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

These days, Song Nihuan always wanted to find Doctor Mo to get things straight.

She didn't want Xie Yunji to notice her, so she spoke in a vague way. She didn't know whether Doctor Mo really didn't understand or was deliberately avoiding her.

And Xie Yunji didn't say anything more to her since that day.

Song Nihuan felt stuffy in the cabin, and the nausea and vomiting became more and more obvious, so she asked Doctor Mo to treat her. Doctor Mo said it was seasickness.

From then on, Xie Yunji always lingered in front of the Qianxingtai.

On the sea, the starry sky was high and bright. Song Nihuan felt suffocated and uncomfortable, so she went out to the deck to get some fresh air.

The young man in white stood with his hands behind his back. The mercury on the huge star-gazing platform flickered, echoing with the high and bright night sky, which actually made people feel a sense of awe as if it was lonely at high places.

Song Nihuan looked up at him. He was obviously different from what she remembered. In the past, his smile was like spring water, which seemed to melt ice and snow. Song Nihuan never saw that kind of elegance and clarity between his eyebrows again.

Although Xie Yunji can smile now, there is always a look of sadness between his brows.

Xie Yunji turned around and saw Song Nihuan, the corners of his lips curled up slightly and he waved at her.

Song Nihuan was silent for a while, then asked, "When will the ship dock?"

He did not answer her, but looked at the high night sky and pointed out the stars one by one for her: "Tianshu Star Tanlang, Tianxuan Star Jumen, Tianji Star Lucun, Yuheng Star Lianzhen..."

Xie Yunji's eyes were a little confused, and he murmured: "Wenqu is dark, Wuqu is bright, the image of the sky..."

Song Nihuan pointed to the extremely bright and twinkling star not far away, "What is that?"

He said, "North Pole Ziwei Emperor Star."

She glanced at the incomprehensible pictures and texts on the rice paper on the Star-pulling Platform and asked, "What is this?"

He answered them one by one, and then picked up the pen to add another stroke, "Xingxiu Sea."

He saw the surprise that flashed across her face and his heart moved slightly.

But Song Nihuan was not surprised because he knew astronomy and geography and could draw the whole picture of Xingxiu Sea through star-pulling after only a few days of sailing, but...

He writes with his left hand.

"Your right hand can't write anymore?" she asked.

His right hand blocked the arrow for her on the day of the palace coup.

Xie Yunji picked up the rice paper and flipped through it casually without answering directly, "You can write with your left hand, too."

Then he handed her a stack of rice paper.

Song Nihuan took it and saw the words on the rice paper were still strong. She couldn't help but sigh, "How come the left hand can write so beautifully?"

He raised the corners of his lips, "Basic skills."

"Ah?" she asked, "Writing with the left hand is also a basic skill?"

"When I was young, I always felt that time was long and I had more energy, so I practiced calligraphy with sandbags hanging on both hands." Xie Yunji said, and stretched out his left hand to show her that there were calluses on the fingertips just like the right hand. He added, "Anyway, I learn things quickly."

She said angrily, "Arrogant."

The sea was calm and broad, with a slight salty sea breeze blowing across it, and the surface of the sea was dotted with silver waves, making her cold and charming face look gentle and hazy. She was looking up at him.

He smiled, feeling as if he was dreaming and had returned to the past, with only him and her in the world.

Then he grabbed her wrist, put it on his lips and kissed it gently.

Song Nihuan pulled her hand back, and he did not force her to stay.

There was another moment of silence.

When Song Nihuan was about to turn around and leave, Xie Yunji asked, "Is he treating you well?"

He knew that Xie Tan must treat her very well. Not only did Xie Tan give her what he already had, but he also kept making exceptions for her.

Unexpectedly, she said: "I don't need anyone to treat me well, I can live well on my own."

"If it weren't for you, I would have tried to escape from the Fragrant Court."

After saying that, turn around.

Xie Yunji looked at her back, his eyes filled with soreness.

The next day, the Fu ship arrived at a port and went down for supplies.

The dock was bustling with people, with merchant ships coming and going to unload goods, and peddlers shouting loudly.

Song Nihuan was not allowed to get off the boat, so she went to the deck to get some fresh air. Suddenly, a crowd gathered at the dock, as if there was a dispute. Soon, two men pushed and shoved their way onto the boat.

Song Nihuan recognized the clothes they were wearing, and they were the people on the boat.

But following closely behind was Dr. Mo, who was cursing and carrying a medicine box on his back.

She had an idea and came up with a plan.

Doctor Mo also managed to return to the boat to plead his case with her. As soon as the two met, their eyes met and they understood everything.

He pulled her to a secluded place and said, "Everything is what Madam wished for. Madam is pregnant, so she must take good care of herself. I have already got off the boat and left a letter for Your Majesty. Your Majesty will come and rescue you once he knows about it."

"When your majesty was young and lived in the Xie Mansion, he always came to me to discuss medicine with me." Doctor Mo spoke very quickly, and then turned his head to see that no one was coming. "Madam, the ship is heading to Japan. Your majesty is far away in Yunjing. Even if he comes, it will take time. It is even more difficult to find his trace on the sea. Madam, you must make all the plans."

After confirming her guess, Song Nihuan felt relieved and said, "Please tell me, sir."

"Xie Yunji specifically told you when Madam was in a coma that you must tell him if you are pregnant. I am afraid he will not keep the baby. If Madam's belly gets bigger and we can't hide it anymore...what should we do?" Doctor Mo's eyes fell on her still flat belly. "Madam must try to save the baby."

"Sir, can you help me?" she asked, standing on tiptoe to look under the boat and at the dock. "Sir, just create some chaos like you did just now, and I will try to get off the boat first and find a place to hide."

Mo Dafang shook his head, "No. Madam, you don't know how capable the eldest master is... It's easy to find you in such a remote port."

"How about Madam...get the eldest son drunk with wine and pretend to have sex with him! You can get pregnant openly in a month or so. He won't live long anyway, so focus on the present first and make plans for the future later!"

Song Nihuan looked at the blue-robed doctor in front of her in horror, speechless for a moment.

It was not because of Doctor Mo's plan, but because he said that Xie Yunji would not live for long...

She knew that his health was not as good as before, but he looked normal during this period, so she thought he was fine.

Doctor Mo looked at her without saying anything, letting her digest it herself.

Song Nihuan looked at him and asked, "Why can't Xie Yunji live much longer?"

"The eldest son was injured in his early years and has not been properly treated. His health is seriously damaged, his liver qi is stagnant, and he took the strong medicine from the divine doctor Xun Fang, which depleted his own vital energy..." Doctor Mo said, "Okay, I won't say much. I know that the eldest son loves his wife. If his wife is willing to humble herself, she will definitely get him drunk. This is the only time, and it will be done."

Song Nihuan: “…”

Mo Dafang looked at the pale face of the woman in front of him and said with concern: "Your Majesty has no son so far, and only loves Madam, but offspring are the foundation of the country, Madam must keep this only flesh and blood for Your Majesty."

She took a deep breath, and the salty sea breeze entered her lungs. The nausea came back. She covered her mouth and nose and waved her hands, "I understand. You don't need to say more."

"Hurry up. You can't keep using the excuse of seasickness." Doctor Mo instructed, "The seasickness medicine I prescribed for you, including the soup medicine from the past few days, are all for the fetus. Madam, you can take them without worry."

Song Nihuan lowered her eyes and stared at the woman in white at the dock, feeling mixed emotions in her heart, and then nodded slightly.

The blue-robed doctor bowed his head, then lifted his robe and left.

After a long time, the woman leaning against the porthole leaned over and covered her face.