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

Before I knew it, it was late at night.

I don't know when the rain stopped, and the water on the eaves was hitting the shiny banana leaves outside the window that were washed by the rain.

The sound was intermittent, yet it didn't stop.

Just like the Hu brush in Xie Yunji's hand.

He held the pen in his hand, but remained undecided for several attempts.

The young scholar, who seemed aloof and learned in front of others, was unable to write a single word on the edict to establish the empress.

Xie Yunji has returned to the court for more than a month. He has been promoted all the way and entrusted with important tasks. His Majesty even asked him to write the "Military Control Strategy" to improve military strategies.

How enviable.

Even the edict to establish the empress was drafted by him.

The young man's expression was indifferent and tired. He finally put down his pen and called out, "Xie Xuan."

The servant waiting outside the door came in quickly.

"Where is my sword?" Xie Yunji asked.

Xie Xuan was stunned for a moment, then replied: "In the study, are you going to practice sword dancing now, sir?"

The fragmented moonlight fell on the handsome face of the young man. He looked at him, but did not say anything.

However, Xie Xuan felt restrained and scared.

It is said that the young man is as gentle as jade, always making people feel like spring breeze.

Why doesn't he think so?

It is clear that Mr. Mingming never had a smile on his face. He always looked gloomy and sometimes even frighteningly cold.

But he does have a nice appearance.

I wonder what kind of woman the new wife will be to be worthy of the young master?

During the day today, the master received visiting cards from some noble ladies.

It is said that the master had not even tried to persuade the young master to remarry before the young master agreed.

Everyone was surprised.

The young master is now in a high position in the government, so if he wants to remarry, he must consider it carefully and choose a good match for him.

Xie Yunji's eyes were dim, and his gaze fell on the engagement letter on the corner of the table.

He remembered Xie Tan telling him that Song Nihuan had openly admitted her love for him.

She has always been like this, loving him without reservation.

And he...

Xie Yunji felt bitter and sad.

Xie Xuan walked away and went to get the sword for him.

He walked towards Liufengyuan.

After passing through the gate, the crabapple blossoms in the yard were in full bloom. Walking further in, I entered the second room.

A cool fragrance comes over.

The perfume she was mixing was almost used up.

He walked slowly into the inner room.

In fact, since returning to Xie Mansion, he seldom came back to Liufeng Courtyard.

They all stayed in the inner study.

Ryufuin is like a huge container, containing too many memories of him and her.

He didn't dare touch.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, covering the inner room with silver light.

Nothing has changed, not even the furnishings or the paintings.

But it’s still so empty.

Nothing is left.

His hands stroked the bronze mirror, desk, and green gauze curtain on the dressing table, as well as the neatly folded dresses and faint fragrance in the closet.

That was the remaining breath of Song Nihuan.

He touched it with his hand, and the cold and smooth texture of the silk chilled his heart.

Her things are all there, and I can still seem to see her cute face in the mirror putting on makeup.

And she was gone.

Xie Yunji lifted her robe and sat in front of her dressing stool.

Suddenly I remembered the harmonious relationship they once had as husband and wife.

He once drew eyebrows and painted flower ornaments for her.

He was good at painting, and he painted for her the distant mountains that were popular in the capital at that time, and also tied her hair into a bun.

The two faces in the bronze mirror at that time were young and intimate.

But now, the moon is as cold as frost, and only his lonely shadow is left in the mirror.

Xie Yunji's hand slowly touched the bronze mirror.

He placed his forehead against hers and closed his eyes.

After a long time, he opened his eyes.

The young man in the mirror regained his indifferent expression, his eyes were dark, cold, and scary empty.

She is now going to marry someone else.

He's going to marry someone else too.

"Young Master." The secret guard whispered.

Xie Yunji said, "Get out."

His voice was so calm, like a dream that could not be awakened in the silent night.

There was shock in the eyes of the secret guard. If he was not confident in his hearing, he would not have believed that the icy young man in front of him said these three words.

He had never felt a strange sense of shame in his heart. After all, he was a big shot in the outside world, but in front of this nobleman, he seemed to be reduced to his original form.

"I have received the message about what the young master ordered..." Just as he finished speaking, the young master's cold eyes swept over, and the secret guard hurriedly said, "I know I was wrong, I will leave now."

After a while, Xie Yunji came out and said, "Go ahead."

The secret guard knelt on the ground, bowed his head and said: "The people from An Ning Marquis' Mansion have been contacted. And the only surviving eyewitnesses of the emperor's forced abdication have been found."

"How is the Sixth Prince?" Xie Yunji asked.

The dark guard said: "Crazy."

Xie Yunji pursed his lips. Is this crazy?

"Go according to plan," he said.

The secret guard nodded and retreated.

Xie Yunji's gaze fell on the window of the inner room again, and it was pitch black inside.

There will be no one to hold the lamp anymore.

He stayed here that night.

Before dawn the next day, Xie Xuan was already waiting outside, holding a sword in his arms.

The servants in the Xie Mansion all knew that they were not allowed to enter Liufeng Courtyard at will.

It was still dark when the officials went to the palace. Not everyone was entitled to this treatment.

Xie Yunji is now a first-rank official, and he has to get up before dawn every day to attend court.

The dim light from the sheepskin lantern on the eaves of the courtyard gate poured all over the ground, but Xie Yunji's face was hidden in the darkness.

Under the cutting of light and shadow, there is a thin and upright shadow.

"Tomorrow, find someone to clean up Liufengyuan." Xie Yunji said.

Xie Xuan looked up and saw the young master walking out from the shadows with a very calm look on his face.

This silence alone makes one feel uneasy.

Xie Xuan suddenly felt a little dazed. What did it mean to clean up Liufeng Courtyard? There were familiar servants cleaning here every day, so it could be said that there was not a speck of dust.

"Clean it up and give it to the new young lady." Xie Yunji said as he took the official uniform from him, expressionless, "Send the sword in as well."

As soon as he finished speaking, before Xie Xuan could react, he saw the figure heading towards the gate.

*

In the court.

There were many people to deal with, the emperor, his colleagues, and the eunuchs who were observant of his words and expressions.

For example, now, some officials have dug up Song Nihuan’s past before the queen’s appointment has been announced.

He asked in court, "Sir Xie, I heard that your first wife who passed away early was very similar to Madam Mingde, is that true or not?"

There was silence in the hall, and the emperor's gaze was cold and pressing.

The sunlight shone on the young man in the red official robe, and only his black hat brim and tall, straight figure could be seen.

The person in the light and shadow said, "I don't know Madam Mingde."

"My wife and I have a deep love for each other, but our relationship is not good. I miss her like crazy."