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

Xie Tan closed his eyes tightly, trying to suppress this strange possessive desire.

"Huan'er." He called her.

When Song Nihuan heard his call, she ran towards him and threw herself into his arms.

"Are you cold?" He noticed that her body was a little chilly, so he gestured to the eunuch serving beside him.

The eunuch then presented the cloak that had been prepared.

He was about to put it on her, but hesitated. The next moment, he took her into his arms and wrapped her in his robe.

"This way you won't be cold," he said.

Before he could turn back, Xie Yunjie came over again, bowed and greeted him, with a letter hidden in his green robe.

After not seeing each other for a long time, Song Nihuan asked, "How is Mr. Xie?"

Xie Tan glanced at him, and Xie Yunjie felt as if he was shrouded in a chilling gaze. He looked up without knowing why, and saw the emperor's cold gaze.

When Xie Tan heard Song Nihuan calling him Lord Xie, he felt like he couldn't breathe. Who was she calling? Was she really calling Xie Yunjie?

He knew that his idea was ridiculous, and he also knew Song Nihuan's feelings for him, but jealousy and anxiety were like poisonous snakes, tightly wrapping around him and almost suffocating him.

Xie Yunjie lowered his head even lower, and did not answer Song Nihuan's words, but directly said to the emperor: "I have something important to report."

Now it was Song Nihuan's turn to be puzzled. Xie Yunjie usually walked in front of the emperor and seldom came to the harem. If he came, it was to deliver a letter to her. Why did he do this today?

"What's the matter?" Xie Tan asked.

Xie Yunjie gritted his teeth and handed the letter in his sleeve to Xie Tan.

This letter was different. It was written in the handwriting of the great doctor Pharmacist Gu Xunfang, but the envelope was completely white.

He had a vague idea in his mind.

To be on the safe side, give the letter to the emperor first. If there is really anything, it would be better for him to convey it to Song Nihuan.

Sure enough, the emperor's gaze changed dramatically depending on the content of the letter.

Xie Tan looked at Song Nihuan in his arms, kissed the top of her head, and said in a calm and gentle voice: "Do you want to go see Lan Zhi?"

Xun Fang was not a god after all, and he was unable to turn the tide on Song Lanzhi's condition. After a period of treatment, the androgynous young man rapidly deteriorated at a speed of destruction, and his body could no longer move. She had no choice but to go to Kunlun to fulfill a life-and-death farewell appointment.

Song Nihuan read the letter many times and accepted it calmly.

The small circles created by the tears on the letter have dried up many times.

Xie Tan was busy with government affairs and had no way to go to Kunlun with her. Even though he was reluctant, he knew he had to let her go and let her see her blood relatives in this world for the last time.

He tied the laces of her robe for her and told her, "Kunlun is cold. There is a cloak prepared in the carriage. You will probably have to change into it halfway through the journey."

"And this token. It's like the emperor himself. Keep it well."

Song Nihuan raised her eyes and met his eyes full of reluctance.

They have been together for two years, but Xie Tan's attitude towards her is even more passionate than at the beginning. Ever since he learned that Lan Zhi was critically ill, he has shown his reluctance in everything, as if nothing he does is enough to express his love.

But he never said, you can't go.

He pulled her into his arms again, buried his head in her neck, and took a deep breath of her scent.

After a long time, Xie Tan let her go, lowered his head, put his nose against hers, and then kissed her deeply.

This kiss contained no lust, but was full of tenderness and reluctance.

After a while, he let go of her, suppressed the bitterness and pain in his blood, and smiled gently, "Go."

He never thought of being separated from her again.

On many nights, he actually started to distribute the entangled government affairs to various departments of the court, hoping to get away and go to Kunlun with her.

However, state affairs are no trivial matter. The conflict between the aristocratic families and the poor families in the previous dynasty was balanced, but the war in Nanzhao was difficult to settle. After all the operations, the result was that he could not leave at all.

Song Nihuan looked at Xie Tan, moved closer to him, and smiled: "When I come back, I will marry you."

Her words were like a warm current pouring into Xie Tan's chest. He never took his eyes off her face. He endured the throbbing and reluctance in his heart and said, "Go."

In order not to attract attention and to speed up the process, in addition to the six plain-clothed Jinyiwei cavalrymen, Xie Yunjie also accompanied them.

Kunlun is located on the edge of Dazhao and Tuhun, and the entrance to Yaowang Valley is very difficult to find. Xie Tan was afraid of any accidents, so he appointed Xie Yunjie, who had worked as an interpreter, to accompany him.

Xie Yunjie changed into convenient riding clothes and walked towards the leader of the Jinyiwei Tiqi.

The leader of the Tiqi, "Hanlin."

Xie Yunjie nodded and counted the luggage and horses for the trip.

After bidding farewell to the emperor, the group quickly headed towards Kunlun.

Soon after leaving Yunjing, Song Nihuan stopped the carriage.

