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

The Mid-Autumn moon is full and the family reunites.

This is especially true for night banquets in the palace.

This is the fifth year of the emperor and empress's marriage.

The barbarians surrendered, ceded land and paid compensation, and submitted to the country. The people lived in harmony and peace prevailed throughout the country.

Wen Chengyuan completely completed the handover with the new border generals and returned to the capital with Qin Yi.

At first, they did think about finding a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to spend their remaining years in peace and contentment. But after meeting Aying, they were completely captivated by this little guy and willingly stayed in the capital.

As for the tiger talisman that was handed over, Xie Lang gave it to Wen Hemian. After many twists and turns, this thing finally returned to the hands of the Wen family.

Wherever the tiger talisman is, it means a lot to outsiders, but it makes no difference to them. Wen Hemian gladly accepts it and will take it out when he needs it.

But she hoped that it would never be needed.

We have finally achieved peace, let's not start the war again.

There had been good harvests for several years in a row, and people's lives had improved a lot, so the national treasury was naturally full, so the Mid-Autumn Festival had to be celebrated in a grand manner. The Ministry of Rites' memorial was rejected several times, but it was finally finalized with great difficulty, and a plan that everyone was satisfied with was given.

A lot of people came.

The emperor and empress took the table together.

After sitting down, Wen Hemian subconsciously scanned the entire place and found that quite a lot of people were present this time.

Sitting next to Lu Zishen was Liu Qiongyue, who had just returned from trading with the barbarians. Their daughter Sui Sui smiled obediently at Wen Hemian. The little girl was doing well in school and it was said that she had taken the top spot in several large classes in a row. She was a good seedling.

Huo Ping was the only official present who could bring a sword into the palace. He was standing beside a pillar, whispering something to his subordinates. The officials next to him probably felt that he had a murderous aura. Standing far away and slightly closer was Zhou Ting, the former commander of the Beijing Guards. He had been transferred to the frontier for his outstanding military exploits on the battlefield and happened to have returned from reporting on his work at this time.

Ye Zhaoxuan and his sister Ye Siyao sat together, the two of them leaned close to each other and whispered. As they were both officials in the court, they probably had a lot to talk about.

Sitting at the lower left was their daughter Xie Ying. This little girl was never shy about acting coquettishly in private, but she knew the formal occasions better than anyone else. She sat there with a dignified and serious look, and with her small figure, she looked like a future empress.

Sitting beside her were Wen Chengyuan and Qin Yi, and further down were a group of border generals, either in office or retired. They had traces of experience and firm eyes, and looking at the harmonious scene now, they were moved.

After seeing with their own eyes the deep affection between the emperor and empress, the officials learned their lesson and never brought bad luck to them again. Especially on such auspicious days, most of them brought their daughters of marriageable age out specially. Most of them brought their daughters out so that they could make friends.

After all, the situation is very different now, and women can also become officials!

You can tell by looking at the extra women who are visibly present on the seat.

If they can’t compete for the harem, can’t they compete for the previous dynasty?

Wen Hemian has always been encouraging of healthy internal circulation.

"Hanshuang, what are you looking at so intently?"

After sitting for a long time, seeing that Wen Hemian's eyes were never on him, Xie Lang pinched her hand from below in dissatisfaction. The force was very light, but enough to make her notice him.

Wen Hemian remained calm and replied with a smile: "Look at the country we have conquered."

Xie Lang raised his eyebrows slightly, realizing what she was talking about.

The jealous thoughts he had originally had disappeared instantly. He smiled and poured her a glass of wine, lowering his voice, "Yes, this is the kingdom we built."

The emperor and empress didn't like being served, especially when they were whispering and flirting. Lai Xi saw through it but didn't say anything. He just watched them with his eyes and their noses and their noses watched their hearts, and quietly moved away.

"Father-in-law, come here——"

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw the little princess sitting below waving at him and calling him over in a low voice.

Come like heaven and earth and it will pass.

Although this kind of banquet is lively, it is also very troublesome. Although one has figured out the emperor's character and there are fewer people flattering him, one still cannot avoid saying some words of praise. After listening to so many of them, one will get tired of it.

So after the formal palace banquet was over, only some familiar people stayed and a small banquet was held separately.

There was no need for everyone to be so restrained at this event. Some were drinking, some were chatting. Lord Wen waved his hand, asking everyone to relax, and the atmosphere on the field reached a climax in an instant.

