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

On both sides of the dark corridor were Changxin Palace lanterns, and maids were filling oil in each lantern in an orderly manner.

Palace lanterns were lit up one by one, illuminating the huge underground palace brightly, and the loneliness of being isolated from the world was somewhat dissipated.

However, Song Nihuan was used to such a dark and gloomy life. When the silver-haired emperor walked out of the corridor, she happily threw herself into his arms.

Holding her hand in one hand and holding the freshly picked forsythia in the other, he walked towards the palace ahead.

After returning to Yunjing, Xie Tan brought her directly to this underground palace under the Palace of Supreme Harmony, which was almost isolated from the world.

This underground palace was originally built by emperors of successive dynasties for self-defense and against rebellion.

Xie Tan said it was to prevent her from disappearing again.

He knelt before her and begged her not to leave and to stay here willingly.

Song Nihuan's heart ached, and she hugged him tightly, "Why wouldn't I want to? The only reason I don't want to is because you locked me up here alone and you won't come to accompany me."

He looked up in astonishment, looked at her for a long time, and asked, "Do you want to stay here? Isolated from the world?"

She kissed him. "I just want to be with you. It doesn't matter where."

He wanted her to be with him forever, wanted her to see only him, he had experienced losing her several times, he couldn't bear it again.

All the evil thoughts that had been suppressed before were aroused by her disappearance this time. He even felt a huge sense of satisfaction in his chest when he thought that she would never appear in front of anyone again.

But he hadn't expected that she would stay here voluntarily.

Song Nihuan's indulgence and tolerance towards him almost made Xie Tan cry.

She still remembered his fanatical eyes at that time, and his chest heaving rapidly.

But...how come it is that even after the child was born and they have lived in this underground palace for almost a year, the way he looks at her is still the same...burning and explicit!

He held her waist and picked her up, "Missed me?"

"That's right. The New Year is coming soon. How do you want to celebrate this year?" She said, counting several plans for the holiday in her mind. "We can't enjoy the snow, so what should we do? I've researched a few plum blossom makeups and will draw them for you later."

He stared at her intently. She smiled naturally and did not show any intention of leaving.

Then he leaned over slightly, buried his head in her neck and sniffed deeply, and whispered: "If you want to go out, I can let you out."

She pretended not to understand his temptation and said with a smile: "What are you going out for? I think this is good. You don't have to stick to your status, and you don't have to meet anyone's lady. You can find everything here. But are you very busy recently? When you are not here, Xuan'er is always here. This is not good. This place is not suitable for children."

He seemed to be relieved, and looked at her with a hot and lingering gaze, and said softly: "I will come over as soon as I get home. As for Xuan'er, I was just afraid that he would get close to the wet nurse, so I didn't let you get close to him and asked the wet nurse to hold him down more often."

She has been imprisoned by him in this underground palace that can only be opened by emperors of successive dynasties, but he still can't help but worry about gains and losses.

Many nights, he felt that there was something wrong with his mind, as if there was always a string stretched in his mind that he didn't know when would break.

Only her hug and kiss can temporarily ease this tension.

It just eased, not disappeared.

She met his hot and aggressive gaze, hugged his neck, and said softly: "I want you to be closer to him."

It has been half a year since Song Nihuan gave birth to the child, and she couldn't deceive herself that Xie Tan was not close to the child.

Is he doubting something?

But when she took the initiative to mention that she wanted a blood test to prove the child's bloodline, he refused without hesitation and appointed him as the crown prince the next day.

She didn't understand him anymore, but she could feel that he was different from before.

It was obvious that he was still passionate about her, and she was willing to see only him in this underground palace, but it still couldn't soothe the uneasiness in his heart.

Song Nihuan felt a fear that she might lose Xie Tan at any time, and this fear made her shudder.

Xie Tan grabbed her neck, leaned forward, and deepened the kiss. In between kisses, he narrowed his dark eyes and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Her eyes were a little wet, and she hugged him tightly, "Qing Zhou, I love you."

The atmosphere suddenly became sticky.

Since she gave birth to Xuan'er, Xie Tan has never touched her again.

At first she thought Xie Tan was holding a grudge, but many nights he held her in his arms, his body temperature burning, and he would toss and turn between her legs for a long time before falling asleep.

And now she was trying to seduce him, and he had never been able to resist her.

"Huan'er..." He pressed his forehead against hers and kissed her non-stop, "Why do you indulge me like this?"

"I just said, I love you." She whispered, reaching her hand down, conquering him inch by inch with a passion that set the field ablaze. "What about you, do you still love me?"

The night was dark, the bed curtains were shaking, and Xie Tan answered the question with his actions.

The intermittent voice turned into a soul-melting and seductive sound. The more she dodged, the more reckless he became.

He lowered his head and bit her lips, "Don't leave me again, I don't want anything but you."

She looked at him in a daze, and saw that Xie Tan's arm muscles were bulging and his abdominal muscles were strong, but the corners of his eyes were red, and his deep affection seemed about to overflow.

Song Nihuan was so soft-hearted that she couldn't help but raise her soft body to press against him, "You want me."

The next moment, her lower abdomen tightened.

The man seemed insatiable.

Only when the eunuch came to remind him to go to court did he rest, carry her limp body into the warm bathtub, and kiss her forehead.

Song Nihuan felt weak all over, leaning on his shoulder, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and her skin glowing with a delicate luster.

"Your Majesty, it is snowing heavily today. The snow is a foot deep and many of the adults' carriages can hardly move." The eunuch reminded after hearing the words of the old eunuch who reported the incident.

There was silence in the hall for a moment, and then a voice came: "Then let's stop the court today and talk about it after the snow stops."

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In the dead of winter, with heavy snow falling, the chief minister of the cabinet returned to the capital from the Port of Qitong, and there was no imperial decree to suspend court.

Xie Yunji was wearing a red official robe and a neat and orderly right-angled hat. He walked alone in the heavy snow with his hands behind his back, and arrived at the Yuji Palace to wait for the bell as usual.