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

The golden sun sets in the west and the sky gradually darkens.

Lifting the curtain of the sedan chair, the setting sun, like a hideous wound, hung in the sky. The red clouds were like flowing blood, which reminded Song Nihuan of the painful past deep in her memory...

She will never forget the day when her parents were killed and their family was destroyed.

"parking!"

The coachman stopped the carriage without knowing what was going on. Song Nihuan got off the carriage. The evening breeze ruffled her hair but could not disturb the determination in her eyes.

"You guys go back. I won't be coming back tonight!"

After saying that, while the others were still not able to react, she lifted her skirt and plunged into the depths of the dense forest.

She didn't know how long she had been running. There was no light in the deep and dark jungle, but she could still tell the road under her feet. It was because on this road, her parents, the two people who loved her most in the world, were sleeping.

She had looked at the feng shui map leading to this place more than once, and had also imagined who she would bring to worship, offer a glass of sake, and then kneel down to pay homage.

But in the end she came by herself, crying, running, and full of sadness.

Finally, she saw the tombstone of the mass grave hidden behind a bush and walked over with tears in her eyes.

However, when she looked back, she saw bones everywhere, some of which seemed to have just arrived and emitted a foul odor...

Unable to hold it back any longer, she leaned against the stone tablet and couldn't stop retching.

Yes, among the millions of people in this world, how could it be that only Song Nihuan would experience such separation of life and death?

But, Dad, Mom, what should she do?

All the way to now, Song Nihuan has never hated or complained.

But suddenly she realized that the person she treated with such sincerity was the culprit of her tragic fate, making her look like a joke!

I wonder if Xie Yunji laughed at her stupidity and naivety during those days and nights when he looked at her, or if he lamented her meticulousness and thoughtfulness in doing things, or if he ever had... a moment of regret?

He regretted doing this to her, to her who loved him with all her heart.

She shook her head, unwilling to delve further into the matter, and sat down against the tombstone of the mass grave...

One sitting lasts all night.

Just like today.

Being transported from one courtyard into another gorgeous courtyard.

It's been several days.

The luxury and preciousness of the courtyard was far beyond the previous one, with burning silver charcoal and butter wax as thick as an arm, everything within sight was of top quality, elegant and gorgeous.

Even the maids who served spoke standard Mandarin. They didn't say much and were extremely well-behaved. They were even more stylish than the head maid of the Xie family.

What kind of powerful person is this?

She kept waiting for that person to show up. She wanted to know who wanted her.

But no, no one came to see her.

Song Nihuan certainly didn't know that during the time she was living in seclusion in the backyard of Jingyuan Marquis's Mansion, the world had changed its master.

This was also related to the fact that Xie Tan minimized the impact of the war after he ascended the throne. In just over a month, the order of the empire was restored and the people of Yunjing had smiles on their faces again.

"Madam, today is New Year's Eve, and I am ordered to escort you out of the palace." The maid came in and said.

"Leaving the palace?" Song Nihuan asked in surprise.

This is actually in the palace?

The maidservant did not explain any more, but just said: "Madam, pack up your belongings. When the palace gate is unlocked, someone will come to pick you up."

The maids originally thought that this person would be special, but they did not expect that she would be ordered out of the palace by His Majesty before she even had the chance to meet the emperor.

Your Majesty is extremely handsome, but too cold, and the aura he exudes is frightening.

It is said that this is what happens to those who have killed too many people on the battlefield.

On the day when Yecheng was captured, no one escaped.

And the blood in the Yuji Palace on the day of the palace coup was overflowing from the crack of the door.

The new emperor was particularly indifferent to matters between men and women. It was said that it was because he had committed too many murders on the battlefield, while others said it was because his foundation had been damaged.

Xie Tan naturally had no idea of ​​the arrangements made by the palace maids against him.

Tonight is New Year's Eve, another New Year's Eve...

He finally returned to Yunjing, but she was no longer there.

It snowed all day and stopped only in the evening. The world was very quiet, with only the sound of blocks of snow sliding down the eaves, unable to withstand the weight.

Xie Tan was soaking in the hot water. The large white marble pool was filled with hot steam, making it difficult to see clearly.

"Your Majesty, are you thirsty? Do you need some warm water?" came the eunuch's voice.

