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

Xie Yunji never thought that there would be a day when he would act stupid and foolish like this.

Song Nihuan looked at him with a hurt expression, feeling suspicious. Could it be that everything that happened last night was just a dream?

If that's the case, that would be great.

He walked closer to her and touched her hand gently, "Don't leave, okay?"

"Just wait for me to marry you, okay?"

His fingertips were warm, and the touch made her heart palpitate. She stared at him, her mind racing, and she gently hooked her fingertips around his, "Brother Zi Che, are you studying history?"

"Of course, what's the matter?" He answered calmly.

"I have no intention of eavesdropping on your conversation with the Sixth Prince, but the Prince of Qi's rebellion has far-reaching implications. I want to know what exactly is going on. Brother Ziche, can you tell me about it?"

He smiled brightly, "Of course. But it's hard for people to see the whole picture from their own perspective. What Ni Huan and I said is just my personal opinion. If you want to know the objective whole picture, you have to wait until the Hanlin Academy discusses and compiles the final version of the Qi Wang Rebellion. Then promise me that you won't leave, right?"

Song Nihuan nodded and said softly, "Well, I won't leave."

Unexpectedly, the next moment he took a step forward, getting closer to her, and bowed his head slightly: "Kiss me."

The sweet fragrance from Song Nihuan's hair penetrated into his nostrils, just like her, alluring and soft. He couldn't help but think of the confusing yet sober kiss last night.

Xie Yunji's voice was low and gentle. She looked up at him in surprise and met his burning gaze blankly. His earnestness and sincerity made it impossible to refuse.

It seems that the gloomy face in the confused memory of last night is not the same person...

Song Nihuan stood on tiptoe and gently kissed his jade-like cheek.

Seeing her so obedient, Xie Yunji suddenly felt that all the boiling anger and resentment he had felt before were made up for.

*

This earthquake seemed to have become a battlefield for the powerful to compete with each other. Everyone wanted to show off in front of the emperor, especially the Sixth Prince who had the greatest hope of becoming the Crown Prince and the Crown Prince who was competing with him.

It has been more than a month since the earthquake, and the damaged streets and buildings have been almost restored. People's livelihood is gradually recovering, and the streets are full of people and laughter.

People cannot live in pain forever. It seems that people have come out of their grief.

But after laughing, I couldn't help feeling lost.

The Xie family's house was already exquisite, and they originally wanted to restore it, but as they were working on it, they thought that since it had already been moved, they might as well repair the deep-seated problems that had accumulated over the years. This was a huge project and could not be completed in a short time.

It seems that I have to stay in the villa for a while longer.

As the days passed, people relaxed a bit, but they naturally couldn't sit idle every day, especially the Xie family's side branches which had young men of school age and young masters preparing for exams.

In the past, the Xie Mansion was very large, with several branch houses spread out over a large area. On weekdays, the young ladies in the boudoir had no chance to meet men from other clans, even if they were from the same clan.

This time in the villa, I heard that Xie Yunji has been giving lectures to the young men of the Xie family these days. The young ladies, who have been kept in the boudoir, know that this opportunity is really rare. The young top scholar, this cousin only appears in legends and not everyone has the chance to see him.

Xie Yunji's biological mother died early, and Mr. Xie's second wife was young, so there was no time to avoid suspicion. It was impossible for him to call him over to meet her on weekdays through his second wife. This was the only chance.

Since he was lecturing in the Xie clan school, and the people of Dazhao were open-minded, girls from large families would invite teachers to give lectures when they reached school age. Now that Xie Yunji, Xie Hanlin, was giving the lecture himself, it was fine for them to go and watch.

Xie Shisiniang muttered, "Didn't I vaguely see it in the main hall that day? What's there to see? It's just two eyes and a nose. Why did you go?"

Xie Jiuniang glanced at her and said, "You are still young, what do you know?"

Which woman in Yunjing doesn't want to witness Xie Hanlin's elegance with her own eyes?

Everyone laughed and walked towards Xie's school.

When the group walked to the front of the school, they found that the school was surrounded by gauze screens. Xie Yunji seemed to be in the innermost part. They could only see his figure vaguely, but could not see his appearance clearly.

All that could be heard was Lang Lang's reading voice, and then the gentle and pleasant sound of him breaking down poems. A moment later, when he called on Xie Qillang and Shiyilang to answer individually, his voice was still as pleasant as before, but it was filled with a rigor and oppression that made people feel breathless.

The young ladies who were chattering before became reserved when they saw Xie Yunji, separated by a screen.

The person behind the screen seemed to notice the sisters outside looking around.

The young ladies bowed to their cousin across the screen.

Although Xie Yunji was married, he had not yet gotten married. These cousins ​​were also unmarried. There were no elders present. Xie Yunji walked to the edge of the screen so that they could hear him clearly while being very tactful to avoid suspicion.

He calmly returned the greeting, greeted the elders of the young ladies, and said, "The principles of governing the world that I talked about today are mostly obscure and difficult to understand. If you cousins ​​also want to hear a little bit, I will inform the lady to set up another girls' school next to it. Can you cousins ​​come again?"

The young ladies looked at each other, then lowered their heads and blushed, saying obediently and respectfully: "We all listen to our cousin."

Little Fourteenth Lady had never liked studying since she was little. She was very troubled when she heard that she had to study. She couldn't help but say, "We sisters don't need to learn how to govern the world, right? Please, cousin, please change to something interesting and easy to understand..."

Xie Jiuniang tugged at her sister's skirt and whispered, "Don't blame me, cousin. Fourteenth Niang is young and naive, and all she thinks about are the interesting stories of knights..."

Xie Yunji smiled and said, "My daughter from the Xie family is not comparable to others. Whether it is the way to govern the world or the anecdotes of knights, they are all knowledgeable."

Without waiting for Xie Yunji to say anything, several young ladies turned around and ran away.

They finally breathed a sigh of relief when they walked all the way into the garden. However, just like when Xie Yunji was here just now, everyone was silent and reserved, and even Xiao Shisiniang was silent.

After a long while, Fourteenth Lady spoke first: "I don't want to go to any school. I finally have a few days to relax. If you want to go, go by yourself. Don't drag me along."

Qi Niang was speechless.

"My cousin..." Xie Jiuniang sighed, and felt that there were no words to describe her current mood, which seemed to be a mixture of loss and relief.

What they lose is that such a beautiful person will never belong to them.

Fortunately, they and he both have the surname Xie, and are blood relatives bound together until death.

"He actually remembers us?" Qi Niang asked.

"Dad said that he is a Hanlin scholar and often walks before the emperor to answer questions. The emperor always asks him for advice, so it is not difficult for him to remember who each of us is..."

"It turns out that Yaguan Jingzhong is not just a name..." Qi Niang also sighed, "The praises of him in the capital are still too modest."

He is the top scholar and the youngest imperial scholar in Dazhao. Many people would like to ask him for advice but are unable to find the way.

Just now he said that he would set up a separate school for them...

Although they could not see his appearance clearly, his soothing and gentle tone, and his dignified and solemn gestures all reminded them of those beautiful poems.

A gentleman is like jade, almost perfect.