After the death escape, I became the white moonlight of the crazy tyrant

The palace road was deserted and snow was falling heavily.

The ancient and dull bell sounded, and was instantly carried by the wind, echoing throughout the capital.

It's the death knell.

When the emperor passed away, the entire palace was in chaos, and the palace servants were running around, busy preparing for a series of matters related to the burial.

Amid the hustle and bustle, no one noticed that a thief had sneaked into the imperial kitchen. With his skinny little hands, he opened the steamer and quickly took out a few buns. Then, just like when he came, he quietly returned to his palace in the wind and snow.

The palace was deserted, but the child did not let his guard down. He closed the door, shrank himself into a corner, took out the bun in his arms, and began to eat it slowly.

It was too cold outside and the buns had already gone cold, but he didn't care. At this critical juncture, no one would remember to send food to an unfavored little prince. If he was picky, he would only wait to starve to death.

I had just finished eating half of it when I heard a noise coming from outside.

"Are you sure this is here?"

The child suddenly stopped moving, he pricked up his ears, and heard someone push open the door, and then walk towards him step by step.

After a while, a piece of snow-white clothing appeared in front of his eyes.

When Wen Hemian saw Xie Lang, he was inevitably stunned.

She had thought Xie Lang would be pitiful, but she didn't expect him to be so pitiful.

Actually, the child should be ten years old this year, but he is very skinny. Not only is there no flesh on his cheeks, but there are also bruises on the corners of his eyes and mouth. He is wrapped in thick clothes that don't fit him well. His pair of dark eyes are wide open, staring at her vigilantly and coldly.

There was still half a cold bun in his hand.

No wonder it turned dark.

Wen Hemian thought.

How can we expect a child who did not receive love in his childhood to love others when he grows up?

Xie Lang raised his head and looked at the person in front of him.

This man was undoubtedly the most handsome. His white brocade robe made his face look like jade. One could tell at a glance that he was a noble son of the capital. His eyes were like bright stars, and he looked at him with a gentle smile.

But who would appear in the palace at this time? Xie Lang's eyes swept over the badge hanging around her waist, and his hands moved more quickly.

"who are you?"

Xie Lang asked the first question since they met, his voice was dry and a little hoarse.

"Poor little thing."

The next moment, Xie Lang heard the man chuckle, and then a handkerchief with a faint scent wiped the corner of his lips, and the voice fell into his ears softly.

"My name is Wen Hemian. I am the prince of Huailing and the tutor appointed by Your Majesty for Your Highness. From now on, I will be the tutor for Your Highness."

At this point, Wen Hemian paused and said, "Oh, no, maybe I should call you Your Majesty."

Emperor Shun had few children, and the few princes who had grown up with great difficulty suffered heavy casualties in the fight for the throne. In the end, by accident, only the little prince in the cold palace survived and was forced to be named the crown prince.

Not long after, Emperor Shun passed away, and the young prince was naturally turned into a puppet. He was bullied on the road to power, and his character became more and more extreme. In the end, he killed the male and female protagonists, causing the entire world in the book to completely collapse.

Yes, the world of books.

Wen Hemian was not in good health before he traveled through the book. Before he could be happy for long after traveling through the book, he was informed of the bad news by the system.

She has no worries in the modern world and just wants to live a good life. In order to prevent the world from collapsing, she agrees to the system's task - to raise the young emperor Xie Lang and guide him onto the right path to become a wise ruler.

It’s this little guy in front of you.

Wen Hemian withdrew his hand and looked at Xie Lang thoughtfully: "Why, don't you believe me?"

The faint fragrance left him. Xie Lang bit his lip. He didn't say anything. The other party also waited patiently. So he hesitated: "...Can you let me have a full meal?"

"That's all you're pursuing?"

Wen Hemian laughed, and looking at the little boy's appearance, he felt pity for him. He squatted down and wanted to touch his head, but was avoided.

The skinny kid said with a serious expression: "You haven't answered my question yet."

"Yes, of course."

Wen Hemian was so amused by his persistence that she said seriously, "Not only can it make your majesty full, but it can also make sure that all the people in the world have enough to eat."

Xie Lang wondered what the people of the world had to do with him, but before she could say it out loud, Wen Hemian picked her up, staring at her in surprise with his eyes wide open.

"Put me down!"

Xie Lang grew up under the cold eyes of the palace people. He had never had such a close relationship with others and felt uncomfortable all over.

But after struggling for a few times, he was slapped on the butt without changing his expression.

Xie Lang:!

Wen Hemian smiled and said, "Don't be so stubborn. Can you still walk?"

The time Xie Lang spent in silence was enough for Wen Hemian to observe him. In addition to his chapped fingers, the boy's shoes were also worn out, with his toes exposed and bleeding from the cold. He would curl up when he was nervous, looking both pitiful and adorable.

If Wen Hemian initially took on the mission just to prevent the world from collapsing and to keep himself alive, after seeing the little guy, he unexpectedly became more sincere.

Poor child, he deserves to be raised well.

"Then I don't want you to hug me."

The child had an expression on his face that was hard to tell whether it was anger or shame, and he looked awkward.

"Okay." Wen Hemian agreed, but continued doing what he had to do. He carried the kid around for a while, and barely found a place to stay. He put him down and took away the uneaten bun in the kid's hand.

Everything that happened afterwards seemed like a dream to Xie Lang.

Wen Hemian sent someone to help him wash and groom himself, tidied his frizzy hair, applied medicine to the wounds on his body, and finally had a sumptuous meal.

The temporary palace was redecorated and covered with soft quilts and blankets. The heating was on and the room was warm. The guards were still repairing the windows. Wen Hemian simply turned around and went to see what the kid was doing.

Xie Lang changed into new clothes and wrapped himself in a quilt, feeling drowsy. However, he was not very peaceful even at this time. When Wen Hemian reached out to touch his forehead, he subconsciously curled up his body and avoided her movement.

This is a sign of extreme insecurity.

The description of just two or three sentences in the book actually depicts the entire childhood of the kid.

"The plot is quite cruel." Wen Hemian sighed, patted the kid on the back, and said softly, "Sleep well, no one will be able to bully you in the future."

After all, it was the cub she decided to protect.

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Reading tips:

1. Mine clearance: It should be clearly written in the copy. There will be death escape + forced in the later stage. Don't enter if you don't like it. But it is also a firm two-way rush. The two protagonists need time to change.

2. Regarding the age difference, the heroine is six years older than the hero, so she is younger! The hero will grow up in about 15 words, which should be chapter .

3. Updates will follow recommendations, and the fixed update time is o'clock every night. If you have a lot of manuscripts, you are welcome to follow! PK is very important for the book, so I hope you don't save manuscripts and actively follow the update. Love you!