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

Control Yuan.

The duty room is piled with documents. Since he took on the position of Censor of the Supervisory Council, he has been much busier than before.

When I was in the Imperial Academy, I was noble and free, prepared for consultation and confidential matters. Unlike now, the relationship between the court is complicated, if you want to impeach someone without distraction, it is extremely difficult in this season of frequent changes and chaos.

Xie Yunji sat quietly for a moment, then opened the drawer. The secret compartment popped out, revealing a long sword flashing with cold light.

Haven't touched it for a long time.

Princess Qinghe practiced under the guidance of Zen Master Xuanzhu when she was young. However, before Master Xuanzhu could pass on his martial arts to her, she got married.

Later, when Xie Yunji traveled to Dazhao, he was accompanied by Zen Master Xuanzhu. Along the way, they passed through famous mountains and rivers and roamed the world. Zen Master Xuanzhu taught him everything he had learned in his life.

He was a studious person, willing to try his best in whatever he learned. Zen Master Xuanzhu's swordsmanship was unique, and he learned it.

But what's the use? In Yunjing, in the Xie family, in the court, it's completely useless.

The cold moon was like frost, and the corners of the official's blue uniform were slightly lifted in the night wind.

There were not many people in the Supervisory Council at this time.

The sword came out, bringing with it a cold light.

His entire aura changed. He was no longer the elegant scholar. Now he looked more like a swordsman who took pleasure in avenging his enemies, with strength and sharpness.

Unlike other scholars who only practiced swordplay in fancy moves, Xie Yunji's sword skills were extremely sharp, and each move carried a sharp murderous aura, which did not seem to be practiced just for physical fitness.

But... a killing skill.

His expression was cold and clear, the jade crown that bound his hair was frightened by the sword energy, his long hair fell down, and the sword energy seemed to drive the air flow around him.

He stepped back at high speed on the tiptoes, and when he was about ten feet away, there was a "ding" sound, and the two swords collided, producing intense sparks, and the man in black hiding in the dark barely managed to stand still.

"Young master, you have great swordsmanship." The secret guard blurted out.

Due to the tacit understanding they had gained over the years, the secret guards knew that if the young master used weapons, he would definitely kill someone.

Xie Yunji put away his sword with a leisurely and calm movement, completely lacking the fierceness he had when dancing with the sword just now.

He stood with his hands behind his back and sighed, "What's the use?"

The secret guard said, "Sir, your hands must not be dirty. If there is anything, just let your subordinates do it."

He couldn't just kill Le Yi like that. The death of a princess was no small matter.

He didn't want to kill anyone, but why did she keep pressing him?

Only the dead can't speak and are trustworthy.

The young man's eyebrows were cold, and he didn't even raise his eyes. He patted the dust off his hands and said as he walked: "Nothing happened."

The secret guard said again: "The young lady is here."

Xie Yunji's sharp murderous aura disappeared, but he frowned: "Why are you here at this time... It's a bit late."

When Song Nihuan arrived at the Supervisory Office, the brocade box in her arms was still warm.

She saw Xie Yunji standing outside the duty room. As if he had expected her to come, there was a faint smile on his handsome face and he opened his arms to her.

She was very excited, and thinking that they were not in Liufeng Courtyard, she walked over and gave him a subtle hug.

But he refused and held her in his arms, "Miss me?"

She nodded, "Aren't you coming back today?"

"I'll be back later." He let go of her, took her hand and walked into the room, "What did you bring me?"

"Do you like it?" She opened the brocade box, which contained porridge and side dishes, paired with seasonal drunken crab and orange, which was very refreshing and appetizing. "I could have come earlier, but the woman in the kitchen must be old and forgot about the soup on the stove. It took some time to cook another bowl. Have you eaten?"

He shook his head, "No."

"I knew you didn't eat." She smiled and said while serving the dishes, "You are not allowed to lose weight anymore. If you lose weight, you will not look good. By the way, Shuanghua is really capable. Not only did she take over Linglong's work, she also became more energetic. She took care of all the water in our yard..."

Under the light, Song Nihuan's beautiful face seemed to be covered with a gentle veil, and a smile appeared on Xie Yunji's lips and in his eyes.

The daily stories she told were like a cup of tea, warm and comfortable.

It's great to hear her talk like this.

It's just an unfortunate day today...

Song Nihuan was talking happily when he suddenly pulled her into his arms. She sat on his lap. He buried his head in her arms and murmured, "It smells so good. There's no smell of medicine anymore."

Her face changed slightly, and she hesitated, "If you don't let me take the medicine, then when can I have a child? My father is very anxious, and I don't know what's going on. Why can't I have a child..."

He hugged her, closed his eyes, suppressed the pent-up and uncomfortable emotions in his heart, and said gently: "I don't blame you."

Song Nihuan was not relieved by his words, so how could she not feel guilty?

Who in the world would not blame a woman for not being able to have children?

She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she felt powerless to say anything.

As for the child, he and she seemed to have a tacit agreement not to talk about it, except for him who explicitly forbade her to do so after he found out she was taking medication.

She knew that Master Xie had sent some maids who looked fertile to Xie Yunji, but he drove them all out.

What a good man.

He was also worried that she would harm her body by taking too many medicines, so he never put pressure on her to have children.

But can we really just avoid talking about it like this?

She couldn't bring herself to say that she wanted to take a concubine for Xie Yunji.

When she thought of him being with another woman, her heart ached.

But she also knew that it was a matter of time.

Thinking of this, the fear of losing him surged like a tide, instantly grabbing her heart. Song Nihuan's eyes sparkled with tears, and she whispered, "Can you come back early tonight?"

"Okay." He held her hand and walked out slowly, forcing himself not to look at the shy smile in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "You go back first."

Song Nihuan paused, her smile frozen on her face, and she looked at her husband with some confusion in the night.

He never took the initiative to let her pass.

Maybe there are too many things...

She nodded, "Remember to eat."

He continued, "How do you want to celebrate your birthday this year? You have never been to the house on Mount Li. The hot springs there are excellent."

"It's up to you." She smiled faintly and let go of his hand. "I'm leaving first."

From her tone, he felt that she wasn't that expectant.

Xie Yunji wanted to hold her again, but he only touched her sleeve.

He looked at her back and thought to himself, just wait a little longer, everything will be fine after a few days.