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

Xie Yunji went to get the board and returned to Xie Mansion with a pale face. When he saw Song Nihuan who was anxiously waiting at the door of Xie Mansion, the corners of his lips twitched and he fell into her arms.

There was a floor heating in the room, it was warm as spring, snowflakes were floating outside the window, and a wintersweet was in full bloom.

After the young man took off his clothes, his strong muscles were exposed. His cold white skin was torn and flesh was exposed. It was unbearable to look at him, so he had to lie prone on the bed.

His face was tired and pale, but it couldn't hide his handsomeness. He endured the pain and pulled her, saying gently: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

Song Nihuan couldn't stop feeling guilty. If she hadn't wanted to escape, he wouldn't have to suffer this. But she really didn't expect that he would stand up for her.

But if he knew that she was not the real Jiang Yao, would he regret what he did today?

"Come closer, you are sitting so far away, how can I wipe your tears?" Xie Yunji said with a smile.

Song Nihuan obediently sat closer to him, wiped the hypocritical tears from her face, and looked up to meet Xie Yunji's gentle eyes. Even though he had suffered such an injury, he was still well-spoken and made people feel like spring breeze.

"It's my fault. I came too late and didn't take good care of you."

"No..." She stared at him deeply, "Why do you have to suffer for me?"

Xie Yunji propped up his arm and tried to get up, but the pain from touching the wound made him sweat. Ni Huan quickly reached out to support him and gently laid him down.

He grabbed her arm and said calmly, "You are my fiancée. It's okay for a husband to suffer for his wife. But... I'm afraid this injury won't heal in a short time. I'll have to trouble Ni Huan to take care of you these days."

After saying that, he caught a glimpse of her blushing face.

"Don't move. I'll be staying with you these days. Call me if you have any problem. Lie down first. The wound has opened again. I'll call the doctor right away." She said, then wiped her tears and ran out.

The eyes of the usually upright and gentle man were dark and unpredictable, and there was a faint smile on his lips.

The Sixth Prince Xiao Shen and him already had a secret personal relationship, and he was even more of a hidden knife in the other party's path to succession. Even if he admitted his guilt, the other party would not really sentence him to death.

Although he was injured, he managed to keep her.

Besides, after what happened, she shouldn't want to escape from him anymore, right?

The wound suddenly twitched in pain, and the handsome young man frowned, but a smile appeared at the corner of his lips, and the excitement in his eyes was as if he was facing a prey about to fall into a trap.

This woman is really interesting.

*

Xie Yunji recovered from his injury until the end of the year. At the end of the year, all the officials presented congratulatory messages and memorials to the emperor, but Xie Yunji could not get out of bed.

Song Nihuan felt extremely guilty and for a moment she had no intention of thinking about leaving Xie's house.

She lived with him all day, and at first they slept on separate beds at night.

But sometimes he needed to turn over at night, but because she was sleeping on the eight-immortals couch next to him and it was inconvenient to wake her up, he endured it himself. For many days, the wound had not healed well.

He also didn't like other people getting close to him. According to Xie Ming, the servant beside him, Xie Yunji didn't even have a maidservant who served him in the same room with him. Apart from Xie Ming, there was no one else who served him closely.

Song Nihuan was very shocked. In such a family, usually when the man is about 14 years old, they will arrange for an older maid to teach him etiquette and serve him closely. But Xie Yunji is 22 years old and he doesn't have a concubine? He doesn't even have a personal maid!

……

When Song Nihuan was the only daughter of an official, her father and brother had several good-looking and obedient maids in their rooms.

She was ignorant at that time, but later she understood what was going on after entering the brothel. She also saw that the patrons in front of her, even those noble literati, had to visit prostitutes for pleasure.

What she thought was normal was completely broken by Xie Yunji.

He was indeed a rare good man in the world, who gave up the natural rights given to men by society. There have been only a few such men for thousands of years, and the few who have appeared have been written into storybooks for unmarried women to covet.

Unexpectedly, she met such a good man...

After thinking it over again and again, she decided to sleep on the same bed with him, but there was a large space between them and a folded quilt.

She always thought she had a good sleeping posture, but many mornings she found herself pushing Xie Yunji to the edge of the bed. Although he was not strong, he had a big frame. He curled up on the edge of the bed, motionless, and looked very pitiful.

Song Nihuan thought about this and unconsciously thought of what happened yesterday...

It was daybreak, the snow had just stopped after a night of snowing. Snowflakes condensed into frost flowers under the eaves, and silver frost fell in the breeze. The snow fell silently, and she slept particularly soundly.

In the dimness, she felt a burning gaze enveloping her, and then a deep kiss fell between her eyebrows...

His lips were soft and gentle.

He sighed softly, "When will you understand my feelings?"

Her mind gradually became clear, but she didn't understand what Xie Yunji was thinking. How could a man like him, as gentle as the breeze and bright as the moon, be willing to marry a woman who clung to the powerful?

She didn't dare wake up and had to pretend to be asleep.

*

Xie Yunji's actions in the hunting ground made everyone in the capital see clearly his affection for the daughter of this minor official.

No matter how Jiang Tongpan's career progressed, he was always grateful and grateful. He was in mourning for his stepmother, and even though he loved this woman, he still maintained a humble and gentlemanly demeanor. He was both honest and upright, fearless in the face of danger, and domineering to protect his wife...

