Wen Hemian didn't regret choosing to help Xie Lang back then, but thinking about her current situation, she couldn't help but shed a tear of bitterness.
"It's finished."
Xie Lang was completely focused when he noticed Wen Hemian's gaze. He felt a little pleased but forced himself to remain calm and finished what he was doing.
But when he looked up, he noticed the complex emotions that Wen Heming hadn't yet concealed in his eyes, and he was like, "?"
Xie Lang asked hesitantly, "Han Shuang, why do you look at me like that?"
He touched his cheek; there shouldn't be anything dirty on it, right?
Wen Hemian coughed lightly, as if nothing was wrong: "I was thinking about something, but it's not important."
She knew that Xie Lang probably disliked her calling him childish because he was a bit competitive, so there was no need to argue about it; she could just skip the topic.
She shifted her gaze to the two imperial edicts and chuckled, "Are you in such a hurry to write them? Are you afraid I'll run away?"
Xie Lang had a bit of a phobia of the word "run," and he said in a low voice, "I'm afraid you'll regret it. I'll feel more at ease if you finish writing it and get it stamped as soon as possible."
Actually, it wasn't unexpected; Xie Lang felt that everything that happened today was too wonderful, like a dream, and he was eager to leave some traces to prove that it was real.
Nothing is better than a written agreement.
Do I seem like the kind of person who breaks their word?
After Wen Hemian finished speaking, she met Xie Lang's meaningful gaze and fell silent.
Alright, it seems that's indeed the case with Xie Lang, and there are clues to follow, so it's no wonder he has such concerns.
"If Han Shuang has nothing else to say, then please stamp it."
Xie Lang took the seal and handed it to Wen Hemian.
Over the years, people have said that the emperor has changed, becoming more indifferent and ruthless. But with Wen Hemian, he is still willing to give her the utmost patience and gentleness. Even now, he has given her the right to stamp the document, leaving room for her to change her mind.
Wen Hemian carefully read the contents of the imperial edict and smiled, "That's all, I have nothing more to say."
Xie Lang can be truly unserious when he's not, but he knows his limits and won't treat important matters lightly. The content of the imperial edict is proper and Wen Hemian can't find anything wrong with it.
After dipping his hand in ink, Xie Lang's expression shifted slightly. He raised his hand and covered the back of her hand, interlocking his fingers, and together they pressed down firmly.
The young man had long, slender fingers with distinct knuckles, and his palms were a size larger than Wen Hemian's, carrying a more intense heat that, while burning, inexplicably made people feel at ease.
Wen Hemian blinked, overwhelmed with emotion.
Both imperial edicts were stamped in this manner.
Not planning to announce it for the time being, Xie Lang carefully rolled it up and put it in the drawer, his eyes and brows full of joy.
He happily leaned over and kissed Wen Heming on the cheek.
Finally, there's no need to look for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack anymore; it's all aboveboard.
Xie Lang was secretly delighted.
Seeing his excited expression, Wen Hemian couldn't bear to spoil the mood, so she smiled helplessly as well.
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Everyone in the Taiji Hall keenly sensed the change.
It's hard not to notice.
Specifically, His Majesty happily moved his belongings to Lord Wen's residence.
Although their belongings have been mixed together ever since they returned, things seem to be different then than they are now.
If there's one word that can describe the emperor's current state, Lai Xi can only think of one—triumphant and elated.
Lord Wen has a good temper, is kind to people, gentle and kind, and is good in every way. However, he seems a little detached in his feelings. As a teacher, he can give His Majesty a lot of care, but as a partner, he may not be able to reciprocate His Majesty's passionate feelings.
Lai Xi was initially very worried that His Majesty would fail, and as a result, he pushed Lord Wen further and further away.
Fortunately, things have turned out well, and the worst outcome he had anticipated did not occur. His Majesty has finally made some substantial progress with Lord Wen.
