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

Xie Yunji used the jade to guide Song Nihuan to sit in front of another zither and told her: "It's called Chuntai, and it was left to me by my mother."

Song Nihuan lowered her eyes and looked.

Ordinary Baoqin, especially those used by women, would be gorgeous and graceful, but the "Chuntai" used by Princess Qinghe seemed to be blown by the spring breeze, blowing away all the scent of cosmetics and leaving only a clean feeling of loneliness.

Song Nihuan suddenly understood where Xie Yunji's godlike aura came from.

She discovered that while he was getting the piano, he actually changed his clothes.

The handsome young man sitting in front of the piano desk was wearing a fine linen Zen robe with a slightly open collar. His flowing sleeves swayed slightly in the cool sea breeze. His exposed collarbone and the hand that was stroking the piano both had a cold jade-like color.

The loose and flowing Zen robe was tied with a silk ribbon at the waist, showing off his slender waist.

She hadn't seen such a romantic look for a long time.

The whole person felt unbearably embarrassed.

Xie Yunji's pair of deep and narrow eyes revealed a faint smile. He followed Song Nihuan's evasive eyes and fell on her hot and red ears.

Not to mention her surprise, even Xie Xuan was very surprised that the young master went to get the piano and actually changed his clothes while he was there.

Although Xie Xuan had even seen the young master bathing and taking off his clothes, in front of this cold and beautiful lady, the young master...

Never mind, they were husband and wife before after all.

Xie Xuan served the tea and tactfully left. He did not dare to go far and stayed on the side.

Suddenly, a melodious piano sound was heard in the cabin, like the sound of flowing water in the mountains.

At the same time, another piano sound was heard, but it sounded particularly harsh and unpleasant.

Xie Xuan, who was guarding the door, couldn't help but frown and rubbed his ears.

After a while, the originally harsh and awkward piano sound gradually changed. It gradually gained some rhythm and tempo.

Although there is still a gap compared to the smooth and relaxed piano sound, it is no longer unbearable.

The sound of the zither suddenly stopped, and only Xie Yunji's voice was heard from inside: "Bring some wine!"

Xie Xuan was stunned for a moment, then after responding, he ran towards the wine cabin on the lower level like a gust of wind.

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Time flies quickly with gin by your side.

Song Nihuan saw Xie Yunji's cheeks flushed red, and guessed that he was almost drunk, so she asked with concern: "Are you drunk? Don't want to drink anymore, I'll ask someone to make some tea."

She talked a lot, and when she was done she handed him the glass, which he took without hesitation.

She didn't want to do this and felt very uneasy, but she didn't want him to hurt her unborn child even more.

The ecstasy in Xie Yunji's heart was like a raging storm. Tonight she came to listen to him play the piano and asked for wine. He could see that she had become much more delicate and gentle. How could he spoil her fun?

"No need, drinking this is nothing," he said.

"When my mother and I were attending opera in the Liyuan Opera House, I heard a piece of music called 'Zha Luo Pao' and remembered its general outline. It would not be good to ask you to play the piano for me all night, so I will perform one for you," she said with a smile.

Xie Yunji clapped his hands and said with a stern look in his eyes, "Okay."

He had never heard her sing or seen her dance.

At first, he was disdainful. Later, he felt sorry for her and didn't want her to recall the sadness of using her beauty to please others in the red-light district.

And now, a hint of shyness appeared on her pretty face, her graceful figure stood up, and her gorgeous sleeves fluttered, like a fairy under the moon.

Perhaps because he was drunk, he wanted to continue watching.

As her clear voice came over, Xie Yunji heard his heart beating violently. Her slender white wrists seemed to be able to produce flowers, and her waist was flexible and graceful, every part of her made him unable to take his eyes away.

She and he seemed to have returned to the time when they were in love.

She smiled at him again.

Xie Yunji stared at Song Nihuan infatuatedly, feeling that he had sunk to a point of depravity beyond repair, and all he wanted was to have sex with her.

Song Nihuan felt her cheeks were getting hot.

