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

After being overtaken by Xie Lang many times, Wen Hemian had some experience, and she spoke quickly.

"You are the emperor, holding the power of life and death. If nothing unexpected happens, these people will work for you in the future. They should respect you, not me. Besides, my parents are guarding the border, so it would be better for them if I keep a low profile. I believe you understand this."

Xie Lang remained silent.

He did understand this truth, but he wished he didn't understand it.

Seeing this, Wen Hemian softened his tone a bit: "Just think of it as considering me. If Your Majesty really cherishes the teacher-student friendship we have had over the years, then be obedient."

Under the moonlight, the handsome face of the young man seemed to be shrouded in a shadow, and he looked a little more gloomy. The alcohol gradually dissipated, and he finally answered reluctantly: "Okay."

In fact, I still feel very unhappy.

He would not be afraid of Wen Hemian's excessive power like outsiders. He even hoped that she would become a powerful official. The more power she had, the more impossible it would be for her to leave, and he would have a reason to keep her in a legitimate way.

Wen Hemian smiled and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Xie Lang was awkward: "There's nothing to thank me for."

It seems that he is almost sober.

Wen Hemian caught a glimpse of Lai Xi cowering behind a pillar and laughed, "Don't hide there. Bring the hangover soup to His Majesty."

Xie Lang seldom drank, and after he became an adult, Wen Hemian no longer restricted him. As for the ability to drink alcohol, it is better to have it than not to have it, and it is not bad to practice it.

However, in order to avoid headaches after sobering up, you should drink the hangover soup.

Lai Xi secretly glanced at the Majesty's gloomy face, and after struggling for a while, he gritted his teeth and listened to Lord Wen's words, and happily brought over the sobering soup.

"Your Majesty, hangover soup."

Xie Lang only looked intimidating and rarely took his anger out on others, but that didn't stop Lai Xi from being afraid.

Wen Hemian raised his chin: "Drink it."

Once Lord Wen spoke, the matter was settled.

Sure enough, although Xie Lang looked strange, he still picked up the glass and drank it obediently.

Seeing him finish drinking, Wen Hemian reflexively took out two candied fruits.

Xie Lang was startled: "Master, do you still carry this with you?"

Wen Hemian said calmly: "I'm used to it. Do you want to eat it?"

When working, Wen Hemian was really busy and sometimes she didn't have time to eat. Later, Uncle Lu found out about it and asked the kitchen to make some snacks for her to carry with her, at least to fill her stomach and not overeat.

This includes candied fruits.

It's just a bit sweet. Wen Hemian rarely eats it, but I guess Xie Lang will like it.

"eat."

Xie Lang nodded, not wanting to miss the opportunity that came to his doorstep.

It’s just a pity that Wen Hemian has learned his lesson this time and let him reach out to take it himself, so it is necessary to avoid suspicion.

The sobering soup was only slightly bitter, but the strange smell was instantly dispelled once the candied fruit entered his mouth, leaving only a sweet taste. Xie Lang's mood immediately improved.

Wen Hemian accompanied him to bask in the moonlight for a while, and when he thought it was about time, he took the initiative to say, "Have a good sleep, I'll go back home first."

Xie Lang truly felt the downside of revealing his identity. He used to be able to act cute and coquettishly to get her to stay, but now there is no reason for him to stay at all. He could only dejectedly say, “Yeah.”

Wen Hemian is not soft-hearted.

If she was soft-hearted, she wouldn't be able to leave tonight.

-

The announcement of the results was very lively.

Those who made the list were overjoyed, while those who failed were disappointed and waited for the next try.

The palace examination was scheduled for three days later. After celebrating, those who made it to the list hurried back to their residences to prepare to meet the emperor.

Wen Hemian calmly handed over most of her affairs to the diligent Right Vice Minister. After finishing the important matters at hand, she came out to have tea with Lu Zishen and Liu Qiongyue.

"You two seem very happy today, but what good news is coming?"

Lu Zishen had a smile on his face and raised his hand to pour a cup of tea for Wen Hemian. Liu Qiongyue beside him also looked very happy. She said generously: "I'm pregnant."

"Well?"

Wen Hemian raised his eyes in surprise, then quickly reacted: "Congratulations. When we meet again someday, I'll bring you some gifts."

"No need for gifts or anything like that. It's too formal."

Liu Qiongyue's business has cooperation with the Wen family. Over the years, she, Lu Zishen and Wen Hemian have become familiar with each other, so they can just say whatever they think.

"But if possible, maybe I can recognize a godparent?"

Liu Qiongyue joked.

Unexpectedly, Wen Hemian nodded seriously: "Okay."

At first, she was wary of the male and female protagonists, fearing that they would conspire to overthrow Xie Lang like in the original book. However, she later discovered that the two had no ambitions at all and just wanted to live their own lives, so she gradually became less wary.

Having two more friends is always better than having two more enemies.

In the original book, the two of them never had children. I don’t know if it was because the world line shifted too much, which indirectly changed their life trajectory and resulted in the birth of a child.

"That's great. Later in Beijing, the child will have a godfather to take care of him."

Liu Qiongyue was in a good mood.

On the other hand, Lu Zishen was much more serious: "Thank you, Lord Wen."

Wen Hemian waved his hands: "There's nothing to thank me for. You guys have also made a lot of efforts in the trade with the barbarians. I should be the one to thank you."

It is undeniable that Liu Qiongyue does have a talent for business.

The three of them chatted for a long time and talked about some other things before Wen Hemian went back with a feeling of being unsatisfied.

The palace examination took a day, but Wen Hemian got the results even faster. She already knew that the top scorer this time was a talented man from Jiangnan named Shen Changyan.

This man had just reached the age of twenty. Although not as dazzling as Wen Hemian's sixth place in the imperial examination, he also won the third place and performed extremely well in the palace examination.

Wen Hemian had never heard of this person in the original book, but so many changes had taken place that it was not surprising that some hidden talents had emerged.

After the results of the palace examination came out, in addition to the parade of the new scholars on horseback, another important event was the Qionglin Banquet.

This is the first time that the Qionglin Banquet has been held since the death of the previous emperor. Now Xie Lang is slightly superior to Ning Hechu, so he doesn't have to be restrained in these matters.

Wen Hemian did not attend the palace examination, and if she did not go to the Qionglin Banquet, Xie Lang would be sulking in secret, so she readily agreed to go.

This was not a private banquet, and everyone was dressed quite formally. Wen Hemian chose a relatively low-key white dress, tied her hair up, and got on the carriage.

The Qionglin Banquet was held in the Imperial Garden. She arrived quite early, but she didn't expect that there were already many people waiting inside.

Wen Hemian was used to big scenes, and he sat down calmly under everyone's gaze.

Ye Zhaoxuan, who also came to join in the fun, saw her coming and quietly approached her, winking and saying, "Hey, Master Wen, take a look at these Jinshi scholars. What do you think?"

Wen Hemian raised his eyebrows: "I feel like... there's someone to take over?"

Ye Zhaoxuan choked: "I remember this word is not used like this."

Wen Hemian didn't want him to remember, he wanted him to figure it out himself.

As they were chatting, the eunuch shouted that the emperor had arrived.

Everyone knelt down immediately, and Ye Zhaoxuan also hurriedly saluted. As he was saluting, he felt a cold gaze passing through him like a knife, and he couldn't help but shrink his neck.

I thought to myself, there couldn't possibly be an assassin.

Not far from the seat, Xie Lang frowned and looked away. The more he thought about it, the more sour and bitter he felt in his heart.

The Grand Tutor avoided his approach in every way, so how could he chat so happily with a stranger?