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

After coming out of Yuji Palace, Song Nihuan felt like she was reborn.

In spring, the vest inside got wet and stuck to the wound, which was very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the executioner was careful yesterday, so the wound only looked scary but did not hurt anyone inside.

The two of them walked down the jade steps together. Xie Yunji tried to support her several times, but Song Nihuan avoided him calmly.

The supervisor was leading the way in front, and Xie Yunji wanted to say something but couldn't.

Just after we passed the Imperial Lake and arrived at the Zhenshun Gate, we heard Xie Yunji say, "Thank you for seeing me off, eunuch."

The supervisor understood what he meant, nodded, and turned back.

"Ni Huan, what's wrong with you?" He pulled her to the corridor at the side and asked anxiously.

Song Nihuan had no choice but to look at him. He was darker and thinner than when he left, and looked much more capable.

He looked at her with eyes full of affection, the kind of affection that made it hard to tell whether it was real or not.

The sun was hanging high in the sky at noon, so hot that it made people dizzy. She had missed this face for a long time, but now he was in front of her, yet she felt he was still so far away.

Maybe she never approached him.

She took a step back, turned her back and continued walking forward, "There are many people in the palace, thank you, sir..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw a scarlet skirt decorated with feathers at the corner of the palace in front of him. It was...Pinga Fuyu? !

He is the only one who can wear it like this.

There were sounds of collision and stumbling, as if he was arguing with someone. Song Nihuan suddenly remembered why he said those things to her last night.

Why do you help her with everything?

As if possessed by a ghost, she took a few steps forward and heard a voice:

"You'd better keep those things to yourself, Princess... Otherwise, my house is still in need of a mistress."

Before he finished speaking, Pinga Fuyu turned around, with a cold look on his beautiful face. The person whose wrist he was holding tightly was actually Princess Le Yi!

The moment their eyes met, Pinga Fu Yu returned to his usual dissolute appearance, and without looking away he dragged Le Yi past Song Nihuan and Xie Yunji.

"How dare you! Let me go! Brother Ziche, have you seen the emperor?" Le Yi couldn't move when she saw Xie Yunji. She struggled to break free from Pinga Fuyu and said hesitantly, "There's nothing between him and me!"

Without even raising his eyelids, Xie Yunji said, "What happens between the princess and Junior Prime Minister Pinga has nothing to do with me."

Pinga Fuyu shook her head and said, "My princess has such a cruel heart. Are you going to cut off all ties with me now?"

But his hand did not loosen at all and held Le Yi's wrist tightly.

Le Yi glared at him, "How dare you! If you dare to treat me like this again, I will report you to the Queen Mother. Don't think I don't know what you did. If the Queen Mother knew how you caused chaos in the palace, would you still be alive?"

"That's right, I've caused chaos in the palace and have been involved with the princess." He smiled and said happily, "Let's go and talk to the Queen Mother."

Le Yi was so anxious that she wanted to cry, and went to see Xie Yunji, but found that he was holding Song Nihuan's hand, and his eyes were all on her. He noticed that when she looked at him, his eyes were as cold as ice and snow, full of warning.

"Let's go, the palace gate is over there." Xie Yunji reminded.

Song Nihuan nodded and pulled her hand out of his, "I have something to ask Pingjia Shaocheng."

Unexpectedly, Pinga Fuyu sneered and said, "I have nothing to say to the young lady, so hurry up and leave the palace with your husband!"

Song Nihuan said: "I have something to tell you."

How could Pingjia Fuyu not know what she wanted to say? Zuo Shishi finally reacted and wanted to ask him why he helped her and why he kept it a secret for her.

But he couldn't say.

He is already like this, arrogant, dissolute and notorious.

I can't let her have anything to do with me anymore.

Now she is the young lady of the Xie family, which is an excellent destination for her.

But there was a person named Le Yi who was bothering him, so he solved the problem for her.

"Oh, when did Madam Xie become so familiar with Junior Prime Minister Pingjia? How come they weren't entangled enough during those days of embroidering the longevity picture? They even flirted with each other in the palace." Le Yi said.

Pinga Fuyu let out a sigh.

"Bah, is that sensible talk? Don't you understand how I feel about you? Why are you jealous? Do you think I can get close to anyone? Come on, follow me to the Queen Mother to plead your case!" He pretended to be distressed and tried to pull Le Yi's wrist, but when she refused, he whispered something in her ear.

As expected, what he said was very effective. Le Yi seemed to have been touched on a sore spot, and reluctantly followed him into the palace.

Xie Yunji looked at Song Nihuan, her eyes always following the pink jade.

He just felt a tightness in his chest. Could it be that she was tempted by that guy's beauty?

He came over and took her hand and walked out, "Go home."

"I can walk by myself," she said.

However, he did not let go, "If you don't want me to carry you, just be obedient."

Hearing him say this, Song Nihuan had no choice but to let him lead the way.

Just now, I noticed that there was indeed a difference between him and the princess.

She glanced at him quietly, a handsome man with a graceful figure, who was clear and upright when he talked about state affairs in the palace just now. Who would not like him? The maids in the mansion and the noble ladies of Yunjing, if you ask them if they like Xie Yunji, no one will say they don't like him.

But how could he...how could he like someone other than her?

Thinking of this, she felt really uncomfortable.

People in the world ask women not to be jealous and ask them to take concubines for their husbands, which is really against human ethics.

When there is love in her heart, she develops a possessive desire. Love cannot be shared with others, and she only wants to have him all to herself.

So I followed him back to Xie's house.

Xie Yunji went to the upper room.

Now that a traveler has returned home and experienced such a big thing, it is only right for him to talk to his father about his feelings, just like he did when he returned from his travels in the past.

But Xie Yunji had never felt so bored before. He told his father everything he had seen along the way, the obstacles in building the canal, how to overcome the obstacles, and his plan with the Sixth Prince.

As expected, my father kept saying the same old things.

As for the construction of the canal, it is an achievement that will benefit generations to come. This achievement is not just due to him alone, and it is even less likely that it will be due to the Sixth Prince alone.

Because it is impossible to accomplish this task in one or two generations.

It is really short-sighted to use the political achievements of building the canal as a weight to determine one's future stance.

Perhaps this trip to Danzhou was too different from my previous trips. All my experiences and observations in the previous trips were positive and beautiful, but this time, I really delved into the deepest cancer buried in Dazhao.

Building the canal, in a broader sense, will benefit future generations; in a narrower sense, for each individual, it may mean the loss of their homes, heavy corvee labor, or unknown misfortunes.

People are selfish. He does not blame the people who blocked the construction of the canal. Their vision is limited and they can only think of their own interests.

But as he looked at his father's seemingly shrewd and calculating appearance, he vaguely felt that he was the same.

The world seemed to have peeled off a veil, and Xie Yunji finally recognized himself.

He didn't want to be a powerful official, nor did he want to compete for the credit of following the emperor. He just wanted to do something with what he had learned.

He is not cold-hearted by nature, he just has been waiting for Song Nihuan.

Thinking of her cold and indifferent appearance, his heart tightened. Was she angry with him? Or was she bewitched by the Pinga Fuyu?

But the relationship between the Pinga Fuyu and him was clearly not like that...

"Okay, go back and see your wife." Mr. Xie looked at his son's thoughtful expression and said, "She has had a hard time these days."