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

Xie Lang felt his scalp tingling when Wen Hemian looked at him.

After a while, he had to bite the bullet and said, "Master, it's scary when you look at me like that."

Of course Xie Lang was happy to have Wen Hemian's gaze on him, but not in such a weird situation!

Wen Hemian retracted his gaze leisurely: "Oh."

In the original book, the foreign woman drugged Xie Lang with some instructions from Ning Hechu. Of course, she didn't expect to send the woman to him. Her real purpose was just to disgust him.

Moreover, after the incident, Xie Lang would definitely become more distrustful of the people around him, making it easier for him to further undermine Xie Lang's power.

But none of these ideal assumptions came true. Xie Lang was indeed drugged, but he did not touch the foreign woman.

On the contrary, the next day, Ning Hechu saw two of his capable men whose hands and feet had been chopped off in his own yard.

From this point on, the relationship between the two sides entered the final stage of collapse.

"Master, what are you thinking about?"

After Wen Hemian responded, he lowered his eyes and stood there without saying anything, seeming to be thinking about something quietly.

Xie Lang waited for a long time but she didn't speak, and finally couldn't help but speak.

"I have heard that the Gentiles are full of cunning tactics."

In just a few breaths, Wen Hemian had already thought of a suitable excuse.

"Last time, they didn't have the chance to see His Majesty, so no matter how many tricks they used, they couldn't use them. But now the situation is different, and His Majesty hasn't set up a harem..."

Wen Hemian stopped there and didn't finish the second half of his sentence.

Xie Lang still had some understanding: "I won't let anyone get close to me."

Wen Hemian reminded: "As for alcohol and drinks, you should be more careful about what you put in your mouth."

She didn't know how Xie Lang used Chinese medicine in the original book, so it was always a good idea to be cautious in all aspects.

Xie Lang responded again.

Wen Hemian didn't need to say much about these, she would pay attention to them, but Xie Lang only thought that she was concerned about him, so he emphasized it, with a gleam in his eyes: "Taifu really cares about me."

Wen Hemian was almost burned by the boy's sincere and passionate eyes. She laughed and pointed in the direction of the paperweight, saying with a smile: "There are also words, which have been written for Your Majesty. Do you want to take them back first?"

When Xie Lang heard this, his eyes were filled with joy, and if he had a tail, it would probably wag it.

However, he looked at the envelope eagerly for a long time before suppressing his rationality and shaking his head: "No, I will come back to look at it after I come of age."

Xie Lang didn't have much, but since Wen Hemian came in front of him when he was ten years old, most of what he had afterwards was related to this person.

Including the name, he also hoped that it was Wen Hemian who gave him the name, as if this would make their relationship closer.

This is pure possessiveness.

But Xie Lang is never in a hurry when it comes to big things. He prefers to take things slowly, just like he is doing now.

As long as Wen Hemian is here, it doesn't matter whether you read the words early or late.

"There's no rush now." Wen Hemian joked.

Xie Lang calmly said, “Yeah.”

"Okay, then put it here first, and Your Majesty will come and get it yourself when the time comes."

In front of Xie Lang, Wen Hemian put the envelope into the second drawer.

The drawer was empty, with only a few clumsy little gadgets in it. Xie Lang glanced at them inadvertently and his ears turned red.

Wen Hemian turned around and immediately noticed his stiffness, and smiled: "These are the gifts that His Majesty gave me in the past, why are you blushing when you see them now?"

The child wanted to save face, so on Wen Hemian's birthday, he insisted on giving her a gift.

He personally carved a few cute birds out of wood, but because he didn't control the strength well, the result was ugly. It was not until he saw Wen Hemian accepting it with a smile that he relaxed his awkwardness and smiled.

Now Xie Lang did not hide his disdain: "Ugly."

Wen Hemian glanced at him and said, "I did it myself. I didn't dislike it. Your Majesty disliked it first."

When I was young and ignorant, I don’t know how many stupid things I did in front of Wen Hemian.

Xie Lang was disgusted, but when he met Wen Hemian's sharp gaze, he dared not say anything more and turned his eyes away guiltily.

Wen Hemian didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

After a while, Xie Lang raised his eyes and added in a low voice: "I'll give you something better in the future, Master."

The person in front of me deserves the best things in the world.

Facing the young man's warm and bright eyes, Wen Hemian was startled, as if his heart was swept by some unknown emotion, and then he smiled and said, "Okay, I'll wait."

"Let's not talk about this for now, let's talk about something else."

Wen Hemian said this and picked up another piece of paper on the table. This was the people she could exclude based on the original book.

She had originally thought of handing it over to Xie Lang after some time, but after what happened in Mingzhou, she vaguely realized that the time was ripe.

Xie Lang has the ability to handle all of this on his own.

On a thin piece of paper, the handwriting was dignified, elegant and had its own style. There were densely written the names of many officials, some of whom held high and some of whom Xie Lang knew, and some of whom he did not.

He was stunned: "This is..."

Wen Hemian said lightly: "They are people who secretly defected to the Ning Party and openly supported the Ning Party. They may not be complete. Your Majesty, just give them as a reference."

But Xie Lang knew that it was not that simple.

The force of pinching the paper seemed very light, yet very heavy.

His Adam's apple rolled and his voice became hoarse: "Thank you for your hard work, Master."

"It's not hard."

Wen Hemian shook his head and wanted to say something, but when he saw the little emperor's expression, he choked.

Xie Lang had said before that the way she looked at people was scary. She felt that this kid's eyes were truly scary. Why did he look like he wanted to eat her up?

Wen Hemian raised his hand and touched his arm, barely stopping this strange thought.

I guess I was too excited.

Isn’t Xie Lang looking forward to the day when he will hold power?

"Master." After being stunned for a moment, Xie Lang carefully put away the paper. He softened his voice and asked Wen Hemian, "Can I stay in the palace tonight?"

After being busy for a long time, Wen Hemian still did not come into the palace. Xie Lang patiently dealt with all the memorials. He waited and waited but no one showed up, so he ran out.

Given his clingy nature, this past half month has probably reached his limit.

Wen Hemian was willing to satisfy his little wish while keeping his distance, and nodded: "Well, it's a good opportunity to talk to you in depth about the Six Departments."

It's official business again.

Xie Lang suppressed his slight dissatisfaction and kept smiling: "Okay."

No one was surprised that His Majesty stayed overnight in the palace. Qingyun calmly went down and ordered a few more dishes. The secret guards hiding in the dark also greeted the people around His Majesty in a familiar manner. Everyone seemed to be getting along harmoniously.

Wen Hemian hopes that this harmony will continue in the future.

People who study history like to look ahead and behind. She has heard many stories about the cunning rabbit dying and the running dog being cooked, but...

Glancing at the sticky little emperor, Wen Hemian thought confidently that such a thing would never happen to her and Xie Lang.