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

When the Tanhua Lang, who was surrounded by halos, saw his former sister-in-law again in the palace, he indeed thought that she was forced and that she was just a maid who was abducted into the palace, and he felt indignant, similar to the feeling of "rescuing a prostitute".

Song Nihuan stared at me, and suddenly asked, "Even if I was forced, what will you do?"

Xie Yunjie opened his mouth and lowered his head dejectedly.

The emperor doted on her so much that he was willing to write an abdication edict if he couldn't find her. He was so fond of her that he was willing to ruthlessly eradicate the century-old Xie family for her sake.

If he hides her secretly, the emperor will do everything he can to get her back, and Xie will be implicated.

Thinking of this, Xie Yunjie's tense body relaxed and he leaned weakly against the wall.

Song Nihuan's eyes were sharp and merciless, "Besides, you are already married. If you continue to have an affair with me like this, where will I stand?"

His lips moved slightly, but he couldn't utter a word to refute.

She stopped talking, tore off the hem of her skirt that had been soiled by him, and stood up to leave.

"I'm leaving. Don't leave. Have a good rest here. I won't... I won't do that to you again." Xie Yunjie stretched out his hand to block her, but did not touch her. His eyes dodged, "I am shameless. I'm sorry..."

Song Nihuan looked at him coldly.

Xie Yunjie felt that he had never felt so ashamed and desperate in his life, especially when he saw her eyes.

She was no longer bright and gentle to him, nor did she smile before speaking.

She withdrew all her kindness towards him and became cold and sharp.

He just felt like his heart was about to break apart with pain.

Xie Yunjie took a deep breath, stood up and put on his clothes, lowered his eyes, raised his hands and bowed, "It is the minister who offended you. When I return to Yunjing, I will apologize to Your Majesty."

The next day.

Song Nihuan did not sleep well all night and woke up very early. When she got up, she felt dizzy and almost couldn't stand and fell back onto the bed.

She calmed herself down, pushed open the door, and found a simple breakfast in a brocade box outside the door.

The note for breakfast had neat handwriting on it: We still have a long way to go today, so eat something.

She took the breakfast back to her room. The fried pancakes were golden and sizzling with oil, and the yak milk was warm.

After a while, Xie Yunjie came back.

He didn't dare look at her. There was a glimmer of shame and guilt in his eyes and his lips were tightly pursed.

After a long while, he said, "I found someone in the market who knows the entrance to Medicine King Valley. He is willing to lead the way... We can set off now."

Song Nihuan nodded.

After she walked out of the room, Xie Yunjie looked around the room and his eyes fell on the piece of light blue cloth on the ground.

It was the hem of her skirt that was soiled by him last night.

The young man's ears turned slightly red. He walked forward, bent down, picked up the green color, and carefully hid it in his lapel.

It was silent all the way.

If there was any regret, Xie Yunjie regretted not that what he did last night had disgraced the Xie family's upright tradition, nor that he had tarnished the reputation of scholars and officials.

But...it made her disappointed in him.

Regret and helplessness.

He stared numbly at the vast snowy area outside the car window, sighing silently from his chest. He felt colder than if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Yaowang Valley is located deep in the Kunlun Snow Mountain. According to legend, Kunlun Mountain is the territory of the Queen Mother of the West. To local herdsmen, it is sacred and inviolable.

When the driver reached the foot of the snow-capped mountain, he refused to take them in no matter what.

Song Nihuan nodded, indicating that Xie Yunjie could pay him the reward.

Xie Yunjie rolled up the curtain for her, and she walked out of the carriage, unable to tell whether she was dazzled by the sunlight or the snow. When her eyes adjusted to the white, she opened them and looked up. Under the clear sky, there was a vast, boundless white.

The Kunlun Mountains not far away are like a black sword rising from the ground, with an awe-inspiring pressure, piercing the sky sharply.

The ice and fallen snow on the mountain top reflected dazzling light.

Her pupils contracted and her heart seemed to be hit by something.

Is this Kunlun... the legendary sacred mountain where immortals live in seclusion and giant dragons roam, so majestic and steep.

In just a few days, we were able to escape from the layers of palace walls and arrive in front of such stunning, worldly beauty.

How many women in the inner palace are confined to a square courtyard for their entire lives, spending their entire lives around the stove. The luckier ones can travel back and forth between their husband's home and their parents' home.

But this world is so vast, and there is never a lack of breathtaking beauty, but they missed it all, were blinded, preached, confined to backyard fights, unable to see the vastness of the world, and gradually became numb.

