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

Five months had passed in the blink of an eye since I finished recuperating in Yaowang Valley.

From the bleakness of autumn to the lush grass and chirping birds of early spring.

In five months, Xie Yunji's skin was peeled off and his muscles were pulled out, and he almost lost half his life. The handsome and elegant young man in the past was now covered by someone else's appearance and became skinny and bony.

The world-famous traveling doctor tried his best to heal the young man in front of him. Now he looks whole and sound, but his soul inside is dry.

This is something that medical skills cannot cure.

He just doesn't mention the pain in his heart, but it doesn't make it better.

The scenery outside the car changed from desolate to densely packed cities, getting closer and closer to Yunjing.

The frail young man looked serious and suddenly said, "Master Xun Fang, I would like to ask you for a favor. I hope you will agree to it."

"What's the matter?" Xun Fang asked.

"My wife's brother was injured and fell into a coma. He has not woken up yet. Please, Master, treat him."

"Brother-in-law?" Xun Fang asked, "Your wife has been dead for almost two years, right? Are you still in touch with her family? And I'm just sending you to Yunjing, I'll leave when I get there!"

Xie Yunji chuckled unconsciously, and the fine lines at the corners of his eyes appeared. He leaned against the wall of the carriage, his smile was fleeting, and his voice was cunning and determined, "It seems that there are the last two volumes of the long-lost "Acupuncture and Moxibustion Classic" in the Xie Mansion's library..."

As expected, the eyes of the doctor with white hair and youthful face lit up, and he grabbed the young man's arm and said, "Really? Are you serious?"

Xie Yunji nodded, looked at Xun Fang and said, "Master Xun Fang is a man of great talent and ability. He saved my life in adversity. If I say that I should repay you with gold and silver, it would be too vulgar. It would be better to give you the last two volumes of the Acupuncture and Moxibustion Classic so that you can benefit everyone."

"Okay, okay! What's wrong with your brother-in-law? Come on, tell me in detail, tell me in detail..."

When the carriage arrived in Guangling, the sky and water became one color, the canal was vast and boundless, and all kinds of ships were bustling on it.

"Wow!" Xun Fang jumped off the carriage and looked at the canal not far away. "I heard from your master that this was your work?"

It was early spring, and it was noon. The sun was shining brightly, but the frail young man wrapped himself tightly in his robe. After his coughing subsided, he said slowly, "Master, thank you for your praise. I just, ahem, just proposed the idea of ​​building a canal."

"How many people's interests must have been affected by this? There must have been a lot of opposition at that time, right?" Xun Fang sighed.

Xun Fang has lived for nearly a hundred years and had served in the officialdom before he retired to Yaowang Valley. He knew very well what kind of obstacles the court's new policies would encounter in the local areas after they were promulgated, not to mention such a major event as building a canal.

From local officials seeking benefits and protecting each other, to river workers pretending to obey and people living along the border finding ways to obstruct...

The canal construction was carried out so quickly and was effective within a few years, which was due to the emperor's favor and absolute trust.

"I was young once, and I was afraid that the ups and downs of officialdom would wear away my spirit, so I..." The young man stared at the vast river, his fingers clenched on the bank until they turned white, and he suddenly smiled, "I used too much force."

If he had known at that time that his fate with Song Nihuan would only last a few short years, he would never put politics before her.

Thinking of her tears because of worrying about him, and the injuries she suffered when beating the drum for him, his heart felt unbearable.

"Master Xunfang, please hurry up." Xie Yunji said, turning around and returning to the carriage.

*

The banquet ended just before the palace gates were locked.

Xie Tan did not drink. After bidding farewell to the former northern border generals, he watched their backs disappear at the end of the corridor.

To be watched by the emperor was a more special honor than being rewarded with gold and silver or being promoted to a higher position.

"Are they very close to you?" Song Nihuan asked.

Xie Tan touched her hand, which was a little cold, and held it tightly, saying, "We have a life-long friendship. There are also some brothers who are now serving as military governors in various places in Dazhao, guarding the country for me."

