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

The first night in the mountains was cold and gray.

The candle flame was flickering in the cold wind that squeezed in through the cracks in the door and windows.

Song Nihuan huddled in the thin bedding, still shivering uncontrollably.

It's spring now, but the nights in the mountains are still so cold, and I'm still sweating in the midday heat.

She wanted to ask Shuanghua to find a few more quilts, but Shuanghua went to bed early, and she could hear Shuanghua's even breathing through the narrow wall.

Song Nihuan frowned and tried to curl herself up as much as possible to keep warm.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door, "Young Madam, open the door."

"Who are you?" She was shocked. The lights were off, so how come there was still someone walking around?

"Send a blanket to my wife. It's even colder in the mountains in the second half of the night."

The voice sounded strange, and Song Nihuan seemed to be frozen stupid and didn't think much about it, so she got out of bed and opened the door. Unexpectedly, she saw the face of Pinga Fuyu!

"Do I imitate her like a woman?" He pinched his throat and asked, "Do I look like a woman?"

Song Nihuan looked at him in surprise, and then stuck her head out to look around, "How did you find yourself here? What are you doing here?!"

"I just told you that I'm going to bring you a quilt! Why don't you invite me in? It wouldn't be good if others saw us." He said with a smile.

Song Nihuan had no choice but to pull him in and looked at him with resentment.

Pinga Fuyu ignored her gaze and spread the quilts on her bed. As he spread the quilts on his shoulders, he said, "Are you cold? Are you cold in your heart and body?"

"… Did Junior Prime Minister Pinga come here just to ridicule me? Why are you following me now that I'm here? The book says that all good things must come to an end."

He blinked, "The book also said that we will meet each other everywhere in life."

"Are you the bad luck star in my life?" She looked at him sideways and said, "Why do you always appear when I encounter problems?"

He was there when the princess ridiculed him, he was there when the drum was struck, he was there in prison, and now he appeared again at Ruoxu Temple.

"I'm lost. Why can't I stay here for one night?" he said indifferently.

"You are a man, lost your way, and staying in a nunnery?"

Pinga Fuyu simply found a place to sit down, propping up her head with one hand and picking up the wick with the other to make the dim candlelight brighter. "Why, do you think anyone would be willing to let me get wet in the rain? Do you think everyone is as unkind to me as you are?!"

Song Nihuan was speechless and made a gesture to see the guest off. "Please take the quilt. I don't need it."

"Just because you've been abandoned, you can't stand any other man? Don't do that. I'm different from other men. I'm sincere to you, my sister."

What he said was half-truth, and there was sincerity mixed in his playful eyes.

"Who abandoned me? Don't talk nonsense."

"If you weren't abandoned, why would you come to this remote place?"

"Master Pingjia, I know you have no ill will towards me, nor do you have that kind of intention, so why do you always pester me? I came to the mountains to pray for blessings and practice in seclusion, but now I am meeting you secretly at night. If people knew about this, I would be speechless." Song Nihuan said, and then picked up the quilts and stuffed them into his arms, "Master, please do as you please."

"No, no, no! Okay, I won't laugh at you anymore," he said.

"I never had a chance to thank Shao Cheng for everything that happened before." Song Nihuan lowered her head and said with a calm expression. "I don't know why Shao Cheng helped me so much, but now that I am here, I am still a wife of the Xie family. I am afraid I can only let Shao Cheng down."

Pinga Fuyu smiled dejectedly, not because she was destined to let him down as she said, but because of the brother's inseparable pity for his sister.

But he couldn't tell her the truth. He couldn't even protect himself, so why would he involve her?

It is a rare opportunity for the two of them to continue their previous relationship as siblings, no matter what status they are in.

He said in a deep voice: "I just feel close to you when I see you, don't be afraid that I will blackmail you. What are your plans after leaving the Xie family?"

Song Nihuan was stunned for a moment, her eyes were fixed on the flickering candlelight, and she said softly, "I don't have any plans. Xie Yunji has not divorced me, so I can only practice meditation and pray for blessings here."

