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

Wen Hemian slept soundly.

While she was half asleep, she felt as if someone had fed her a bowl of sobering soup. The bitter taste made her very unhappy, and she turned her head away even in her sleep.

Unfortunately, I didn't escape.

When she woke up again, it was bright outside. She seemed to be sweating because she was covered so tightly. She quickly threw off the quilt, sat up and took a breath.

He suddenly regained consciousness. Qingyun, who was outside, heard the noise and walked in with a washbasin, looking a little strange.

"Young master is awake?"

Wen Hemian wiped her face with a handkerchief. The cool feeling made her sober up a lot. Then she suddenly reacted and sat up in shock from her dying dream: "I have to go to court today!"

"Don't worry about this, young master." Qingyun whispered, "His Majesty said that you should have a good rest for a day."

Wen Hemian sighed: "You seem to be worried, is there anything you want to ask me?"

Qingyun tried to keep his voice steady: "Is His Majesty too close to you?"

Think about it, not long ago, Qingyun had advised Wen Hemian not to be too close to His Majesty the Emperor, but what happened last night caught people off guard, as if they had uncovered some unspeakable secret.

I pondered over it all night, and the more I thought about it, the more terrifying it became.

It would be fine to tell His Majesty the secret that the young master is a girl, after all, it is impossible to keep it a secret forever, but now the situation is clearly developing in another direction!

Wen Hemian remained silent.

Sometimes it’s not good that this girl is too smart.

"My son..." Qing Yun didn't know what he was thinking of. His expression suddenly turned sad, and his tone was filled with anger. "You are His Majesty's teacher. You personally taught him to reach his current position. How could he have such thoughts about you?!"

Qingyun is an educated person. She knows what propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame mean, and she also knows what it means to respect teachers. In her opinion, Your Majesty's behavior is disloyal, unjust and treasonous.

"He has treated you like this, why do you still want to assist him wholeheartedly?"

The situation has not yet stabilized, and the little emperor is already so unscrupulous. Qingyun simply can't imagine what will be the fate of the young master if he really holds power one day?

In fact, if you count carefully, few of those who served as teachers to the emperor had a good ending in the end.

As expected, the capital is a place of right and wrong. It makes sense that the prince and princess don't want to stay here.

The emperor is cold and indifferent, and everyone in the royal family is sick!

Qingyun endured it again and again, and at least he didn't curse out loud on the spot.

Wen Hemian was also a little shaken in his heart. After a moment, he waved his hand and said, "You go out first. I will think about it carefully."

There was no need to go to court, and the Ministry of Personnel had the Right Vice Minister watching over her, so she didn't have to worry too much. This gave her a lot of extra time to think.

Think carefully about the messy relationship between her and Xie Lang that has developed to this point.

Qingyun wanted to say something, but when she saw Wen Hemian's slightly tired look, she couldn't say anything and had to carry the basin out.

Wen Hemian was wearing thin pajamas and sitting on the bed, hugging the quilt and thinking for a long time. Finally, he slowly lowered his eyes and raised his hand to touch his lips.

She could tolerate a lot of alcohol, and because of her martial arts training she was more alert to her surroundings. She allowed herself to fall asleep last night and probably automatically judged the surrounding environment to be safe, but she was not completely unconscious.

In those dim, chaotic and fuzzy memories, it seemed as if someone had touched this place, sticky and intimate, but unfortunately she was drowsy at the time and could not wake up.

"You little bastard."

The more Wen Hemian thought about it, the more embarrassed he felt. He cursed and couldn't help but clench his fingers into fists: "Are you really that hungry that you won't be picky about food?"

He even dared to attack his own teacher, what else would he not dare to do?

At this moment, Wen Hemian only regretted that he did not have the habit of forgetting things after drinking, otherwise he would not be so entangled here.

She thought that after she said those words, Xie Lang would at least restrain himself a little, but she didn't expect that not only did he not, but he also took the opportunity to become even more demanding, which was a waste of her trust!

If Wen Hemian was willing to be a little more ruthless, she could have walked away now. After all, the deterioration of feelings was still a little hard for her to accept.

But she asked herself, can she really bear with it?

Is she willing to abandon the little boy who has been with her for so many years, and leave him alone to face the current turbulent situation in the court?

It's not just about the mission, but about another, deeper level of attachment in her heart.

So even if Xie Lang did something excessive to her, she just sat here and tried to think calmly about the future situation.

But I can't calm down.

How can I calm down?

Things have developed to this point, and maybe it's time to settle some things properly.

-

After the Chinese Valentine's Day, Wen Hemian intentionally or unintentionally ignored what happened that day.

Occasionally, when she met the little emperor's scorching gaze, she just pretended not to see it and looked as graceful and calm as ever.

The ancestor worship ceremony was held in September and preparations had already been made in advance at the suggestion of the Ministry of Rites. People from all sides were keeping an eye on this matter and wanted to make some moves, especially the Ning Party, which was visibly ready to make some moves.

Everyone has ulterior motives.

Wen Hemian, on the other hand, had a rare moment of leisure.

When she first served as the Minister of Personnel, she carried out drastic reforms, but as time went on, she gave more power away.

The Right Assistant Minister is not a fool, and Min Rong is not a fool either.

Finally, after a meeting, he couldn't help but find Wen Hemian and asked harshly, "Master Wen, are you kidding me?"

Wen Hemian raised his eyelids and looked at him leisurely: "Tell me, how did I play tricks on you?"

Wen Hemian rarely uses his power to show off his authority, except in front of people he dislikes.

Min Rong's eyes were almost burning with anger, and he held back his anger and asked, "I have always been in charge of the examination and promotion of officials, why did you suddenly hand it over to Wen Youling?"

Wen Youling is the name of the Right Vice Minister.

Since the beginning of the second half of the year, Min Rong's power has been gradually taken away, but now it has become a vague existence. How can he not be angry?

But the person who spoke was Wen Hemian, and he was helpless.

"That depends on what good things you have done in the past!"

Wen Hemian's expression suddenly changed. He picked up the notebook next to him and threw it at him.

"I would like to ask you, how come the young master of the Li family, who obviously has no merits, was promoted to the next level? And the young man of the Lin family, who is obviously down-to-earth and capable, is regarded as slacking off in your position? How dare you hand over such a person who confuses right and wrong?"

Wen Hemian exerted force and the notebook hit Min Rong in the face, causing him to stagger.

Listening to these past events being revealed, I couldn't help but feel a little more fear and resentment in my heart. This happened so long ago, normally everyone would just glance over it and move on. Why did she still have the energy to find out every single thing?

Being in the officialdom, are you so ignorant of tact and flexibility?