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

Xie Yunji put on a robe and sat down at the desk. Next to him was a manuscript in which he had copied a short passage from "Journey to the Western Night Country".

He wanted to copy down all the traces she left.

The morning light shone on his pale face, and his handsome features seemed to glow as he was immersed in memories.

On the table was a bowl of cold medicine, of which he had only drunk half a bowl.

Xie Xuan knew that the divine doctor had specifically instructed him to drink this medicine. If the young master kept drinking it like this, when would his body get better?

"Young Master, you haven't finished the medicine yet." Xie Xuan reminded.

"Please continue." Xie Yunji said.

Xie Xuan then began to report what he had just heard on the other side of the lake.

"This young lady Zheng is really pitiful. She has fallen from a rich lady to this state. Although the emperor has allowed marriage between nobles and commoners, our cousin is a handsome man and a top scholar. How can he really marry a commoner?" Xie Xuan said, "Young lady Zheng has been nagging me for a long time. She still hasn't given up. She also said that the emperor has canonized a woman who was also a commoner as Madam Mingde. Not only did he give her the title, he also granted her a residence in Xuande Hutong!"

Xie Yunji knew that a woman had presented an iron ore map.

But the four words "Xuan De Hutong" made him stop writing in suspense.

"What did you say?" he asked.

"I said that Madam Zheng has not given up. She..." Xie Xuan was about to repeat it.

"Tell me about Mrs. Mingde." Xie Yunji said.

Xie Xuan felt a chill on his back for no reason, he looked up and saw that the usually indifferent young man had a gloomy and cold face, and his eyes were frighteningly bright.

"Madam Mingde presented the map of mineral veins to the emperor and was granted the second-rank imperial decree. She was also granted a residence in Xuande Hutong... She was originally a lowly woman. Hey, young master, where are you going?" Xie Xuan stared blankly at the eldest young master who suddenly left, muttering, "What happened? Why did you leave so suddenly..."

Meilin, Qinghu and Chuihuamen were retreating rapidly. Xie Yunji had no time to change his clothes. The cold wind blowing in his face blew into his already thin gown, causing him to cough violently. He could not bear it any longer and had to bend down.

He felt as if there was a gaping hole in his chest, with cold wind blowing in without stopping.

When the itching pain in his lungs eased a little, he stood up and continued to walk out, saying, "Prepare the horses."

There is only one family living in Xuande Hutong, which is where the Song family once lived.

The former Song Mansion had long been owned by a new owner, and was a wealthy family. How come it was suddenly given to this Madam Mingde?

This Madam Mingde was once a lowly woman...

It’s hard to say what the connection is, but his heart was pounding.

Xie Yunji's face was solemn and stern. He lifted his robe and mounted his horse. Soon they arrived at Xuande Hutong.

The vermilion door was closed, and the lanterns hanging from the eaves did not have any surnames written on them.

Anxiety, resentment, and helplessness all turned into nothingness.

His hands were shaking as he knocked on the door.

What truth is hidden behind the door?

There was no movement.

Xie Yunji continued knocking, his voice trembling uncontrollably, "Is there anyone inside? Open the door."

I knocked for a long time, but no one answered.

The frail young man stood there in a daze for a while, then he felt a sweetness in his throat and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

It was getting dark, but the house was still pitch black.

Xie Yunji did not go far in the sedan chair that was chasing him from the Xie Mansion. He lifted the curtain and stared quietly at the dark silhouette in the night.

Still have to check it out.

Xie Yunji took a breath, looked up, and had returned to his sinister and calm appearance.

Xie Xuan was stunned.

"Don't come over." Xie Yunji ordered.

The next moment, he stepped out of the carriage, tiptoed, and disappeared into the dark night.

There was not a single light in the house.

After Xie Yunji adjusted to the darkness, he walked slowly in the corridor.

It was obvious that the house had just been renovated, and there was a faint smell of new wood in the air.

The former Song Mansion, where she lived.

But there was no sign that anyone had ever lived in this mansion.

After turning around twice, the young man lowered his eyes under the moonlight, and his gaze was scattered on the clear light on the ground.

After a long time, he raised his eyes again, suppressed the sourness in his chest, and sighed softly.

*

Song Nihuan did not return to the Song Mansion.

It’s not that I don’t want to go back, but the mansion has just been renovated and is not yet completely complete.

She still lived in Yuxiu Palace.

With the title of Madam Mingde, the palace maids became even more respectful towards her despite their original caution.

With this identity, she no longer had to be confined to the harem, and she was much more generous than before when she wanted to go to the imperial study to see Xie Tan.

Song Nihuan often has some thoughts. People in the world must abide by the rules of the world, and no one can escape from it. For example, if the name is not right, the words will not flow. Previously, she thought it was good to be with Xie Tan, but now with this identity, she has some confidence in her heart.

When Xie Yunjie stepped into the Hanlin Academy, officials greeted him along the way, and many of them praised him for lending a helping hand to the daughter of a grand secretary who had lost her support when she was in trouble.

No one thought that he should marry Zheng according to the original engagement.

Men are all on the same front, who would marry a lowly woman as a legal wife? A legal wife is not only a wife, but also a man's arm and a strong backing for how far he can go in his career.

He is on duty today and needs to stay overnight in the palace after accompanying the emperor.

In fact, the list of people who were to accompany the emperor into the palace had been arranged long ago, and when he returned, there was no place for him.

But the clerk was temporarily replaced and his name was put in the position.

He is a talented third place winner in the imperial examination. He is also a man of noble character who is honest and upright and does not seek profit or avoid harm. Who wouldn’t like him?

Xie Yunjie bid farewell to the scholar and walked towards the palace.

Lectures and debates on classics, and talking about history with the emperor were all ways of treating the old emperor.

Your Majesty today is young and strong, has a quick mind, and has his own ideas. Generally, when he summons a Hanlin, it means there is something important.

Xie Yunjie knew what it was.

It was just that he said a few more words in the hall that day.

The tallow candles in the hall were burning, illuminating the entire room.

It was still dark, but the emperor was in good spirits. When he saw Xie Yunjie, he asked, "What did you gain from your trip to Linyi?"

After Xie Yunjie finished his greetings, he presented the memorial he had written bit by bit along the way, and began to talk about his experiences as the Linyi Provincial Education Commissioner.

Song Nihuan stood beside Xie Tan, looking at the newly crowned Tanhua scholar. His clothes were very neat, his waist badge and jade pendant hung smoothly, and his clothes were not wrinkled at all.

Noticing Song Nihuan's gaze, Xie Yunjie did not look up, but lowered his eyes to look at the ground, with no change in his expression or tone.

He is respectful and very well-behaved.

The deep look in Xie Tan's eyes relaxed a little.

Xie Yunjie should not have met Song Nihuan when he was in Xie's house in Chen County. The advice he gave in the court that day was probably just the frank words of a young man.

After some inquiries, Xie Yunjie bowed to the emperor and Madam Mingde who was standing beside the emperor before leaving. Madam Mingde nodded to accept the greeting.