Xie Lang and Wen Hemian left the venue midway and went to the back to change into casual clothes. When they came out, everyone on the field was drunk. Knowing that they would not blame them, they said all kinds of things.

A group of people were so bold that they secretly started a bet on when they could give birth to another little princess or prince.

Xie Lang held Wen Hemian's hand and whispered in her ear: "No more children, one is enough."

During the first childbirth, even though he helped share half of the pain, it was still just as painful. He couldn't bear to let his beloved suffer again, and Aying alone was enough.

"I know your majesty cares about me." Wen Hemian smiled gently and looked back at him with joy. "I also cherish my life and want to be with my little majesty for a long time."

Shortly after Aying turned one year old, one night, they suddenly had a dream. The dream was about past and present lives, and it was exactly the ending that the system had told them.

Having experienced the separation of life and death in their dreams, reality becomes especially precious. They cherish every moment together, as nothing is more important than being able to accompany each other.

Xie Lang pursed his lips, still unable to hide his smile: "Yeah."

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, it would be boring to just admire the moon and chat. The military generals were playing rock-paper-scissors, while the civil officials had already started reciting poems to the moon and playing the game of flying flowers. Their witty remarks, slightly tipsy, were even more amazing.

Ye Siyao was drunk and clapped her hands while grinning foolishly at the emperor and empress who were snuggling together: "Hehe, Lord Wen and His Majesty are a perfect match."

"Of course." Ye Zhaoxuan opened his fan and fanned it in front of his silly sister. His eyes became gentler. "When I was your brother, I first entered the court as an official. It was Lord Wen who took care of me. Otherwise, I wouldn't have such a good condition as you have at home."

"Hehehe...I know."

Ye Siyao smiled and lay on the table, mumbling a few words. I couldn't hear clearly, but the last sentence was particularly clear: "...I want to repay Lord Wen..."

Ye Zhaoxuan smiled and shook his head.

After chatting for a while, they realized that Aying was missing. Wen Hemian looked around but didn't see anyone. She had guards in secret, so she was not worried about anything happening. She had just started to pay attention when someone tugged at her sleeve.

"mother!"

It was Aying's sweet voice.

Wen Hemian and Xie Lang turned around and saw their daughter holding a lantern in the shape of a tiger. It was made to look very adorable, except that the glueing process was a little unskillful.

Wen Hemian asked Aying: "Did you do this?"

Ah Ying nodded: "Yes, for mom and dad!"

Wen Hemian motioned Xie Lang to take it, leaned down, gently touched her head, and said in a gentle tone: "Mother and father like it very much."

Xie Lang also nodded.

Ah Ying immediately started laughing and spun around them happily. Her laughter was as clear as a silver bell. Suddenly, she stopped and pointed to a place: "Zai Xue!"

Originally there were two falcons, Liuwu and Zaixue. Unfortunately, Liuwu passed away peacefully two years ago. He lived for more than 20 years, which is considered a long life among birds. Now there is only one Zaixue left.

This proud bird is quite familiar with Aying.

Perhaps it couldn't stay in the eagle room, so it came over, circled in the air, and finally landed on Aying's small shoulder. The big bird rubbed her cheek lovingly.

Xie Lang snorted coldly.

In the past, this bird tried to please Wen Hemian, but later it changed its attitude and tried to please their daughter. It was really flattering.

Considering the good day today, His Majesty the Emperor is too lazy to bother with a bird.

Wen Hemian noticed his mood change, held his hand tightly, and squinted at him: "Your Majesty, what are you going to do?"

Xie Lang said shamelessly: "I don't need it."

The bright moon was hanging high in the sky, osmanthus flowers were carrying wine, and soft light was shining down. At some point, the noise in the field stopped, and everyone looked up at the same time, looking at the round moon in the sky.

Xie Lang took advantage of this opportunity to secretly kiss Wen Hemian on the cheek. When he saw her looking at him, he smiled softly with his eyes curved.

Wen Hemian shook his head helplessly and condoned his actions.

Once upon a time, he lived alone in the cold palace, thinking that he would never see tomorrow.

But later someone took him up, and the loneliness gradually faded away with long-term companionship.

He finally waited for the moon that belonged to him.

It’s a good night in the year, and it’s the brightest time thousands of miles away.

Day after day, always together.

(End of the article)