Xie Yunjie got off the horse, walked to the side of the carriage, knocked on the wall a few times, and then she stuck her face out.

The face was not as sad and miserable as he had imagined.

She looked at him and said, "Go to the posthouse ahead and find me a horse. I want to ride a horse. The carriage is too cumbersome and moves slowly."

"Madam, riding a horse is tiring. Have you thought it through?" Tiqi came over and asked.

Xie Yunjie answered for her: "Prepare the horses."

She deliberately waited until they were out of Yunjing before changing the carriage to horses, just to prevent the emperor from knowing and making him feel sorry for her.

But she also felt sorry for her brother and wanted to see him soon.

He can understand.

Xie Yunjie watched her mount the horse neatly, hold the reins tightly, and follow the leader of the Ti cavalry closely. She was very skilled in controlling the horse, and when they reached the resting place, she even greeted him with a smile: "Master Xie, are you tired?"

Xie Yunjie had complicated feelings. She was so different from the way she was when he first met her many years ago.

At that time, she leaned docilely beside Xie Yunji, with a sweet smile and beautiful eyes.

Now, apart from her slightly red and swollen eyes, there was not much emotion on her face.

He thought she must be crying so hard that she couldn't think calmly, but he didn't expect her...

Yes, if I can’t make it in time and waste all my time on the road, so that I can’t see my brother for the last time, what’s the point of crying?

Xie Yunjie followed her silently.

But Song Nihuan didn't think so.

Her trip to Kunlun and Yaowang Valley was not just to see Lan Zhi for the last time.

She didn't believe that Lan Zhi would not survive. His previous letters all said that he was getting better day by day. How could his condition suddenly take a turn for the worse?

She had to go faster and faster and save Lan Zhi.

The further north we went, the colder it got. At night, we had to find a place to rest. The inns on the official road were simple, and although charcoal was used, the windows that were drafty on all sides still couldn't keep out any warmth.

At this time, the fox fur cloak prepared by Xie Tan came in handy. Song Nihuan wrapped in the cloak and curled up on the bed, missing Xie Tan very much.

His arms were always warm, and when winter came, she liked to snuggle into his arms.

I wonder what he is doing now and whether he misses her?

It was a hot day and I was galloping up and down on my horse, so I couldn't help sweating. Although the sticky stuff on my body had dried, it still had a bad smell.

She has become inexplicably sensitive to smells these days.

There was a knock on the door. It was Xie Yunjie's voice: "Mrs. Song..., I asked the store for some hot water so that I can take a shower. Do you want to go?"

Song Ni was overjoyed. It was such a rare and wonderful thing to be able to take a hot bath in such a place.

In the imperial pool of the palace, warm water is supplied all day long. But in this remote wilderness, if you want to take a bath, you have to rely on several servants to carry water and boil it, and they take turns to deliver the water, which is very difficult.

Song Nihuan was soaking in hot water. The white steam was swirling around her, blurring the furnishings around her. In a trance, she had the illusion that she was still in the palace, next to Xie Tan.

She didn't know how long it had been, but the suffocating feeling of water rushing into her mouth and nose suddenly woke her up, and Frosthua's screams came closer and closer to her ears.

The water in the pool was already warm and my body was numb.

Shuanghua rushed in and supported her, "Madam, what's wrong with you? Hurry, get up quickly."

Shuanghua wanted to carry her out of the barrel, but failed. Song Nihuan was exhausted and couldn't exert any strength at all. Shuanghua got anxious and they both fell to the ground.

The inn was not big, and Xie Yunjie's room was next to the bathroom.

"Hanlin, Hanlin! Come here quickly!" Shuanghua shouted.

Compared to the six sturdy men, this scholar whom she had met several times was closer. Shuanghua said again: "Madam fainted!"

Xie Yunjie rushed over and caught a glimpse of the slim figure behind the screen. He stopped and said calmly, "Put some clothes on her."

Shuanghua was so frightened that she finally reacted. She grabbed the clothes from the shelf and wrapped up the still unconscious Song Nihuan. She said hurriedly, "Hanlin, you can come in now!"

Xie Yunjie paused, suppressed the turmoil in his chest, strode in, picked her up, and returned to her bedroom.

Citong Port, thousands of miles away.

Under the bright moonlight, stood a young man as graceful as an orchid and a jade tree.

The biting sea breeze made Xie Yunji's snow-white robe flutter in the air, making him look like a fairy.

He lowered his eyes to look at the secret guard who was kneeling on the ground, "Has she left Yunjing yet? How long will it take her to reach Kunlun?"

"My lord, Madam Song has left Yunjing and will arrive in Kunlun in about three days. Doctor Xunfang has also been arranged." said the secret guard.

Xie Yunji waved his hand and asked them to leave.

The moonlight was cold and the waves crashed against the black rocks with a loud noise.

The ardent desire in his heart was like a wave that swept over him, becoming increasingly difficult to suppress. Xie Yunji looked into the distance and murmured, "Ni Huan..."