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

"The Second Young Master is back! The Second Young Master--" Upon seeing the person coming, the servant ran tremblingly into the mansion to pass on the message.

Following his order, the servants who were originally doing their respective duties scattered as if to avoid something, leaving a deserted passage for him.

The look he gave Xie Tan was filled with disdain, pity, and even a hint of subtle fear.

The housekeeper suddenly stopped the servant and said, "No need to pass the message. The master just said that the second young master does not need to go to the front hall, but to return to the Tanyuan to reflect on his mistakes. He is not allowed to leave without permission."

There was endless coldness and indifference in Xie Tan's eyes. Although he was only in his early twenties, he had a frightening cold aura. He ignored what he said and went straight to the backyard.

The cold wind swept through the corridor, and Xie Tan saw Xie Yunji standing under the eaves, flanked by a group of well-known young men from aristocratic families in the capital, like stars surrounding the moon.

He was about to avoid it when he heard a lot of discussion behind him:

“Brother Yunji, you still have to behave like a great Xie family and abide by your promise.”

"Brother Yunji, although I have to observe mourning for your mother and cannot marry, I have finally entered your Xie Mansion. Why didn't you tell us about it? This is... not giving us a chance to come and congratulate you."

"Over the years, so many noble ladies from aristocratic families have admired Brother Yunji. We all guessed who would be the one to marry him, but we didn't expect that Jiang Zhong was a man who did great things quietly. But... don't blame me for being nosy. If Princess Le Yi knew about this, she would be heartbroken."

Civil officials have always been reluctant to marry daughters of royal families.

The young man among the crowd stood tall and straight, with a folding fan waving in the wind, which could not hide his nobleness and elegance. His eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and his expression had the power to melt spring ice.

"Please be careful with your words. Madam Jiang has just passed away and is staying in my house temporarily. Please do not ruin her reputation."

Everyone suddenly fell silent. Xie Yunji followed their gaze and saw a green figure with snow-white hair in the opposite corridor.

"Brother?" He was a little surprised, but only for a moment, then he walked over with concern, "Today is the day you return home, why didn't you tell me in advance? I'll send a carriage to pick you up."

Xie Tan lowered his eyes, turned around and was about to leave.

"My dear brother, your elder brother is getting married, why is it that no one is interested in you?" A nobleman said with a smile, "You can't just go to those brothels to seek temporary pleasure. Although the girls there are beautiful, they are not worthy of your family."

"How can he be considered a member of the Xie family? Brother Wang, have you forgotten about him..."

Xie Yunji glanced at the man, and perhaps because his gaze was too sharp, the man immediately fell silent.

"Brother Yunji, we'll take our leave first."

The people around them also dispersed, and for a moment, there were only the two brothers in the corridor.

As the dark golden sky fell in the west, scattered rays of light shone through the diamond-shaped windows onto the two of them. Both of them looked like figures in a painting, with pine wind, water and moon. Xie Yunji already had a divine appearance, while at first glance, Xie Tan had a sharp and handsome face, which was even better than his.

But the rumors about him in the capital in recent years have forced this other Mr. Xie to be relegated to obscurity.

"Brother, don't take his words seriously. You offended him when you were young..." Xie Yunji consoled him.

"Oh, it's him. It seems that I didn't hit him lightly." Xie Tan smiled coldly and wantonly.

When Xie Tan was ten years old, he beat up a young man who spoke rudely at a spring banquet attended by all the nobles. He got so angry that he refused to let go no matter how much people tried to persuade him.

When people asked him the reason, he remained stubborn and kept silent.

The young master was so angry that he said that Xie Tan had gone insane. The rumor spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred. In the capital, the rumor about Xie Tan's insane became more and more rampant. In addition, Xie Tan had a cold and cruel personality, so three people could make a tiger. The rumor spread far and wide, and over the years, no one cared whether the rumor was true or not.