"Oh." Song Nihuan responded, but decided to ask the question in her mind, "In the past, the vassal kings guarded the four directions. Now that the vassal kings are gone, how can you trust these ministers of different surnames?"

He held her hand and walked back, and the servants following behind him consciously kept a distance of several dozen steps.

Xie Tan told her, "They are all older than me, or the same age as me. People my age basically have children. And their children have long been sent to the inner study to study. It's normal that you didn't notice them in the harem. When you are willing to go out and take a look, you can see several children running back and forth in the palace. It's very lively."

The two of them walked back calmly and leisurely. Xie Tan glanced at her and said, "Are you worried about me, Huan'er?"

Song Nihuan suddenly smiled, "Brother Qingzhou is so different now. He is such a powerful person. I worried for nothing. But... I feel a little proud and a little proud."

Xie Tan's heart skipped a beat because of these words.

He said nothing, but he couldn't hide the smile on his face.

"Why did you eat so little at the banquet just now?" Xie Tan asked, "Actually, I've always wanted to tell you, Huan'er, you're doing very well the way you are. Dieting is harmful to your health and is not advisable."

"Do I eat less?" Song Nihuan asked in surprise.

Xie Tan said, "Not much. Not only just now, you usually eat very little. Don't you... like all kinds of delicious food the most?"

Therefore, since she entered the palace, the dishes she ordered were from all over Dazhao, not limited to Yunjing cuisine. Jiangnan cuisine, Shandong cuisine, and Nanzhao cuisine were all served in various styles.

Xie Tan reacted quickly, "Don't you like it now?"

Song Nihuan was stunned.

When she was exiled to the Jiaofangsi, she was worried day and night, not to mention eating, she couldn't even sleep well, and her parents' tragic deaths often appeared in her dreams. When she arrived at the Furao Court, she strictly controlled her diet to maintain a slim and slender figure.

Later, when she married into the Xie family, although she had her own yard, she could not relax her appetite. The big families all paid attention to nourishing their qi, and they would eat until they were six-tenths full. At night, they would only eat light food, or even skip meals. Not to mention that Xie Yunji looked like a god drinking dew.

In front of him, she could only restrain herself, fearing that her worldly desires would make her look like an alien in the Xie Mansion.

Therefore, everyone in the mansion is elegant and refined, just like the people in the painting.

But she had asked Lan Zhi to date Xie Tan, but she had asked him to go to the market to eat a lot. At that time, the Tianqiao market often had vendors from all over the country, and the dazzling array of goods and local delicacies were almost dazzling.

【Ah, Brother Tan, look at this pear blossom milk, we don’t have it in Yunjing! Try it, try it, and you’ll be in the real Jiangnan! And that, that, is that edible? Why does it look a bit disgusting? Take a bite. Not bad, not bad, Brother Tan, have you ever seen tofu shreds cut like this? That’s great, it would be great if I could try all the delicacies in the world! 】

The daughter of a minister was usually kept under house arrest, and even her diet was strictly controlled, with only the same few dishes served over and over again, in order to dampen her lively mind and suppress her appetite.

Only then could she grow up into a quiet and elegant young lady.

When he was young, Xie Tan was a man of few words. He was dragged along by her all the way. He would clean up the food she couldn't finish so that it wouldn't be wasted. Along the way, the boy's eyes were filled with a gentle smile.

and after.

Song Nihuan recalled that later on, Xie Tan would always bring her some delicious food from the Xie Mansion. Funny enough, she actually thought it was delicious and ate it all.

But after she married into the Xie family, the chef remained the same and still made those same elegant pastries, but she didn't dare eat too much.

She loves delicious food and is a very greedy girl. The young Xie Tan remembered this.

Somehow I feel that her love of food makes her brighter, more lively and more lovable.

Song Nihuan recalled what Xie Tan said to her when he sent her back home after the food market: "It must be more authentic to eat at the local place. I will take you there next time!"

Song Nihuan looked at the emperor beside her and held his hand tightly.

Why were these memories, which she remembered so vividly at the time, thrown into a corner and never thought about?

Why does he still remember...