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

The Taoist temple on Yuquan Mountain is like a world independent of this earthly world, as if it is isolated from the outside world.

Although the situation in Yunjing City is changing rapidly, none of it can be heard in this peaceful place.

Song Nihuan lived a boring and regular life here, and her broken heart gradually calmed down.

Shuanghua doesn't talk much, but works very hard. In contrast, the Taoist temple doesn't have strict rules and a lot of affairs to deal with like the Xie family.

Here, all you have to do every day are simple tasks like fetching water, chopping wood, making fire, and attending morning and evening classes.

Shuanghua was so capable that she took away all the work, leaving Song Nihuan with a lot of free time.

The temple was shrouded in clouds and mist all year round. She stared blankly at the tall caisson. The beams were painted with worldly affairs. All the suffering, misfortune and hatred were just passing clouds and mist, and in the end they all became immortals.

She figured out a lot of things.

Why did she still feel uneasy even though Xie Yunji promised her the position of his wife? Why did she feel sad when Xie Yunji left without saying goodbye?

It turned out that it was all because her position as the legal wife and the honor in the Xie family were given by others.

If you can give, you can take back.

Did Xie Yunji leave without saying goodbye and not take her seriously at all? No, it was just that whether she said it or not, the result was the same, she had to wait for him to come back in the mansion.

That's why she felt uneasy and sad, like a rootless duckweed, with nothing to rely on for survival.

She once thought that Xie Yunji's love was something she could rely on, but in the end it was just an illusion.

How is he now? Is he pregnant with a beautiful concubine?

Pinga Fuyu's words echoed in her heart -

【You are yourself, not anyone else's appendage. 】

His vivid figure seemed to be right before my eyes.

Song Nihuan sighed softly. She had no way to repay Pinga Fuyu's kindness. She could only pray for him every day, hoping that he would be well.

The wind grew stronger, blowing the incense mist from the incense burner away. Song Nihuan removed the fork that was supporting the window and caught a glimpse of the figure in white in front of the mountain gate.

Against the backdrop of pine wind and bright moon, the young man in front of the mountain gate has handsome eyebrows and eyes, a gentle smile, and is politely chatting with the young Taoist priest who is guarding the gate.

He was not wearing official uniform, only a moon-white robe, a silk ribbon casually tied around his waist, and... the sachet she had given him.

As if feeling her gaze, Xie Yunji looked up, and when his eyes met Song Nihuan, he smiled gently.

Her face turned cold and she looked away hastily.

Incense indoors.

Xie Yunji bowed to Kun Dao and said, "Thank you, Master, for your help. My wife has been bothering me for a long time. I will take her back now."

It was common for family members of wealthy families who committed crimes to be punished by being sent to a Taoist temple to meditate and pray for blessings, and then be taken back when the time came.

There were only two of them in the room, and it was very quiet.

He looked at her for a moment, "Are you still angry? Don't be angry, it's my fault."

Song Nihuan had a cold look on her face, and said calmly: "My husband has his reasons for taking a concubine or divorcing his wife. No one can say that it is wrong. What is wrong with it? But now that things have come to this, I am a person with little luck. It is good for me to live in seclusion here. I will not follow my husband back to Xie Mansion."

Xie Yunji looked at her carefully. She was clean and without any makeup. Her long black hair was tied into a simple bun. She was wearing a light blue coarse cloth dress. She looked as light as if she had been fished out of the water, with a unique charm.

But her face was very cold, as if the previous affection between them was all a thing of the past. Xie Yunji felt a chill in his heart, and took a step forward to hold her hand, "I know about the concubines in the mansion, but weren't those concubines given to me by you? Why are you so angry? I'm not angry with you yet, but you took the initiative to give me concubines. What do you think of me?"

He took the initiative and said with some resentment: "Zhuqi Pavilion can't accommodate three beautiful ladies. The red sleeves and fragrance have become a fighting arena. You are obviously trying to harm me."

She pulled her hand back without arguing with him, and said, "Please go back."

"The princess... has left and returned to Prince Su's former fiefdom. The emperor bestowed on her the title of Immortal Master Miaojing," he said.

Song Nihuan's indifferent expression turned into astonishment, and she subconsciously asked, "Why?"

She thought they had been deeply in love for a long time, and since she gave up her position, he should marry the princess. Why didn't he marry her? Why did she become a nun?

Xie Yunji looked into her eyes, as if trying to find out if she still had any attachment to him in her eyes. After a while, he said, "Because I only love you."

"I've told you many times, why don't you believe me?"

There are some things that you don't need to tell her.

He held her hand again and brought her hand close to the beating spot on his chest, "You are the only one here."

"It's been more than three years. Don't you really know how I feel about you?"

She looked at him coldly. After saying so many sweet words, he still didn't want to tell her anything? This was unequal in itself.

She pulled her hand out inch by inch, "Please go back."

There was obvious shock and confusion on Xie Yunji's handsome face, as if he had not expected her to be so decisive.

He reached out to embrace her, but only touched the corner of her clothes.

Xie Yunji has never been the kind of person who likes to cling to others, but he is surprisingly patient with Song Nihuan. He has finally gotten her to his side, and has finally gotten rid of all the people and things between him and her. How could he just let her live out the rest of her life in this desolate wilderness?

For many days in a row, he went to Yuquan Mountain without fail.

He knew she was mad at him.

He is not afraid of being angry with her, but he is afraid that she will not blame him or be jealous.

I used to think that Song Nihuan took a concubine for him just to gain a reputation as a virtuous woman, and that she was willing to give up her husband for the sake of this reputation.

Later, when he learned that she had asked to go up the mountain, he realized that she was silently resisting.

She is jealous.

The world requires women to take concubines for their husbands, which is simply destroying human desire. When his mother took concubines for his father, in order to not make herself sad, she deliberately avoided looking at the concubines' appearances.

If your imagination doesn't become concrete, you will feel less heartache.

Xie Yunji raised a faint smile at the corner of his lips, looking at her closed window, with a delicate tenderness in his heart.

Shuanghua put down the window pole and looked at the night outside with a sad face.

For several days in a row, the eldest son would go up the mountain to the outside of the Taoist temple after finishing his shift, and stand there quietly without saying a word.

I don't know when it left, but every time the lights in the Taoist temple are turned off, that stubborn silhouette will remain outside the mountain gate for a long time.

Shuanghua sighed helplessly, turned back to the room, and whispered to Song Nihuan who was sitting beside the bed: "Madam, the eldest master is still here."

Song Nihuan was slightly startled, raised her head and looked at Shuanghua, a complex emotion flashed in her eyes.

She tucked her eyes with a handkerchief and said after a while, "Let him go back and tell him not to come again."