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

The young emperor's figure quickly disappeared into the night.

He couldn't take back something he had given away. Wen Hemian's eyes trembled, and he suddenly realized that he shouldn't have said that.

Even if you don't accept it, you must never trample on the boy's sincere heart.

But in the end, I didn't do it.

She had never imagined that the situation would develop into what it is now.

Qingyun came in from outside with some concern.

"You and His Majesty, are you having a quarrel?"

As happy as the young emperor was when he came, as terrifying as he was when he left.

The cold and majestic aura around him made people dare not approach him.

Qingyun was already worried about something happening, so he hurried inside, but he only saw Wen Hemian sitting blankly in front of the small table.

Wen Hemian sighed silently: "I guess so."

She stared in thought for a moment, her gaze stopped on the table, and she reached out to pick up the red seal and the blank imperial edict and put them away carefully.

Qingyun didn't see clearly what it was, but she had a feeling that it was not simple. She curled her lips and said, "Today is your birthday, and His Majesty has to quarrel with you at this time..."

"It's my fault this time. Don't put all the blame on Your Majesty." Wen Hemian shook his head slightly, feeling a little depressed. "Maybe I really did something wrong."

She is not an omniscient and omnipotent God, let alone something she has never experienced before.

She is also confused about her feelings and doesn't know how to deal with it.

What a pity... What a pity there is no if.

"Young Master will not do wrong." Qingyun didn't care about anything else. Her heart would always stand on Wen Hemian's side. "You helped His Majesty, and His Majesty can hardly repay you. Besides, His Majesty was wrong in the first place. You don't need to feel too guilty."

Wen Hemian neither said he agreed nor said he disagreed.

Qingyun didn't know how to comfort her, so he just put away the dishes and chopsticks in silence, leaving the space for Wen Hemian alone.

If Wen Hemian was a little hesitant before this, after this incident, she became more determined.

Before she knew whether she could give a response, she had to speed up, finish what she wanted to do, and then go out for a walk.

The paranoia in Xie Lang's character is difficult to correct. She doesn't want to continue to embarrass herself, but she also doesn't want to fall into it.

I have to find a time to get out.

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Lai Xi didn't know what happened.

His Majesty came back from a happy trip to the palace and became unhappy again. It was so cold all over his body that it felt like ice would form if you got close to him.

The birthday gift in his hand is gone, and it seems that Lord Wen has accepted it. So what is going on?

Lai Xi was puzzled.

I feel confused and worried at the same time.

It is said that if the king wants his subjects to die, the subjects have to die. Your Majesty is certainly reluctant to treat Lord Wen in that way, but if he really has some feelings for him, can Lord Wen really refuse?

I am afraid that this couple will get into an embarrassing situation in the future. What should I do then?

Lai Xi didn't dare to say these thoughts out loud, and could only serve more cautiously, for fear of angering His Majesty and losing his head.

Xie Lang was indeed a little angry.

But this time he couldn't bring himself to give in, so he could only keep a stern face all day long and speed up the process of dealing with those increasingly arrogant aristocratic families.

After dealing with them, he would try to promote girls' education. Even if Wen Hemian was unhappy at that time, he would always praise him a few words, right?

Thinking of this, Xie Lang felt better.

Putting aside other things, the Grand Tutor said that it was inappropriate, but he did not return the birthday gift. Doesn't this mean that he has accepted it imperceptibly?

The more I think about it, the less depressed I feel.

All memorials impeaching Wen Hemian were rejected.

"Your Majesty, Chief Huo requests an audience."

Xie Lang: "Come in."

Huo Ping folded his hands and saluted: "Your Majesty, someone has found traces of rebels in the west. Two people have been captured so far. Please let Your Majesty deal with them."

"Don't ask any more questions in the future, just convict them directly." Xie Lang frowned, his eyelids twitched, and he added, "Speed ​​up and find everyone out, don't leave any hidden dangers."

"I will give the order right away."

Xie Lang: “Yeah.”

While Xie Lang was busy, Wen Hemian was also busy all the time.

She seldom went out, and took the opportunity to write down a series of regulations for opening a girls' school in her house.

Although it cannot be implemented yet, this is the safest way. Even if she is not here, as long as Xie Lang is determined to promote it, nothing will go wrong.

She had tentatively brought up the topic of leaving a long time ago, but unfortunately the kid's reaction was so strong that she didn't dare to bring it up a second time.

Therefore, she didn't tell anyone about her plan until she had made all the preparations.

His Majesty the Emperor has connections everywhere, and the capital is full of his spies. If the news is leaked into the palace without her knowing... Wen Hemian felt her scalp tingling just thinking about it.

The older they get, the harder it is to deal with.

This is no longer the docile puppy it was at the beginning, but a wild beast with bared fangs, waiting to tear apart the peaceful appearance.

After entering the second half of the month, the weather became increasingly bleak and cold. When Wen Hemian saw the first withered yellow leaf falling outside the window, he suddenly realized that another year was about to pass.

Since his last birthday, Wen Hemian had avoided the morning court for more than half a month on the pretext of illness. Any particularly important matters were sent to his house for processing, and Xie Lang did not sneak over. It seemed that they had not seen each other for a long time.

This is a rare thing for the little emperor who is always clingy.

And ever since she had been assisting Xie Lang, it seemed as if they had never been separated for such a long time.

A little...uncomfortable.

Wen Hemian put down his pen, rubbed his sore wrist, looked at the stack of papers he had written, and breathed a sigh of relief.

She was so busy that she couldn't take care of things, but she calmed down a lot. Xie Lang was angry at first sight. After thinking it over, she decided to go to the palace to appease him, otherwise it would be difficult to talk about the matter later.

Okay, she admitted that she was still a little soft-hearted.

Wen Hemian calmed himself down, disguised himself, and then stepped into the carriage to the palace.

As soon as she came, Lai Xi, who had a sad face, was overjoyed and hurried to welcome her in.

"Lord Wen, you are finally here. His Majesty has been thinking about you these days."

Wen Hemian raised his eyebrows: "It's just a polite remark, right?"

Lai Xi scratched his hand awkwardly: “Ahahahaha…”

It's not really a polite remark, it's just that what Your Majesty said is a little inconvenient to say.

Fortunately, although his words were exaggerated, His Majesty's concern for Lord Wen was genuine.

Xie Lang really didn't expect Wen Hemian to come and see him. No matter how much resentment he had in his heart, it all disappeared unconsciously when he saw that person. A smile appeared on his lips: "Hanshuang."

Lai Xi, who was about to close the door, heard it, choked, and quickly slipped away.

Wen Hemian tried hard to maintain his composure: "Your Majesty."

"I thought about it..."

Before she could finish her words, someone suddenly came hurriedly from outside: "Your Majesty, urgent news!"