When she was young, she wanted to go out and see the local scenery, mountains and rivers like those boys, but she was confined to the boudoir. Later, she fell to the bottom and married Xie Yunji. She never expressed this wish because she knew it could not be realized.

Now that I am alone, my mood has completely changed.

I seem to have aged several years and have lost interest in those things.

"Did he ask you to come?" he asked.

"No. It was me. Shao Cheng told me about the princess and him before..." A crystal teardrop fell, but she was unaware of it. "It was actually true."

She looked at him sadly and sighed, "Xie Yunji was very good to me, but I didn't want to see him have many wives and concubines, and I didn't want to share him with others. I was wrong."

"What are you talking about?" Pingjia Fuyu wiped away her tears. "If I were you, I wouldn't want to share my lover with others. What did you do wrong? He was the one who held you in his hands in the beginning. Why do you blame you for not being able to have a child? Why don't you think about whether it's his fault?"

Song Nihuan paused, her sad expression turned into surprise, "What's his reason?"

"Well, I protect my shortcomings." He smiled and returned to his unruly state.

"It's not his fault, it's me," she said.

On a night like this, one really wants to get out what's buried in one's heart.

She looked at him with a bleak and serious expression, "My life in the boudoir was not as smooth as other noble ladies..."

He interrupted her, as if he didn't want her to say anything she shouldn't, "I know about Jiang Tongpan. He was demoted to Ningzhou."

She simply went along with what he said, "Yes, I was demoted. Life was not easy for me. Maybe I took the wrong medicine, or maybe I caught a cold. Anyway, I have a feeling that it's my own fault that I can't have children."

He whispered, looking into her eyes: "Did you have a hard time during those years when you were demoted?"

"Yeah." She nodded and opened her mouth to say something, but then she smiled helplessly and kept silent about the heavy suffering.

The bright moonlight shone in through the small window, and he saw her sad face. It seemed that there was too much suffering that she couldn't express in words, so she had to swallow it down.

The Song family was destroyed, and even he, a man, suffered such utter despair, becoming a plaything of the powerful while still being ignorant. What about her?

It turned out that the incompetent child had fallen ill in the brothel.

He turned around and wiped his face, then turned back and pretended to be relaxed and said, "Don't think about the past, think about the future! If Xie Yunji marries the princess, why do you have to endure his wrath in this wilderness? I have a house in Yunzhou, do you want to go to Yunzhou to take a look?"

"Yunzhou..." she murmured, "It's very far away."

"It's not far. We can get there in three days by carriage along the official road. It's very rich there. There is a river in the city and people travel by boat. The climate is also good, with spring-like weather all year round." he said.

"Has Shaocheng been to many places?" she asked.

Pinga Fuyu said: "I have been to far places and passed by many places. If you want to go, I will help you and find a way to make you fake your death. When the time comes, the sky will be high and the birds will fly freely. I guarantee that Xie Yunji will not be able to find you."

She hummed, "Young Master, you are really capable."

"If I can't even do this, am I still Pinga Fu Yu?" He said with a raised corner of his mouth.

"You think about it carefully, there is plenty of time. I came here to ask you, do you know why the puppy is happy every day?" His slender eyes flashed with cunning light.

"Why?" she asked cooperatively.

"Because, forget! Forget! Forget! Hahahaha!"

Song Nihuan couldn't help laughing.

"I came here to tell you that everything in this world except life and death is trivial. There is still a long way to go in life. Don't make things difficult for yourself. You are not affiliated with Xie Yunji, and you don't belong to anyone else."

She was stunned by his words. Such a serious look seemed inconsistent with his reputation.

I think he is also a pitiful man. He was sent to Dazhao as a hostage. It was definitely not what he wanted to be involved with those powerful people. How much unknown distress he must have suffered.

Seeing her sympathetic expression, Pinga Fuyu suddenly smiled and reached out to touch her head. "What are you thinking about? Am I better than Xie Hanlin? Do you regret not marrying me?"