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

Heavy rain suddenly came, and the sky seemed to be torn apart.

The driver's chest was ripped open and he died after shouting those words to Song Nihuan.

A team of guards following the carriage were fighting with a group of men in black with knives in hand. The knives cut into flesh and blood, and it was impossible to tell who was injured, but there was no scream.

The blood on the ground was quickly washed away by the heavy rain.

Song Nihuan leaned against the car wall in horror, trying her best to calm her confused mind, her mind going blank.

How could this happen?

Who are these men in black...and why are they trying to kill her?

As a guard fell, the leader among the men in black shouted in a low voice: "Xie Yunji is not on the carriage at all!"

She felt a chill in her heart and her body seemed to be frozen.

They...are here to kill Xie Yunji!

These men in black were lying in ambush here, unaware that Xie Yunji had already gotten off the bus halfway.

Before the man in black approached the carriage, she took off the hairpin on her head and hid it in her sleeve.

The man cut the almost falling apart carriage in half with one knife. The smell of blood and rain blew in her face. Only then could Song Nihuan see the scene outside clearly and she couldn't help but take a deep breath.

All the guards sent by Xie Yunji to follow the car died miserably, their flesh and blood bodies now turned into pieces of meat with their heads and bodies separated.

Her fingers secretly clenched the silver hairpin.

Although her palms were slightly sweaty, she still tried to keep her voice steady and said calmly: "Do you know who I am? No matter what you want to do, assassinating an official's family is a capital crime!"

Facing these people, she knew that if she was weak, she would be killed without hesitation. It was better to deal with them as much as possible and wait for the opportunity to act.

This kind of Shura-like scene was not the first time she had seen it. The night her house was ransacked was also like this, noisy, chaotic, bloody and fire mixed together, and then extinguished by a rain, silently, leaving nothing behind.

No matter what, she didn't want to die miserably like this. Lan Zhi was waiting for her, and also... Xie Yunji!

Xie Yunji...

Thinking of him, Song Nihuan felt her eyes swell up.

"Mrs. Xie, who can beat the drum to report news, is indeed worthy of her reputation." The man in black's eyes flashed with surprise. Such a pampered official's wife could be so calm in the face of such a scene. He moved closer and said, "She is a beauty."

No matter what, a woman is just a face.

With such a beauty, it’s no wonder that she is favored by Lord Xiao Xie.

Although I failed to kill Xie Yunji tonight, if I took the life of his wife whom he cherished so much, it would definitely make him feel heartbroken, right?

A cruel smile escaped from the corner of the black-clothed man's mouth, and his dark eyes narrowed. "What a pity, you will die for your husband tonight!"

Song Nihuan subconsciously took a step back, but was still grabbed by the throat by the man.

His hands were rough and strong, clasping her slender neck, and with just a little force, he would break it.

He grabbed her neck and her feet were off the ground.

Song Nihuan frowned, and her eyes changed at the moment she was about to suffocate, right now!

She quickly raised her arm and stabbed the silver hairpin in her sleeve into the black-clothed man's neck, and blood sprayed all over her face.

The man made a horrible groaning sound, covered his neck and let go of her, but her strength was too small to kill him with one blow.

There was a terrifying murderous intent in the eyes of the man in black, like a ferocious beast about to pounce, but he was no longer able to speak. He raised his hand in pain and waved, and the man in black behind him quickly stepped forward and lifted her up.

I wanted to let you die quickly, but since you are so disobedient, I have no choice but to torture you.

A deep despair rose in her heart, and she had a premonition of what they were going to do next...

The sound of cloth tearing was drowned out by the heavy rain, and her shoulders felt cold and the chill wind bit her bones.

Her clothes were cut open by the sword, revealing her thin snow-white shoulders. She held her chest tightly to prevent her dress from falling down.

Those people laughed wildly and mockingly. One of them walked forward, lifted her chin with a bloody knife, and stroked her neck with his fingers. "Official wife? Bullshit official wife, let us brothers also enjoy the taste of being the daughter-in-law of the head of the Xie family!"

Everyone in Yunjing knew that Xie Yunji loved his wife very much.

"You can make Xie Yunji lose his mind, so you must be very good in bed, right?!"

The moment the black-clothed man's hand reached out for her chest, a sharp sword energy came across the sky, and the sword cut off the endless rainstorm, bringing a gust of wind so strong that people could not open their eyes!

The man in black had his heart pierced by the sword. He lowered his head in shock and fell to the ground.

Through the rain, everyone looked behind Song Nihuan, and saw a young man in white riding a sword in the wind, his brows furrowed, and he looked cold and sinister.

The followers behind him swarmed forward, agile and swift, and quickly engaged in a fight with the man in black.

Xie Yunji quickly stepped forward, took off his outer robe, wrapped Song Nihuan tightly, and hugged her warmly, frowning, with a distressed look on his face, "I'm late."

Song Nihuan was stunned and a little dazed. In his familiar arms, she suddenly choked up. Lost and found, dead and resurrected, it seemed that these two could not describe her feelings at the moment. Sadness and joy overwhelmed her.

After a while, her anxious eyes were filled with tears but she was unaware of it. She called him with trembling lips: "Xie Yunji..."

His heart contracted in pain when he heard her call his name.

I almost lost her...

On the way back, it took him half a day and he only walked 129 steps. Every step was torture. His heart ached and he regretted. His thoughts were constantly torn, and he hated himself for letting her go.

How can she survive in this world, alone, without the protection of the Xie family and with a paralyzed brother?

He gave her so much money but still couldn't keep her safe. He had sent people to rob her when she just escaped from Fu Rao Court. She was like a floating duckweed, without her father's family and her husband's family, what should she do...

Thinking of this, he became more and more anxious, and his blood seemed to be burning, hot and scorching.

Finally, he decided to go see her again. He had to take one more look at her before making any plans! It didn't matter whether she loved him or not, he had to go!

Unexpectedly, I saw this scene as soon as I caught up with it.

She trembled in his arms, she hugged his waist tightly, had she... forgiven him?

Just as he was thinking about it, his keen hearing acquired from years of martial arts training came into play. He caught a glimpse of a man in black who had fallen to the ground with a hairpin stuck in his neck, but now he stood up and stabbed Song Nihuan in the vest.

In fact, with his level of cultivation, even if he was holding her at the moment, it would be no problem for him to kill this man with one hand.

He could have easily avoided such a clumsy assassination.

The raindrops fell, and his heartstrings moved slightly. The young man in white had a smile on his lips. He quietly looked at the knife dripping with blood approaching, but he did not dodge. He let go, and the sword fell to the ground.

The next moment, he pushed the person in his arms away, slightly turned sideways, and in Song Nihuan's panicked eyes, the knife pierced his chest!