He didn't like people serving him because the scars crisscrossing his body were too scary, so the eunuchs had to serve him outside with water and dry towels.

Xie Tan pinched his brows and said, "No, I won't drink it. Just leave the food there."

There will be a New Year's Eve banquet soon, and we will go up to the city wall and sprinkle gold leaves on the people.

Xie Tan wiped his face, stood up, put on his robe, and walked out of the imperial pond.

Looking up, I saw many beautiful girls in their twenties kneeling in the room.

These were the women who were selected into the palace during the previous emperor's time and grew up in the palace. But the previous emperor passed away suddenly, and the dynasty changed. These women then became palace maids.

Who could be willing to be transformed from a queen into a maid serving others?

Everyone wants to take advantage of the New Year’s Eve banquet to find a home for themselves.

Xie Tan took the dragon robe for the New Year's Eve banquet from them and strode out, without even glancing at them, as if they were no different from those little eunuchs who bowed their heads.

During the banquet, many noble and civil officials of Dazhao were now his subjects.

Xie Yunji’s face was not among them.

It's not that Xie Tan doesn't bear a grudge against Xie Yunji, but now he looks at things from the perspective of the court. Xie Yunji is indeed a talent that can be used. The "Canal Running Script" he proposed alone is enough to benefit future generations.

He wanted to leave Xie Yunji to the Xiao royal family.

Also present at the banquet were many of Xie Tan’s direct descendants who had brought him from the northern border. They had fought with him through bloody battles and had all been promoted.

Those who were far-sighted in the court had long since made friends with the generals who came from the north, and by the New Year's Eve banquet, they had clearly formed factions.

However, Xie Tan was not afraid of the integration and interweaving of officials.

Captain Zhou Zhong who came from the northern border was obviously the Minister of War. He glanced at Xie Tan secretly, and when he saw that Xie Tan did not look displeased, he let out a long sigh and took the wine cup handed over by the Minister of Rites.

At the New Year's Eve banquet, the men exchanged pleasantries with each other, some of which praised the new emperor for coming into being and saving the world. The words and sentences in these speeches were extremely gorgeous, and these civil officials had used all their life's learning to please the emperor.

Xie Tan's head started buzzing after hearing this. He held his forehead with his hand and quietly retreated.

After sending away the eunuchs who were following him, Xie Tan walked alone in the corridor of the palace.

It was completely dark, the night sky was high and bright, and the air was filled with a crisp scent after the snow.

The most lively place now is the New Year’s Eve banquet, and all the palace people gather there.

The huge imperial city was very quiet at this moment. Xie Tan's boots made a squeaking sound as they stepped on the snow, which made people feel inexplicably peaceful.

As soon as it got dark, Song Nihuan got into the black and blue sedan chair that she had come in.

The maidservant walked to one side, holding the eaves of the sedan chair, and whispered, "The Lord is hosting a banquet for the princes and ministers in the Linde Hall. Everyone is gathered there. Let's take advantage of the fact that no one is around and quickly escort the lady out of the palace. The lady, don't lift the curtain or look outside, so as to avoid any trouble."

Song Nihuan responded, "Thank you."

She really couldn't understand what was going on. She thought some noble lord wanted her, but she ended up entering the palace.

Who in the palace wants her? These palace maids call her "Madam". Don't they know that she is not a virgin?

Who in the palace would want a woman?

In fact, it doesn’t matter who wants her. The reason why she can leave Xie Yunji and live in this world is that she has only one hope, and that is Lan Zhi.

She couldn't take Lan Zhi away, so she could only leave these people to their own devices.

What difference did it make who wanted her?

She leaned against the sedan chair, her mind recounting what had happened in the past few days. The Sixth Prince helped her fake her death, and then she was locked up in the backyard of the Marquis' Mansion for nearly half a year. She was sent out after only a few days in the palace. It was really confusing.

After walking about dozens of steps, the sedan suddenly stopped. It stopped so suddenly that she almost fell out.

The bearers of the sedan chair lowered it to the ground in a hasty and unstable manner. Even a lady like her who had long since calmed down after practicing in the Xie family could not help but exclaim in surprise...

"This servant, this servant deserves death!" The maid's voice was filled with fear. She knelt on the snow and kowtowed. "This servant did not mean to offend the emperor!"