Song Nihuan was intoxicated by the Kunlun Mountain standing proudly before her, and felt a myriad of emotions in her heart.

She stared at the thousand-foot ice wall in front of her without blinking, her eyes were filled with a dazzling light of longing, and she murmured, "It's so beautiful..."

The wind whistled in her ears. Xie Yunjie looked at her. His mentality was completely different from hers. He had no mood to look at Kunlun Mountain. He asked in a low voice: "Is it cold? Have you had breakfast?"

Then he took out a bag of dry food from his sleeve and handed it to her, "Here's some more food."

Song Nihuan thought about what she had eaten in the morning. Maybe it was because the yak milk was too smelly or something else, she felt so nauseous that she wanted to retch. She didn't eat much and didn't feel hungry at the moment, so she waved her hand and walked forward without even looking at him.

Following the direction given by the driver, the two walked slowly in the snow-capped sacred mountain. The atmosphere was depressing and dull.

I don’t know how long I walked, but suddenly, snow started falling.

But it didn't snow just now.

With a loud bang, the snow on the top of the mountain seemed to be pushed by the hand of God, roaring and collapsing at a high speed, like an unstoppable wave, and the thousand-foot ice wall was completely shattered!

Song Nihuan stared blankly at the huge changes in front of her. The next moment, her body was pulled violently, and Xie Yunjie had grabbed her hand and ran in the opposite direction.

"Run!" he shouted. "There's an avalanche!"

The sound of the avalanche was like the roar of some giant beast deep in the earth. The ground was shaking. Song Nihuan could barely hear Xie Yunjie's voice, but the snow foam was lifted up by the huge momentum, instantly blurring her vision.

Just the touch on my wrist, always there.

He held her tightly.

Xie Yunjie ran with all his might, like a madman.

In fact, he reacted in a split second, found the right direction very quickly, and made the right decision.

But in the face of the power of nature, human power is insignificant.

Song Nihuan's skirt was thick and heavy, so she couldn't run fast at all. And for some reason, she felt waves of pain in her lower abdomen. She just felt that the young man's hand holding her was getting looser and looser in the snowstorm.

A thought flashed through Xie Yunjie's mind. Without her, he could run faster and more flexibly, and perhaps he would not be buried in this snowy area.

But this thought lasted only a moment, and my rationality was overwhelmed by the strong reluctance and guilt.

Song Nihuan felt the force on her wrist return again, even tighter than before.

The icy cold rolled in and was getting closer. The two of them were no different from the speeding and whistling snowflakes in the blizzard and would be crushed in an instant.

The chill behind him made Tanhua Lang sober up sharply. He tried to look intently, and there seemed to be a cave within his sight, just a few steps away!

He gritted his teeth and pulled her, "Follow me closely!"

Everything in front of me became clearer and clearer. The cave was very close at hand. It was a natural, karst cave in the iceberg.

Xie Yunjie read a wide variety of books, and he once read in a volume of Fengwuzhi that this type of naturally formed glacial cave was not very cold inside, and was often used as a place for hunters to spend the night after entering the mountains.

But... although the entrance of the cave is small, it is open. If there is nothing to block it, it will be filled by the raging snow waves in an instant.

Behind him was a raging snowstorm, the cold pressure was getting stronger, even the breath seemed to be taken away.

There was no time to think about it any further.

Song Nihuan only felt her arm tightened, and was pulled hard by Xie Yunjie. She was pulled from behind to the front and pushed into the cave.

Xie Yunjie calmly looked at her delicate features in the snowstorm. Her expression was filled with fear and panic...

He raised the corners of his lips slightly.

One last look.

Even this expression is better than looking at him like that last night!

Live on, do your best to live.

Then go to that person and take the rear seat.

A woman like her should shine, wearing a phoenix crown and a chastity robe, and go into the place of brilliant light.

He had promised to keep her safe.

Xie Yunjie turned around and used his back and his body to block the entrance of the cave tightly, with his fingers deeply inserted into the snow wall beside him.

There was raging white before his eyes.

But he seemed to be able to see that day many years ago, when the setting sun was as red as blood, and she was wrapped in a snow-white fox fur cloak and poked her head out from the moon-shaped door.

Her face was bright and beautiful, she smiled before she spoke, and there was a sparkling light in her eyes.

That smile was quietly engraved into his heart, and into the dark and unspeakable part of his life.

He only regretted that he met her too late.