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

During the days when Song Nihuan was away, Xie Tan felt more and more angry and his desire to destroy was surging.

He wanted to kill those who had seen her but couldn't explain why.

He wanted to kill those who dared to suggest that the future queen should be replaced.

He also wanted to kill the ministers who were urging him to return to the capital.

When a person's emotions are all poured into another person, he will become cold-blooded and ruthless to everyone except that person.

But thinking that if he did so, future generations would inevitably blame Song Nihuan for the mistake, such as seducing the monarch and bringing disaster to the country, he had no choice but to suppress his surging murderous intent and continued to search for her in a disorderly and frantic manner.

These days, Xie Tan followed the traces left by Mo Fang and almost turned the port city upside down, but to no avail.

The silver-haired emperor sat quietly behind a desk in the temporary camp, dipping his pen to review the memorials that had been urgently sent over from Yunjing, eight hundred miles away.

There was despair in his irritability, and he was empty in fulfilling the responsibilities given to him by the world.

He didn't know how much longer he could hold on.

Xie Tan's hand paused on the memorial presented by Citong Port.

Xie Yunji was appointed to the post of the governor of Citong Port. As soon as he arrived, he solved the mystery of the death of the royal family of the previous dynasty. It turned out that they had accumulated too much toxins from eating silverfish for a long time, and drank strong liquor at the night banquet, which led to the poisoning.

Another memorial was from Chen Liang of the East Factory, who found out that there was good news from the Xie Mansion in Yunjing. The second wife, Lu, whom Xie Yunji married before he left, was pregnant.

He stood up silently and walked to the window. The night rain was like silk, as thin as embroidery needles, and the night wind blew on his face, fluttering on his face, with an indescribable stickiness.

It's annoying.

He closed his eyes, his stern face twisted in a strange way, the anger and fear in his chest became stickier and tighter.

If he couldn't find her again, he didn't know what he could do.

When the year was coming to an end, the emperor not only did not return to the court, but he dug deep into the ground with Lingang as the center to search the surrounding city-states.

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By the end of the year, the Fu ship finally docked at Jinghu Harbor.

The port's climate is warm and humid even in the depths of winter, and the colorful market has all kinds of exotic goods.

The gorgeous dress made of brocade was too thin to cover her bulging belly.

In fact, Song Nihuan's belly is not like some women whose belly grows horizontally. Her belly grows vertically. From the back, she just looks a little plumper.

Xie Yunji hugged her with one hand and held the little gadgets he bought with the other.

"Ah!" she suddenly exclaimed.

Xie Yunji's body tensed up, his face changed, and he looked at her and asked, "What's wrong?"

She lowered her head and stared at her belly for a moment, then raised her face with tears and a smile, "He/she moved..."

After returning to the inn, Xie Yunji put away the things he had bought and dealt with some other things. Then he walked in and looked at her with a half-smile as she was still immersed in astonishment.

Song Nihuan didn't know what to say. This was the first time she felt that there was a living life in her belly. That mysterious feeling made her heart surge.

However, she could not tell Xie Tan, who was related to the child in her womb by blood.

What was he doing? Was he looking for her frantically? Would he be happy if he knew that he and she had a child?

Longing and attachment only turn into a tear.

Xie Yunji felt so distressed that he walked up to her and hugged her in his arms, saying softly, "Why are you still crying?"

She shook her head and said nothing.

Xie Yunji said: "Do you miss Lan Zhi? I have sent a secret letter to Kunlun. When Lan Zhi wakes up and can move, you and your sister will be reunited."

She closed her eyes and leaned on his shoulder.

Lan Zhi...and the baby in your belly.

She finally had blood relatives again.

At night, Xie Yunji dried her long hair. Her hair, which had originally flowed like a waterfall, had fallen out a lot. She asked Mo Fang, who said it was caused by the woman's insufficient kidney energy after pregnancy.

He carefully put away the shaved hair.

Song Nihuan was flipping through the new notebook she had bought today, but she didn't read a single word. Her white hands rested on her belly for a long time without moving.

His hand suddenly covered hers.

"This year, I finally have you by my side again." Xie Yunji sighed, "Not only you, but also him and her."

Without waiting for her to speak, he took out a pair of shoes like a magician.

The shoes were adorned with kingfisher jewels and pearl necklaces, and the cloud patterns on the kesi uppers shone brightly as they moved.

Her feet became more swollen after she became pregnant. Although they could still fit into her old shoes, he couldn't bear to see her suffer.

Song Nihuan looked at the pair of shoes. The kesi silk was very valuable. The amount of money spent on this pair of shoes could be equivalent to an ordinary family's food expenses for a year.

"Why spend so much money?" she asked

"Kesi is soft and easy to shape, so it will be more comfortable to wear." He said softly, "Being pregnant is hard, I wish I could take your place."

At first she looked very thin, and after she stopped vomiting, she began to feel dizzy all the time. He had to find a port to stop, thinking that she would feel better on land.

But her fallen long hair still fell on his heart.

He blamed himself when he saw how hard she worked.

The light in the tent was dim. Her skin was delicate and shiny, slightly plump, with a gentle glow. He was stunned for a moment.

Xie Yunji cut the candle, held Song Nihuan in his arms, and hugged her from behind with restraint, but his breathing was still disordered.

He buried his head in her neck, whispering as gently as in a dream, "Ni Huan, this kind of happiness is unreal."

She didn't dare to respond to him and just let him hold her guiltily.

During these days together, Song Nihuan got to know Xie Yunji from another perspective.

It turns out that the young man from an aristocratic family is not just a name; the admiration for him in Yunjing is too one-sided.

She originally thought that since he was far away from the government, his talents and ambitions would have no place to be used.

But during the days they spent together, in Yunjing, far away from the splendor and wealth, she saw another side of him.

She often doesn't have any emotions, or she is very good at controlling her emotions. She treats people and things just right. Only when you are with her, you will feel like the god in the painting coming to life.

He had a wide range of interests. Writing with his left hand and stargazing were no big deal for him. He was even good at geomancy, astronomy, creation, and foreign languages.

She remembered the wooden horse he had built for their unborn child.

But he said: "Our children don't need to learn anything. I will take care of everything. They just need to do what they think is right."

Xie Yunji was born into an aristocratic family. While enjoying the protection of his ancestors, he also shouldered expectations and responsibilities. The noble temperament and unique aesthetics cultivated over generations have made him arrogant and indifferent to people and things.

He did not approve of this kind of numbness.

When we were young, we had to do some bad things to try to break those hypocritical and flattering smiles and try to see the other side of the world.

He didn't want his and her children to live the same life as him.

He will break the aristocratic family and clan responsibilities for him/her.