AWB Chapter 152 Am I really becoming more and more indulgent towards Xie Lang?
Chapter 152 Am I really becoming more and more indulgent towards Xie Lang?
Wen Hemian spent several days persuading Xie Lang and finally got the opportunity to leave the palace and return home, but the prerequisite was that Xie Lang had to come with him.
She had a deep suspicion that even if she disagreed, Xie Lang would still come secretly. It would be awkward for an emperor to be secretive. It would be better for him to be open and aboveboard.
Wen Hemian glared at Xie Lang, broke free from his fingers, and walked in front of Qingyun.
He raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
"I've made you worry for three years. Now I'm back." Wen Hemian smiled, his eyes soft. "I heard from Uncle Lu that you have managed the palace very well. On the way here just now, I saw that loquat tree had fruit. Have you tasted it?"
Time flies, and a long time can pass by in a flash. Seeing Wen Hemian, Qingyun was extremely happy and nodded quickly: "I have tasted it. I will ask someone to pick it for Miss to taste as well."
That year was a turbulent year. Wen Hemian was forced to leave before he had the chance to taste the loquat.
"Need not."
Wen Hemian turned his gaze to the gloomy Xie Lang and said, "I want to try some. Your Majesty, please pick them?"
Knowing that Wen Hemian wanted to get rid of him, it was a poor excuse, but Xie Lang couldn't say no, so he nodded reluctantly: "Yeah."
After saying this, he turned and left, walking along the corridor he came from.
Seeing this, Qingyun's eyes suddenly widened.
She knew Wen Hemian's character well, and thought that after what happened, Wen Hemian would break up with His Majesty, or there would be some grudge between them. But why did His Majesty still listen to the young lady so much?
She couldn't help but ask one more question: "Miss, what is your relationship with His Majesty now?"
Wen Hemian paused: "This...I can't say for now."
Maybe there is a little difference, but she is not sure whether such feelings can be equal to Xie Lang.
"Miss, if it's inconvenient to talk about it, then let's not talk about it." Qingyun was considerate, "But Miss, are you not going back to live in the palace?"
Even though Wen Hemian has been away for so long, Qingyun still cleans her room every day to make sure it is clean and tidy so that she can move in whenever she comes back.
"Maybe I'll stay in the palace for the time being."
Wen Hemian saw Qingyun's worried expression and smiled soothingly: "Don't think too much. Even Your Majesty can't force me to do something I don't want to do. But I will move to another place temporarily, and I will come back often."
Wen Hemian wanted to come back and live with him, but after thinking about Xie Lang, he decided to give up and at least wait until his condition got better.
After that day, she consulted the imperial doctors in the palace one after another, and they all insisted that the emperor was suffering from a heart disease. If the person he missed was by his side, it would be fine, but if he couldn't see that person, he would still be in pain.
Xie Lang's stubbornness always appeared at inappropriate times. When he was sick, he would act like a spoiled child to her without any regard for her, or he would become more and more demanding. Afterwards, he would always keep a straight face and refuse to express his pain.
Ting Lai Xi said that the headache problem was developed at that time. It occurred several times every month. He would feel weak after the pain. In addition, Xie Lang refused to take medicine regularly, so his condition never got better.
Wen Hemian was really afraid that as soon as he came back, he would start making trouble in the palace again and no one would be able to control the current emperor.
Qingyun was dejected: "Your Majesty, have you ever considered what the world will say about you for treating you like this? No one can investigate the emperor's faults, they will only put the blame on the young lady."
Qingyun was full of concern, and Wen Hemian couldn't refuse her kindness. He thought for a long time and didn't know how to start the conversation, but Xie Lang came back with loquats picked.
Qingyun sighed and quietly retreated.
She couldn't let the young lady make things difficult for her.
Xie Lang took out a handkerchief from somewhere and sat down with Wen Hemian on the long corridor, peeling loquats while talking: "Do you want to stay in the mansion for one night?"
Wen Hemian was confused: "Does it make any difference whether I stay or not?"
Xie Lang paused for a moment, realizing what Wen Hemian was implying, and smiled slowly: "There is indeed no difference."
In any case, there was no way he would let Wen Hemian leave his sight, at least not for now.
At the moment, there were only the two of them in the courtyard. The secret guards were far away and did not dare to listen to their conversation. Xie Lang asked thoughtfully, "How did you feel when you were dressed as a man?"
Wen Hemian leaned against the railing and looked out, accepting the emperor's advice as a matter of course: "It's really uncomfortable. If it wasn't inconvenient, wouldn't it be better to just act as a woman?"
Xie Lang raised his eyebrows: "Is it because the chest binding is uncomfortable? Is this the reason why the Master doesn't want to go out on weekdays when there is no official business?"
Wen Hemian hissed, Xie Lang really hit the point right away.
"And as far as I know, there were quite a few young ladies in the capital at that time who were quite infatuated with the Grand Tutor."
Xie Lang deliberately emphasized the four words "I am quite attracted to you".
Wen Hemian glanced at him speechlessly: "This is not something I can control."
Xie Lang murmured, "Teacher Wen is as clear and bright as the moon, with an appearance like an immortal. So, I am marrying up to my level..."
Wen Hemian: “?”
Which channel did you jump to again?
After eating the last loquat, she stood up decisively and walked out, no longer paying attention to the crazy little bastard. As long as Xie Lang was right, he would drag her down and pursue the matter. She didn't know where he learned this skill of pestering.
Wen Hemian had experienced this several times and had learned to remain unchanged in the face of ever-changing situations. Xie Lang would go crazy from time to time, and she would just deal with it calmly.
Xie Lang smiled awkwardly, stood up and chased after him.
Since they were already there, the two of them decided to stay overnight in the palace and sleep in Wen Hemian's room.
Almost nothing in the room had changed, except for Xie Lang's extra clothes. He had stayed here many times over the past three years, and he didn't sleep in his own room. No one dared to say anything. Wen Hemian looked at the person who was making the bed with great interest and laughed.
Sometimes I feel that he has really grown up, but sometimes I feel that Xie Lang hasn't changed much.
He was so happy that people who didn't know him would think he had obtained something he loved very much.
"Are you laughing at me?" Xie Lang came over after making the bed. He immediately noticed the smile on Wen Hemian's lips that he hadn't managed to retract. He frowned and said, "Are you thinking of something again? Are you treating me like a child?"
The different arcs of Wen Hemian's smile really gave Xie Lang different ideas about their meanings.
The smile on her lips disappeared, and she pushed away the face that was close to her expressionlessly: "Go wash up."
Xie Lang grabbed the man’s fingertips and pecked them.
Her thin lips were slightly pursed, revealing a hint of joy.
Chenggong saw the tips of Wen Hemian's ears turn red. Before he could be scolded, Xie Lang turned around and ran away, his back revealing joy.
Wen Hemian was almost so angry that he laughed.
How can you take advantage of others whenever you can? Where did you learn this lecherous behavior?
Fortunately, the person was Xie Lang. If it was someone else, he would have been kicked out before he even touched her.
Thinking of this, Wen Hemian paused.
She began to reflect - was she really becoming more and more indulgent towards Xie Lang?