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

Chapter 142 "For the sake of the Grand Tutor, it is not shameful to be a tyrant"

Xie Lang dared to imagine what Wen Hemian would look like in her wedding dress.

It will definitely look better than it does now.

If Wen Hemian hadn't agreed, he wouldn't just be thinking about it secretly here.

Xie Lang swallowed the dirty thoughts in his heart, raised a smile at the corner of his lips, walked over, with undisguised admiration in his eyes: "This suits you very well."

Wen Hemian hesitated to speak, feeling that Xie Lang wanted to say more than just this. She tugged at the corner of her clothes and said, "I just feel like something is not right."

His Majesty the Emperor smiled and put his hand on her waist, squeezing it, his movements were not without intimacy: "There is still some extra around your waist, send it back and have them make some adjustments."

After that, he seemed to be a little distressed and muttered: "Is the food in the palace not to your liking? Why have you lost some weight?"

The size was measured a few days ago. It hasn't been long since then, but Wen Hemian has lost weight. Xie Lang is a little dissatisfied and has already thought about how to criticize the people in the imperial kitchen.

Wen Hemian's mouth twitched, and he suppressed his thoughts: "It's spring now, it's not the time to put on weight for the autumn."

Why is she so thin? If she were in modern times, her height and weight would be normal, okay?

Xie Lang murmured, "It's because I cared too much. The image of the sickly Taifu is deeply rooted in people's hearts, and I almost forgot..."

Xie Lang is very good at telling lies with his eyes open.

Wen Hemian couldn't find any excuses to defeat Xie Lang, so she decisively stopped talking and went back behind the screen to change her clothes.

When looking at the bronze mirror again, Wen Hemian glanced at his neck as if possessed by a ghost. The bite marks there had completely disappeared. After using the best ointment, not even a scar mark was left.

I don't know why, even though many days have passed, I can't help but shudder when the scene appears in my mind again.

Experiencing the feeling of being dominated by emotions for the first time, Wen Hemian felt a burning sensation in his heart and quickly looked away.

As long as you don’t look at it or think about it, it won’t happen.

……

After handing the clothes to the palace maid, Wen Hemian prepared to write a letter.

Xie Lang continued to be a diligent emperor and was very busy. Memorials were piled up high. Wen Hemian passed by him and took a piece of paper and left.

Xie Lang couldn't stop her. He watched her turn the paper over and read what was written on it.

With just a few strokes, the little figures above, some sitting or lying, come to life. The subject is undoubtedly Wen Hemian.

Wen Hemian glanced at his hands, then looked at the slightly guilty emperor, and after a long pause he uttered, "I don't want to talk about you."

Xie Lang was shameless: "I don't mind if the Master says a few more words."

Anyway, he likes Wen Hemian no matter what he looks like.

Wen Hemian took a deep breath, resisted the urge to slap the paper on his face, turned around, slapped the paper on the table, and took another clean piece of paper.

Xie Lang carefully put away the piece of paper, thinking that the Grand Tutor was still as soft-hearted as ever.

No matter how angry you are, it won't ruin his feelings.

The main purpose of writing the letter was to reassure those in the palace who cared about her. Wen Hemian didn't waste any words. She simply wrote a few sentences to explain her situation and comfort them. Then she folded it, put it in an envelope, and gave it to Huo Ping who was waiting outside.

Huo Ping nodded: "Don't worry, Master Wen, I will definitely deliver it to you."

Huo Ping is not married yet, so he wants to watch the fun. He has been on duty these days just to see how things will develop with these two. In short, the situation is much more interesting than he imagined.

Anyone can see that His Majesty is more deeply in love and more obsessed. Look at when he just came back, he once thought that the Imperial Master and His Majesty were going to have a falling out, but now it seems that it is still okay?

Huo Ping shook his head secretly, looking forward to the scene of his colleagues seeing Lord Wen.

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Ever since Uncle Lu pointed out that the young lady was still alive, Qingyun calmed down and took care of all the affairs in the palace carefully.

If nothing else, it's so that the young lady will have a place to stay when she comes back one day.

It was a pity that after waiting for three years, Qingyun did not see Wen Hemian return home. Instead, he saw His Majesty abduct a woman into the palace. It was said that the woman looked very much like the former imperial teacher.

Qingyun had seen Xie Lang coming to the palace without interruption for three years, and his original dissatisfaction had almost been worn away. But when he heard the news, he exploded.

It would be fine if he couldn't forget it, but why did he want to hurt other innocent girls? Even if the young lady was here, Your Majesty would be severely scolded.

She was very angry.

Fortunately, not long after, Huo Ping delivered a letter from the palace.

Qingyun and the commander of the imperial guards were also acquainted. When she saw the envelope in his hand, she immediately realized something was wrong: "May I ask, Lord Huo, what are you doing in the palace?"

That is to say, ever since His Majesty brought that woman into the palace, he has never come to the palace again. It seems wrong that Huo Ping came here alone.

Huo Ping said concisely: "Send the letter."

Qingyun seemed to have sensed something and quickly took the letter and opened it. She was familiar with the content and before she even started reading it, she couldn't help but feel her eyes getting hot.

After learning the whole story from the content of the letter, Qingyun wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and tightly grasped the letter: "Since the young lady is back, why does your majesty want to imprison her in the palace? Isn't this an insult? Even if you are the emperor, you should learn to respect your teachers."

"Miss Qingyun, be careful with your words."

Huo Ping's face hardened: "Your Majesty and Lord Wen have their own decisions to make. It is not convenient for us to interfere."

Qingyun snorted: "Why do you have to resort to such means? People with different ideals cannot work together. Lord Huo, please go ahead."

After knowing the truth, Qingyun's attitude towards Huo Ping who had joined in the discussion also became worse, and he decisively chose to send him away.

Huo Ping clasped his fists, bowed, and went back.

He reported this episode truthfully.

After hearing this, Wen Hemian was moved and said, "Qingyun is still as impatient as ever."

Xie Lang's expression was cold: "Since she is sincere, I will not mind her rude words."

Wen Hemian smiled and said, "On behalf of Qingyun, I would like to thank His Majesty for his magnanimity."

Although he was a bit autocratic, Xie Lang still had a very good temperament and was brave enough to take responsibility for his actions. At least he was much better than those cowardly emperors in history books who accomplished nothing and tried to blame others for their mistakes.

Xie Lang did not deny his double standards and whispered: "She is someone close to you. As long as she hasn't made a big mistake, you can let her go."

From Xie Lang's perspective, it would definitely not be worth it to create a rift with Wen Hemian for the sake of an insignificant person.

In the past, Wen Hemian was scared away because of his recklessness and impulsiveness. Now he is very cautious. He turns a blind eye to some things and just gets by.

Wen Hemian was stunned for a long time, then suddenly lowered his eyes and smiled: "I didn't realize before that Your Majesty has the potential to be a tyrant."

Xie Lang knew clearly that it was wrong for him to imprison people in the palace. Wen Hemian must be somewhat unhappy, so it was rare to see a sincere smile on his face, and he was also stunned.

"I... am not ashamed to be a tyrant for the sake of my master."

He replied stupidly in a low voice.

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