"Brother, you have grown up, why do you keep saying these childish angry words." Xie Yunji said helplessly, "Mom passed away suddenly, but I never thought that Lu Xun from the Dali Temple would wait until the mourning hall was removed before releasing you. Now I am afraid... there is no way to pay tribute to you."

"Madam Jiang just entered the mansion today. Although I cannot marry her right away, it is a foregone conclusion that she will be your sister-in-law in the future."

"She lives in the Fulan Courtyard at the back. Brother, don't get into any conflict with her."

Xie Tan ignored his words, his expression unchanged, his eyes fell on the jade purse hanging at his waist. The embroidery was exquisite, and although the color matching had avoided the vulgar red and green, it still looked gaudy on a noble man like Xie Yunji. It must have been done by that sister-in-law.

In a sophisticated family, young men and women who are engaged have to avoid seeing each other before the wedding. But this sister-in-law was so nice that she came directly to the door without going through the three letters and six ceremonials.

Xie Tan was disdainful in his heart but did not show it on his face. He nodded slightly in response and turned to leave.

*

As soon as the snow stopped, the huge Xie Mansion had already cleared the snow as if no snow had ever fallen.

The cold wind swept through the corridor. Song Nihuan walked slowly under the eaves, looking at the pavilions and towers in front of her. It was truly a changing scenery with every step. It was exquisite yet grand, worthy of being a century-old prestigious family.

She looked up at the grand entrance of Xie's house, still dazed. This was the third day since she was sent to Xie's house by the Jiang family.

I had prepared myself to be ignored. After all, I heard that it would not give a good reputation to a family that had just lost its daughter and still forced her to go there.

"I think it's not Madam Jiang's wish to marry into the Xie Mansion in such a hurry."

"My mother has just passed away, so I have no choice but to ask Madam Jiang to temporarily live in Xie's house as a distant cousin. I will be able to fulfill my engagement with you in a year."

"Don't worry, madam. During the mourning period, I will not do anything against you. Just stay here and be safe."

"If you find someone you love after one year, you can leave the house and this marriage contract will be invalid."

Three days ago, Xie Yunji was sitting at the table. He did not speak in a pretentious tone like those noble sons she met every day. He was calm and composed, and his attitude was very humble.

She thought, this is what people call a gentleman, a man with a confident demeanor.

Gentleman's words made Song Nihuan feel like spring breeze. In terms of status, it was undoubtedly the Jiang family who climbed up, and in terms of grievances, he should be the one who felt the most wronged. It was obviously the Jiang family who had an ugly way of eating, but he kept silent about it between the lines, and even helped her out and eased her embarrassment.

"Everything will be arranged by you, sir." She lowered her eyes and said.

"My surname is Xie, and my given name is Yunji." He always had a faint smile on his face when he spoke. "Since my lady has entered the mansion, you don't have to call me Master anymore. I am six years older than my lady Jiang, and my nickname is Ziche. If my lady doesn't mind, you can call me Ziche..."

Song Nihuan's mind exploded. She didn't expect that the Jiang family was married to the Xie family, and the real Xie Yunji became her future husband by accident!

In the past, she would never have been able to marry into such a family, and she wouldn't even have dared to think about it.

Before in Furaoting, I just wanted to use the power of Xie family to solve the temporary difficulties... I never dared to think that I would suddenly become Xie Yunji's future wife!

He looked at Song Nihuan's sudden panic, with a smile on his lips, and the expectation in his eyes seemed to have been planned for a long time.

She raised her eyes to look at him. How could such a banished immortal... become her future husband without her knowing?

Song Nihuan concealed her shock and said softly, "My name is Jiang Yao, you can call me by my nickname, Nihuan."

She didn't know whether she did it intentionally or unintentionally, but she revealed her real name to him.

Then she handed him the purse she had prepared earlier. Purses have always been a token of affection between men and women. But for Ni Huan, it was just a trick to please him.

Unexpectedly, Xie Yunji actually hung the purse around his waist in front of her.

……

The cold wind blew into her fox fur cloak, and the maid's reminder startled her from her trance.

"The eldest son is back."