I never thought that one day I would have to please him in this way.

She paused for a moment, and he thought she was shy, so he clapped his hands and plucked the strings with the other.

With just a few simple strokes, the rhythm of "Zhaoluopao" flows from his fingertips.

She looked at him, he was smiling faintly but his eyes were filled with tears.

She couldn't sing any more before the song was over.

She didn't know why she was sad, but the intense pain was like a tide that overwhelmed her and almost suffocated her.

Xie Yunji stood up and looked down at her. She had her eyelids drooping like a child. Her pitiful look moved anyone who saw her.

His heart was wrapped in a soft feeling. If he held her in his arms at this moment, she would not refuse him anymore...

But the next moment, Song Nihuan suddenly raised her eyes and looked at him, "I want to ask you a question, and I want you to answer it in person. Did you really write the edict about the treatment of the officials who participated in the Qi Wang Rebellion? Did you influence the decree issued by the emperor? And... are you aware of the treatment of the officials' families involved?"

Xie Yunji's hand froze in the air, and then dropped.

After a moment of silence, he said, "If I say that it has nothing to do with me and that I don't know how the officials' families are dealt with, would you believe me?"

"When the King of Qi rebelled, he wanted to replace the previous emperor. How could the previous emperor not notice it? It is natural for the emperor to kill the rebel, even if that person is a royal relative. But the emperor also has to consider how he will be judged by future generations, so he needs someone to guess his intentions."

"I won the first place in the imperial examination that year, and the list of candidates was announced in the Golden Palace. This matter that no one wants to talk about fell on me. But since ancient times, there has been no exception in the treatment of treasonous people. It has always been a bloodbath... Whoever is in power can decide life and death. As for the families of officials, in times of trouble, it is inevitable that they will go too far. I know about it, and I don't think there is anything wrong with it."

He admitted it without covering up or making excuses, and every word he said was heart-wrenching.

"Ni Huan, you are a girl from a scholarly family, you must understand this principle. To put it another way, if the King of Qi usurps the throne and becomes the emperor, he will certainly not be lenient towards the ministers of the previous emperor." He looked at her and said calmly, "The Xie family has been a clean family for a hundred years, and they are only loyal to the orthodoxy. My father is not unaware of the secret actions of the King of Qi, but not only did he not follow them, but the thousands of members of the Xie family immediately drew a clear line between themselves and the King of Qi and his related relatives. If the King of Qi comes to power, he will definitely start with the Xie family."

He took advantage of her distraction to hug her tightly and sighed, "Ni Huan, everything in the past was God's will. I will do my best to make up for what I can. Forgive me and don't push me away."

He was so close to her, as if the previous heartbreak was just a dream. Xie Yunji only felt soreness in his eyes.

"Ni Huan, I really can't stand it anymore, stop torturing me." He kissed the top of her head and squeezed her tightly into his arms, "I can't live without you, I can't stop loving you."

His warm lips pressed against her forehead, and then his nose touched hers, smelling their breaths. He choked and said, "Stop torturing me..."

Song Nihuan wanted to push him away but couldn't. Her previous determination collapsed at this moment. She was flustered and vaguely scared.

She couldn't get entangled with him, and she regretted getting him drunk, and didn't want to get involved anymore...

Song Nihuan touched the short blade in her sleeve and was about to use it to threaten him to let go, but Xie Yunji's low, hoarse voice rang in her ears, "I don't have much time..."

"Ni Huan, we have wasted these years. I am already over thirty. I don't have time anymore..."

She suddenly remembered what he had said to himself in front of the Star-Gathering Tower that night.

Wenqu is dark.

What is Wenqu? Wenquxing.

The top scholar who won the three imperial examinations, if he is not Wenquxing, who else could be?!

Did Xie Yunji know his own fate in advance by observing the celestial phenomena at night?

Song Nihuan's heart sank. She clutched his clothes tightly and murmured, "No, you won't die!"

He smiled bitterly, took her hand, wrapped it around his waist, and then whispered in her ear, a little tipsy, "Why don't you want me to die?"