Wen Heming belatedly realized that he had let something slip.
This gave Xie Lang an even greater opportunity to take advantage of the situation.
"You know, but you don't say anything," Xie Lang murmured softly. "Are you trying to pretend nothing happened?"
Wen Heming closed his eyes numbly: "Sneaking around is not the behavior of a gentleman, Your Majesty. Have you wasted your time studying?"
Xie Lang replied without hesitation: "I can also not be a gentleman."
It's such a good deal to get what you want by sacrificing a little pride.
Reading his underlying meaning, Wen Hemian lowered her head and sighed silently.
I've been raising it for so long, and it's gotten crazier and crazier.
A gentle breeze had begun to stir in the courtyard. The system that had come to find Wen Hemian saw the two facing off, shrank back in fright, stopped in its tracks, and hid in a corner, too afraid to approach, watching secretly.
After a long silence, Xie Lang finally spoke first.
"Grand Tutor, I'll show you that I'm not joking."
This wasn't the first time he'd been rejected. After the initial disappointment, Xie Lang thought about many things. As long as Wen Hemian was still by his side, as long as they could see each other every day, he wasn't afraid that one day he wouldn't be able to win her heart.
Wen Hemian was speechless at the aggression displayed by the little brat.
But it was she who taught Xie Lang to grow up, paved the way for him step by step, and now holds great power.
He is the emperor, and apart from the Ning faction, he is undoubtedly the most honorable person now. Why does he have to be so stubborn and unable to get what he wants?
Wen Hemian stared at him silently.
Xie Lang lowered his gaze, then suddenly smiled: "We can't stay in this stalemate forever, why don't we make some changes? Let's start with how we address each other, Han Shuang, Wen Han Shuang, may I call you that?"
Wen Hemian was genuinely itching to punch someone, and her tone involuntarily dropped a few degrees: "Would His Majesty listen if I said I disagreed?"
The boy looked kind and innocent, with a hint of persuasion in his voice: "Except for this."
Since everything's already exposed, there's no point in pretending anymore.
He wanted Wen Heming to see that his feelings for her were never just dependence and affection, but also a deeper, darker, and unspeakable desire.
Wen Hemian paused, her already agitated mind becoming even more chaotic, and for a moment she was too lazy to refute him.
Given the situation, she didn't think she could change her mind and obediently return to her former position no matter what she said.
Since things had come to this point, there was no point in arguing any further. Wen Hemian's eyelashes trembled slightly: "Then Your Majesty must grant me one request."
Having just achieved his goal, Xie Lang was in a good mood: "Mm."
"The court is in dire need of rebuilding, and those who were previously suppressed can be given more opportunities to be put to use. I have been in the Ministry of Personnel for a year and have identified several capable subordinates. It is time for them to take over. Among them, the Right Vice Minister Wen Youling is reliable and honest. I recommend him to serve as the Minister of Personnel."
Yes, Wen Hemian overturned her previous idea.
Xie Lang had already been so impolite in front of her, so she had to be a little assertive as well. Besides, she knew Xie Lang well enough to guess that, under such circumstances, he wouldn't refuse any of her requests.
That is indeed the case.
Xie Lang didn't refuse at all, without even the slightest hesitation: "Of course you can. You're too tired, you should take a good rest."
Wen Hemian felt something was off and glanced at him suspiciously.
Xie Lang's expression remained unchanged: "Even if the Grand Tutor hadn't said anything, I was already planning to discuss with you whether I should continue working in the Ministry of Personnel."
Wen Hemian: "You're really that kind?"
She's brought it up countless times before, and every time that little brat rejected it.
Xie Lang's smile deepened slightly: "I just feel it's not appropriate."
Official Shu was too far from him, and the Ministry of Personnel had a mix of people, so Wen Hemian could always find various excuses to avoid him, which Xie Lang disliked.
But what has been given cannot be easily taken back, and in comparison, he had a better idea.
It will take some time before this idea is implemented; I can't tell Wen Hemian about it now.
"It's not appropriate..." Wen Hemian muttered to herself, feeling inexplicably depressed. But then she thought about it again and realized that Xie Lang's idea was right.
She also felt it wasn't appropriate before, didn't she?
"Yes, let's issue the decree as soon as we get back. Before everyone can react, let's get things settled quickly. That way, even if they say something later, it will be too late."
The principle of cutting through the Gordian knot applies at any time. Wen Hemian urged him, fearing he might change his mind.
"Besides this, Grand Tutor, is there nothing else you want to say to me?"
Xie Lang found her impatient manner somewhat amusing.
After laughing, he couldn't help but push his luck, staring at her intently. Although he was sitting and standing, he looked down at her from a superior position, yet he also resembled a tamed wild beast, obediently staying by her side.
Being stared at with such burning sincerity is indeed easy to soften, but Wen Hemian had already had enough of this docile facade. She gritted her teeth, somewhat unable to bear it any longer: "What else do you want me to say? I think if you wait a little longer, even His Majesty the Prince will know everything about me."
He wouldn't say he knew everything about the place, but he certainly moved freely. Xie Lang had become familiar with the guards, and no one stopped him.
Xie Lang gave an embarrassed smile: "I wouldn't dare."
Wen Hemian sneered: "I don't think there's anything in this world you wouldn't dare to do."
Seeing Wen Hemian's heartless attitude, Xie Lang knew that there was no hope of staying. Fortunately, the benefits he had gained today were enough for him to savor. His voice softened a bit: "Then I'll go back to the palace first. You should rest well and not overwork yourself."
"Is that alright, Han Shuang?"
Not content with just shouting, he moved a little closer with ulterior motives, leaning over and casting a shadow that almost completely enveloped Wen Hemian, making people tremble with fear.
She had been called that by colleagues and friends quite a few times, and Wen Hemian thought she would accept it easily. Little did she know that the situation was different from what she imagined. Her ears burned slightly, and she just wanted to get through it quickly: "I know, Your Majesty, please return 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.
"Oh no, I think you're about to fall for me."
Wen Heming fell silent: "...Can't you wish me well for once?"
The system chuckled awkwardly: "Alright, let's not talk about that. I came here today to tell you that your mission is over. Aren't you happy?"
The system hadn't forgotten what Wen Heming's mindset was when it first approached her.
He's looking forward to retirement the moment he transmigrated into the book, and he's completely uninterested in the outside world. That's something else.
"Of course I'm happy." Wen Hemian paused midway through her sentence. "So, Xie Lang won't go down that path again?"
He became violent and tyrannical, eventually killing the male and female protagonists and perishing together with the world.
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