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

There was a moment of stinging pain, followed by a feeling of clarity in the mind.

As the golden needle was pulled out, the sick young man with his eyes closed woke up.

Song Nihuan loosened her clenched hands and breathed a sigh of relief almost imperceptibly.

Xun Fang also breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at the woman standing next to him. She still cares, right?

Xie Yunji opened his eyes. The carved ceiling of the bed was decorated with a phoenix wearing a peony, and the crimson purple curtains were gentle and hazy.

This is the woman's boudoir.

The light sweet fragrance in the air, with a hint of fruity aroma, is refreshing.

Across the street is the face I've been thinking about day and night.

He smiled and closed his eyes again.

It's nice to see her when I wake up.

Song Nihuan glanced at his face and knew that he was fine. She said to Xun Fang, "Doctor, take my brother to Yaowang Valley for treatment tonight."

"Have you thought about it?" Xun Fang put away the medicine bag and glanced at her. "I can't guarantee that I can save her this time."

Song Nihuan said, "Okay. If you can't save the situation, can you let me know a few days in advance so I can rush over?"

Xun Fang said, "Okay."

"Then he..." Song Nihuan was silent for a moment, looked at Xie Yunji, and said, "Doctor, please take him back to the Xie Mansion."

The person who was lying down suddenly started coughing violently. "Ahem, if I go out now... I'm afraid I won't be able to return to Xie's house alive, and I'll be killed by those assassins on the way..."

Xun Fang showed a knowing smile, packed up his medicine box and left the inner room. There was a secret guard outside waiting for him to treat the patient.

It’s true that after coming to Yunjing, a whole year’s worth of work has been put into it.

The room was silent.

"Alas." Song Nihuan thought about it and realized that it was true, so she could only say, "Then wait until dawn. You can rest here. Those assassins, ah, how could Your Majesty be so confused."

How could Xie Yunji let Xie Tan off the hook? He stopped coughing and said slowly, "This isn't the first time. He has been sending assassins from the East Factory to hunt me down in the past two years."

Song Nihuan said: "This is my fault. When I met him again, I said something I shouldn't have said and didn't consider his feelings."

It made him feel insecure.

Xie Yunji emphasized: "But he didn't care about your feelings. I was ambushed by his men as soon as I left the Song Mansion."

Song Nihuan did not comment.

He asked, "What did you say that you shouldn't have said?"

Song Nihuan said: "It's nothing. It's all over."

It's just that I can't help loving you...

"I will dissuade him from hurting you again in the future. Please... don't tell anyone about what happened tonight." She said, with a hint of apology in her eyes, "Okay?"

Xie Yunji was extremely intelligent, so how could he not understand what she meant? She was worried that if he spread the matter, it would be detrimental to Xie Tan.

Has her heart completely leaned towards Xie Tan...

Xie Yunji uttered a "huh" with a bitter tone.

He propped himself up, leaned against the soft pillow, and looked at her with burning eyes, "What if I died tonight? Will you break up with him because of me?"

Song Nihuan said without hesitation: "You think too much. He killed you, and the officials will not let an innocent and pure minister like you die in vain. He should bear the responsibility for his mistakes. As for the matter between you and me, didn't I make it clear to you last time?"

She watched Xie Yunji's eyes turn from expectation to dullness, and watched the pain flash across his eyes.

Xie Yunji looked at the indifferent face of the woman in front of him, and remembered the time when he opened his arms to her. She turned around from the threshold, with surprise and smile suddenly blooming in her eyes.

Those unforgettable past can no longer be retrieved.

But he would no longer indulge in the pain of loss. If he could make her fall in love with him once, he could make her fall in love with him a second time.

"It's clear." He looked at her gently, "But I... don't want to."

"It's true that I planned for us to meet. I understand your hatred for me." Xie Yunji said. He approached him and leaned forward slightly. "But I don't believe that you don't have any feelings for me anymore."

His voice was low and slow, clear and firm in the quiet night.

The candlelight flickered, swaying on his face. His eyebrows were clear, his nose was straight, and there was a faint smile at the corners of his lips.

His face was pale, but his lips were rosy from having just spit out blood, which gave him a kind of almost eerie handsomeness in contrast.

He seemed different.

Song Nihuan stared at him in a daze.

He is as kind as the breeze and bright moon, but he also has a heart of a venomous snake.

She shook her head in disappointment.

Realizing that she was about to get up, Xie Yunji immediately grabbed her hand. As he did so, the wound that had just stopped bleeding began to bleed again, instantly staining the gauze red.

Song Nihuan saw that the wound was bleeding again and shouted, "What are you doing!"

He lowered his eyes, held her hand, and completely ignored the bleeding wound. He looked at her tenderly, "In the past two years, there has not been a day that I have not thought about you. I wish I could follow you... I know I was wrong, Ni Huan."

"What did you do wrong?" she asked.

"My mistake was that I couldn't bear to identify the charred bones. I shouldn't have given up like that. I should have gone looking for you, no matter where I went," he said.

She looked at him without saying anything.

He was silent for a long time, then looked up at her, "In the past two years, you have lied to me and abandoned me..."

"You blame me and hate me, I admit it, let me do my best to make it up to you and treat you well, okay?"

He looked at her and wanted to say something, but he found that he couldn't express clearly how much he had been tortured by longing for her in the past two years.

"Let go," she said.

His fingers were cold, and when they touched hers, it felt like a tiny electric current. He loved this feeling and was completely unmoved by her resistance.

"Not everything can be made up for," she said, "and I don't need you to make up for me."

He still didn't move.

She got angry and struggled to get away.

While struggling for the possession, she pushed him and he fell backwards, hitting his back hard on the carved bed frame. He groaned in pain and blood gushed out from the wounds on his shoulders and back in an instant.

"Ah!" Song Nihuan exclaimed, and quickly leaned forward to help him up, "I, I didn't mean it, how are you?"

Xie Yunji leaned weakly in her arms and said muffledly: "It hurts..."

In a direction she couldn't see, there was a satisfied smile on the pale face.

"I'll call Doctor Xunfang over right now." Song Nihuan said, standing up to leave.

Unexpectedly, he held her tightly and refused to let go, ignoring the wounds on his shoulders and back, and said absentmindedly: "Don't, don't go... I'm afraid that if you leave, I will die the next moment... I don't want to die without anyone around me..."

His wound was indeed scary, the gauze had been soaked through, Song Nihuan took the remaining gauze that had not been cleaned up beside the bed and gently pressed the wound.

"It hurts..." Xie Yunji's voice was weak, but the smile on the corner of his lips deepened, "Are you going to murder your husband?"

She was angry and scared, and didn't dare to move. "You keep talking nonsense? If you keep talking nonsense, I won't care about you anymore!"

He was completely shameless. "First, I haven't divorced you. Second, we haven't divorced. Third, we haven't gone to court. You are still my wife."

Song Nihuan didn't tolerate him and shouted, "Doctor Xunfang, are you outside? Come here quickly, Master Xie's wound has broken open again!"

There was no response from outside, it was eerily quiet.