Many women from aristocratic families beat their chests and stamped their feet, hating themselves for not taking the initiative. But someone vaguely remembered that the emperor had granted Xie Yunji a marriage.

"Have you ever been granted marriage?"

Song Nihuan and Xie Yunji were drinking tea and watching the snow in the corridor, and she couldn't help but ask curiously.

Xie Yunji lowered his eyes and put down the document in his hand. He seemed to be somewhat pleased, and the corners of his mouth curled up imperceptibly. Is she... jealous?

"The emperor did arrange a marriage for me before. It was with Princess Leyi. At that time, I had just won the first place in the imperial examination. Officials and families still have the elegant custom of choosing a son-in-law from the list, and the emperor is no exception."

Song Nihuan's eyes moved slightly. He was actually the top scholar?

In Song Nihuan's opinion, although there are always top three, third, and fourth place winners in the novels, in reality most of them are mediocre people who only become scholars when they are nearly 40 years old.

The top scholar... is a real literary star. Scholars have to look up to people like them. Not to mention the top scholar of the golden exam, they are like the sun in the sky, someone that people look up to.

And this legendary number one scholar turned out to be her future husband?

She came back to her senses and stared at Xie Yunji, who was young and handsome, with a scholarly air between his brows.

It seems that there are too many good names and stories about him, and his title of top scholar was completely overshadowed by his other brilliance.

She thought again of the carefree girl in the hunting ground, who was indeed worthy of him.

"Princess Le Yi is the daughter of Prince Lu. Prince Lu's lineage is weak, and now there is only this one daughter. His Majesty intends to let Xie family and the clan members form a Qin-Jin relationship. It is obvious that, firstly, it is to promote Xie family and show that His Majesty does not value military power over literature. Secondly, it is also to appease the royal clan members."

As he narrated, the scene of the palace banquet at that time seemed to appear before my eyes, the congratulations of the crowd, the fertile land, gold and silver rewarded by the emperor, and countless honors were right in front of me.

However, he suddenly knelt down in the hall amid everyone's congratulations and refused the imperial order.

"Then, why did this marriage... not take place?"

Song Nihuan knew that if the emperor granted the marriage, she could completely ignore her engagement with Minister Jiang.

He stood up and walked to her side. The snow on the eaves suddenly fell down. When the wind blew, the fine snow flakes danced, shining silver.

"I have informed your Majesty that I already have someone in my heart."

The hall was completely silent, and no one could react for a moment. Was this newly crowned number one scholar... refusing the marriage proposal?

The emperor was a person who never showed his emotions, so when he heard him say this, he did not argue too much. He must have known that upright civil officials were always unwilling to associate with members of the royal family. If he didn't want to, even the emperor could not force him to marry.

The rank of the editor in the Hanlin Academy was not high, but he was noble and honorable, often appeared before the emperor, and it was easy for him to enter the cabinet. It was almost a visible track for his promotion.

Since then, everyone thought that Xie Yunji looked down on Princess Lechang and that he was just refusing in the hall. Otherwise, why had he been alone for four years and not married?

Unexpectedly, overnight, he kept his promise and married the daughter of a demoted minor official.

He also took the blame for his fiancée in public.

In a short time, Xie Yunji became famous, and there were more good things to say about him on the streets.

Song Nihuan was still in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking about, her fair face looking confused and dazed.

Xie Yunji lowered his eyes to look at her and reached out his hand to hold hers, but she instinctively avoided him, and his bony hand just froze in the air.

After a moment, he dropped his hand and stared at her with a pair of deep eyes, revealing a bit of hurt.

"Ni Huan doesn't understand my feelings?"

Song Nihuan's heart was in a mess. How could such a handsome man fall into her hands?

No, his confession was not to her, but to Miss Jiang who had turned into a fragrant soul!

They must have known each other since childhood. Later, Miss Jiang was demoted to Ningzhou along with her father, and this pair of talented men and beautiful women were separated.

After not seeing each other for many years, if he knew that she was not Jiang Yao but just a fake, how would he treat her! ?

"You like me...but you don't like me?" He suppressed the surging emotions in his heart and asked this question tentatively.

He never did anything without confidence, but he was particularly anxious about trying to gauge her feelings.

She looked at his uneasy look, feeling guilty. She almost wanted to confess to him, but she didn't know where to start. After a long while, she could only utter a few words: "No, it's not..."

"So that means you like me?" Xie Yunji raised the corners of his lips slightly, with expectation in his eyes, "You like me, right?"

The young man leaned over and stared at her, as if he wanted a definite answer, "Right?"

She should like him. Is there any woman in Beijing who doesn't like Xie Yunji?

Besides, he has been pretending very well these days and treating her with all his heart, how could she not like him?

Ni Huan closed her eyes and suppressed the thousands of thoughts in her mind. She thought that if the young lady of the Jiang family saw a boy as bright as the moon, she would definitely be happy, right?

So she raised her head and met his gentle gaze. His face was extremely handsome, but through it, she suddenly thought of the young man with silver hair...

How could I think of him?

Song Nihuan quickly drove away the random thoughts in her mind and nodded to Xie Yunji.

Before she could say anything else, he leaned over and hugged her.

His breath was slightly warm as it passed by her ears: "I have liked you for a long time, Ni Huan."

He held her tighter.