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

That being said, it would be better if Xie Lang didn’t have those little thoughts.

Wen Hemian felt that he was spending more and more time worrying.

At this point, there was no point in her refusing anymore, so she simply ordered someone to move the box downstairs so that she wouldn't have to see it and be bothered by it.

Xie Lang did not express any opinions throughout the process.

I hope Wen Hemian can accept it.

Xie Lang has been very busy recently, and it is not easy for him to go out of the palace to see Wen Hemian, but he rarely complains too much.

hold on.

After he has cleared out all the rebels, he can speak openly with the Grand Tutor about the problems between them.

By then, not only the country would be his, but the position of Grand Tutor would also be his.

Although he felt unwilling and eager, he also knew that now was not the best time. It would do him no good to scare Wen Hemian at this time.

After Xie Lang left, Wen Hemian asked someone to find Murong Yue.

This romantic young man was having a blast in the capital, hanging out in the brothels of red-light district. Suddenly, he was visited by a woman wearing colorful clothes.

Wen Hemian couldn't bear to watch and closed his eyes.

Murong Yue didn't think his outfit was eye-catching at all. He fanned himself with a fan in his hand and said with a smile: "Prince, is there anything you want to tell me?"

Wen Hemian calmed down and said, "I want to do something. Can you help me spread the news?"

"Oh?" Murong Yue raised his eyebrows and immediately became interested. "What's the matter?"

Wen Hemian lowered his voice and repeated it to him, and finally added: "...You can prepare first. When the time comes, I will let someone inform you."

Murong Yue took a deep breath after hearing this: "Are you trying to drag me into the struggle for imperial power?"

Wen Hemian asked calmly: "So will you do it or not?"

Wen Hemian looked good-tempered. Having served as an official for many years, he always had an aura of majesty without even getting angry. A slight glance from him was enough to make people feel nervous.

Murong Yue quickly put away his playful expression and apologized, "I will obey all orders given by the prince. I like to do challenging things like this, but will the young emperor really not be angry this time?"

I've never seen anyone wanting to throw dirty water on himself.

"What does my decision have to do with him?" Wen Hemian did not answer the question directly. "The mansion has made new food today. You can stay and try it. By the way, let the caravan take some away next time."

Murong Yue knew that there would be no such thing as a free lunch, but Wen Hemian never let him suffer any loss, so he readily agreed: "Okay, thank you very much, Your Highness."

He was sent to assist Wen Hemian, and he knew what was going on. Seeing that Wen Hemian had no intention of saying more, he tactfully followed the servants.

After everything was arranged, Wen Hemian breathed a sigh of relief. While he hoped that day would come sooner, he also felt a little uneasy.

Hope everything goes well.

-

Two months passed in a busy manner.

The Ning Party's actions became more and more frequent. It was rare for the court to stop making noise. The whole court was in a state of panic and everyone would become wary of the slightest movement.

Xie Lang seemed to be very busy as well, and finally stopped sticking with Wen Hemian from time to time. He also clearly distinguished between public and private affairs during formal meetings, and did not reveal any inappropriate thoughts.

Some people still bring up the matter of opening a harem from time to time, but not as frequently as before. It seems that they are afraid of upsetting the emperor and then they will be held accountable as well.

But some close people still noticed that something was wrong.

Ye Zhaoxuan probably held it in for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking during a court session: "Hanshuang, is there something wrong between you and His Majesty?"

Wen Hemian frowned and glanced at him: "No, who said that?"

"Everyone is discussing it privately, but they just haven't brought it up in front of you." After becoming the Imperial Censor, Ye Zhaoxuan became more eloquent and couldn't hide his curiosity. "And I think you've been to the palace less often, and I'm a little uncomfortable with it all of a sudden."

Wen Hemian: "It's an illusion. And His Majesty intends to open a harem. It will be inappropriate for me to do this in the future."

Ye Zhaoxuan still felt something was wrong, but couldn't come up with a more compelling reason to refute it: "That's right."

"Don't think too much."

Wen Hemian was as calm as ever: "The court is unstable, don't believe the rumors."

Thinking that this was the most reasonable option, Ye Zhaoxuan was convinced before he could react: "Well, we believe you."

Those who came into contact with Ye Zhaoxuan were all subordinates who were close to Wen Hemian, and these people fully trusted Wen Hemian.

Wen Hemian nodded: "Thank you."

Wen Hemian didn't expect that his relationship with Xie Lang would cause so many discussions about ups and downs. It was funny, but also a bit empty.

She knew this was for the best, but after all, she was a little uncomfortable...

After thinking about it, he went to the government office for another stroll.

The diligent Right Vice Minister finally realized that he had an abnormal amount of official duties and looked at Wen Hemian for help.

Unfortunately, Wen Hemian told him calmly: "Get familiar with it sooner rather than later. This is the normal workload."

The Right Assistant Minister ate the cake with tears in his eyes.

Wen Hemian was satisfied and returned to the palace.

Unexpectedly, not long after nightfall, Xie Lang came to the mansion in casual clothes to find her.

The young man smiled and said, "Master, I'll take you somewhere."

Wen Hemian hesitated: "Where?"

"You'll find out when you go there."

Xie Lang didn't give her a chance to refuse. He pulled her up and walked towards the carriage.

Seeing that he was happy, Wen Hemian couldn't bear to interrupt him and had to follow him.

Soon, the carriage brought them to a stop.

Wen Hemian got off the car and found that this didn't seem to be the streets she was familiar with. Beautiful lanterns and gauze curtains were hung everywhere, music was playing, lights were shining, and it was very lively.

Wen Hemian was stunned for a moment: "Is it a festival today?"

Xie Lang smiled but did not respond. Instead, he took advantage of her inattention and pulled her inside. They soon sat down in a private room overlooking the river.

He was particularly proactive and attentive today, always taking the initiative in conversation, but his attitude was extremely cautious. Seeing Wen Hemian looking at the lights outside the window, he smiled slightly and poured a glass of wine and pushed it in her direction.

"There are fireworks today. I finally have some free time. I'll bring you here to have a look. It'll take some time. Why don't you try this wine first?"

Wen Hemian became more and more confused.

But there is nothing to be afraid of when drinking.

She picked it up and tasted it carefully: "Sweet? With flower petals in it?"

"Yes. I asked a traveling merchant to collect this wine. It is said to be brewed from a special flower collected from the northern desert. It tastes good."

Xie Lang explained in detail, his deep eyes fixed on her all the time.

Wen Hemian pursed his lips and took another sip: "So what on earth did you bring me out for?"

Upon hearing this, Xie Lang smiled uncertainly: "Teacher really doesn't know..."

"Do not know what is this?"

At the same time as Wen Hemian's voice rang out, there was also the sound of fireworks exploding behind her, crackling and making people dazed for a moment.

The almost inaudible sound disappeared in an instant.

"Today... is the Qixi Festival."