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

"He wants to jump in too?!"

Even though it happened three years ago, when Wen Hemian heard Lai Xi talk about it, he still couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

She only expected Xie Lang to be sad, but she didn't expect that he actually had the idea of ​​jumping down with her. Fortunately, Huo Ping and the others were there, so no disaster occurred.

She didn't dare to think about how guilty she would be if something happened to Xie Langzhen because of her departure.

Besides, some harm cannot be compensated by guilt.

Seeing that Wen Hemian was moved, Lai Xi quickly continued, "Then His Majesty went to the palace again. You know, His Majesty was looking forward to coming of age, but you didn't make it. His Majesty was very sad. He used the name you gave him, but later he didn't even have the ceremony of coming of age."

"And Your Majesty is really obedient. You hope that Your Majesty will be a wise ruler, so Your Majesty has really implemented the policies you left behind one by one, benefiting the world and the people are grateful. If Your Majesty cared about the rumors of a tyrant outside, you would have sent people to deal with it long ago... All of these things are just to see if you will come back to see me."

There are some things that Xie Lang is not comfortable saying out loud, but Lai Xi doesn't have so many concerns.

He has selfish motives and wants to say more good things about His Majesty in front of Lord Wen. If these two can get married sooner, wouldn't everyone be happy?

Missing Xie Lang's coming of age is not only a regret for Xie Lang, but also a regret for Wen Hemian.

Before writing that letter, she had never thought that she would end up in such a situation in the future. One can imagine how sad Xie Lang was.

She thought time would heal the pain, but now after hearing Lai Xi say this, she felt that she was wrong.

...completely wrong.

Wen Hemian felt depressed. Lai Xi beside him suddenly lowered his eyebrows and eyes, a little panicked: "Your Majesty."

"Is this scenery nice?" Xie Lang's smiling voice came from behind him, "Or are you waiting for me?"

Xie Lang stepped forward and grabbed her hand, naturally inserting his fingers into hers and interlocking theirs with great force.

Wen Hemian did not accept his feelings and was not interested in such intimate actions. He subconsciously tried to break free, but it was useless.

Xie Lang admitted frankly: "I did it on purpose, Han Shuang should forget about it."

Wen Hemian wanted to glare at someone, but he held back.

She was afraid that the wolf cub would feel good.

Xie Lang glanced at Lai Xi indifferently, obviously knowing what had just happened, but did not pursue the matter. Lai Xi was secretly happy, knowing that he had made the right bet.

I understand. Just help His Majesty to please Lord Wen.

Everyone knows that Lord Wen is the most beautiful and kind-hearted person.

Unable to shake him off, Wen Hemian calmly pulled him and walked quickly forward, too lazy to say anything more.

Anyway, you have to relax when eating.

Seeing through her intention, Xie Lang's smile deepened.

It seems that as long as they don't talk about feelings, the two of them can live in harmony forever.

I had lunch peacefully.

Wen Hemian didn't want to be conscripted again, so he refused to move no matter what. He looked at Xie Lang with a cold and calm gaze, as if to say goodbye.

The new clothes had not been made yet, so the clothes Wen Hemian wore were all found temporarily and were simple and elegant.

She was casual when she wore men's clothes, and she was also casual when she wore women's clothes. She didn't know how to take care of her hair, so she just tied it up in the simplest way. She wore no makeup, but she was always calm and cold, with clear and sparkling eyes, which made people want to possess her and flirt with her at will.

Tear up the bright moonlight.

Xie Lang hid his thoughts and laughed softly: "Hanshuang, don't look at me like that."

He was afraid that he couldn't help it.

Wen Hemian: “?”

Wen Hemian felt that it made sense for him not to want to talk to Xie Lang.

She was in a state of confusion: "Xie Lang, what are you thinking about?"

The Emperor, who was addressed by his full name, said frankly: "Some things that the Grand Master doesn't want to know."

I didn't see you covering it up?

Wen Hemian almost blurted out.

She deeply felt the barrier between normal people and abnormal people.

Wen Hemian finally realized that Xie Lang had been trying to trick her into failing since they last met.

After cultivating her character for more than ten years, she suddenly developed a rebellious mentality and did not want Xie Lang to get his wish.

My heart was filled with guilt and pain, and that's how it was wasted.

Xie Lang stopped at the right time and decided to quit while he was ahead.

He had plenty of ways to achieve his goals. Since Wen Hemian didn't want to leave, he sent someone to move the matters to be dealt with in the afternoon over. In the huge side hall, there would always be a place for him to stay.

Wen Hemian turned a blind eye to this.

She carefully read the files prepared on the bookshelf and basically had a general understanding of the layout of the court.

Xie Lang's confidants and the subordinates specially trained by Wen Hemian now firmly occupy the core positions, but she noticed that the position of the prime minister of the cabinet is still vacant.

The second assistant is Lu Zishen, who can only be said to be worthy of being the male protagonist. He holds the power and rules the people below him.

Xie Lang was not worried about not attending court, as he had some confidence.

What Lai Xi said was true. The self-destructive and dark tendencies that the system mentioned were most likely really... coming from her. The timing matched, and the motivation also matched.

What she thought was youthful enthusiasm was, in fact, something she had not forgotten even after three years. Xie Lang even suffered a lot because of it, and he had to swallow his grievances in his heart. He was the emperor, high above everyone else, and he could not confide in others.

Being an emperor might not be a happy thing in itself, and Xie Lang had no choice.

Xie Lang's fingertips tightened as he gripped the pages of the book. He had to use all his self-control to barely keep from raising his eyes, for fear of disturbing the gaze that was falling on him.

What is Wen Hemian thinking about?

The thoughts in his mind kept spreading.

He was afraid that she would be disappointed in him, and also afraid that she would always treat him like a child, so he could only keep testing her and let her slowly get used to it.

He has already driven someone away once, and it can't happen a second time.

"Your Majesty, are the ministers not to your liking? Why is the position of Prime Minister still vacant?"

After thinking about it, there were not many questions suitable to ask, so Wen Hemian avoided the main point and decided to start a chat with him.

It's not a good idea for the two of them to remain in this stalemate.

Xie Lang muttered, "That book was left for you."

Xie Lang has principles and bottom lines. He doesn't want others to be involved with what he gave to Wen Hemian. It doesn't matter whether it's there or not, he has to keep it anyway.

Wen Hemian had thought of several possibilities beforehand, including this one. She said dumbly, "If I hadn't come back..."

"No!" Xie Lang was really scared and was the first to interrupt her. His eyes were filled with sadness as he looked at her. "It's unlucky. Don't say it."

Wen Hemian noticed his excitement and subconsciously comforted him: "It's just a hypothesis."

In response, Xie Lang told her very clearly: "It won't work even if you assume it."

He put down the book in his hand, strode to Wen Hemian, and suddenly half-knelt down, just like a head shorter, as if he was lowering his posture invisibly, like a docile big dog, and said in an extremely serious tone: "Hanshuang, it's only your business, I won't tolerate any negligence."

Wen Hemian was stunned by his sudden action and looked down at him: "You..."

"Promise me you won't say that again, okay?"

The tone was strong, and the action of taking her hand was also strong. Only the kiss on the back of her hand was gentle and pious, carrying endless longing and desire that was difficult to hide.