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

Wen Hemian realized belatedly that he had let the cat out of the bag.

Because of this, Xie Lang had more opportunities to take advantage of.

"I know, but I won't say it out loud." Xie Lang murmured softly, "Are you trying to pretend that nothing happened?"

Wen Hemian closed his eyes numbly: "Sneaking around is not what a gentleman does. Your Majesty, have you read books in vain?"

Xie Lang did not hesitate: "I can also not be a gentleman."

If you give up a little face, you can get what you want, what a good deal.

Reading his underlying meaning, Wen Hemian lowered his head and sighed silently.

I've raised it for so long, but it's getting crazier and crazier.

A breeze started to blow in the yard at some point. The system that came to find Wen Hemian saw the confrontation between the two people, shrank its neck in horror, stopped walking, hid in the corner, dared not move forward, and watched secretly.

After a long silence, Xie Lang finally spoke first.

"Master, I will let you know that I am not joking."

This was not the first time he was rejected. After the initial disappointment, Xie Lang thought a lot. As long as Wen Hemian was still by his side and as long as they could see each other every day, he would not be afraid that one day he would not be able to impress her heart.

Wen Hemian was speechless at the aggression shown by the little boy.

But it was she who raised Xie Lang and helped him pave the way step by step until he holds the power today.

He is the emperor. Apart from the Ning Party, he is the most honorable person today. Why must he be so stubborn when he can't get what he wants?

Wen Hemian looked at him speechlessly.

Xie Lang lowered his eyes and suddenly smiled: "We can't keep on being in a stalemate like this, why don't we make some changes first? Let's start with the name, Hanshuang, Wen Hanshuang, can I call you that?"

Wen Hemian really wanted to beat someone up, and couldn't help but speak in a slightly harsher tone: "If I say I disagree, will His Majesty listen?"

The boy looked kind and innocent, and seemed to be trying to persuade others: "Except for this."

Now that everything has been exposed, there is nothing to pretend about.

He wanted to let Wen Hemian see that his feelings for her were not just dependence and attachment, but also deeper, dark and shameful desires.

Wen Hemian paused, his already irritated heart became even more confused, and for the moment he was too lazy to refute him.

Things have come to this, she didn't think anything she said would make this little bastard change his mind and quietly return to his previous position.

Now that things have come to this, there is no point in arguing any further. Wen Hemian's eyelashes trembled: "Then Your Majesty must agree to one condition of mine."

Having just achieved his goal, Xie Lang was in a good mood: "Yeah."

"There is a lot of work to be done in the court. We can slowly try to use the talents that were suppressed before. I have been in the Ministry of Personnel for a year and I have also taken a fancy to several useful subordinates. It is time to let them take over. Among them, the Right Vice Minister Wen Youling is steady in his work and has a kind character. I recommend him to be the Minister of Personnel."

Yes, Wen Hemian overturned his previous thoughts.

Xie Lang had been so rude in front of her, so she had to be a little more assertive. Moreover, she knew Xie Lang well enough to roughly guess that under such circumstances, he would not refuse any request she made.

In fact, this is indeed the case.

Xie Lang really didn't refuse, without even the slightest hesitation: "Of course. You are too tired, you should take a good rest."

Wen Hemian felt something was wrong and glanced at him suspiciously.

Xie Lang's expression remained unchanged: "Even if the Grand Master didn't say it, I am ready to discuss with you and not continue to stay in the Ministry of Personnel."

Wen Hemian: "Are you so kind?"

How many times had she mentioned this before, and every time was she rejected by that little bastard?

Xie Lang smiled slightly: "I just think it's inappropriate."

Guanshu was too far away from him, and the Ministry of Personnel had a lot of people coming and going. Wen Hemian could always find various excuses to avoid him, which Xie Lang didn't like.

But what is given cannot be easily taken back. In comparison, he came up with a better idea.

It will take some time to implement this idea, so I can’t tell Wen Hemian now.

It’s not appropriate... Wen Hemian muttered to himself, feeling inexplicably depressed, but on second thought, he felt that Xie Lang’s idea was right.

She had felt it was inappropriate before, hadn't she?

"Well, let's issue the decree as soon as possible when we get back. Let's settle the matter quickly while no one is reacting. This way, even if they say anything else later, it will be too late."

The principle of cutting the Gordian knot is always applicable. Wen Hemian was afraid that he would go back on his word, so he urged him.

"Besides this, Master, do you have nothing else to say to me?"

Xie Lang found it a little funny to see her impatient look.

After laughing, he couldn't help wanting to go further, staring at her without blinking, clearly sitting and standing, looking down from above, but also like a tamed wild beast, staying obediently beside her.

Being stared at with such burning passion and sincerity, it is indeed easy to soften one's heart, but Wen Hemian has already had enough of this docile appearance. She gritted her teeth and was a little impatient: "What else do you want me to say? I think if you wait a little longer, even His Majesty will know everything about this palace."

He couldn't say that he knew everything, but he could come and go freely for sure. Xie Lang was familiar with the guards, so no one tried to stop him.

Xie Lang smiled awkwardly: "I dare not."

Wen Hemian snorted coldly: "I don't think there is anything in this world that you dare not do."

Seeing Wen Hemian's hard-hearted attitude, Xie Lang knew that it was hopeless for him to stay. Fortunately, the sweetness he got today was enough for him to taste. His voice softened a bit: "Then I will go back to the palace first. You should have a good rest and don't tire yourself out."

"Okay, Hanshuang?"

Just shouting was not enough, he moved closer with great caution, leaning over, and the shadow he cast almost completely covered Wen Hemian, making people tremble with fear.

Wen Hemian had been called by colleagues and friends before, and she thought it would be easy for her to accept it. However, she didn't know that the situation in her imagination was different from that in reality. Her ears felt slightly hot, and she just wanted to quickly fool them: "Got it, Your Majesty, please go back to the palace."

Xie Lang suppressed his smile and left reluctantly.

As soon as he was out of sight, the system quickly jumped onto the table.

The cat shook its head.

"It's over. I think you're going to fall."

Wen Hemian was silent: "...Can't you just hope for my own good?"

The system smiled awkwardly: "Okay, let's not talk about this. I came here today to tell you that your mission has ended. Are you happy?"

The system has not forgotten what her mentality was when it first approached Wen Hemian.

He's looking forward to retirement as soon as he enters the book, and has no interest in the outside world at all. He's really unique.

"Of course I'm happy." Wen Hemian paused in the middle of his speech, "Does that mean Xie Lang won't go down that path again?"

He became violent and brutal, and eventually killed the hero and heroine, perishing along with the world.