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

The weather is getting hotter.

When Xie Tan arrived at Yuxiu Palace, he felt it was very cool as soon as he came in. Upon closer inspection, he found that ice had been provided.

I remember the first summer when Song Nihuan came to his side. She didn't feel hot even though it was the hottest time of the year. It seemed as if the coolness in her body came from her bones.

But now, even before the beginning of the dog days of summer, we are already using ice.

Seeing Xie Tan, Song Nihuan put down the ice bowl in her hand and called him over, "Come and try it, the ice bayberry is delicious."

Her eyes are bright and her face is rosy.

There was comfort and pleasure in his words.

He was also infected by her. He walked over to sit beside her, naturally held her in his arms, and kissed the sugar stains on her lips that he had not had time to wipe off.

"Oh, you!" Song Nihuan pushed his chest and abdomen with her fingers, and said angrily, "It's broad daylight, aren't you afraid of being seen?"

Xie Tan just smiled and said nothing.

As an emperor, he would try his best to come to Yuxiu Palace to have meals with her three times a day, in order to reduce the sense of distance as an emperor.

Three meals for two, four seasons.

He always wanted to live an ordinary life with her.

At night, the two of them washed up and lay down.

Song Nihuan said: "Brother Tan, it's okay not to be the queen. I just want to be by your side."

How could she not have heard the rumors of the previous dynasty?

I don't know who found this portrait among the people. The portrait might have been created by a scholar on a whim, and the content was exactly the scene when she was the courtesan dancing in the Furao Courtyard.

A queen may not have a high status, but she must not have ever been a prostitute.

In the past, she was only given an imperial decree, and no one would delve into her identity. But if she was to be made queen, it would be different.

All kinds of true and false news about her life story came one after another.

Xie Tan held her hand without saying anything.

"I don't want to embarrass you," she said.

Her voice was very soft and no emotion could be heard. Although they couldn't see each other in the darkness, he could imagine her expression of trying to be relaxed.

He hugged her tightly with heartache.

After a long while, Xie Tan said, "I have made up my mind about establishing a queen."

"You don't have to worry or hide."

"In the past few days, I asked Chen Liang to draw up a list of all the officials who had contact with Fu Rao Court over the years. Also, although you have been Madam Xie for four years, as a woman in the inner house, the number of people you come into contact with is limited after all."

"What to do?" she asked, rising from his arms.

He said: "Don't do anything, just find a way to keep these people away from Yunjing."

"Let's not talk about what kind of place Fu Rao Court is and how difficult it is to count the number of people who have been there. Just take the four years in the Xie family as an example. All the people who have seen me were women from the inner house. How can I separate them from their husbands and children?" she asked.

"If a woman in the inner house doesn't know how to control her tongue, she will only suffer the consequences of her tongue." Xie Tan said calmly, "Returning to the hometown to serve the mother-in-law or returning to the ancestral home to guard the tomb are both good places to go."

Xie Tan pressed her back into his arms, "Even if there are omissions, those people will not dare to say anything after seeing the previous experience. I want you to be by my side openly and honestly, and I am willing to pay any price."

"How many lives will be lost?" she asked.

Xie Tan did not answer.

She pulled herself out of his arms and stood up.

But he held her tighter, unwilling to let go.

Song Nihuan cried out, "It hurts."

With just one word, he let go.

"You haven't even established a queen yet, but you're committing murder for the sake of establishing one, and you're separating mothers and children, and husbands and wives for the sake of establishing one..." Song Nihuan said, "Brother Tan, forget it, really. It's good to be by your side. As long as you don't have anyone else, I don't care about the status."

"How could I have someone else? I've missed you for so many years. I've finally been with you. I can't wait to love you." Xie Tan said, pulling her into his arms. "I listen to you. I'll do whatever you tell me to do. The only thing you have to do is to establish a queen."

"I can't let you stay by my side without a legitimate status." Xie Tan held her face in his hands. "My dear Huan'er, I am not incapable of doing even this. If I can't marry the woman I love as my queen, what's the point of being an emperor?"

She threw herself into his arms, her thin shoulders trembling slightly, and still said, "Don't do that."

He said, "Okay."

Her body was so soft that it seemed boneless, and the midsummer night with the ice basin in it suddenly became hot for some unknown reason.

Maybe the ice basin has melted.

Xie Tan kissed her wildly, feeling confused and fascinated.

"Huan'er." In the darkness, he held her hand and put it to his lips. "Who am I? Who am I to you?"

Her breathing was disordered, and she whispered in his ear: "It's my husband."

"Yes..." He got a satisfying answer, and kissed her neck and chest continuously, "I am your husband... I am."

He held her waist tightly.

Her breathing became more and more disordered. She tried to grab the quilt, but was covered by his hand, palm to palm, with their fingers interlocked.

"Huan'er..." He called her softly, "I can do it. I don't need ice. Don't force yourself..."

She was startled, and suddenly remembered that in the previous summer, she was afraid of cold weather, and because of the miscarriage, she had always been traumatized by ice, so she never used ice in her room even in the hottest weather.

Xie Tan had a hot body and was covered in sweat in her room. Considering that she didn't want to take off her clothes, his underwear, although thin, could not withstand the heat of the dog days, and she often took several baths a day because of the heat.

This summer, she didn't even notice that she was using an ice basin naturally.

Song Nihuan was a little dazed for a moment.

The shadow that I thought would never be erased in my lifetime faded away just like that.

She looked at him, only able to see a vague outline in the darkness, the muscles in his arms bulging, his broad shoulders and narrow waist.

He used to wrap himself tightly, but now he was naked in front of her with peace of mind.

Unhappy with her distraction, he bit her, "What are you thinking about?"

"Ah... it hurts!" she cried out, "Don't bite, can you bite that place..."

This time, he didn't stop, but just coaxed her softly.

After a few times, she couldn't bear it anymore, so he stopped.

Song Nihuan stared at the top of the tent absentmindedly. When her breathing calmed down, she murmured, "I'm not afraid of ice anymore. I've almost forgotten about that incident... But it's not my fault. God is punishing me for not having a child with you."

After he cleaned her, he held her in his arms and comforted her, "No, no. You are not wrong."

She leaned on her chest and said nothing.

"Does it hurt?" he asked. He never knew how she lost the child, but seeing that she was afraid of ice, he could vaguely guess.

She knew what he meant and whispered, "It hurts, it hurts a lot... Put ice on your lower abdomen."

Hearing her confession with his own ears, he was heartbroken beyond measure. Such a tragic and intense way...

"It's okay, it's all over." Her voice was calm.

"I really want to kill him." Xie Tan said, "He didn't admit that you were him in the court...but he said that he was thinking about his first wife and was crazy about her."

So this was the reason why he tortured her like that. She bit him hard and sighed helplessly, "He did it on purpose to piss you off."

"You should say something bad about him so that I will hate him," she said again.

"I won't do that," he said.

She smiled, held his face, and kissed him on the lips, "Silly."

"I'm just annoyed with him." He said, "When he talks about you, I get so angry that my teeth itch."

"Stingy." She poked his chest but kissed him tenderly.

He closed his eyes and sighed, "You can't bully me, Huan'er, will you leave me?"

Song Nihuan snuggled into Xie Tan's broad and strong chest and said gently, "Never."