No longer needing to live in constant fear, Lai Xi walked with a confident stride, serving the Emperor with even greater care. When His Majesty was in a good mood, he would even receive a reward, which would make anyone happy.
Not only him, but all the palace servants serving near the Taiji Hall felt it deeply. For a time, the entire palace was filled with a joyful atmosphere.
Wen Hemian noticed this change and seriously reflected on whether she and Xie Lang had put too much pressure on others these days.
The answer is definitely yes.
Their identities are both extraordinary, and people outside might speculate about them.
Shaking her head to dismiss the thought, Wen Hemian found a time to summon Qingyun into the palace.
Qingyun was a maid in the Prince's mansion, and this was her first time entering the palace. With someone leading the way, she wasn't too reserved. When she saw that Wen Hemian looked well, she visibly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Miss, are you alright?"
"What could I possibly do in the palace?" Wen Hemian chuckled. She met Qingyun's gaze, considered for a moment, and then said, "Qingyun, the reason I brought you to the palace is to ask you whether you want to continue staying in the Prince's residence or stay by my side?"
Qingyun instantly realized something, and she was slightly dazed: "Miss and His Majesty..."
Wen Hemian pulled her to sit down, poured her a cup of tea, and calmed her down, saying slowly, "It's what you think, but don't worry too much. It's not that His Majesty forced me, but that we talked it out, and I... am doing this willingly."
Wen Hemian's words did not dispel all of Qingyun's concerns.
Her voice was still somewhat agitated: "But what are your and His Majesty's positions? If His Majesty goes back on his word, there's still the harem, and a host of ministers who support him, but you..."
“I have discussed this matter with my father.”
Wen Hemian gently interrupted her, took her hand, patted it, and said in a soft but firm tone, "He is His Majesty, but that doesn't mean I have no way out. I am willing to believe in him and give him this trust."
Moreover, if Xie Lang were to change his mind, he would no longer be the Xie Lang she knew.
"All right."
There was no point in saying anything more at this point. Qingyun knew that her young mistress had made up her mind, so she could only try to accept it. She looked a little forlorn.
"So I wanted to ask for your opinion," Wen Hemian said. "But don't worry, I will go back to the Prince's Mansion from time to time, it's the same wherever I am."
"But there might be someone following me around," Wen Hemian thought to herself.
Qingyun pondered for a moment: "This servant will stay in the Prince's mansion. No matter when Miss returns, things will be the same as before."
Qingyun understood very well. While staying in the palace would allow her to be by her mistress's side more often, she wouldn't feel as comfortable, and she also couldn't rest easy about the affairs of the Prince's residence.
She grew up alongside her mistress and felt it was her responsibility to help her with the things around her.
“That’s fine.” Wen Hemian knew her personality and wasn’t surprised that she made this choice. “Staying in the Prince’s mansion will indeed give you a lot more freedom.”
Upon hearing this, Qingyun's eyes welled up with tears. Looking up, she saw Wen Hemian's comforting expression and was even more moved: "Mmm."
Seeing Qingyun's restraint, Wen Hemian did not keep her for long. After exchanging a few words, he let her leave the palace.
Xie Lang waited outside for a long time before finally coming in after they finished talking. After sitting down, he raised an eyebrow and said, "The women's civil service examination has been opened up. Why doesn't the Grand Tutor consider letting her participate in the examination?"
Xie Lang had no ulterior motives in saying this; there were still too few women in the court, and Wen Hemian would be very happy if more women could come out.
"That depends on whether Qingyun has that idea."
Wen Hemian smiled and said, "It seems that it will take some time just for them to accept that we are together."
Xie Lang pursed his lips, unusually without complaining: "She is someone the Grand Tutor cares about, so I won't hold it against her."
I vaguely remember hearing something like that before.
Wen Hemian readily agreed: "Understood, Your Majesty is the most magnanimous."
Xie Lang stubbornly insisted, "It's yours."
He is not someone else.
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