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

Chapter 189: Han Shuang can’t do it?

The emperor's eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles.

It can be seen that he has almost freed himself, and the painful past does not seem so big to him.

No one can live to be a thousand or ten thousand years old. This is the flattery and admiration of the ministers to the emperor. Wen Hemian did not mean this. He just wanted to wish him a happy life.

It is precisely because of this sincere blessing that Xie Lang can find some comfort and a bit of warmth in the long loneliness.

But that was before.

After Wen Hemian came back, his long-dormant emotions awakened, just like a sudden breeze blowing, bringing the spring breeze towards him.

She was his long-lost spring day.

"How about it? Do you agree?"

Xie Lang was looking forward to her answer.

After figuring out the key, Wen Hemian felt that he was childish, but at the same time, a deeper emotion emerged in his heart. He smiled lightly: "Okay, I promise. I want to accompany my Majesty, and live a thousand years."

I actually agreed with his exaggerated statement.

After hearing the words Wen Hemian said, Xie Lang felt a sweet feeling in his heart. He leaned over and wanted to kiss Wen Hemian's cheek, but she raised her hand and pushed him away.

The two of them were clearly chatting happily, but Xie Lang did not expect her to reject him. He widened his eyes a little aggrievedly: "Hanshuang?"

"Let's talk after we wash up."

Wen Hemian coughed a little awkwardly.

Xie Lang's eyebrows drooped, realizing that Wen Hemian's mysophobia had kicked in because they had just finished their meal, so he frowned reluctantly and said, "Okay."

His Majesty the Emperor can still tell the difference between a full meal and a full meal.

Wen Hemian didn't say anything else. After talking with him, he opened the gifts that were sent to the palace for a while, took a look at them, and then put them down with satisfaction, went back to wash up and prepare to go to bed.

It's just obvious that some people are not very willing to miss this opportunity.

Ever since he got sick while playing in the water last time, Xie Lang had the dignity to finally stop making trouble in the pool. When Wen Hemian was washing up, he obediently did not bother her and went to another place to wash up. After all, he did not dare to overestimate his self-control.

He moved quickly. After returning, he waited in the hall for about half an incense stick of time before he saw the person returning. He immediately went up to the person and clung to him, refusing to let go.

Wen Hemian was puzzled: "Is today my birthday or yours? Have you asked for my opinion? Aren't you afraid that I won't be happy?"

Xie Lang was used to being spoiled by her, so he didn't feel too worried at the moment. He smiled and kissed her cheek: "Are you unhappy?"

It was obvious that he wanted a positive answer, but in the end, the ball was kicked back. Wen Hemian was amazed at his ability to turn the tables: "You..."

As soon as the words started, Xie Lang naturally took over: "But Taifu is right. Today is your birthday, so of course it is most important for me to listen to you. So... Hanshuang, how are you going to deal with me?"

"Lock me up, please?"

Things gradually began to develop in a weird direction.

Wen Hemian: "Wait..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, Xie Lang moved extremely quickly and found a golden curtain from somewhere, and fastened one end to his hand and the other end to her hand.

This is a damn familiar scene.

Wen Hemian's pupils trembled, and he was indescribably complicated and gnashing his teeth: "... Didn't you put them all away? Where did you get this from? Are you really going to carry out the name of a little lunatic to the end?"

Xie Lang said slowly: "That's not wrong."

If conditions had allowed it, he would have really thought about tying himself to Wen Hemian forever.

Wen Hemian was speechless.

Xie Lang was thick-skinned and didn't feel at all that he had said anything outrageous. He pulled the stunned person over and sat down on the couch.

The little wolf cub is clingy and difficult to deal with.

Wen Hemian stared at the person in front of him and felt a headache. It would have been better if he had not asked those questions in anger earlier, thus putting himself in a dilemma.

"Wouldn't Han Shuang do that?" Xie Lang smiled and stroked her waist. The scorching heat from his hands passed through her thin pajamas. The second half of his sentence suddenly dropped a few notes, and it was ambiguous. "It's happened so many times."

People cannot be provoked.

Wen Hemian was really angry, and he raised his eyelids and looked at him calmly: "Your Majesty, you shouldn't look down on me like that. Who said - I can't do it anymore?"

"Then you teach me."

Xie Lang's eyes darkened, and he pulled the person down onto the couch. The chains on his hands made crisp sounds as he did so.

The noble emperor lay on the soft pillow, a faint smile on the corner of his lips, his eyes gentle and encouraging: "Hanshuang, I will listen to you."

Now that things have come to this, there is nothing we can do but to continue.

Wen Hemian was not as keen on this kind of thing as Xie Lang. Even though she had some interest in it, she never talked about it openly. She was not willing to delve into it and was passive most of the time. It was much more difficult than she had imagined to really take the initiative.

Always at a loss of ideas.

She felt a little amused when she saw that Xie Lang was enduring hard, but finally he couldn't help it and grabbed her hand.

His breathing was heavy: "Master, you are almost torturing me."

Wen Hemian snorted and laughed, a smile flashing across his cold eyes: "Did you see that?"

Now it was Xie Lang who was gritting his teeth: "Then Han Shuang, don't blame me for being rude."

After being left out for so long, Xie Lang was not a gentleman and his patience had already reached its limit. After this layer was exposed, he stopped being polite and started to take off his clothes.

In the quiet bedroom, apart from the slight rustling sound, there was the crisp sound of chains colliding, and occasionally one or two muffled groans, as if even the air was gradually warming up.

The jade is thin and fragrant, the sandalwood is deep and the snow is scattered.

……

All in all, it was an impressive birthday.

Specifically refers to Wen Hemian.

The more pleasure you get when you are teased, the more you want to escape when you are pulled from behind and refuse to let go.

Naturally, it will not be allowed.

Xie Lang, who had gone too far, had a bad ending in the next few days and was driven to the next hall to rest. It was not until Wen Hemian had completely calmed down that he was qualified to move back.

As an emperor, this is clearly his own bedroom, but he doesn't even have the right to decide whether to live there or not.

It really makes those who hear it sad and those who listen to it cry.

Lai Xi is no longer the same Lai Xi as before.

In the past, when I saw these two people having a conflict, I would be trembling with fear, but now I have learned to read their expressions and think that it’s no big deal. I can just continue doing my own thing.

It is not scary if His Majesty is angry. Anyway, His Majesty can comfort himself. Wait until he calms down, and then he can comfort Lord Wen.

As autumn deepens and people enjoy the harvest, the weather gradually becomes cooler and people change from thin clothes to thick ones.

After the hottest autumn weather, it starts to rain.

Wen Hemian became more and more adept at handling cabinet affairs, and Xie Lang also methodically delegated some of the affairs to his subordinates. While reducing his own workload, he tried his best to ensure that power was not dispersed and that they could check and balance each other, becoming more and more familiar with the checks and balances of power.

Everything seemed to be going well, but one peaceful day, it was broken by urgent news from the north.