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

Princess Le Yi stood in the crowd, with an arrogant look on her pretty face, and she couldn't hide her disdain as she looked at the bride.

Led by the maid, Song Nihuan was sent to Liufengyuan where Xie Yunji lived.

I couldn't see anything along the way. I was led by someone until I sat on the big red bed. Then the veil was taken off and replaced with a round fan to cover my face.

"Young Madam must be tired. Take a rest for a while. The young master can come over after all the guests have left." Linglong said.

A man like him who is like a banished immortal, does he want to drink and chat with others tonight?

Song Nihuan couldn't help but worry. She didn't know if he would drink, and she didn't know if the two people from the Jiang family would make things difficult for him.

"Don't worry, Madam. The young master can drink quite well. Besides, on such a happy occasion, the guests just want to have fun. Who would really embarrass Xie Hanlin?" Molan consoled.

Song Nihuan was relieved now. She looked deeply at the bright lights outside the window, then lowered her eyes again.

She drank some tea in small sips and couldn't eat anything, but she wasn't hungry. She was thinking about a troublesome thing in her mind, which was that the medicine bottle that Xie Tan left for her was missing.

Come to think of it, I haven't had that problem for a long time.

Because she had the medicine given by Xie Tan, she was not worried when the disease was not occurring. But when she was packing up to move to Liufengyuan, she couldn't find the medicine bottle no matter how hard she looked, so she started to panic.

Linglong thought her panic came from the unknown of the great ceremony that was to follow...

"Young Madam, please take a look at this." Linglong held up an exquisite lotus Gu in her hand.

Song Nihuan took it and opened it, and what came into her eyes was the way of husband and wife that she had studied in Furao Court.

In fact, she basically understood what was going on.

Now that it is really needed, and with Xie Yunji...she feels anxious just thinking about it.

But on second thought, after performing the ritual of incest with Xie Yunji, I no longer have to worry about the aphrodisiac taking effect!

The sound of stringed instruments and orchestras gradually faded, and the wedding ceremony was coming to an end. Soon, the yard became quiet.

Song Nihuan was a little dazed and looked around the room carefully.

This was not her first time to come to Xie Yunji's room, but this time was different. From today on, she was the owner here and she would sleep in the same bed with him.

Just now, the maids and servants called her Madam, but she didn't react yet.

From now on, she will be someone else's wife...

What a magical transformation of identities.

She fell asleep while thinking about random things.

When I woke up, it was already late at night. I don't know when it started raining, but the raindrops rustled on the banana leaves outside the window, which was particularly reassuring on such a rainy night.

The bride got up drowsily from the red gauze tent, and the dragon and phoenix candles on the table were half burned.

She couldn't tell where she was for a moment and looked around blankly. There was no one else but herself.

After a while, she realized that tonight was her wedding night with Xie Yunji.

Why hasn’t he come yet?

Song Nihuan stood up and opened the door. Fine raindrops fell all over her head and face, making her feel very sober.

Molan, who was guarding the door, saw that she had woken up, and hurried over to push her back, saying, "Madam, why did you come out? Be careful not to catch a cold in the rain."

"Where is the young master?" she asked blankly.

"Young Master said he would not come tonight." Molan said, "I will be on duty tonight, so I will guard the door. Madam, you can sleep peacefully."

Song Nihuan tightened her collar and asked, "Did the master tell me the reason? But what happened? Did he leave any message?"

"No." Molan answered straightforwardly, three questions turned into a neat "no", but she still couldn't bear it, so she said, "I think the young master got drunk in the front hall and didn't want to disturb his wife."

Song Nihuan hummed, feeling somewhat disappointed, and asked tentatively, "Is he at Shuyu Mountain House? Can I go see him?"

Seeing that she looked unhappy, Molan remembered the young master's cold instructions and tried to dissuade her: "What are you doing, Madam? It's already midnight and the young master has gone to bed. Let's talk about it tomorrow!"

Song Nihuan had no choice but to agree. She returned to the couch, slowly removed the red hairpins on her head, took off her gorgeous and exquisite wedding clothes, leaned on the cushion, and hypnotized herself with a copy of "Journey to the Western Night Kingdom".

The rain outside the window stopped and the red candle burned out to the last inch.

The next day.

Early in the morning, maids came in one after another, carrying silver basins and brand new head ornaments, and helped the bride to wash and dress up.

After washing up, Song Nihuan looked at herself in the bronze mirror. Her long black hair was tied up with a velvet flower hairpin pinned on the side of her bun. She looked meticulous, noble and gentle.

Combing a woman's hair is a symbol of maturity for a woman in the boudoir.

Sure enough, the maid asked, "Did the young lady have a good rest last night?"

"Not bad." She smiled.

The maid knew that the bride was too embarrassed to look for it, so she went into the inner room to look for it herself. The carved bed had been made up, with no trace of it at all. The snow-white handkerchief was neatly placed on the square table beside the bed, and had not been moved at all.

The maid was surprised and asked: "How, how could this happen..."

Song Nihuan's eyes quickly swept over the Yuan handkerchief. She really didn't know what to say, so Molan explained, "Madam Liu, the young master didn't stay here last night."

Although Nanny Liu was surprised, she changed her mind and thought that maybe the young master was tired last night, or maybe the two young men were too proud to show their respect, so it was understandable that they did not perform the formal ceremony. So she took the Yuanpa and left without saying anything.

For the next few days, Song Nihuan didn't see Xie Yunji.

The answer is whether he went to the palace to be on duty or to compile history in the Hanlin Academy.

At first she didn't take it seriously. After all, he had just finished mourning and returned to duty, so he would be busy for a while.

No matter how busy you are, you have to come back at night. Don't you want to disturb her by coming back late every time?

It was sunset again. Song Nihuan was strolling in the mansion. When she was tired, she rested in a corner pavilion. She watched the fine snow falling on the bluestone slabs and disappearing in an instant. She was fascinated by it.

She didn't know what had displeased Xie Yunji? Or what had happened? Why did he marry her and then ignore her like this?

Liufengyuan is very big, and without him, it feels lonely and cold.

Following Song Nihuan were the two maids sent by the Jiang family as dowry. Their original names were no longer used and they were given new elegant names: "Caiwei" and "Handan".

Caiwei seemed to have seen through her worries and asked, "Madam, how many days have we not seen the Master?"

Mrs. Jiang sent the two of them here for another reason, which was to ask them to help her maintain her favor when Jiang Yao became pregnant or fell out of favor.

This is very common in big mansions. Instead of favoring others, it is better to keep the opportunity for your own people.

Caiwei couldn't help but feel anxious as she had been in Xie's house for more than ten days and had never seen the young master. "Molan and Linglong have been serving the young master for a long time, so you shouldn't believe everything they say. I think the young master is deliberately ignoring you. Think about it, have you offended him in any way?"

As they were talking, the sound of servants' discussions happened to be heard from the corridor outside the corner pavilion.

"The young lady is so pitiful. The eldest master left her alone on the wedding night. It has been several days, and the young master has not even stepped into the door of the bridal chamber."

"Why should we pity her? She was eager to marry here. It would be enough for her to marry here. Why is she still greedy? She was attracted to the Xie family in the first place. Now she has gotten what she wanted."