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

Until he returned home, Wen Hemian felt as if he was in a dream.

Her skin was thin, and the bruises from bumps and collisions would not go away for a long time. Therefore, even though Xie Lang only used a little force to grab her, the red marks had not yet disappeared.

Although there was clearly no temperature at all, her wrist still felt hot, making her unable to calm down.

Xie Lang's performance in the imperial study vaguely made her realize that she might have been too happy too early.

Just as she understood Xie Lang, Xie Lang also understood her.

Knowing that she would not easily accept such a relationship, he retreated to advance, slowly eroding her wariness so that she would not avoid him as directly as she did in the beginning.

But he was young after all, and after a little probing by Wen Hemian, he accidentally revealed his true feelings.

Beneath the outward appearance of being gentle, respectful, frugal and modest, were ambitions and desires that were clearly visible, waiting to swallow her up in one fell swoop when her defenses were at their weakest.

Wen Hemian's mind was empty, staring quietly at the potted plants on the desk. He was suddenly glad that he had finished his official business. Otherwise, how could he have the calmness to deal with it after such a situation?

All her experience comes from exploration.

Suddenly I felt a little annoyed. When I heard my friends who were students in normal schools complaining, I didn’t ask them a few questions. What should I do if a student confesses his love to me?

It’s not really a confession, but given the trend, it’s a bit dangerous.

I thought about a lot of random things, but in the end I didn't come to a conclusion.

But Wen Hemian realized that there were some things she should prepare early.

Thinking that she had nothing to do anyway, she picked up her pen and prepared to write a few more policies on state governance.

Things are unpredictable. Who would have thought that the knowledge I learned in the past would be useful in this strange world of books.

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The case of Fei Yuan selling questions was quickly judged.

Not only would he be executed, but all his family and servants would be implicated. The candidates who were involved would not only face imprisonment, but after they were released they would be sent to serve in the army and suffer the pain of exile.

The punishment is severe.

But exams and cheating in exams have been twins since ancient times. Even though they know the risks are high, countless people are still willing to test the bottom line like moths to a flame.

This has been true throughout the ages.

It is worth mentioning that when his wife learned about what Fei Yuan had done, she was also very indignant. She felt extremely guilty that the incident was caused by her, and she was so angry that she died before Fei Yuan was executed.

"She's a pitiful person." Wen Hemian sighed softly, "Let someone bury her properly."

Husband and wife prosper together and suffer together.

It was not convenient for her to interfere in this matter, and this was all she could do.

With her instructions, no officers or soldiers made things difficult for her, allowing her family to bury her properly.

The matter basically came to an end.

Because the cheating was discovered in time and the court handled it in time, it did not have much impact on the imperial examination. After eliminating the cheating papers, the busy marking process began.

Although Xie Lang said he was still considering the matter of appointing someone to replace the Minister of Personnel, Wen Hemian had already started to take action.

Min Rong must be eliminated. Fortunately, the Right Assistant Minister is a kind and efficient person, and is highly valued by Wen Hemian. After nearly a year of consideration, she has made up her mind.

He took advantage of his busy reviewing schedule to hand over most of the matters to the Right Vice Minister. Even Xie Lang could not find any reason to refute.

As for Min Rong's dissatisfaction? Then just hold it in.

Wen Hemian was just waiting for him to find an opportunity to make trouble before he could take action.

Once you get busy, time passes like quicksand through your fingertips, so fast that you can't hold it.

The day before the results were announced happened to be Xie Lang's birthday. Wen Hemian had picked out a birthday gift long time ago. After hesitating for a while, she decided to spend the day with Xie Lang.

They used to live together, but now she suddenly refused because she was afraid that this kid would do something more outrageous.

She could still handle it if she kept her calm on the surface, but if it was completely broken, she would not know what to do.

So after the banquet, she went to the back hall to find Xie Lang with the gifts she had prepared.

The weather in April was getting warmer. Xie Lang sat on the steps in front of the hall, gazing at the moon in the sky with his chin propped up, one leg stretched out half lazily. Perhaps because he drank too much at the banquet, his cheeks were a little red.

Hearing the noise, he looked over, his dark eyes sparkling, unable to hide his joy and desire.

"Master, I knew you would come."

He was quite certain about the result.

In fact it is.

Wen Hemian did not go over and sit down. She stood in front of him, keeping a distance from him. She took out her hand, and a jade pendant lay quietly in her palm.

"A birthday gift for the new year."

This kind of jade comes from Mobei. It is an extremely rare and precious jade. It is light blue all over and moist and gentle. Wen Hemian got a piece from Murong Yue by chance. He specially asked a craftsman to polish it into a jade pendant and gave it to Xie Lang as a birthday gift in the new year.

She always treated these special days with great care and never took them lightly just because of their close relationship.

Xie Lang's eyes suddenly brightened. He leaned over, took the jade pendant, rubbed it happily for a few times, and then put it around his waist.

Not only did she put it on, she also stood up and turned around to show it to Wen Hemian: "My master gave it to me. I like it."

Seeing him like this, Wen Hemian held his forehead and secretly felt lucky that he had sent the servants away when he came. Otherwise, it would be a great loss to the emperor's dignity to see him behaving like this.

Wen Hemian had a smile on his face.

Only at times like this would Xie Lang show his childish side, reminding her of the well-behaved and cute little boy he used to be.

Unfortunately, he is now a wolf cub.

After the joy, Xie Lang seemed to realize that his behavior was somewhat inappropriate. He coughed twice and looked at Wen Hemian very seriously: "When it's your birthday this year, I will also give you a gift."

Gifts were sent every year, and Xie Lang wished he could stuff all the good things into her house.

This specific mention made Wen Hemian's heart tighten. She smiled calmly and said, "I like all the gifts sent by your majesty."

Xie Lang said “hmm”.

Then he said, "After the results are announced, will the Grand Tutor go with me to the palace examination?"

In the previous imperial examinations, they were exhausted from fighting with Ning Hechu. Those court officials used the excuse that the emperor was still young to make things difficult for him, and Xie Lang was not even qualified to sit in as an audience.

And now, this is the first imperial examination led by him, which is of great significance.

At such an important moment, Xie Lang hoped that Wen Hemian would be by his side.

After saying that, he looked at Wen Hemian with a hesitant and flattering look, eagerly hoping that she would agree.

Wen Hemian paused for a moment, but shook his head: "No, if I go, it will not be conducive to your majesty's authority."

It's okay for the court officials, but those candidates who have just entered the court have no idea what the current situation is. If they have a preconceived idea that the emperor is still controlled by powerful ministers, then there will be trouble.