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

Her tone trembled slightly, her eyes were filled with tears, and she looked at him and said, "You! Don't say that word!"

He lowered his eyes and said in a gentle voice: "Hold your tears now. Don't worry, Ni Huan doesn't want me to die, so I will try my best to live."

She turned her fair and beautiful face away and raised her sleeves to wipe away her tears.

Xie Yunji's heart seemed to be filled with warmth. He could no longer control himself. He pulled her thin and trembling shoulders over and looked at her and said, "Ni Huan... let's make peace, okay?"

"I once asked for an imperial decree for you, but you don't even know it... After I asked for an imperial decree, you are not afraid of anything. As a court lady, you have a rank, and no one dares to use your previous status to make trouble. But before the emperor gave the order, you..."

"I am planning something for the Sixth Prince. The Eastern Palace has failed and Xiao Xuan cannot be the Crown Prince. Because the Sixth Prince promised me that he would vindicate the Song family when he ascends to the throne."

"It's a rehabilitation, not a pardon. After the rehabilitation, you will still be the daughter of the Song family..."

Song Nihuan naturally knew what rehabilitation meant. It meant the restoration of one's former honor, which was completely different from the amnesty granted by the new emperor upon his ascension to the throne and the removal of slavery from the country.

She had never dared to think about it.

He held her face while she was stunned, kissed her lips lightly, and said sadly, "Without you, my life is torture. Just have pity on me... Hug me, hold me tight."

I saw her every day but couldn't get close to her, for fear that she would get angry and jump off the boat. I could only live like this, so close yet so far away, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Now that she had finally calmed down, how could he let her go?

Suddenly, the candle flame trembled slightly, and there was a flash of lightning, which was fleeting. Then it started to rain heavily, leaving behind a pre-apocalyptic chaos.

Xie Yunji's eyes were gentle and lively. He picked her up without saying a word and walked towards the bed.

Song Nihuan just woke up from her dream, her eyes running across his hot and moving face like running water. She didn't struggle, nor did she speak harshly, but instead she put her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly.

Xie Yunji's body paused, overwhelming joy surged like a tide, and his heart felt hot.

She finally responded to him!

But the next moment, her voice sounded faintly in his ears, as if relieved, "Xie Yunji, I forgive you."

She admitted that she had no future and felt sorry for her deceased family, but she couldn't even hate him.

He was the one she once loved...

Sin and sorrow, let her atone for her parents and dozens of members of the Song family in the underworld.

She should hate him, but she couldn't.

She just couldn't love him.

She shouldn't have plotted against him, she couldn't get him drunk at all.

Xie Yunji was so dangerous, like a poisonous snake with gorgeous patterns, lurking in the dark, tempting and trembling. Anyone who approached him carelessly would be entangled by him and devoured.

She shouldn't have put herself in such an uncontrollable situation.

It's time to end this.

However, Xie Yunji didn't know what she was thinking. He was so moved by her sudden hug that his neck felt numb. His voice was filled with bitterness and grievance, "Just forgive me. Then can you... try to love me again?"

She let go of him, shook her head, looked into his eyes and said slowly: "I love Xie Tan."

"But I forgive you, Xie Yunji. We have moved on from this. I hope you won't be stubborn anymore..."

Her words were like a knife cutting into his heart. What was the previous tenderness and kindness, the slight intoxication from gin?

Was he playing a trick on him, or was he just trying to give him a hard blow right now?

The veins on his forehead bulged slightly, and he didn't want to hear a single word.

Just the name of Xie Tan was enough to make him furious.

At this time, she was still thinking about Xie Tan and told him that she loved Xie Tan!

Xie Yunji's heart became heavier, as if his internal organs were frozen. He took a deep breath and said, "As long as you are alive, the heaven and earth will bear witness to your existence. From the top of the sky to the bottom of hell, you are my wife, Xie Yunji."

The next moment, he laid her on the bed and covered her, holding the back of her neck to force her to look up, then lowered his head to kiss her lips, sucking her hard, and tearing her dress with his hands skillfully.

His kiss was paranoid and painful, as if it wanted to pour out the longing and torment of these years of separation.

She had never seen him so fragile and stubborn before. The atmosphere was tense and ambiguous.

How could she push him away with her little strength? His kiss was like a prairie fire, burning on her neck and chest.

He longed for her so much, as if he was poisoned and couldn't extricate himself.

Her body was as soft and delicate as before, but stiff and not open to him.

"Don't do this! I'm already Xie Tan's!" she said angrily.

But these words ignited him, his chest suddenly felt choked with pain, and anger, shame, and anxious murderous intent burned away his sanity.

Over the years, thinking about this incident, he couldn't sleep all night, as if he was being cooked in the fire.

He couldn't remove the other man from her heart, but he could at least erase all traces of that man!

There were shocking scratches on Xie Yunji's chest, which was exposed by his open Zen robe, but he remained unmoved.

He didn't want to have nightmares every night anymore, and didn't want to love her but be unable to get her. She was like the antidote to his morbid addiction, and he had to get her and take her back.

The effect of alcohol was taking effect at this moment. He no longer hesitated, and held her hand and placed it on top of her head, with a devastating force...

After three years, he finally had her again.

Xie Yunji couldn't help but let out a low moan from his throat, and his whole body was shaking as if he had a high fever.

Her mind suddenly went blank and she inhaled in pain.

She didn't dare say anything, for fear that if she told him she was pregnant, he would do something terrible.

She shouldn't have been so self-righteous as to seduce him. She shouldn't have schemed and gotten close to him. She didn't have the ability to do so, and now she can't escape.

Her silence encouraged him, and he called her name in a daze, "Ni Huan, Ni Huan..."

Xie Yunji's breathing became heavier and more intense.

But he didn't stop, he just kissed away her tears.

He really missed her so much. He wanted her and wanted to be with her day and night.

Grievances, resentments, rage, fear, all the love, hatred, and vengeance were like a violent downpour outside the porthole, ignoring her cries and struggles, and just wanting to pour down at this doomsday-like moment.

There was a misty light in the corners of her eyes, her red lips were alluring, and her twisting waist was like a soul-snatching sword, making him willing to be tortured to death.

Feeling his trembling, Song Nihuan struggled desperately, pressed against his chest, and kept pushing him, "No, no..."

Shame and despair quickly enveloped her. Thinking of Xie Tan, her heart ached and she became very sober.

The short blade in the sleeve rolled to the side.

As the heat surged, she also plunged the dagger into his chest, and blood gushed out instantly.

The severe pain did not deviate him at all, and he looked at her almost indulgently.

Even if the sky falls and the earth collapses, and the deadline is approaching, it cannot stop him.

It all happened quickly and was over just as quickly.

Song Nihuan immediately stood up, with a cold expression on her face, and rushed into the clean room behind the screen without even putting on her clothes.

Then there was the sound of running water.

Xie Yunji was still lying on the bed, his demeanor dignified as if he was not the one who had just done that.

His long hair covered his crazy look of unfulfilled desire. He ignored the short blade stuck in his chest. He looked in her direction with dark eyes and said coldly, "Don't you really want to have my child?"

Does she no longer want to have a child with him, or does she dislike him?

Why are you in such a hurry to wash it? Will it be clean?

"We had a child, have you forgotten him?"

He choked up and said, "Day and night... I have never forgotten it for a moment!"

He continued to say words that condemned and hurt her, but Song Nihuan seemed not to hear him. She came out of the bathroom without even looking at him, and rushed out of the cabin after hastily putting on her clothes.