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

Xie Yunji stood up and looked at his subordinate who was already dead. "The tactics remain the same."

He had experienced the disaster of tea.

The five internal organs infected by the venom still ached dully from time to time.

How could I be fooled again?

It seems that it is not enough for him to go to the past to petition, request to be demoted from the capital, and marry Lu.

Still, Xie Tan couldn't feel at ease with him.

Xie Tan's murderous intent never stopped, it was a pity.

People's fate is really amazing. The young man who was bullied by him in the mansion turned into a gloomy and unpredictable emperor.

So, it was not that he wanted to fight to the death with Xie Tan, but he forced him to do so.

When Xie Yunji lifted his robe and mounted his horse, a piece of letter fell out from his saddle.

He suddenly remembered that before he left, Mrs. Wei had come to him and seemed to be hesitant to speak. All she said was a roundabout way of asking him to check his luggage, the condition of his horses, his saddles, and so on.

The young man opened the letter, his brows gradually furrowed, "Go back."

His voice was cold and murderous, like a knife that cut down without hesitation.

*

Candles were lit in Yuxiu Palace, and the early autumn night was slightly cool.

These days, Xie Tan has been busy in the court and comes back very late.

"The portrait issue has been resolved." After Xie Tan finished washing up, he trimmed the candle flame and lay down beside Song Nihuan, saying, "It won't happen again. Don't worry."

Song Nihuan consciously got into Xie Tan's arms, was silent for a moment, and said, "Thank you."

He gently pinched her face and asked, "Why are you thanking me?"

Song Ni smiled, and after a while, she murmured, "Brother Tan, I feel bad."

"I know, I know." He held her hand in his and kissed it on his lips. "It's my fault. I thought the matter of establishing the queen was too simple. I should have ignored those people's opposition and directly issued the edict."

He thought that the ministers would make trouble because she was once a slave of low status, so he removed her from status and conferred her the title of second-rank official.

Who would have thought that such a thing would happen, that the painting made by the talented and romantic scholar on a whim would be leaked and used by someone with ulterior motives.

It was common in ancient times for a queen to have a lowly family background and marry a second time, but she must not have ever indulged in pleasure.

"Xie Yunji admitted that he had brought you out of the Jiaofangsi." Xie Tan said, his eyes lingering on her face, observing her expression, "In this case, the painting is only similar. There are many people in the world who are similar."

Song Nihuan hummed and said, "Brother Tan, I'm not sad about this. I just feel that I don't know what went wrong. Why did I make things so complicated?"

"You can't blame anyone else." Xie Tan said, "There are many things that are not satisfactory in this world. It is not easy for us to meet again."

Song Nihuan was silent.

"The rumors about the queen are over. The cabinet has drafted the imperial edict." Xie Tan said, and took her into his arms again, "Leave everything to me. There is nothing in this world that I can't do or handle. The only thing is your heart, which I can't control."

"I'm fine. My heart is with you." Song Nihuan said.

"You are not happy." Xie Tan said, "I want your heart, I want you, but I also want to make you happy."

She said, "I'm not unhappy, I just feel that what we are asking for now is a very simple thing, but now we have to go through such a big detour to achieve it. Being your queen, but there are those rumors, Brother Tan, do you really not care about other people's views?"

It would have been great if our house had not been ransacked.

"I don't care what others do. I only care about you. I care whether you will be disturbed by the rumors. I care whether you will be soft-hearted when Xie Yunji does this." Xie Tan said, wrapping his arms around her waist. "It seems that my Huan'er doesn't know that I love you much more than you think."

Xie Tan gave all his tenderness, love and tolerance to Song Nihuan.

To others, he is still the gloomy and unpredictable emperor.

She didn't ask how the spread of the painting was stopped, and he didn't tell her, or rather, he could make up any version she wanted to hear.

It was very simple for the emperor to solve a problem. He didn't need to use any means or find any euphemistic excuses. All he needed was an imperial decree or a handwritten order to make some people disappear from the world.

It was his previous tolerance, not dealing with those who had seen her in his own way, that led to the spread of her appearance, leading to the painting of the dancer and causing rumors to spread.

This time he left no one alive, but Song Nihuan would never know the result.

He will bear the consequences of these sins.

Xie Tan closed the tent. She indulged herself in his tenderness and no longer thought about anything else.

*

Xie Zhihuan entered the upper room.

Behind the layers of beaded curtains was his young wife, who was half lying on the bed. When she saw him coming, she stood up lazily to greet him, "Master, why are you here at this time? Didn't Yu serve you well?"

She had beautiful features, a slender and white neck, and a pleasing look. She looked exactly the same as always.

Yu was the new concubine of Mr. Xie.

Xie Zhihuan said: "Yu Shi has offended you, you will never see her again."

Madam Wei's eyes moved slightly as she looked at Mr. Xie.

Although he is old, he is still as charming and elegant as he was in his youth. Otherwise, he would not have a son as outstanding as Xie Yunji.

But what he did really disgusted her. It wasn't just one or two days since Yu had offended her, so why was he only standing up for her now?

"We are not the kind of family without rules in the Xie family. I am a concubine and I cannot go beyond your authority." He added, his voice very gentle, "You should take good care of yourself. Zi Che is too lonely alone. You should give him a sibling for me."

Xie Zhihuan's approach made Wei feel an indescribable disgust.

"I don't know when Zi Che will come back, so you should keep an eye on your daughter-in-law." He pondered, "This time, he also chose this daughter-in-law himself. Why doesn't he want to marry someone of equal status? Why does he have to find someone from a peasant family? How can Lu Xunjing, who helps the emperor do dirty things, be worthy of marrying into our family?"

"I think the new daughter-in-law's family background is not as good as yours."

As expected, Wei's body tensed up.

Xie Zhihuan suddenly felt secretly pleased, and continued, "My son is very precious. Before he got married, the girls I picked for him were all from boudoirs with better family backgrounds than you. I didn't expect that he married twice, but both times he married someone of lower status. They were not as stable as a young lady from a duke's family like you."

How could he not know what Wei cared about the most and what hurt her the most? The heart-piercing words came out of his mouth naturally, just to pierce the heart of this young woman.

Wasn't she unwilling? Wasn't she coveting his son? Wasn't she disgusted with his old age? Wasn't she pretending to be noble and unwilling to bear him a child?

Seeing the panic and loss that Wei tried so hard to hide, Xie Zhihuan raised the corners of his lips, feeling extremely happy, and even his anxiety about his own aging disappeared.

What’s the point of being young? Don’t you still have to endure it for the sake of power and influence?

"Okay, it's getting late, let's take a rest." Xie Zhihuan said gently, then turned around and sat on the bed.

Wei bit her lips tightly, loosened her hands that were clenched in her sleeves, then took a deep breath, bent down gracefully, knelt on the footstool, and took off his shoes and socks.

The candlelight dimmed, and the green gauze tent moved rhythmically.

Wei raised her hands to cover her eyes, tears streaming down from between her fingers.

After a long time, when she raised her eyes again, her expression was full of sarcasm.

Xie Yunji is on his way back now, right? !

As long as he sees that letter, he will definitely not ignore it.

This old man must be crazy. He actually dared to poison Xie Yunji's beloved wife!