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

Chapter 192 "Your Majesty, enough is enough."

Wen Hemian didn't think that his feelings were wrong.

Without her noticing, Xie Lang's thoughts might have changed silently. As for why, she had some idea.

His Majesty the Emperor has become a bit moody now, but he is not used to showing it in front of Wen Hemian. By the time he notices it, he has probably adjusted himself.

Just like it is now.

"Okay, once you're settled and the traitor in the capital is caught, I'll come find you."

Wen Hemian understood what he meant.

In fact, in this situation, if she was not personally with Xie Lang, she would be very worried. Of course, it would be best to have a win-win solution.

"No need to be in such a hurry."

Xie Lang spoke softly with a slight smile: "Actually, I would rather, when you come over, I have already packed up the people."

No matter how confident you are, it is not foolproof after all. If you come here when the situation is not stable yet, you may easily run into danger.

His weakness is obvious - it's Wen Hemian.

"Your Majesty, I don't agree with that."

Wen Hemian raised his eyebrows slightly: "I will catch the traitor as soon as possible and then come to find you."

She was already worried about Xie Lang. Originally, he didn't want her to go, which was fine, but now that the little wolf cub had finally agreed, she was determined to resolve the matter as soon as possible.

Hearing this, Xie Lang smiled and hugged her tighter, his warm breath sprayed on her ears, with a hint of coquettishness: "Think about it, I'm waiting for Han Shuang to come."

"…Let's get down to business."

Once this aspect is brought up, there is a tendency for the topic to deviate. Taking this opportunity, Wen Hemian quickly corrected his expression.

Xie Lang laughed softly: "Defense in the capital is also important. I am not going to take all the fire guns away. Feifeng will also stay. If you come to find him, he will be responsible for protecting your safety."

After experiencing the accident three years ago, Xie Lang is now extremely cautious. He has to leave his people behind so that he can go to the north without any worries.

"How could Feifeng..."

Just after she said a few words, Wen Hemian suddenly reacted. She turned her head and looked into the emperor's sincere and bright eyes for a long while, and finally slowly relaxed her shoulders: "Well, since you want him to stay, then let him stay."

Although Wen Hemian felt that he would be fine, he would let it go as long as it would put Xie Lang at ease.

Fortunately, he has no shortage of people around him.

"That's good."

Xie Lang softened his voice, obviously on purpose.

After they left, they didn't know how long they would be apart, but it wasn't even a year yet until they reunited.

Xie Lang felt a little regretful, but in the face of higher pursuits, that regret seemed insignificant.

He is no longer the little kid who would run to Wen Hemian to complain and act like a spoiled child whenever he encountered problems. Except for a few deliberate moments, his temperament is much more restrained than when he was young.

Don't let her know this embarrassing thought.

Wen Hemian patted his hand soothingly: "Now that you've acted like a spoiled child, get up. I'll write a letter to my parents."

Knowing that they are on guard is one thing, but caring about them is another. Wen Hemian plans to write another letter to reassure them.

Xie Lang refused and walked around to the front, leaned over and wanted to hug her, as if he wanted to take advantage of the limited time to have more intimate contact.

"Hey wait!"

Wen Hemian anticipated his move and grabbed his arm before he let go, looking a little puzzled: "Why do you like to hug me all the time?"

Wen Hemian thought he understood him, but he was still somewhat unclear about his preferences.

Xie Lang did not answer her question, but just said like a smart person: "I like it."

Then he continued what he had not finished and hugged the person in his arms.

He was very strong and held her steadily. Seeing that she could not persuade him, Wen Hemian had no choice but to let him carry her behind the table.

"Here is paper and pen, Han Shuang, write."

Xie Lang was so considerate and put the pen in her hand.

Wen Hemian: “…”

She looked at the paper and pen in front of her, and felt the strong chest behind her and the person sitting under her legs. She was silent but hesitated to speak: "...Who is so kind as to write a letter like this?"

Xie Lang was shameless: "Mine."

Wen Hemian suppressed his desire to twist the person's hand, and after calming himself down, he picked up the pen and focused on writing the letter.

In order to prevent the letter from being hijacked along the way, she wrote it very briefly. It seemed to contain no useful information, but in fact it contained the secret words agreed upon by her parents and her, so there was no need to worry about it falling into the hands of others.

After writing the letter, Wen Hemian let it sit for a while before folding it and putting it in an envelope, preparing to go out and give it to someone to deliver.

She didn't bother to care about Xie Lang's mood at the moment, but fortunately this time when she stood up, he didn't stop her, but followed her closely.

As soon as the letter was sent out, Huo Ping saw a big bird hanging on his hand and hurried towards them.

Wen Hemian's eyes lit up: "Liu Wu?"

A few days ago, I was thinking about letting the two birds meet each other, but unfortunately, Liuwu was unruly by nature. Although it was domesticated and was very docile to their family, it would be too restrained if it was kept in the capital, so most of the time it was still at the border.

Liuwu seemed to have heard her call. It flapped its wings and instantly flew up from Huo Ping's arm and headed towards Wen Hemian.

Huo Ping's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, and finally he saw Liu Wu land steadily on Wen Hemian's shoulder, and he felt relieved.

Xie Lang frowned and looked at the big bird that suddenly inserted itself between them with an unhappy look: "Why is there another one?"

Wen Hemian seemed easy to talk to and approachable. The falcon that Xie Lang gave her was indeed a man who knew how to adapt to the times. He knew who to rely on as the most reliable person. He was not repulsed by Wen Hemian's approach and was even quite close to him.

But this was a birthday gift from Xie Lang, so no matter how unhappy he was, he had to grit his teeth and swallow it. The one coming now was not a gift from him.

As if sensing Xie Lang's gaze, Liuwu cried out, flapped its wings, and leaned over to peck him.

Fortunately, Wen Hemian reacted quickly and covered Liu Wu's head with his hands, while giving Xie Lang a warning look.

"Your Majesty, please stop. Is it fun to be jealous of a bird?"

How could Wen Hemian not know what Xie Lang was thinking? There was no need to be polite in this situation. It must be Xie Lang who was being unreasonable.

Xie Lang glared in grievance, but did not say anything because there were outsiders present.

Liu Wu took the opportunity to rub Wen Hemian's palm, glanced at Xie Lang with disdain, then raised his foot and showed Wen Hemian the thing tied on it.

Wen Hemian smiled and rubbed its head: "Good Liuwu, thank you for your hard work."

As he said this, he took off the letter tied to its leg and read it.

Xie Lang, who was ignored, said: "..."

He gritted his teeth, angry but not daring to say anything.