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

After giving the order, Xie Lang stood there for a while, and finally spoke in a hoarse voice: "Go back to the palace."

Huo Ping sighed inwardly.

He had watched the little emperor grow up, and who would have thought that such a change would happen.

When Lord Wen was around, His Majesty would occasionally show some temper, but he would calm down even if no one was there to comfort him. But now he has become much quieter. It’s obvious that he is in high spirits, but he is gloomy and cold all day long. I don’t know how he will get through the rest of the time.

I just hope he can figure it out soon.

Xie Lang returned to the palace.

This time, I was persuaded not to run around in a single layer of clothes, but after a night of tossing and turning, I had some signs of fever after returning to the palace.

The Imperial Medical Bureau examined him and prescribed two doses of medicine for him.

As he left, he kept shaking his head and whispered to Lai Xi, "Your Majesty is not in good condition, please take good care of him."

Lai Xi's life has been full of ups and downs these past few days, and his mood has fluctuated greatly. First, he learned that Lord Wen was actually a woman, and then he thought of the Majesty's unspeakable feelings, and he was extremely worried.

After hearing what the imperial physician said, he quickly agreed: "Don't worry, we understand."

The judge of the Imperial Hospital seemed to be hesitant to speak, and in the end did not say more.

The relationship between Your Majesty and Lord Wen is different from that between most monarchs and imperial tutors in history books. The support and help between them in their times of humble beginnings is even more unforgettable. In addition, over the years, everyone can actually see how much Your Majesty relies on Lord Wen.

How can I let it go so easily?

I can only hope that Your Majesty will come out soon.

Those in the imperial prison were either executed or exiled. The court gradually stabilized and the people went on with their lives. After all, the joys and sorrows of those in power were mostly incomprehensible to them.

So when the first firework lit up in the sky, it instantly broke the tranquility of the entire capital city. Then more beautiful fireworks rushed into the sky, lighting up the night sky, making it extremely lively.

Originally, Lord Wen was supposed to come back to have the New Year's Eve dinner with His Majesty, but unfortunately it has been ruined. Lai Xi simply ordered the imperial kitchen to prepare some simple meals, as His Majesty probably wouldn't be in the mood to eat.

His Majesty's thoughts became increasingly difficult to guess after he dropped his easy-going demeanor in front of Lord Wen.

Lai Xi was feeling nervous, at least he had eaten today's meal seriously.

After dinner, Xie Lang raised his eyes and said calmly, "Go find some paper money."

Lai Xi was caught off guard and startled: "Your Majesty..."

The young emperor sneered, "What if that happens? I don't want her to have a bad life over there."

Lai Xi was speechless.

Indeed, Your Majesty is unwilling to accept the bad news that Lord Wen may have passed away, but the chances of survival are slim. If it is really the worst case scenario, Your Majesty certainly does not want Lord Wen to suffer any injustice.

"Yes, I will prepare now."

Lai Xi took a deep breath, bowed and stepped out to prepare.

As night fell, Lai Xi sent everyone out in advance, then stood quietly by the side, watching His Majesty burn paper money with his back turned.

The bright flames licked the paper money, turning it into ashes in an instant. They were carried upward by the cold wind. Even in the snow, the temperature of the flames was somewhat scorching. Lai Xi was terrified several times when he saw the fire almost burning the dragon robe.

If he didn't know that His Majesty was not an impulsive person, he would have thought that Xie Lang would leave along with the burning flames.

After a long while, Xie Lang's hand touched the paper money but found nothing. He patted the dust off the corner of his clothes in astonishment and then said in a low voice: "Master, if you really... can you come back to see me?"

“…Even in a dream.”

"You promised to have New Year's Eve dinner with me, but you didn't do it. You said you would not break your promise."

"I was wrong, I'm sorry, don't be mad at me, okay?"

I talked a lot, but no one answered me.

Xie Lang certainly knew it.

Maybe he had been numb for too long, and when he thought about it again, he only felt a dull pain in his heart. Xie Lang stared at the flame in the basin until it burned out little by little, then he slowly looked up at the fireworks in the sky.

It was very beautiful, and he and Wen Hemian had watched it many times together.

He did not regret his feelings, but regretted that he was just as she said, too reckless and ignorant, forcing her to make a choice and put her in an extremely narrow situation.

If he could do it again, he would be more careful and think about and treat this relationship more carefully.

Instead, continue to force her.

……

It is said that the area outside the Great Wall is bitterly cold, but for Wen Hemian, the scenery here is uniquely beautiful.

Qin Yi caught a cold a few days ago and specifically told Wen Hemian not to get close to her, as if she thought she was still the weak child she used to be and still needed special care.

Wen Hemian was touched and sad.

She didn't blame the system. After all, without this deal, she couldn't go to another world, nor could she continue to survive here. There was no free lunch in the world, so this was already a perfect ending.

Wen Chengyuan pointed to the hills in the distance and said, "Shuang'er, look there. When I came here before, the barbarians had already set up camp there. A few miles ahead is the border city and tens of thousands of civilians. I led my men to beat them inch by inch into the depths of the desert, and they have not dared to come out and act arrogantly in recent years."

Wen Hemian nodded: "My father is very powerful, and the soldiers guarding the border are also very powerful."

"I risked my life to get what I wanted." Wen Chengyuan smiled and suddenly changed the subject, "Actually, Dad is very proud to have a daughter like you."

His tone was a little heavier: "The previous emperor was stupid and didn't care about state affairs. He also didn't trust the Wen family. If your mother and I hadn't gone far away to guard the border, I'm afraid the entire Wen family would have been implicated. The first few years were difficult, but fortunately we gritted our teeth and managed to get through it. It was only after the young emperor ascended the throne that things got much better."

Wen Hemian seemed to sense something and looked towards him.

Wen Chengyuan smiled: "Dad wants to say that you are very powerful."

"You protect the country and support the young emperor, so that my parents can be at the border without any worries. It is beyond the reach of ordinary people to be able to do this."

"A gentleman will never regret his decision, and the same goes for women. Believe in your own choice, and don't be too hard on yourself. Your parents will feel bad if they see it."

After going around in circles for so long, it turns out that the key point is here. Wen Hemian couldn't help laughing: "Thank you for your teachings, father. Han Shuang understands."

Those who are involved are often confused, and advice based on experience may be wrong. Once Wen Hemian was enlightened, he felt much more relaxed, and the strangeness that had not seen each other for several years was completely eliminated as they spent time together.

Her parents are very good to her.

"That's fine."

Wen Chengyuan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

He had led troops in battles for many years and had almost forgotten all the books of sages he had read in the past. It took him several days just to organize these words, and he was severely ridiculed by his wife. He dared not fall behind.

"You have done your duty anyway. You can stay here or go somewhere else. Your parents won't force you to get married. It's good enough as long as you live in peace. Do you understand?"

It has to be said that Wen Chengyuan and Qin Yi’s ideas are considered advanced in this era.

Wen Hemian arched his eyebrows, feeling genuinely pleased: "Okay."