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

"really?"

Xie Lang looked up suddenly, and all the loneliness in his eyes disappeared.

His breathing became slightly tense, as if he was trying to suppress his excitement.

Saying it the second time isn't that difficult.

Wen Hemian once again gave an affirmative answer: "It's true, I will attend."

Wen Hemian thought, it must not be that she felt Xie Lang was too pitiful, but that he was just too good at acting like a spoiled child.

After many days, Wen Hemian finally regained the sense of familiarity from Xie Lang's behavior that vaguely recalled the old times.

Thinking of Xie Lang's personality, Wen Hemian warned again: "Don't do anything weird. If you want to do something, do it well. We can talk about it later if there is anything else."

Xie Lang readily agreed: "Don't worry, Hanshuang."

There was smile in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

Although he really wanted to take this opportunity to declare Wen Hemian his, the world is ultimately more harsh on women.

Xie Lang had no name or status, and even though he didn't care about the criticism he suffered, he couldn't bear to see it fall on Wen Hemian.

It was he who was determined to drag Wen Hemian into this abyss, so he must have paved the way for her before that.

Wen Hemian is no longer concerned about the name. He won’t listen to anything he says, and he has done things that are even more outrageous. So what does this matter?

She was not unaware that her guard was quietly falling.

It’s just that I don’t seem to care as much as I did at the beginning.

Especially after hearing Xie Lang confess his inner thoughts again and again.

She was shaken.

"What are you thinking about?"

After Xie Lang finished speaking, he saw Wen Hemian in a daze.

During these days in the palace, she spent much more time in a daze than before.

Every time this happened, Xie Lang would feel as if there was an invisible barrier between them. He would feel anxious but also eager to talk to her.

It seems that this is the only way to narrow the distance between them.

Wen Hemian came to his senses and touched his neck unconsciously.

She hesitated for a few seconds, and finally asked awkwardly: "Xie Lang... do you really like me that much?"

Wen Hemian has not talked about this matter openly yet. She finds it difficult to define her own feelings, so she cannot give a response easily, for fear that Xie Lang will have hope and then be disappointed.

But seeing that the kid is unwilling to let go, maybe we really need to have a good talk.

Xie Lang was stunned, then smiled.

"Yeah, I like it very much."

"Master, you may not know that the first dream I had was also about you."

"Later on the Qixi Festival, I saw you meeting that Murong guy, and then I figured out what I wanted."

"There are many dark things in the palace, and I have never seen two people who love each other... Later, I struggled for a long time. On the one hand, I felt that my thoughts were wrong and I couldn't control myself. On the other hand, I was afraid that you would know and be disappointed in me."

As he spoke, his eyes dropped.

"You're right. Three years ago, I was reckless and frivolous. I wanted to force you and pushed you into a situation where you couldn't move forward or backward. But later, I really reflected on myself."

"I don't know how to get your attention again. I used some wrong means to force you to compromise... But I like it. It's clean."

The scattered hair hung down, covering the slightly red ears.

Wen Hemian blinked with difficulty, his heart filled with an unprecedented emotion, and he was panicked for a moment: "What dream?"

Xie Lang was silent for a few moments: "A spring dream."

He said, "After having such a dream, I didn't know how to face the Grand Tutor the next day, but the Grand Tutor was unaware and told me about it to my face."

Wen Hemian's memory came back, and he covered his face with a bit of embarrassment: "I was still a man at that time, right?"

So it wasn't a spur-of-the-moment idea at all, but something I had been thinking about for a long time.

"Also, when Murong Yue and I met for the first time, no wonder I felt a chill down my spine. It turned out that His Majesty was watching me from behind... Was the script in the imperial study also from that place?"

Once he connected all the things that were wrong together, Wen Hemian figured it all out.

She stared at Xie Lang blankly and concluded, "Your Majesty, you are truly capable."

She knew that Xie Lang was not so kind behind the scenes, and adhering to the idea of ​​giving children a certain amount of freedom, she did not do much to interfere.

I didn't expect to neglect so many terrifying things when I think about them carefully.

The key point is that this wolf cub with bad intentions has been trying hard to disguise himself in order to achieve his own wishes.

I felt a chill down my spine and was actually a little touched.

It's crazy.

Wen Hemian sighed slightly: "If you don't tell me, I may never know it in my life. Why do you remember to tell me today?"

Xie Lang walked forward and held her hand seriously: "I just feel that I have deceived Master Tai a lot."

He said the second half of the sentence with a little trepidation: "Hanshuang, will you be disappointed in me because of this?"

Wen Hemian shook his head: "No. You didn't kill innocent people. No matter what, you are a good monarch in my heart."

Xie Lang caught the key point: "If you can't do that, then why did you come back?"

The mature version of His Majesty the Emperor was far more perceptive and more graceful than before, and could leave people speechless with just one question.

He did not force Wen Hemian, but had more means to find out what he wanted to know.

Xie Lang lowered his eyes, squatted down, and his voice became deeper.

"Or let me ask it another way. It's just for me, right?"

Perhaps the frankness just now gave her more confidence. Wen Hemian subconsciously raised her hand and touched his head, saying softly, "Yes."

Xie Lang was different from before in every way, just like his hair, which had become a little hard and no longer fluffy, like a retracted sword, majestic and heavy.

Xie Lang curved his lips, looking very happy: "That's enough."

Wen Hemian didn't come back because of his sudden change in reputation, which meant that in her heart, he might no longer be a responsibility, but just a concern.

Thinking of this, Xie Lang even took the initiative to rub his head against Wen Hemian's hand, being gentle and well-behaved, as if he was completely relieved.

He rambled slowly.

"You hope that I will be a wise ruler. Others also think so. At first, I couldn't understand why you wanted to help me. I even had the absurd idea that someone was behind you to be so nice to me. Later, when I thought about it, I found it ridiculous... It was all because of the goodness of the Master. I was narrow-minded."

His tone was flat, as if he really regarded these as insignificant matters, and he even laughed after he finished speaking.

Wen Hemian was frightened when he heard this.

Xie Lang is so smart.

From the performance of the system, Wen Hemian had noticed that the system and the so-called administrator were both wary of Xie Lang, and were willing to pay a price to trade with her in order to correct Xie Lang onto the right path.

Although he was unable to think of more due to the limitations of his worldview, he also realized that he was being vaguely controlled.

His insight is so terrifying, no wonder he can cause the entire world line to collapse by himself.