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

It was not difficult for someone like him who often moved around in the palace and was good at socializing to do something for the Jiang family.

He was far less on thin ice than she thought.

There are many things that he doesn't need to do personally.

But she was so concerned that he felt confused, and he felt very happy about it.

Xie Yunji gazed at her with a smile in his eyes. He was surprised that an orphan who had been involved in pleasure in her early years could have such long-term and prudent ideas.

What made him feel relieved was that those cruel words she said at that time were just for show and were made up to fool Jiang!

Song Nihuan had heard some rumors about the officialdom of Dazhao when she was in Fu Rao Courtyard, and she continued, "Your Highness has already been envied by many people for passing the imperial examinations. He is also the youngest Hanlin, and often walks before the emperor. He seems glamorous, but in fact he is in the center of the storm. Now it happens to be a time of trouble to establish a crown prince, and the interests of all parties are entangled. He cannot make a wrong step."

Seeing that he just smiled but didn't say anything, Song Nihuan felt a little nervous and said carefully: "If what I said is wrong, please forgive me, sir."

Xie Yunji frowned slightly and pretended to be serious and said, "You can't say that. What you said makes sense, but there is one thing I think is wrong."

"What?" she asked.

"You and I are already married, why do you still call me Master?" His eyebrows and eyes spread into a romantic smile, and he leaned closer to her with a burning gaze, "Are you dissatisfied with your husband?"

Her face suddenly turned red, and she said angrily: "You, you ask even though you already know the answer. How could I be dissatisfied with you? I told you my feelings last night..."

Xie Yunji raised his eyebrows, "Then what should you call me?"

"…husband."

Xie Yunji smiled and held her in his arms, feeling a satisfaction and joy he had never felt before.

It’s nice to have no barriers like this.

He knew how much he longed for her in his heart. He was not a self-disciplined person. There was a gloomy and bloodthirsty beast lurking in his heart, which would jump out at any time and tear off his hypocritical mask.

Will she be afraid then? Will she still like him as much as she does now?

Thinking more deeply, is it really him that she likes?

He smelled the sweet fragrance unique to a girl on her, and thought with melancholy that if she liked his gentleness and his gentlemanly demeanor, he would be willing to do his best to pretend.

Her red lips were full and soft, and she kissed him gently, a little shyly.

His smile became even more intense. No one spoke, but affection flowed in the air.

After a while, he gently moved and placed a soft pillow under her waist, saying, "Mother Jiang... wants five thousand taels of silver, just give it to her. You should thank them for coming to my side. As for the matter of donating an official position, you told me today, and I will have an idea in my mind. If my father-in-law talks to you about this matter again, just let him come to me directly."

Song Nihuan thought about it and said, "Okay."

He really liked the way Song Nihuan looked at him. It was full of dependence, joy, and a little silly. He scratched her nose and asked, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

"You are handsome." She said as a matter of course. He is so handsome, it would be strange if you don't like to look at him!

Then he felt that what he said was too bold, so he blushed and looked away.

He lifted her chin, his chest filled with satisfied tenderness. He kissed her on the lips and said with a smile, "It's okay. Look, Ni Huan, this is not the first time you look at me like this."

He leaned over again and held her in his arms, whispering something in her ear. His breath was so warm that the tips of her ears turned red.

He said, “You can look wherever you want.”

*

Xie Yunji has indeed been a bit busy recently.

But he would no longer deliberately ignore her. He would rush back after finishing his shift at the Hanlin Academy and even bring the documents he wanted to read into his room.

I haven't been to Shuyu Mountain House for several days.

In the evening, after bathing, Xie Yunji changed into clean underwear, blew out the candles, lay down beside his wife, held her in his arms and rested her head on his arms.

The moonlight just fell into the tent, covering the two people's beautiful faces with a veil of tenderness and ambiguity.

The tent formed a small private world, and both of them had faint smiles on their faces.

Song Nihuan secretly looked at him and found that he was actually not like Master Xie. His eyebrows and expression were more noble and elegant, and he should be similar to the late Princess Qinghe.

He also observed her. She looked different from before she got married. Her bangs were combed up, revealing her smooth forehead, and her hair was usually done in a woman's style.

She looks steady and dignified, but in fact her eyes are still sparkling, with the innocence and agility of a girl.

She was still a complete girl.

"Does your stomach still hurt?" He kissed her forehead.

He wanted to be close to her since the first time he saw her.

Xie Yunji has always scoffed at things like love at first sight, but he never expected that he would go through such a shallow and childish thing so thoroughly.

The first time he saw her leaning against Xie Tan, he wanted to snatch her away. Now that he thinks about it, it was love at first sight.

She was now, at last, his wife.

But he became afraid, afraid that she would know what he had done, afraid that she would know that he liked her too much, and afraid that his desire for her would offend her.

Song Nihuan raised her eyes and saw his elegant and handsome features. She blushed and lowered her head. "It doesn't hurt anymore, but it's not yet..."

He nodded, his slender fingers caressed her cheek tenderly, and sighed: "Silly, that's not what I meant."

"We are husband and wife, and husband and wife are more than just in bed, how could I only think about this?"

Xie Yunji is so nice, how can there be such a nearly perfect person...

She fell upon his chest, feeling both grateful and ashamed.

The next morning, Xie Yunji had already left.

After Song Nihuan became a young lady, she should have paid her respects to her mother-in-law every day. However, Wei was young and didn't want to bear the burden, so she said she had a headache and a fever, and avoided the embarrassing greetings for both of them.

Xie's mansion is very large, and the rockery is nothing. There is even a whole real hill. People can spend a whole day wandering in the mountain. Sitting on the rugged rocks, there is quite a bit of wild fun in the secluded valley.

You don't have to pay respects to your mother-in-law, and your husband loves you, so your life should be too comfortable.

She feels that she has gained weight in recent days.

But early this morning, Madam Wei sent someone to ask her to come over for breakfast. She was not a slow-witted person and knew that there must be something to tell her.

Mrs. Wei was very distressed. After all, Mr. Xie was old and wanted a grandson after marrying a daughter-in-law.

It is true that it takes time to conceive a child, but how can they have a grandchild if they haven't even had sex?

Mr. Xie asked her to give some advice to the young couple.

Mrs. Wei didn't dare to give Xie Yunji any advice. It was inappropriate for a young stepmother like her to say such things to her stepson.

After much thought, I can only talk to Song Nihuan.

Mrs. Wei was also puzzled. They were so close before they got married, so why did they treat each other so politely after they got married?

She was no longer a virgin. She suddenly thought of something and quickly found a place to sit down, holding her chest with a handkerchief. "Oh my God... Could it be that he, he is impotent?"

Madam Wei's personal maid lowered her voice and asked, "Who is impotent? Madam, are you talking about the master?"

"What master? You were on duty at night and couldn't you hear how he tortured me?" Madam Wei said angrily, "I'm talking about the young master! Young Master!"

The old woman was also very surprised, but she figured it out after thinking about it. Xie Yunji was almost 24 years old and had just taken a break from getting married. He might have some hidden illness!

"Oh, how should I start this?" Mrs. Wei said embarrassedly.