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

Wen Hemian has lived here for more than ten years, and the novelty of it has worn off now. She finished the sugar painting in a few bites, and looked back to see Xie Lang still chewing it with care. She felt a little sad: "I'll buy it for you if you want to eat it next time. You don't have to be so cautious."

Xie Lang smiled sweetly, much cuter than when he pretended to be serious, and with a rare bit of sincerity: "Okay, thank you, teacher."

"Why should I thank you?"

Wen Hemian laughed.

Education emphasizes the all-round development of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics and labor. When Xie Lang came out of the palace to play, Wen Hemian did not spoil the fun at all. He did not even mention anything about schoolwork. At the end of the day, he took Xie Lang to visit all over the capital to fully satisfy the child's curiosity.

They were having fun, but the people who followed them were depressed.

"Isn't she the tutor of the little emperor? Why is she taking the little emperor away from his job?"

"He's the youngest champion. I think he's just a kid. He can't get anything in his hands, so he definitely doesn't dare to go against an adult."

"makes sense."

The two spies whispered to each other and simultaneously lowered their guard in their hearts. No matter how impatient they were, they had to continue with their mission and followed stealthily.

Wen Hemian certainly knew that there were two mice following her, but she didn't care. This was exactly the effect she wanted.

What could be better than quietly eroding the enemy's vigilance?

Ning Hechu wanted to train a puppet little emperor, so she would do as he wished and just wait and see who would be the final winner.

Who doesn't know how to walk into a trap?

"Teacher, let's go back."

Xie Lang was just listening to a storyteller telling a story. The storytellers in Beijing have their own skills. Their voices are ups and downs, and the stories they tell are inspiring and very attractive. He just listened to a story and was a little reluctant to leave when it ended.

After just a glance at the sky outside, Xie Lang understood that they should go back. If the palace gates were locked later, it would be difficult for him to deal with the situation even if he was the emperor in name only.

"Don't worry, Alang will stay at my house tonight."

Wen Hemian blinked his eyes: "Didn't I say I prepared something? If you're tired, we can go back now?"

A few breaths were enough for Xie Lang to calm down. Besides, he was really curious about what Wen Hemian had prepared, so he nodded and said, "Go back."

If they were not going back to the palace, they would have to go much faster. When they arrived at Huailing Palace, the sun had already set. The gatekeeper saw them coming back and hurried in to call out. Qingyun came out in a hurry. When he saw Xie Lang, there was a hint of curiosity in his eyes, but his expression was calm: "Your Majesty."

Xie Lang raised his hand, indicating that she didn't need to be so polite.

The weather was cold, so Wen Hemian stuffed a hand warmer into his hand and smiled gently: "Let's go and check on your room."

Wen Hemian didn't give Xie Lang a chance to say more. He put his arm around his shoulders and went towards the decorated room.

Soon, Xie Lang saw the room that was specially prepared for him.

The room was very clean. It was no exaggeration to say that it was even cleaner than the palace he lived in. The key point was that there were many books, and pens, ink, paper and inkstone were all available. It did not look like a room that was temporarily set up to entertain guests.

"If Your Majesty leaves the palace in the future, it will not be safe to live outside. This room will not be given to others. Your Majesty may as well come here."

Wen Hemian had already made plans. The teacher-student relationship between her and Xie Lang needed to be cultivated. Companionship was essential, and true love was even more indispensable. In the eyes of others, she was a foreign man and it was not convenient for her to live in the palace all the time, but that did not mean that Xie Lang could not come out.

Moreover, Huai Ling Palace is the only place that can completely escape Ning Hechu's sight, and it is convenient to do anything here.

Wen Hemian asked: "Does your Majesty like it?"

Xie Lang didn't look up. His breathing trembled and his fingertips clenched lightly. Even if he didn't see it with his own eyes, he could vaguely guess how gentle the expression on Wen Hemian's face would be now.

He said, "I like it, I like it very much."

No one would treat him as well as the Master. Human hearts are not made of stone. Xie Lang disguised himself with a cold appearance just to prevent himself from getting hurt, but now, that shell seemed to be slowly melting.

Xie Lang sniffed, and looked up at Wen Hemian seriously, his dark eyes full of stubbornness: "Wen Hemian, you must never betray me."

What brain circuit?

Wen Hemian felt amused and distressed, and poked his cheek: "Got it. If you dare to call me by my name again next time, I will punish you."

Xie Lang pursed his lips and said nothing.

……

They had noodles for dinner. There were two beautiful poached eggs on Xie Lang's bowl of noodles, and two tender green vegetables next to them, which looked particularly tempting.

"It's longevity noodles." Wen Hemian was afraid that he didn't know, so he explained softly, "Today is your majesty's birthday, you should eat longevity noodles, and there are also birthday gifts. After you finish eating the noodles, I will take you to see them."

After this short journey, Xie Lang felt mixed emotions. He finally realized why the Grand Tutor was hiding the secret. Birthday was a very unfamiliar word to him. He had seen several of his royal brothers celebrate their birthdays, but he never had any expectations.

If suffering is what greets him when he is born, he would rather not be born in the first place.

But now someone told him that his birthday was also worth serious preparation, and that people were looking forward to his growing up.

Wen Hemian urged: "Don't just stand there, the noodles are going to clump together and won't taste good later."

Xie Lang hummed softly, picked up the noodles and began to eat slowly, even drinking up the soup.

Wen Hemian was afraid that he was sensitive, so he didn't tease him this time. After dinner, he took him straight to see the birthday present.

It is an exquisite and small sleeve arrow.

"I have thought about it and I don't know what to give Your Majesty. Last time I was attacked by an assassin, I thought it would be better to give you something practical. This sleeve arrow was made after many experiments. Your Majesty can carry it with you to protect yourself."

Wen Hemian raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to try?"

Xie Lang said succinctly: "Try."

She immediately had someone bring a target over. Xie Lang put on his sleeve arrow and shot, hitting the center of the bull's eye.

The child's eyes were filled with enthusiasm: "I like it very much!"

"nice! You love it."

Wen Hemian breathed a sigh of relief. Giving birthday gifts was really a difficult thing.

"Grandmaster." Xie Lang put down his hand, looked at her hesitantly, and expressed his thoughts, "In private from now on, don't call me Your Majesty."

Wen Hemian paused and said, "Call...Alang?"

"Yeah." Xie Lang smiled, "There's no need to be so distant between you and me."

I don’t know why he suddenly changed his personality, but on birthdays, Xie Lang is the most important, and Wen Hemian will try his best to fulfill his wishes: “Okay.”

Having achieved his goal, Xie Lang quietly loosened his hands. Before he could relax, he heard a loud explosion behind him. The sky and earth seemed to light up in an instant. He turned back stiffly and saw fireworks, blooming all over the sky, as dazzling as fire trees and silver flowers.

Wen Hemian said with a smile: "I forgot to mention that I also prepared fireworks for A-Lang."

"Today I am the only one celebrating your birthday, but there will be more people in the future."

A gentle force fell on his shoulder, Xie Lang's eyes were hot, and he heard her say: "I wish my Majesty a happy birthday and a long and peaceful life."