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

The journey back to the palace was peaceful.

It was dark in the carriage. Xie Lang lowered his eyes and carefully lifted the veil on Wen Hemian's face.

She seemed to be certain that she would not be caught. Apart from this layer of veil, her face was completely uncovered, and her skin was as white as cream, soft, and smooth.

Three years have passed, and Xie Lang has changed a lot, but he has left almost no trace on her. Everything is the same as before.

The clear and distinct eyebrows and soft and plump lips were all captivating. Perhaps because she was not feeling well, her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if a corner of the bright moon was rubbed, making her look less cool.

Xie Lang had seen her in women's clothing once and remembered it clearly.

So that you can recognize it at a glance in the crowd.

"When you return to the capital, be prepared to be caught by me."

Xie Lang's hoarse voice was bitter. He blinked his eyes, too greedy to move away for a moment. He felt a little aggrieved, and gently hugged Wen Hemian and rubbed her shoulder: "This time, I won't let you go again."

Three years ago, it was because of his negligence. With his teenage recklessness and arrogance, he thought he could handle everything, but he didn't know that someone had already secretly cleared the obstacles for him.

Wen Hemian was probably forced to make this decision due to the situation, but there are other solutions.

She just didn't want him anymore.

But Xie Lang was unwilling to let go.

The carriage drove smoothly into the palace.

Seeing that His Majesty came back before staying overnight today, Lai Xi was shocked and confused, not knowing what had happened for a moment. The secret guard driving the carriage also shook his head and dared not say more.

The doubts reached their peak when he saw His Majesty carrying someone out of the carriage.

Lai Xi lowered his head and dared not look directly at the emperor. He only caught a glimpse of a piece of snow-white clothes passing by in front of him. That should be the person being held, but he was lying quietly in the arms of His Majesty and he could not hear any sound. He had no idea what was going on.

Lai Xi bowed, stood up and hurried to follow.

Then he watched His Majesty carry the person into the side hall - this was where Lord Wen used to live in the palace!

Later, His Majesty also lived there permanently, so the room was kept clean all the time. All the necessary supplies were available, and there was no dust.

Xie Lang held the person steadily and placed him carefully on the couch.

When he was young, he could not break free from her strength no matter what he did. But when he picked her up today, he found that she was thinner than he thought. She was like a feather in his arms, so light that it made him feel uneasy, as if she would float away if he was not careful.

"Lai Xi." The emperor ordered coldly, "Go and get a few palace maids to wait here."

As an emperor, Xie Lang's harem has always been coveted by people intentionally or unintentionally. He got tired of the frequent bed-climbing incidents and later simply stopped allowing the palace maids to serve him.

Since Wen Hemian was a woman, he had to make other considerations.

"You must have a pure mind. If anything goes wrong, I will only hold you responsible."

A drop of cold sweat dripped down Lai Xi's forehead. He was sent out before he could find out the truth.

"Yes."

After sending away the irrelevant people in the hall, Xie Lang stared at Wen Hemian silently for a long time, his eyes still red with grievance. He raised his hand and wiped it forcefully across her lips, as if he wanted to pour out all the bitterness he had accumulated over the years.

But when he saw her frown, he suddenly felt a little bit of pity.

After a while, he leaned over and hugged her.

"Wen Hemian, you can't escape."

……

Wen Hemian admitted that he was indeed not on guard against Xie Lang.

So much so that when they met again, besides being horrified, she never expected that Xie Lang would attack her.

I got hit unexpectedly.

When I woke up, I felt a slight pain in the back of my neck. I opened my eyes dazedly and saw a large carved bed with curtains hanging down. I could not see the scene outside clearly.

There was a faint fragrance floating in the air, and Wen Hemian felt as if it was a little familiar. She woke up and after a while, she supported herself with her hands and sat up.

Before she had time to sort out her messy thoughts or look around, the first thing she noticed was the feeling of restraint on her left hand. She raised her hand and saw that it was actually a thin gold chain with a round ring at the top buckled on her wrist. It was very long and she pulled several times before pulling out the rest. The other end was tied to the end of the bed.

She blinked slowly.

Lock or chain?

...Does Xie Lang want to lock her up here?

Lifting the curtain with her right hand, Wen Hemian was completely sure that she was now in the palace, still in the side hall where she used to live. The furnishings here had hardly changed at all, and it seemed that there were some things that did not belong to her, but they did not seem out of place in the hall.

Thinking that the chain was long enough, Wen Hemian had no intention of forcibly breaking it for the time being.

It was bright outside and it seemed to be the next day, but Wen Hemian did not feel hungry. She did not bother to think about whether something had happened that she did not know about. She put on her shoes and walked out.

We must find Xie Lang first.

Last night's meeting was not very pleasant. She didn't know what Xie Lang's attitude towards her was now. Anyway, she had to confirm it, and a face-to-face interview was the best way.

When she reached the door, before she could open it, it was opened by someone from the outside.

What came into view was the figure of Xie Lang. He was wearing quite luxurious clothes, black with gold embroidery. Wen Hemian had never seen them before. He guessed that perhaps they were newly made in the palace in recent years. His Majesty the Emperor would not lack clothes for him.

Wen Hemian's fingertips curled slightly, and he heard him ask: "Master, where are you going?"

If what he said last night was just an angry remark, then he is still willing to call me Grand Tutor now... Wen Hemian calmed down a little and calmed down his tone: "I am just about to go find His Majesty."

"No need to look for me, I'm here."

Xie Lang laughed softly, and for some reason it made people's scalps tingle.

Wen Hemian didn't know how he had been spending the past three years. This change was very strange to her. She couldn't help but pursed her lips: "Okay, let's sit down and talk..."

Before she could finish her words, Wen Hemian's eyes blurred. Xie Lang suddenly stepped forward and picked her up again. The feeling of weightlessness that came instantly made her feel uneasy. Wen Hemian's voice trembled, and she rarely lost her composure: "Xie Lang!"

Not long after I walked out, I was back on the couch. The bedding was soft and thick, and I didn't feel too uncomfortable when my back touched the bed. Instead, the feeling of oppression brought by the person leaning over me was even stronger.

Xie Lang's expression was gloomy and unclear: "What do you want to talk about? How I've been spending the past three years? Why I didn't go to court? Or why... I prepared this thing?"

He glanced at the gold chain on Wen Hemian's wrist, and his expression suddenly became gloomy and cold. The low voice seemed to carry a bit of accusation: "Wen Hemian, you are really cruel."

That was three years, more than a thousand days and nights.

Wen Hemian opened his lips and was about to argue, but the other party pinched his chin and kissed him without saying a word.

Scalding and hot.

With an overwhelming straightforwardness.