Song Nihuan looked up and saw Xie Yunji who had just walked in from the moon cave door.

He was still wearing his official uniform, probably having just come from court. He had a leather belt tied around his waist and stood tall and slender.

It was the first time she saw him in official uniform.

Xie Yunji is a modest gentleman who always wears light-colored robes at home.

Now his gentleness has been restrained, and he has the sharpness and edges that are unique to young talents.

But the moment he saw her, his expression softened.

"Is cousin Ni Huan waiting for me?"

"I just happened to run into Brother Zi Che leaving court."

The corners of Xie Yunji's lips curled up, as if he was very pleased with her address.

He casually took off his right-angled bun and handed it to the attendant, then took a half step forward, and said in a gentle voice with great discretion, "Is my cousin enjoying herself in the mansion?"

"I haven't had time to go yet. And the mansion is too big. I'm afraid I won't be able to find my way back if I wander too far." Song Nihuan said a little embarrassedly.

What she said was indeed the truth. The Xie Mansion was deep and secluded, and she had just arrived and did not want to trouble the maids, not to mention that these maids looked down on her.

I don't know when the snow started falling again.

Xie Yunji took the umbrella from the servant Xie Ming, walked to Song Nihuan, and said with a gentle smile: "I'll go shopping with you."

Xie Ming was a child born in a family. He had been with Xie Yunji since he was a child. He could usually understand what his master meant with just a glance from Xie Yunji. Because Xie Yunji was a refined young man, Xie Ming was also able to read and write under the influence of him, and was tainted with a bit of the nobleness of a young man.

Looking at Xie Yunji at this moment, Xie Ming knew that the young master was very satisfied with his fiancée, because the young master liked cleanliness and never wanted to share objects with others. Even if others had touched them, they would be thrown away and burned.

The Xie family is large, and every New Year's Day the entire family would go together to worship their ancestors. It was inevitable that the elders would touch the young man's clothes. After returning, the young man was reluctant to take off his outer robe by himself.

Xie Ming put the cloak on the young master, pursed his lips, and was so happy. He didn't care what the cousin's background was. The young master should have found someone of his own at this age.

Xie Yunji is much taller than Song Nihuan, and a calm scholarly aura surrounds Song Nihuan.

Song Nihuan nodded, and the two of them quickly disappeared into the falling snow.

The two walked side by side, and out of the corner of her eye she saw him tilt his umbrella towards her.

His shoulders were flat and broad, and half of them were soon covered with snow.

She had no choice but to move closer to him.

The courtyard is covered with snow, and one can quietly enjoy the vastness of the white world.

The two walked almost all over the Xie Mansion in the snow. When they arrived at the ancestral hall, the white soul flags were still hanging in the hall because Old Madam Xie was in mourning.

At some point the wind blew the Soul Flag to the point of it almost falling off. Xie Yunji reached out his hand to straighten it. When he leaned over, there was a look of nonchalant contempt in his eyes. When he stood up, his expression was normal, without any sign of abnormality.

"The ancestral hall is cold and gloomy. Let's go somewhere else."

The wind and snow grew stronger in the corridor, and she felt a little cold. She had just arrived at the Xie Mansion and was not even living under someone else's roof. The clothes that the Jiang family had brought her were not particularly warm, and she was too embarrassed to ask the maid for thick clothes. What she was wearing was too thin, and she had been walking in the snow for a long time, so she could only shiver in silence.

He suddenly lowered his head and reached out his hand towards Song Nihuan as if to touch her face.

The warm breath was blowing against her ears, and she couldn't help but blush, but she didn't understand why. She looked at him in surprise with a pair of dark, clear eyes.

He was completely unaware of this, and carefully brushed off the snow on her fur collar, then motioned for her to take the umbrella.

Song Nihuan didn't understand why, so she reached out to take it. The warm wooden handle of the umbrella still had his residual warmth.

The next moment, he untied his cloak and wrapped her tightly, tied her fur collar, took the umbrella, and said with a smile: "It's not cold now, let's go."