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

There were several aftershocks in the next two days. After this catastrophe, the streets were filled with the cries of women and children.

There was another burst of thunder in the sky, and it became gloomy and dark. The whole city was severely affected by the disaster.

The imperial court sent imperial officials to provide disaster relief. Apart from a few people wandering in panic on the streets, there were well-trained soldiers in armor cleaning the streets.

No one noticed a green figure flashing into the gate of Xie Mansion in the suburbs of Beijing.

After a thunderclap, the rain finally started to fall.

The heavy rain made the man's gentle and elegant face look a little gloomy. "Is it done?"

The man in green bowed his head and said, "My lord, it's done."

Xie Yunji's cold face showed no emotion: "Very good."

"The second young master's body was thrown together with those who died in the earthquake and dealt with together." The man in green whispered.

People seem to be able to sense the coming of danger. When he appeared in front of the Second Young Master Xie Tan with a knife in hand, the Second Young Master seemed to be well prepared and even had his luggage ready, but it was a pity that he was one step too late.

The image of Xie Tan’s face flashed through the mind of the man in blue.

——His hair was as white as snow, and there was a sarcastic smile at the corners of his lips.

He was clearly a dying man, powerless and unable to do anything, yet he neither begged for mercy nor showed any fear.

This look is inexplicably annoying.

It was not until he said Song Nihuan's name that obvious shock was seen in the white-haired young man's eyes, as if a perfect mask was shattered.

"I have hinted to the Second Young Master that it was the cousin's idea." The man in green added, "I just don't know if the Second Young Master believes it..."

Song Nihuan is alone and powerless, how can she afford to hire a killer?

Xie Yunji had a cold smile on his face, and did not explain much to his men. He knew that Xie Tan might not believe that it was Song Nihuan who hired someone to kill him.

But just a hint of doubt is fine.

What he wanted was to make Xie Tan heartbroken and die with doubts.

Besides, a prostitute in a brothel hired someone to kill a client who knew her identity in order to marry into a wealthy family. This is human nature.

In fact, the idea of ​​killing Xie Tan seemed to have always been in Xie Yunji's mind.

However, he witnessed Xie Tan and Song Nihuan hugging each other during the earthquake, which prompted him to put this idea into action immediately.

Anyway, he became a madman and was stuck in the quagmire and could never get out.

They had met privately many times, and he actually knew everything.

It was true that the incense on Xie Tan's body was the sandalwood commonly used in the Xie family, but because he was interested in pharmacology, there was always a faint smell of medicine on his body. Every time Song Nihuan met him, there would be a slight smell of medicine on her body.

Song Nihuan covets Xie's power, but is unwilling to give up her childhood sweetheart. She is really hateful.

Many people were killed in this catastrophe, so what if I just thank Tan?

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Almost every house on the street hung white prayer flags, like an endless wave. Some wealthy families disappeared in this catastrophe.

Even in the Xie family, besides the second son Xie Tan, three other sons and daughters from other branches died.

There was a fear of a major epidemic after a major disaster, so the imperial court issued an order to burn and bury the bodies of the victims of the earthquake. Therefore, Xie Tan's funeral was not grand. Because of his sudden death and the fact that he had not yet married, he could not even enter the Xie family's ancestral tomb.

There is only a lonely grave, and buried in it are the clothes that once belonged to the past.

It was already dark. Song Nihuan looked up and saw the Xie family cemetery looming in the light on the hill not far away. She knew that Xie Tan was buried there.

Xie's mansion had not yet been renovated, and everything in the villa was kept simple, with not even a mourning hall set up for him.

His departure was as silent as his presence, and no one cared.

Song Nihuan thought for a moment, then lifted her skirt and disappeared through the back door.

Xie's Villa is located on Beimang Mountain. Climb up the moss-covered stone steps carefully until dark, and you will arrive at the Xie's cemetery, which is very neatly built.

Outside the huge cemetery, there is a lonely grave, and the soil on the grave is still damp.

Xie Tan was not buried in the ancestral tomb, just like when he was alive, he was incompatible with the Xie family.

Just as Song Nihuan was about to go over, she saw a familiar figure walking out of the cemetery in the night. It was her future father-in-law!

The elegant middle-aged man stood in front of Xie Tan's tomb. It was too dark and Song Nihuan could not see his expression clearly. She could only see his trembling back. His usually straight waist was a little hunched. He seemed to be wiping tears.

