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

When Xie Lang woke up, he was in a noisy classroom.

The clothes worn by the people around him were unfamiliar to him. They were strange, with their arms and legs exposed. They were definitely not from the dynasty he lived in, but more like what Wen Hemian had told him about - the modern era.

It was just a nap, and yet he was here. Xie Lang felt a little panicked, but his years of experience as an emperor helped him to calm himself. He began to observe the people around him without making any movement.

I don’t know if the tutor came with him.

While Xie Lang was thinking, a man walked in from outside the classroom and went straight to the podium. He spoke in a gentle but powerful voice, "Hello everyone, I am a graduate student under Teacher Jiang. Teacher Jiang has something urgent to do today, so I will take over this class for you. My last name is Wen, you can call me Senior Sister Wen."

Familiar voice.

Xie Lang suddenly looked up, his pupils shrank, and he really saw a familiar figure on the podium.

Wen Hemian was wearing a sky blue dress, with her long, slightly curly hair draped over her shoulders. Even though she was wearing a strange thing on her face, it did not hide her beauty at all. Instead, she looked inexplicably cool and elegant, so exquisite that people could not take their eyes away.

While Xie Lang was looking at her, her eyes were also looking towards Xie Lang.

Their eyes met and she gave a gentle, slightly soothing smile.

"What's the matter, Brother Xie, are you stunned?"

Someone bumped his arm and said excitedly, "I heard that senior is Teacher Jiang's last disciple. She has excellent grades and is pretty, but her health is not that good... I didn't expect that she would come to substitute for us this time!"

Xie Lang seemed to be thinking: "...Hmm."

As expected, his tutor was excellent wherever he went.

He just didn't know what the situation was now, but as long as Wen Hemian came with him, he would feel relieved.

Xie Lang did have some basic knowledge related to this world in his mind, but other than that, he had no other memories. He was able to understand a little through the few words from his current deskmate and roommate.

This institution obviously has a very good academic atmosphere. Even for elective courses, everyone is very serious. In addition, Wen Hemian teaches well and speaks slowly and steadily. As I listened, I was immersed in it.

The class passed uneventfully.

Wen Hemian packed up his things and left the classroom ahead of time.

There were no classes in the afternoon, so Xie Lang rejected his roommate's invitation to play basketball, stood up, walked through the crowd, and chased Wen Hemian.

It was just that there were too many people leaving get out of class, and he lost his target as soon as he went out. In the vast crowd, he suddenly felt confused and panicked.

Doesn’t the Master remember him?

"stupid."

Until a hand patted his shoulder and a familiar voice sounded beside him: "Here."

Turning back, I met Wen Hemian's smiling eyes, bright and clear.

"I didn't even go far. I don't know why you were so flustered. Can I still run away?"

Wen Hemian felt a little emotional after seeing the young version of His Majesty after a long time. He was so immature, but his eyes had a maturity and stability that was not expected for someone of his age.

Xie Lang couldn't help feeling a little aggrieved: "I was afraid you would leave."

Coming to a strange world, Xie Lang had never lived here before. Even if he had common sense in his mind, he still felt that he had no roots. Only when he found Wen Hemian did he find his home and suddenly settled down.

Seeing what he was thinking, Wen Hemian felt a little distressed while laughing.

But this is really not a good place to talk. Students passing by after class from time to time, Wen Hemian simply took his hand and said, "Come with me."

After a while, the two sat down in a coffee shop outside the school.

The small compartment is just enough to provide a private space.

"Just arrived here?" Wen Hemian smiled and pushed the coffee in front of him over, "Try it."

Xie Lang took a sip and frowned: "...Hmm."

He immediately realized something was wrong: "Hanshuang, how long have you been here?"

"Not long, seven days earlier than you." Wen Hemian smiled, her eyes as gentle as ever. She comforted him softly, "Don't worry, I'm very familiar with this place. It's not that we can't go back, we just need to stay here for a while."

Xie Lang looked at her in a daze.

It has to be said that Wen Hemian is always Wen Hemian, the person he is familiar with. She could see the uneasiness in his heart, so she chose to say this.

"Okay." He said.

"Okay, if you don't like it, don't drink it." Wen Hemian looked at him reluctantly taking another sip of coffee and laughed, "Give it to me."

She didn't waste it and drank the rest of the coffee in one gulp.

Under the boy's burning gaze, he smiled and suggested: "You don't have classes this afternoon, right? Let's go out for a walk?"

Xie Lang shook his head: "No."

Even though they didn't say it, they were too familiar with each other. Wen Hemian could easily see that he was very curious about this world. Now that he finally had the opportunity, he would of course take His Majesty the Emperor to experience modern life.

Xie Lang readily agreed.

Everything in the New World is new to His Majesty the Emperor.

What he saw in his memory was different from what he saw with his own eyes. Wen Hemian introduced everything to him as they walked on the road.

"The vehicles on the road are cars. With advanced modern technology, traveling thousands of miles a day is no longer a problem. In addition, there are also high-speed trains and airplanes, which are very convenient."

After all, Wen Hemian had lived in the modern world for more than 20 years, so a week was enough for her to adapt. She thought that this was also why she was asked to come first. Otherwise, it would be so awkward for the two of them to be at a loss together.

"Indeed, it's very convenient."

Just by looking at it, Xie Lang has realized how big the gap is between this world and the world they live in.

"But it doesn't matter." Wen Hemian took his hand and squeezed it gently. "The achievements of later generations are all built on the wisdom of their predecessors. We have done what we can. We should do our best and leave the rest to fate. That's enough."

Wen Hemian was actually a little worried that Xie Lang would not be able to accept this gap.

"I know, Hanshuang, you don't have to emphasize this to me."

Xie Lang was not as fragile as Wen Hemian imagined. After all, he was the king of a country and understood that most things in this world could not be forced.

This place is good, but Dazhao, which they built bit by bit, is also good.

Xie Lang lowered his voice with a little curiosity: "Isn't this... the world you once lived in?"

"No." Wen Hemian shook his head and leaned in close to whisper to him, "But it's very similar. Our experience should be simulated by the system, so whether it is or not is not a big problem."

The most important thing is that she no longer has any attachments in her original world.

Wen Hemian suddenly felt a little bitter, and she bent her lips: "As long as you are here, this is our home."

Xie Lang felt soft-hearted and wanted to move closer to kiss her, but was suddenly blocked by the glasses on her face.

Wen Hemian was stunned at first, then he couldn't help laughing: "I almost forgot about this. He was wearing it to scare students. It doesn't have a prescription."

As she spoke, she took them off and put the glasses on Xie Lang's face.

It’s the same style for both men and women, and it fits Xie Lang perfectly.