurt my heart."

"You don't miss me, but I miss you very much. I have to let you know how much I miss you."

Hearing him say this, Song Nihuan calmed down. She sensed some changes in his arms and quickly let go of him and retreated to the bed. "I know you miss me, but you don't need me to know it specifically. Do you understand?"

"No." He grabbed her ankle.