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

Wen Hemian: “…”

Wen Hemian could no longer bear it and snatched the medicine bottle from his hand: "You are pretending to be nice! You didn't restrain yourself just now, why are you pretending to be a nice person to make amends after the fact?"

Xie Lang blinked innocently, his eyes darkening a little: "I never said I was a good person."

Wen Hemian was speechless.

She simply didn't bother to continue arguing with Xie Lang, so she got up and went to the bronze mirror.

No matter what, she couldn't be hard on herself. She reached out her hand, dipped the ointment and applied it to the broken skin on her neck. Thinking about who had bitten it, she felt angry but also helpless.

You little bastard, you have so much energy but nowhere to use it every day.

This palace is his world. Wen Hemian lives here every day, which is too passive.

Wen Hemian applied the ointment with an indifferent look on his face, and then said, "Since Your Majesty is fine, I will go back first. I will wait for the imperial physician to come and give you a thorough examination."

Don't make her crazy again next time.

Wen Hemian is not a person who is completely without temper.

She hadn't made it clear yet, but Xie Lang dared to act so recklessly. What about the future? She had to find a way to set some rules.

If the way you deal with your child doesn't work, try another way.

Xie Lang's attitude was very clear. He was willing to listen to everything Wen Hemian said. As for whether he would do it or not, that was another matter. When Wen Hemian walked out, he followed her closely.

When Wen Hemian finished speaking and turned around, she was startled to see a figure following her half a step behind her. She didn't know what to say: "...Your Majesty, are you listening to me?"

Xie Lang nodded: "Yes."

Listening, but not listening, right?

Wen Hemian glanced at the Emperor's still pale face and was speechless for a moment. He wanted to continue scolding him, but considering that he would not listen, he simply swallowed his words back.

She felt a little helpless: "It's up to you."

While the two were delayed, the imperial physician had been invited over. He was a new face, but Wen Hemian didn't find it strange. After all, three years was enough time to change many people.

No one knew what image Xie Lang had in their minds. This imperial physician looked so cautious that even his breathing was very light, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

"Your Majesty is in good health for the time being, thanks to the incense. But if you can take some medicine, you will feel better. Your Majesty..."

The imperial doctor wanted to speak but stopped.

Wen Hemian said decisively: "Drink."

The imperial physician was new and had never seen Wen Hemian. However, as he was in the harem, he had heard about the ups and downs of the past few days and guessed that this should be the beauty brought into the palace by His Majesty.

I originally thought she was a pretty and charming woman, but now that I have met her face to face, I find that although she is beautiful, she seems to have a rather strong personality. She is the same in front of Your Majesty. Isn't she afraid of being punished?

However, something even more surprising to him soon emerged. Not only did His Majesty not punish him, but he also readily agreed: "Listen to Hanshuang."

Such tenderness was only for one person. His eyes swept over the stunned imperial physician, and his heart suddenly cooled down: "Why don't you go quickly?"

The imperial physician's instinct was faster than his brain's reaction. He shuddered and hurried downstairs to prepare.

Wen Hemian didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Why do you keep scaring them? Look, everyone in the palace is afraid of you. Is this how your reputation as a tyrant spreads?"

Xie Lang is the emperor, and Wen Hemian can't expect him to make friends like ordinary people, but at least he needs to have some people around him to talk to, otherwise it would be too lonely.

Xie Lang did not comment.

He asked Wen Hemian: "Do you still want to go back?"

Wen Hemian gritted his teeth and said, "Go back."

The imperial physician arrived at the door. She didn't want to offend Xie Lang, so she had to sit back down. She had been pressed down on the bed not long ago... Anyway, she couldn't look at this place directly in the short term, so it was impossible for her to stay.

Xie Lang wanted to follow him if he wanted, as it would be more familiar to go back to the place where he had lived before.

Xie Lang smiled softly: "When I was a child, the master held me in his arms and coaxed me. Now he just changed the way he did it. Is it necessary to be so shy?"

Xie Lang was undoubtedly very happy. He had finally gotten rid of the frail and vulnerable appearance of his youth and could now openly embrace the person he loved in his arms. There was nothing wrong with that.

Wen Hemian had a wooden face and walked out silently. Seeing this, Xie Lang had no choice but to follow him.

Lai Xi, who was waiting outside, saw that there was no movement inside after the imperial physician came out. He was so happy that he cried, thinking that good things were about to happen.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, I saw the teacher and student coming out one after another. I was suddenly confused. What was going on?

He made a bitter face and muttered to himself.

The two people in front of him couldn't hear his mutterings, and returned to the side hall in silence.

Wen Hemian went straight to bed, lowered the curtains, and closed his eyes to rest without caring what Xie Lang thought.

Xie Lang stood there for a long time, his eyes slowly moving from the silver chain to the bed. He didn't know what he was thinking about, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

No matter what, Wen Hemian is by his side now.

He had imagined this scene thousands of times in his dreams, and finally, it happened.

-

When Wen Hemian woke up, Xie Lang was no longer in the room.

Ting Laixi said that he went to court.

She felt inexplicably relieved and began to ask about the whole story.

She didn't make things difficult for him: "Pick something else to say to me."

Yesterday, he saw everything he should and shouldn't have seen. Lai Xi threw the can down the drain and said, "I won't hide it from you. Your Majesty's headache started that winter. After you left, Your Majesty was always in a trance and ran to the palace in thin clothes. Maybe he was too tired and suddenly one day he started to have a headache."

Lai Xi only realized later that it was not just the pain of losing someone close to him, but also the attachment to his lover.

But to be fair... Lai Xi glanced back slyly: "Master Wen, don't blame yourself. This is not entirely your fault."

Even Lai Xi can see the truth, Wen Hemian will not waste time on internal affairs.

She shook her head and laughed, "Did your Majesty take the medicine before going to court?"

"Drink it." Lai Xi laughed, "Your Majesty is very obedient when you are here."

Just drink it.

Wen Hemian nodded: "I want to go out for a walk. Can I go anywhere in the palace?"

Lai Xi: “Of course.”

After asking, Wen Hemian got up with peace of mind and prepared to go out for a walk.

She touched the scabbed scar on her neck, thought for a while, then took the veil beside her and put it on. It could at least cover it up a little. Otherwise it would be embarrassing if someone saw it.

The palace is big, and the restriction Xie Lang verbally gave her was only that she was not allowed to leave the palace. She just had to stay at home. Moreover, she probably had someone following her secretly, waiting to report to Xie Lang at any time.

With Lai Xi, a familiar face, around, even if someone didn't recognize Wen Hemian, they would let her pass when they saw her coming.

Wen Hemian didn't have anywhere in particular he wanted to go, so he simply walked towards the imperial study. Before he got there, he met Ye Zhaoxuan who was coming from another direction.