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

Xie Yunjie looked at Song Nihuan without blinking.

He had never seen her so closely before.

There were only the two of them in the simple room.

He no longer avoided his heart and looked at her carefully.

Having just taken a bath, her fair skin was now tinged with a clear light pink, her facial features were delicate, and her lips were naturally red. Even with her eyes closed, there was an overwhelming, breathtaking beauty.

She was now completely defenseless against him. She no longer kept a distance from him politely, nor did she always ask about his relationship with Zheng Wan.

She was in front of him, breathing evenly and closing her eyes.

Xie Yunjie felt that just looking at Song Nihuan made his heart excited. Her breath and faint fragrance seemed to wrap around him like a living being.

Her heartbeat had never been so violent before. She didn't open her eyes, but his evil intentions towards her seemed to be exposed and uncontrollable.

It was a throbbing sensation that was almost thirsty, and it made him feel ashamed.

But for some unknown reason, he slowly stretched out his hand, wanting to touch her.

"Hanlin, Hanlin. I and several lords from the Tiqi have looked around the area, but there is really no clinic." Shuanghua said as she opened the door, "Please Hanlin, please stay here to watch over Madam."

Xie Yunjie withdrew his gaze and stood up from his chair.

"Water." Song Nihuan murmured and opened her eyes. "What's wrong with me?"

Seeing that she was awake and looked fine, Shuanghua and Xie Yunjie looked at each other and said, "She must have fainted because she was too tired during the day and the water was too hot. Is she feeling better now?"

"Oh, I see." Song Nihuan rubbed her neck. "I'm fine. It's late now. You guys should go and have a rest. We still have to travel tomorrow."

When I looked up again, Xie Yunjie had already retreated out of the door without me noticing.

His voice rang out, "I'll take my leave."

Two days later, the weather was getting colder and colder. Before entering Kunlun, everyone abandoned their horses and switched to carriages.

Song Nihuan and Shuanghua were in the same carriage, and the driver was a local man who was hired temporarily. After paying a lot of money, he agreed to take them to the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

The walls of the car seemed to be filled with a biting cold. Song Nihuan wrapped her cloak tightly around her and opened it a little. What came into her sight was a dazzling white.

Between heaven and earth, everything was white. The only thing that could be seen was the traces of a wheel on the snow, as if there was no end.

The wind was so strong that it cut across my face like a knife.

I’ll be seeing Lan Zhi soon.

She thought that only in such a pure and cold place could his internal organs stop decaying.

Song Nihuan was just about to lower the car curtain when she suddenly caught a glimpse of something moving on the ground.

Like a hallucination.

However, the next moment, the silence of the snowfield was broken, and all the snow on the ground was lifted up by an invisible thin line!

The long sword hidden under the snow suddenly rose up, and the defenseless driver was beheaded directly. Large amounts of blood splattered everywhere, forming horrible blood flowers on the snow.

The six Ti cavalrymen rushed backwards on tiptoe at a speed faster than lightning.

The horse in the carriage that Song Nihuan was riding in was frightened and ran in the opposite direction, panting and neighing.

The six Ti cavalrymen were fighting with the ambushing criminals and had no time to pay attention to Song Nihuan.

Before Song Nihuan could finish her scream, Shuanghua had already rolled out of the carriage!

She had no choice but to hold on to the car window tightly, trying her best not to roll out.

Just as he was panicking, he heard Xie Yunjie's voice from outside, "Give me your hand."

Xie Yunjie had already caught up on his horse and was riding side by side with the frightened horse.

Song Nihuan lifted the curtain of the car, and saw Xie Yunjie staring at her, stretching his hand closer to her. His face did not change, but was cold and calm, which gave people a sense of trust.

She stretched out her hand to him, and as soon as she closed her eyes, she was pulled into his arms.

Before I could see the road ahead clearly, I heard the horse let out a mournful cry and fell into the abyss ahead!

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When it got dark, the two of them returned to their original place.

The traces of the fight were covered by the snow, including the bodies of the six people, but there was no sign of Shuanghua.

The other carriage was still there, the horses snorting.

I don’t know who that group of bad guys are, nor do I know why they only kill people instead of seeking money. I only know that it is not advisable to stay here for long.

Song Nihuan was shivering from the cold, so Xie Yunjie got on the carriage and the two of them went to look for an inhabited place.

I thought I could find Yaowang Valley that day, so I didn't notice that there were no people around along the way.

It is very easy to get lost on the snow. As night fell, the wind became stronger and the snow became heavier. Xie Yunjie had to stop and find a place to shelter from the wind.

He rubbed his frozen hands and looked for a cloak and animal skin in the carriage. "Today, Madam, please make do with me for one night. We can set off tomorrow when the wind and snow subside."

Song Nihuan said, "Master Xie, please come in as well. You have been freezing outside all the way. It's cold."

Xie Yunjie nodded and leaned forward to get into the carriage.

There was no candlelight, but the moonlight on the snowy field was bright, a ray of it leaking through the crack in the window.

"Thank you for your hard work, Hanlin," she said again.

In the dim light, he looked at her drooping eyebrows and said, "Madam, there is really no need to be so formal with me. I really have no choice tonight and I am sorry to have offended you."

Song Nihuan knew that he meant being in such a small space with her.

She shook her head and stopped talking.

The wind and snow were howling sharply outside, and Xie Yunjie had an illusion that he and she were the only ones in this world.

I had this feeling before, when I ran into her and the young Marquis of An Ning at the gate of Yunjing City.

After a long while, Xie Yunjie's voice came, "Are you cold?"

She answered irrelevantly: "After a night of wind and snow, I'm afraid the horses won't survive until tomorrow and will be frozen to death."

Xie Yunjie nodded, "This is actually the border of Dazhao, and those people just now were not dressed like people from the Central Plains. It doesn't matter, whether you go to Tuhun or return to the Central Plains tomorrow, I will keep you safe."

The young man's words sounded like a solemn promise.

Song Nihuan said: "I'm not going back. I want to find Yaowang Valley. Lan Zhi is still waiting for me."

Xie Yunjie said: "Okay."

The two of them fell asleep like this, and in the middle of the night, Xie Yunjie suddenly woke up.

She was shivering with cold, and without knowing when, she had slumped against him.

On such a cold night, only by hugging each other can two people keep warm.

A faint fragrance wafted into his nose, and his heart beat fast. He took a deep sniff of the scent on her neck, then wrapped her in his cloak and carefully held her in his arms.

He hardly slept in the second half of the night. This hard-earned time together was so precious.

The throbbing and shame seemed to overwhelm his reason, but he was still unwilling to let her go...

Xie Yunjie had never spent such a profound night.

It was daybreak again, and he hastily released her before she woke up.