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

In fact, Xie Tan gradually realized that Song Nihuan had changed a lot. Her personality, the way she treated people, and even her appearance had all changed.

The girl who... jumped off the carriage and yelled the "Da Zhao Lu" at the bailiffs escorting the mother and son with great fanfare, has become a docile and indifferent woman. Only when she is forced into a helpless situation by him, will she show some resistance.

Song Nihuan had just gotten up. She was not wearing any makeup. She had black hair and fair skin, but there were some dark circles under her eyes. Her beautiful face showed a hint of haggardness. She smiled at him, and he vaguely saw her crystal clear little face from many years ago, emitting a lustrous luster.

At that time, Song Nihuan relied on him wholeheartedly, her eyes revealing her love and attachment to him. She was innocent and greedy, and so pure that he could not bear to desecrate her. Although he was a son of a wealthy family at that time, he really had nothing to show for it. He was inferior and sensitive, and was afraid that expressing his feelings would scare her, so he just held her carefully in his hands, without even feeling the pain.

Even now, I still want to love her to the core.

Xie Tan suddenly remembered that the last time they met before the Song family’s accident was at a hunting ground outside Beijing, and she said she wanted to learn how to ride a horse.

After all, the Song family is a family of scholars, and it is uncommon for a girl in the boudoir to learn horse riding. Lord Song Qingsong is very pedantic, so naturally he would not let his daughter learn this.

Song Nihuan had no choice but to find Xie Tan, hanging her head and looking unhappy. After some questioning, Xie Tan found out what was going on and told her, what's so difficult about riding a horse?

In addition to being taught the ways of Confucianism, the sons of the Xie family must also learn basic skills such as horse riding.

But later when he arrived in the North, he realized that he had only learned the basics and could not control a warhorse at all. Now that he has honed his horse-riding skills in the North, he is no longer comparable to before.

When Song Nihuan learned that Xie Tan could ride a horse, she was moved and asked, "Brother Tan, can you really ride a horse?"

Xie Tan looked at her, raised his eyebrows, and there was a faint and arbitrary curve at the corner of his lips.

"Can you lead people?" she asked again.

Xie Tan smiled.

"Brother Tan, what are you laughing at?"

Song Nihuan's question pulled Xie Tan out of his memories of the past.

"Nothing." He walked over and ruffled her hair, his eyes shining. "Do you want to go out of the palace for a walk? Do you want to go horseback riding?"

Song Nihuan hesitated and said, "Leave the palace? I don't want anyone to see my face..."

"That's easy." He smiled.

The afternoon sun was intoxicating, and there were no strangers in the royal hunting grounds. The only sound in the air was the rustling of the wind through the sea of ​​grass.

The two BMWs raised their heads slightly in the wind and snorted. It was obvious from their posture that they were of excellent breeds.

Xie Tan stood with his back straight, and was as tall as the black horse when he stood next to it.

He was tall and handsome, with a pair of sharp and deep eyes and a frivolous smile on the corners of his mouth. The wind blew up his long silver hair, and in the sunlight, his face was as white as ivory glaze and stunningly handsome.

She was stunned for a moment. It was different from when they met again. As expected, the Feng Shui of Yunjing was nourishing, and the traces of the wind and sand from the north were gradually hidden.

"Try this." He led the black horse to her side, and seeing that her beautiful big eyes seemed a little absent-minded, he asked again, "What are you thinking about?"

"Brother Tan, you..." She looked at him and admired him sincerely, "You are still so handsome."

Xie Tan turned his eyes away and looked at the black horse mane. "Step on the steps and keep your center of gravity steady. I'll help you."

Song Nihuan said "oh" and walked to his side, only then she found that his ears were slightly red. She was surprised and couldn't help laughing.

In fact, ever since she met Xie Tan again, apart from Xie Tan's paranoia towards her, she felt that getting along with Xie Tan was still very pleasant. This kind of pleasure was the same as it was many years ago, friendly and relaxed, as if she was treating Song Lanzhi like a relative.

Xie Tan's awkwardness is nothing more than the result of not being able to get the love she wants. It is just fate. If nothing happened to the Song family back then, she would definitely respond to Xie Tan's love, and maybe she would have been together with him long ago.

As for now, let's just live one day at a time. It's actually best for Lan Zhi to stay in the palace and recuperate.

Xie Tan looked at her slender waist and didn't know where to start. Where should he lift her onto the horse?

She once said that he was handsome and that his white hair looked like a god's. Does she still think he is handsome now?

Xie Tan felt warm in his heart, as if all the resentment and grievances had been smoothed out.

Song Nihuan looked at the horse, then at Xie Tan standing by her side, ready to fight, and said sincerely, "I...actually, I already know how to ride a horse."

She learned this from the time when Xie Yunji went to Danzhou and did not return for a long time and she pestered the groom in Xie's mansion.

He was stunned for a moment, snorted coldly, and felt unhappy.

"It's just some fur. How about you take a look at how I ride it, Brother Tan?" She blinked and said softly.

"Okay." Xie Tan said.

She sat on the saddle, being very careful, but still almost fell off. She was tense, and couldn't get the hang of it. The black horse kept pacing in place, as if teasing her. Song Nihuan bit her lip stubbornly and said nothing.

Xie Tan thought to himself, I have indeed learned only the basics.

"You can't be afraid of it." He walked forward and grabbed the reins. "I'll lead it, you take it easy."

The handsome black horse became much more docile under Xie Tan's pressure. He walked in front, leading the horse, and Song Nihuan sat on the horse.

"If you are afraid of it in your heart, it can sense it and will naturally not listen to you," he said.

Song Nihuan nodded and looked at the mountains not far away. The spring scenery was so beautiful. The grass was growing well and she could smell the faint fragrance of the soil when she lowered her head. Her heart, which had been depressed for the past few days, felt much better.

"What mountain is that? I want to go there and take a look," she said.

Xie Tan sat on top of her neatly, his hands passed through her waist, his strong chest pressed against her, his cold breath enveloped her, and he said, "Hold on tight."

She smiled and said, "Brother Tan, hurry up. Let me see the general of the Zhenjun Army on horseback."

Xie Tan's lips curled up slightly, but he heard that soft voice again: "Xie Yunji brought me here before. Those noble children rode their horses very fast. I was so envious."

Xie Tan frowned. He knew that the time she was talking about was the time when she tried to escape from the royal hunting ground not long after she arrived at the Xie Mansion.

"Who made you envy others?" He raised his eyebrows.

The next moment, the sound of the whip falling and the neighing of the horse cut across the sky. The trees on both sides quickly retreated, and inertia pulled her back violently, and she fell steadily into Xie Tan's chest.

She couldn't help but get excited and said with a smile, "Faster, faster."

There was a faint smile on Xie Tan's lips. She was like this many years ago. She liked speed and told him to go faster and faster.

Seeing that she was not afraid at all, he completely let go of his speed and galloped freely, saying, "Hold on tight."

The horse galloped between heaven and earth, the cool breeze blew, the mountains, streams, and white clouds hung low, and her heart soared, and she exclaimed and exclaimed at the side bends and thrilling places.

This feeling was so wonderful, she finally knew that this feeling was called freedom.