However, the next moment, he suddenly knocked over the pitiful offerings in front of Xie Tan's tomb, and some dirty words came out of his mouth, such as "little bastard" and "beast".

She didn't dare make any sound, but just stared at the hideous silhouette in the night with wide eyes.

After a while, as if he was tired of scolding, Mr. Xie sat down and cried bitterly without any image.

The night was dark and the cold grew stronger. An eerie fog gradually filled the forest. A few crows flew across the dark sky, making the scene seem lonely and terrifying.

After a while, Mr. Xie stood up, brushed off the dust on his clothes, and walked slowly along the path down the mountain on the other side, regaining his dignified and elegant appearance.

After he walked away, Song Nihuan came out from the darkness and lit a stick of incense in front of Xie Tan's tombstone.

The sandalwood brushed across my cheek. With this stick of incense, I prayed that Xie Tan would forget his past and be reborn in paradise as soon as possible.

What kind of person is he?

Song Nihuan closed her eyes, and Xie Tan's smiling face flashed in her mind.

He is the second son of the wealthy Xie family, but few people know about him.

It is said that he was born to a concubine, but Mr. Xie already had an outstanding son like Xie Yunji. If he did not love Xie Tan and his mother, he would not have to take the risk of causing Xie Yunji's biological mother, Princess Qinghe, to feel resentful and take Xie Tan back.

But if he loved her so much, why would he have left Xie Tan in such a situation all these years?

If she didn't love him, why would she climb the mountain in the cold night to quietly hold a memorial service for her son?

Mr. Xie is a person who never shows his emotions, but he just lost his composure in front of the tomb...

Song Nihuan frowned slightly, and her temple suddenly felt a little painful.

In any case, it was Xie Tan who brought her out of the brothel, gave her medicine to relieve her fever, and saved her from danger when the earthquake happened.

He passed away suddenly, and has no descendants to worship him. There is only a lonely grave. In the future, as time goes by, I am afraid that this grave will be razed to the ground.

Song Nihuan took out yellow paper and incense from her bag, lit them solemnly for him, and whispered: "Thank you for saving me. I can't repay your kindness in this lifetime. I will burn these for you. They will be enough for you in the underworld for a while. I will come again in a while."

A man walked out slowly in the night, dressed in moon-white clothes, elegant and cold. He looked at Song Nihuan quietly.

A ray of moonlight shone through the gaps in the leaves. She lowered her head, burned yellow paper carefully, and muttered to herself.

Xie Yunji has never believed in ghosts and gods, and he even disdains the idea of ​​karma and reincarnation.

If there really are gods in this world, how could his mother, who was kind and noble and treated his father with all her heart, die tragically?

If there really is cause and effect in this world, why hasn't he gone to the Avici Hell yet after he committed so many evil things?

How come there was no bad consequence after he broke up Xie Tan and Song Nihuan? Instead, he got the beauty back.

He looked at Song Nihuan with disdain as she prayed sincerely. This stupid woman knew nothing.

But...she actually dared to come alone to pay tribute to Xie Tan!

And his father, even though he had been at odds with Xie Tan over the years, he was still his biological son after all, and he also came secretly to pay tribute this night!

Xie Yunji's gaze fell on Song Nihuan's closed face, with dark and deep thoughts in his eyes.

One or two of them, are they all so obsessed with Xie Tan?

well.

Just as I was thinking about it, the woman in front of me stood up. Maybe her legs were numb from kneeling for so long, and the ground in the mountains was uneven. She sprained her ankle and cried out in pain.

When she was about to fall, Xie Yunji quickly stepped forward and held her waist.

"Brother Zi Che?" She looked at him in surprise, her heart beating like a drum.

I went out of the house late at night to pay tribute to Xie Tan, and was caught by him?

Song Nihuan suddenly felt that she was wrong. She had said that day that she would draw a clear line between herself and Xie Tan, so she shouldn't do such an outrageous thing again.

But somehow I bought yellow paper, incense and candles and came here.

Even if we take a step back and say that they are just uncle and sister-in-law, the sister-in-law shouldn't come to pay tribute to her brother-in-law secretly...

I don't know when it started raining again, the sky was completely dark, and the damp air was mixed with a chaotic chill.

Her face was pale, and she looked at Xie Yunji with difficulty, unable to utter a word.