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

Xie Tan was startled, and his heart felt like it was collapsing. The collapse was filled with hot and delicate emotions, and he felt a little dizzy for a moment.

He treated her like his life and a treasure, and she seemed to do the same.

This discovery made him excited.

The unbearable panic seemed to be soothed.

He gradually calmed down in her arms.

The shark silk tent hung neatly on the ground, and the tall silver-haired young man was half-kneeling on the footstool. The dragon pattern on his black crown and clothes, which symbolized supreme power, was ferocious and solemn. It hung to the ground in an intricate and gorgeous manner, and his whole temperament was cold and powerful.

The woman leaning on the bed was petite and slender, but she held him in her arms and coaxed him.

Only she could soothe his heart, calm him down, and suppress the beast in his heart.

After a long time, her stomach began to growl.

He kissed her, "I'll get you something to eat."

There was a small kitchen in Yuxiu Palace, and he didn't want to ask anyone else to do it.

She grabbed his arm and said, "I'll go with you. It will take time for you to get it."

I didn’t feel hungry during my period before, but now I feel like my body has been awakened and I have consumed a lot, so I feel hungry.

He looked at her with a smile and nodded.

He didn't want to be separated from her for a moment and wanted to tie her to him.

Song Nihuan wanted to get out of bed but couldn't find her shoes. Then she remembered that she was carried by Xie Tan.

When she looked up again, one hand was holding her feet, and her embroidered shoes were in his other hand.

Her feet felt delicate and small in his palms, and when they touched his skin, a feeling of shame gripped her heart.

Xie Tan was still half-kneeling. He carefully put Song Nihuan's feet into the embroidered shoes and kissed the back of her feet again.

Then he put on his robe, wrapped her in it, and opened the door.

*

When Mr. Xie heard his son's arrangement, he was so shocked that he was speechless and his eyes bulged out.

"You! You rebellious son!" He cursed, "Do you believe I will sue you for being unfilial?"

If parents accuse their son of being unfilial, it can be said that they are ruining their son's future career.

Xie Yunji stood up straight, his sleeves fluttering, without even raising his eyes, "Father, go ahead and sue."

"Do you think your son still cares about his career? He has been demoted twice, how low can he go?" Xie Yunji stepped forward and said word by word, "I am your son. You gave me life. I am willing to take responsibility for the mistakes you made. You and your son will go to Citong Port to take up your post. When you arrive there, I will buy you a house to spend your remaining years in. This is what His Majesty has approved."

"Father is also a scholar. I really can't understand how a scholar could do such a stupid thing! It will be appropriate to leave the Xie Mansion to Madam Wei. Yun Jie is also an official in the court and will help the Xie Mansion. Father, rest assured, just follow me!"

Xie Zhihuan was shocked and angry: "What did I do? Isn't she fine?!"

"She's fine now. If anything happened to her, you and I wouldn't be able to stand here and talk." Xie Yunji's face turned pale with anger. He took a deep breath and said, "Doesn't father like to travel? Hurry up and pack your bags!"

Just as Xie Zhihuan was about to say something, Xie Yunji called out to the door, "Someone come in."

Hearing Xie Yunji's call, the servants and attendants waiting outside the door came in one after another.

"The master is not in good health, you guys should watch him and let him rest. The rest of you, pack his luggage and clothes for him." Xie Yunji said as he walked, the setting sun pulling his shadow straight, "Give some money to those concubines in the master's study and send them away."

"Xie Yunji! You bastard! Are you trying to rebel against the heavens?" Xie Zhihuan struggled hard under the grip of the servant and shouted, "You're even making plans for your father!"

Xie Yunji turned around, his eyes were cold and indifferent, "A son should take his father as his role model, but what my father has done so far has disappointed his son. He favored his concubine and killed his wife, forced my mother to death, and then tried to harm my wife. Since my father is stupid, I am the only one who can make the decision for the Xie family."

Xie Zhihuan was stunned. The setting sun outlined Xie Yunji's tall and elegant silhouette. The indifference and hatred in his words were like a sharp weapon, digging out the woman that Xie Zhihuan had buried deep in his memory.

Princess Qinghe, his first wife, was also so cold and elegant, and had a meticulous mind.

It turned out that his son had never forgotten to avenge his mother for even a single day.

He really takes after his mother.

*

The original Grand Secretaries of Wenhua Palace were demoted one after another. The head of the century-old family Xie and the new generation of helmsmen all fled to Yunjing and were going to the distant Citong Port to take up their posts. It was unknown when they would return.

For a time, everyone in Yunjing's powerful circle felt insecure.

The competition between the noble family and the emperor's disciples finally came to a temporary end.

After leaving Yunjing, Xie Yunji abandoned the horse and changed to a carriage. "My father is in the carriage. He is not in good health. You should take good care of him and walk slowly to Piaomiao Peak. There is no rush."

The secret guard bowed his head, "Yes, sir."

There's no need to take good care of him. He was given a sleeping pill and was very well behaved throughout the trip.

The butler who was standing beside him was trembling with fear, looking at the young master riding on the tall horse, with shock in his heart.

The young master seized the power of the head of the family and sent his father to Piaomiao Peak...

When Princess Qinghe died, she was buried in the Xie family cemetery in a cenotaph. Because she was of royal blood, she was returned to her fiefdom and buried at the foot of Piaomiao Peak.

Xie Yunji looked in the direction of Piaomiao Peak, eased the dull pain in his heart, and murmured, "Mother, I am an unfilial son. It took so many years for me to let him accompany you... With your father accompanying you, you won't be lonely anymore."

In October, the aristocratic families, led by the Xie family, gradually lost their power.

In November, the emperor issued an edict to establish the empress, against all odds, and made the daughter of the Song family the empress.

The Ministry of Rites has been busy preparing for the complicated matters of establishing the Queen's palace, and the formal ceremony can be held around the spring of next year.

On that day, Song Nihuan and Xie Tan were strolling in the West Garden of the palace with Ling Yuan.

The official from the Ministry of Rites searched for a long time before finding the emperor, who ran over breathlessly and presented the memorial to him.

All the questions she asked were about trivial matters such as the ceremony of establishing the empress and the emperor's wedding. Xie Tan never let her worry about these matters, as he was the one who solved them all.

Song Nihuan felt bored, so she led the horse forward by herself. However, the horse became restless when it left Xie Tan's side. It snorted and breathed hot air on her neck. She didn't know if it was intentional.

She played with it while hiding from it, and when she got excited she even started dancing on the green grass.

Her dance is natural and casual, as if she is acting coquettishly with the world.

The official from the Ministry of Rites looked up and saw that the emperor suddenly smiled.

My God, this gloomy and unpredictable emperor can actually laugh.

Xie Tan noticed the official's gaze, his smile disappeared, his eyes were filled with coldness, and he said, "Go down."

Ever since that day, he found his possessiveness towards her increasingly difficult to control. Although he knew clearly that this official from the Ministry of Rites could not possibly covet her, he still could not stand her appearing in the sight of any man other than himself.