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

But these are not enough to affect their lives.

The system does not specify how long they will stay here, so every day is precious to them.

Apart from dates, when Wen Hemian was busy, Xie Lang would go to the library whenever he had time. He was different from ordinary college students. After all, he had been the emperor for more than ten years, and his will was very firm. Learning new knowledge was not difficult for him at all.

But it seems that Xie Lang is not just doing this for the sake of learning new knowledge.

Wen Hemian did not stop him from exploring these things.

After finishing her work in the evening, Wen Hemian saw Xie Lang coming to pick her up with flowers in his arms. She smiled knowingly and said, "You look like you're in a good mood today?"

"Ah."

Xie Lang handed her the flowers in his hand, a small bunch of daisies, not too heavy, but very delicate.

During the time since coming to the modern era, he has learned a lot of ways to please people. The Internet is simply a powerful weapon for His Majesty the Emperor.

Wen Hemian took the flowers and walked out with him, guessing: "What did you see that made you happy?"

They came to the afterlife after the world of novels was out of the control of books. Wen Hemian already knew some things, but she didn't tell Xie Lang.

This might be a little surprise.

In order to be more accurate, Xie Lang did not search on the Internet, but went to the library to find authoritative books in recent years and explore on his own.

A typical example of contemporary people seeking the far away rather than the near.

Xie Lang nodded: "I can see it, but not much, it's enough."

People cannot see things that have not happened yet. This is the rule of world consciousness. Even if they have discovered the truth, they still have to abide by the rules, but they definitely have more freedom than ordinary people.

Xie Lang could use this to infer what he wanted.

"Better than you thought, how is it?"

Wen Hemian asked him.

"Much better...or rather, I never thought there would be such a result."

Xie Lang held her hand tightly: "This is what we created."

Such a reversal of fate would have been almost impossible in later generations, but they did it.

"Yeah, that's right." Wen Hemian agreed, but felt a little melancholy. "Even if you go back, you will still be busy for many years. I don't know when Aying will be able to take over your position."

When talking about his daughter, Wen Hemian's expression softened a little.

The little glutinous rice dumpling had just learned to speak not long ago. Before they came here, Xie Lang was very distressed by this. Now that they have been separated for a long time, he misses her very much.

Don't worry, but I'll miss you.

Xie Lang narrowed his eyes: "Very soon."

Even for the sake of his and Wen Hemian's happy life in the future, he had to bring up his daughter as soon as possible.

"Don't exploit child labor." Wen Hemian gave him a warning look, "Even if you don't feel sorry for them, I do."

"No." Xie Lang smiled awkwardly and temporarily restrained his thoughts.

Wen Hemian did not continue to pursue the matter with him, and instead said: "Since you have seen it, don't think too much about it. Since things are as we wish, that's enough."

"I know."

Xie Lang was a sensitive person, and Wen Hemian allowed him to investigate mainly to reassure him, as nothing was more real than seeing it with one's own eyes.

As the night deepened, the shadows of the two people, illuminated by the street lights, became very long.

……

For the next six months, the system showed no signs of wanting to call them back.

From midsummer to midwinter, it's just a blink of an eye.

Xie Lang did well in every course and, as expected, he did not fail any of them. Wen Hemian completed a new topic with his teacher and was able to relax during the Chinese New Year.

Maybe in order to reduce the workload, the system did not arrange any additional relatives or friends for them here, so they spent the New Year together.

In addition to buying Spring Festival couplets and putting them up, they also decorated the house to make it more festive. Xie Lang was responsible for cooking, while Wen Hemian was putting the finishing touches on his thesis on the computer.

After saving and closing the file, seeing that Xie Lang was not done with his work yet, she simply went to the official website of the school forum to have a look. Students from Peking University would have some interesting discussions here in their spare time.

Not knowing what he saw, Wen Hemian laughed out loud, and then he slid the mouse down, slowly reading all the discussions.

The smile in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

When Xie Lang brought out the dishes, he saw this scene.

He curled his lips, put the plate on the table, walked quietly behind Wen Hemian, and pinched her shoulders: "Did you see anything interesting?"

"A forum post." Wen Hemian closed the page, shut down the computer, and looked up at him. "Let's eat first. I'll tell you slowly later."

Xie Lang also felt that eating was more important. He pulled Wen Hemian up and said, "Come on, try the new dish I made."

When he was in Dazhao, Xie Lang knew how to cook, but his cooking skills were not very good. After coming here, he cooked more often and became more skilled.

"tasty."

Wen Hemian tasted every dish and smiled, "If we really can't go back for the time being, and if we can't make it one day, Your Majesty can still become a chef."

Xie Lang refused: "I don't cook for others."

Quite a bottom line.

Wen Hemian did not force him to break the principle, and as they talked, they changed the subject.

"It's Chinese New Year, and we don't have to visit relatives and friends, so why don't we go traveling?"

The weekend was too short, so they could only walk around the surrounding area and could not go anywhere too far. In fact, Xie Lang had never been on a plane.

Xie Lang's curiosity about this world mostly stems from Wen Hemian, so he naturally listens to her: "Okay."

"Whatever I say is fine." Wen Hemian lowered his eyes, slowly stirred the soup in the bowl, and said softly, "Your Majesty, you must also take a good look at this beautiful land. Not for me, but for yourself."

……

do as promised.

During the rest of the holiday, Wen Hemian took Xie Lang to many places. Fortunately, the other party had all the necessary documents and there would be no obstacles in their way.

The mountains and rivers were vast, completely different from what they had seen before.

But in fact, the most fortunate thing is that they can see the world a thousand years later. This is a gift given to them by the system.

At the end of the journey, of course, we have to visit the place where they once lived.

After nearly a thousand years and several changes, the place has fortunately been preserved. It has now become a museum and is often visited by tourists, who pass on their deeds.

“This feeling is wonderful.”

The words came from Xie Lang's mouth.

People come and go in the museum, and tourists pass by them, but it feels more like the intersection of two time and space.

This place is familiar, but it is not the place they are familiar with.

It's just that they stood here thousands of years ago.

"It's amazing." Wen Hemian looked at the murals on the wall with a happy look, as if he was admiring them, or more like he was looking at the people on the other side through the paintings. "Once you've seen it, there will be no regrets."

"Yes."

Xie Lang smiled and held her hand tightly.

“No regrets.”