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

Wen Hemian was almost burned by that gaze.

She curled her fingertips, suppressed her strange emotions, and withdrew her hand pretending to be calm, with a steady voice.

"If it tastes good, I'll bring it to Your Majesty next time. It's getting late. Take your medicine and rest. You'll have a lot to do tomorrow."

Xie Lang complained aggrievedly: "Grandmaster, you don't keep your word. You clearly said you would play another round with me."

Wen Hemian: “…”

Whose purpose is this to divert attention?

But Wen Hemian compromised with what he said: "Okay, let's go and rest after this game."

Xie Lang did not refute this time.

He obediently put away his messy thoughts and played the game with Wen Hemian. This time it was a draw. They played for a long time, and in the end Wen Hemian was so sleepy that he started yawning.

The imperial physician did not dare to be careless when it came to the emperor's affairs, and the medicine he prescribed was very effective. Xie Lang was somewhat fortunate, as this allowed him to barely control his thoughts.

"Master, go back and rest. You have been with me for half the night. You have worked hard."

Xie Lang said considerately with a faint smile on his face.

Wen Hemian covered his lips with his hand and yawned again. He was so sleepy that he didn't have the energy to continue arguing with him: "Let's go."

Xie Lang smiled and nodded, but where Wen Hemian couldn't see, his eyes suddenly darkened.

Although it was just a little sweetness, it was enough for him to enjoy for a long time.

-

Wen Hemian stayed safely in the palace for one night.

Even if I go to bed late, I will still wake up the next morning due to the influence of my biological clock, and then I will not be able to fall asleep again.

Wen Hemian lamented that working was harmful while rubbing his temples. After hesitating for two seconds, he got up and washed up.

The weather is bad today. There are dark clouds outside and the air is stuffy. I don’t know when it will rain.

The emperor was poisoned and the entire palace was under martial law. Palace residents carefully stayed within the area they were responsible for and did not dare to walk around. The imperial guards patrolled by, and the atmosphere was solemn and lonely.

Wen Hemian knew that Xie Lang was pretending, so she didn't rush to find him. Seeing this, the servant brought her breakfast to the side hall.

I was too sleepy last night and had no time to think more. Now that I have calmed down, Wen Hemian recalled that he still felt that Xie Lang's attitude was too strange.

In the past, she just thought that it was a sign of clinginess and thought about improving the situation by distancing herself from him. However, after Xie Lang pointed it out to her, she no longer had the chance to do so. After that, Xie Lang behaved well and she never doubted anything again.

But Xie Lang's performance last night was really too subtle. Even if Wen Hemian was slow-witted, he should have noticed that something was wrong.

Is that the look one gives to a teacher who is close to them?

Wen Hemian frowned and began to think about this problem seriously for the first time. The more he thought about it, the more shocking it became.

However, at this moment, the sound of palace servants bowing and greeting was heard outside, and Xie Lang arrived.

He was in good health and had recovered sufficiently after a night's rest. He did not attend court or meet court officials today, so he wore casual clothes and simply tied his hair up, looking refreshed and lazy.

When his eyes fell on Wen Hemian, his brows drooped slightly.

"In the palace, the Grand Tutor doesn't even come to have breakfast with me."

In front of Xie Lang, Wen Hemian did not show any strangeness. Hearing this, he pursed his lips and smiled: "I'm not going. Didn't His Majesty come by himself?"

After saying this, Wen Hemian sighed softly in her heart. Habit is really a terrible thing. It allows her to accurately guess Xie Lang's next move.

"That's true."

Xie Lang sat down, and the palace servant beside him quickly brought a new set of bowls and chopsticks. As the emperor, he did not despise them and made do with the leftover breakfast of Wen Hemian.

Wen Hemian wanted to say something but hesitated, and in the end he never found the chance to speak.

After the dishes and chopsticks were cleared away, Wen Hemian expressed his plan: "I want to leave the palace and meet Princess Alina."

Xie Lang frowned in disapproval: "Taifu, there is no need to put yourself in danger."

Indeed, there are too many clues in this matter, and Xie Lang will of course investigate it to the end. However, there are many doubts about Alina. It would be fine if his subordinates went, but if Wen Hemian went, isn't this obviously heading towards a dangerous situation?

Wen Hemian lowered his gaze and spoke in a gentle and calm voice, "If it's not a risk to her, she wouldn't be so stupid as to attack me in front of others. If Your Majesty is really worried, please send the imperial physician to go with me."

Intuition is a very mysterious thing, so Wen Hemian wanted to meet Alina in person, and it would be best if he could gain something.

Besides...she concealed the complicated look in her eyes.

She might need to think carefully about what went wrong between her and the kid she had watched grow up.

She needed to be separated from Xie Lang for some time so that she could think more clearly.

At this point, Xie Lang had no reason to refuse. He looked at Wen Hemian in silence for a while, and suddenly smiled: "Okay, Master, go ahead. I'll ask the Imperial Hospital to accompany you."

Xie Lang was so smart, how could he not see that Wen Hemian was deliberately avoiding him.

Without giving it much thought, he came to the conclusion that the Master had noticed it.

Maybe it's not clear enough, but as long as he continues to have this thought in mind, it will be exposed in front of her sooner or later.

Is Xie Lang afraid? No, he really wants it.

Wen Hemian was a little surprised that he agreed so quickly, but this was exactly what she wanted, so after agreeing, she turned around and left the palace without any delay.

Although the palace was under martial law, it had nothing to do with her, so there was no need to give any orders to the imperial guards, who just let her go without saying a word.

Everyone knows that the person His Majesty trusts the most is his teacher. If they dare to stop him, do they think he is not dying fast enough?

The inn was currently just under guard, and Huo Ping hadn't started the interrogation yet. Wen Hemian didn't go in to find Alina, but had someone bring her out.

This princess from the barbarian tribe was quite outgoing. When she saw Wen Hemian, she bowed in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "Hello, Lord Wen."

"Sit down." Wen Hemian nodded, his tone firm, "You are sure that I will come to you."

Alina blinked her eyes and said playfully, "I just happened to guess it right."

Wen Hemian didn't bother playing Tai Chi with her and went straight to the point: "Tell me, why did you poison me?"

Although she knew that this cold and beautiful imperial teacher had a cold personality, Alina was still a little disappointed, but she said sincerely: "It's not poison, it's just a disgusting and harmless little trick."

At this point, Alina seemed to be a little disgusted and curled her lips: "They want to send me to His Majesty Dazhao's bed, but I can see that His Majesty Dazhao is a person who can't tolerate any grain of sand in his eyes. If I really do it, I'm afraid I will die without a burial place."

Wen Hemian raised his eyebrows and thought to himself that he had guessed right. Alina was actually the foreign woman who drugged Xie Lang in the original book.

But looking at her like this, she seems quite sober. Why did the original book still do that?

Wen Hemian narrowed his eyes and guessed: "So you deliberately used me to make your plan fail?"

Alina laughed: "I've heard that the Emperor's teacher passed the imperial examination at a young age. He is extremely talented. It's true that seeing is believing. Yes, I did it on purpose."

In the second half of the sentence, Alina's voice lowered, and her bright and deep face seemed a little dim.

"They killed my Ah Nang, and they want me to fulfill their plan. What wishful thinking!"

Anang is a name for mother among the barbarians.