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

The entire long street was packed with people, and the bonfire burning to the west of Yunjing almost lit up half the sky.

Da Zhao was an unshakable behemoth for the surrounding small countries. The quietly rising Xiya Kingdom seemed to have aroused the people's desire to win. With the mentality of watching the fun, cheering and cheering, they surrounded the execution platform.

There are just too many people.

There were many people watching the fun, and there were also many prisoners waiting to be beheaded.

There were faint sounds of loud screams and howls.

The Xie family's coachman opened the carriage curtain a little and said in panic, "Sir, we are completely blocked. There is an execution going on ahead. We can't turn around. We can't get through for a while."

Not only is it impossible to get through, but it will be troublesome if we are hit by refugees.

The flickering lights illuminated the young lady's face in the carriage, revealing fear despite trying to appear calm.

She had never seen anyone being murdered before, and when she thought that someone was being murdered not far away, she felt terrified and panicked.

In fact, it’s not just beheadings and murders that terrify me, but also my own family many years ago…

These painful memories were sealed away, but were brought to the surface by such an opportunity.

Her whole body was trembling slightly.

Her father is innocent, but how are she, her mother and her brother not innocent?

Xie Yunji held Song Nihuan's hand and said nonchalantly, "Don't be afraid. Those people deserved it."

There was a look of condescension in his words, as if apart from the forty rebels, the other two hundred-odd lives were just ants not worth mentioning.

Song Nihuan looked back at his gentle profile and sighed almost imperceptibly.

After all, she couldn't empathize with him, just like she couldn't empathize with him many times.

But as long as the two of them want to be together, these are not problems.

She is willing to hide her joys, sorrows, anger and happiness.

Suddenly, the noise outside became more intense, with the sound of hurried footsteps and shouts, and a constant stream of exclamations not far away.

"What happened?" Xie Yunji asked.

The driver was still in shock and said, "Sir, I don't know who fell first in the front. People fell down one after another and now they are running for their lives in panic, rushing towards us!"

"Sir, let's abandon the car and run first!"

"Run? Run in the opposite direction of Xie Mansion? Or run with these people and get squeezed away?" He shouted, but he knew clearly that if he still waited in the carriage, those panicked people would come and squeeze into the carriage.

If there are more people taking advantage of the situation...

At this moment, someone knocked on the car window three times, and the man said calmly, "Is that Xie Hanlin in the car?"

"That's right." Xie Yunji asked suspiciously, "What can I do for you, Excellency?"

"My master's car is in the alley next to him. He invited Hanlin and his wife to ride with him. It's too chaotic now, so it's better to leave this place first." The person outside said, "My master Hanlin is familiar with the person who lives in Fuyu Terrace."

Xie Yunji's face turned serious, and he felt disgusted in his heart. He was also familiar with her... He was indeed good at dancing with long sleeves.

However, under the current circumstances, getting on Pinga Fuyu's carriage was the best option, so he responded and protected Song Nihuan through the not-so-crowded crowd into the alley.

There was a thin wisp of smoke in the alley, and the imperial golden bell hanging high on the carriage was shining brightly in the smoke.

This honor belongs only to one person.

Pinga floating jade...

Everyone knows people with bad reputations.

The carriage curtain decorated with pearls and jade was lifted by a white and slender hand, and a youthful face appeared.

His long black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and his hair was tied loosely in a bun with a jade hairpin inserted in it. The luxurious and gorgeous carriage curtains made his face look breathtaking.

He has a kind of seductive femininity, and also looks like a handsome boy who has secretly grown up in the neighborhood, which makes people completely defenseless.

He laughed lazily and said, "Why don't you come up quickly?"

In the carriage.

The man who was originally lazy and indifferent was now looking at Song Nihuan carefully and attentively, his slender eyes slightly narrowed, his gaze unrestrained and pure.

Song Nihuan felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, but it wasn't that she hated him either. The beauty of the young man in front of her, whose gender-neutral beauty made her feel a natural affinity for beautiful things.

It's the kind of intimacy that easily makes people let down their guard.

"Thank you, Junior Prime Minister Pingjia, for the rescue." Xie Yunji said, calmly blocking Song Nihuan behind him.

Pinga Fu Yu can be said to be a person who has been at the center of controversy in Yunjing in the past two years.

Unlike Xie Yunji's fame, he is notorious.

He was originally a hostage sent by the country of Puli to Dazhao. Pingjia was the surname of the king of the country of Puli.

Other hostages were cautious and just wanted to survive, but this hostage was completely different. He acted arrogantly. He relied on his good looks and many connections to run rampant in the palace, and even asked for a position as the Junior Secretary of the Honglu Temple.

The noble ladies in Yunjing avoided such a man, but the royal family members and nobles were his guests of honor.

Everyone thought that he didn't like women, but some time ago, there was a ridiculous news that he seduced the daughter of the Censorate's family.

I thought this guy would be put in jail, but within a few days he was still wearing flowers and walking around the streets, indulging in poetry and wine. When someone asked him about the daughter of the Censorate, he said, "She cried and begged me for her, what could I do?"

His mysterious lover would never let him marry.

Sure enough, the matter disappeared.

Anyone would find such a person, looking at someone else's wife like that, disgusting.

Just as Xie Yunji was about to get angry, he heard the young man say, "Young Master Xie, why are you so distant? What's the name of Junior Prime Minister Pingjia? Why are you calling me so distant? Just call me Fu Yu!" He smiled, his eyes still fixed on Song Nihuan, "We have met this sister before."

"Ah?" Song Nihuan asked in surprise, "I have never seen you, sir."

"Oh, what do you mean by 'senior'? You call me old." He laughed, his expression showing obvious disappointment. "That day at the Spring Festival Banquet at Madam Liu's mansion, sister, you didn't notice me?"

After saying this, he looked down at himself in disbelief, then pulled out a silver-threaded mother-of-pearl mirror from his sleeve and said angrily, "Am I so unnoticeable?"

Pinga Fuyu held up her chin and looked at herself in the mirror, saying nonchalantly, "Yes, I am equally beautiful as Master Xie. Madam, with Master Xie, how can she look at others? It is said that the emperor loved Master Xie's appearance and almost gave him the title of third place. If it weren't for Master Xie's brilliant literary talent..."

He seemed to suddenly think of something, sat up, leaned forward, looked at Song Nihuan with interest and asked: "Madam, who is more beautiful, me or Lord Xie?"

Song Nihuan was very surprised by his familiar behavior and didn't know how to answer for a moment. Thinking back carefully, she was completely troubled by the poor quality of her own paintings that day in Madam Liu's house and didn't notice whether he was among the guests.

Now he asked her such a question, and his persistent and nervous look seemed as if he was listening to her pronouncement on life and death...

"I..." She opened her mouth, not knowing how to answer.

The beauty of the Pinga floating jade is indistinguishable between male and female, pure and seductive, with a dangerous temptation.

Xie Yunji was obviously a young man from an aristocratic family, with a noble and gentle demeanor that came from someone who had never experienced any setbacks.

She looked at Xie Yunji as if asking for help.