Lai Xi's arrival broke the deadlock between the two.
Seeing the young emperor holding Lord Wen's hand with such deep affection, Lai Xi's eyelids twitched. She felt a chill run down her spine at her own suspicions, but could only feign composure and ask, "Your Majesty, this servant has brought the hand warmer, please see..."
Xie Lang glanced at him casually, then readily released his hand: "Give it to me."
Lai Xi felt that the look in his eyes was like, "You're doomed."
He took a deep breath, took the hand warmer and walked up to Wen Heming: "Lord Wen, here you go."
For the first time, Wen Hemian was genuinely grateful to Lai Xi. If it weren't for him, she didn't know how long she would have been stuck in this stalemate with Xie Lang.
She took the warm hand warmer and said softly, "Thank you."
Lai Xi: "I can't accept that!"
Despite not having any martial arts training, and with no idea where his legs and feet came from, he quickly flashed to the back after delivering the hand warmer.
Wen Hemian: "..."
Xie Lang, being very considerate, didn't laugh out loud.
Wen Hemian thought expressionlessly, "Next time I enter the palace, I must check in advance to make sure I have all my things."
It was only because Xie Lang had distracted her the other day that she made such a mistake.
"It's noon. Grand Tutor, please have lunch with me before you leave." Xie Lang's eyes were bright, and unusually, he didn't push his luck. "I haven't seen the Grand Tutor for two days, is that alright?"
Wen Hemian wasn't really in a hurry to leave.
She had expected to be detained when she entered the palace today, so she took this opportunity to resolve Xie Lang's problem.
So he nodded: "Okay."
Xie Lang beamed with joy.
Without needing to be told, Lai Xi went to order more dishes.
To be honest, the palace servants who served him really hoped that Lord Wen would stay, because His Majesty never lost his temper in front of Lord Wen.
They don't need to be trembling with fear when serving them.
Wen Heming and Xie Lang went to the dining area. It was getting cold, so the underfloor heating was on, and the windows were open for ventilation so it wouldn't be too cold.
Seeing the snowflakes fluttering down outside, Wen Hemian was momentarily lost in thought.
"What is the Grand Tutor thinking?"
Wen Hemian's face showed a hint of nostalgia: "I was thinking, the year the late emperor passed away, when I went to the palace to see His Majesty, it was also snowing this heavily."
At that time, Xie Lang was just like a pitiful little dog, curled up in his own world.
If it weren't for the preconceived notion, Wen Hemian wouldn't have indulged him so much later, leading him to have even bolder ideas now.
The Xie Lang in the original book, with his cruel and eccentric nature, ultimately bears some resemblance to the original character.
Xie Lang's smile deepened: "At that time, I felt that the Grand Tutor was like an immortal who descended from the heavens."
His heart was dark and filthy; initially, he only wanted to use Wen Heming to survive.
Unexpectedly, this person picked him up, took his hand, and chose to walk the most difficult path.
This was the first time Wen Hemian had heard him say these words since the topic was brought up today. She paused for a moment and said, "Your Majesty thinks too highly of me."
She's nowhere near the level of an immortal; she only reluctantly accepted the mission to see how the world could function properly.
Later on, I did indeed develop a bit of a child-rearing mentality.
She chose to make her way in the capital on her own, spending far more time with Xie Lang than with the Prince of Huailing and his wife. In this foreign land, Xie Lang was her student, but more like family, like her beloved younger brother.
Wen Hemian looked up at the young man sitting opposite her. His eyes were bright and clear, without a trace of gloom, as if he were born with an aura of majesty.
It's clear that it's been well cared for.
She lowered her eyelashes: "In the blink of an eye, Your Majesty has grown up so much. I've been thinking about it, and there are some things Your Majesty should know. You're not young and naive anymore."
Xie Lang's smile faltered: "What does the Grand Tutor want me to know?"
“It’s better to guide than to block.” Wen Hemian uttered a single word. “Your Majesty is young and vigorous. When the Palace Attendant came to teach you before, it was one thing if you didn’t listen properly. But from today onwards, study hard and stop reading those messy books.”
Now, Wen Hemian finally understands what their former homeroom teacher felt when he caught students reading novels.
It is indeed easy for them to go astray.
The same goes for His Majesty the Emperor.
Instead of waiting for him to figure it out on his own, we should find him a professional teacher to instruct him.
Despite being such a cool and aloof person, Xie Lang couldn't understand how she could say these words without batting an eye. Although she was quite tactful, Xie Lang still sensed a different meaning in her words.
His gaze towards Wen Hemian slowly changed: "Isn't the Grand Tutor my teacher? Can't he teach me all of this as well?"
In the past, Wen Hemian would have genuinely thought the little brat was just being affectionate. But now, how could she possibly get herself into trouble? Upon hearing this, she said coolly, "Professional matters should be left to professionals. I am not good at this, so Your Majesty should not make things difficult for me."
She wasn't a man, and her limited knowledge came entirely from modern education. In terms of experience, how could she compare to the seasoned court ladies in the palace?
As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Lang's gaze deepened noticeably, and his eyes fell on Wen Hemian with an almost tangible intensity.
After a long pause, he finally gave in: "I understand."
Xie Lang turned his head, looked up at the snowflakes falling outside the window, and smiled: "I will definitely study hard as the Grand Tutor wishes."
The second half of the sentence was emphasized very heavily.
Clearly aware of his intentions, she did not try to avoid him, but instead came to advise him immediately.
Xie Lang felt somewhat dejected and slightly defeated.
Wen Hemian acted naturally, and seemed quite happy that he was willing to listen to advice: "That's for the best."
While he was directing the serving of a dish, Lai Xi didn't know what the two men had said. When he came back in, he felt a chill wash over him.
That was an invisible confrontation that the earth dragon could not conceal.
He shrank back, quickly had the palace servants set out the dishes, and then the group of people quickly retreated. After thinking for a moment, he also sneaked out.
Before leaving, he caught a glimpse of the young emperor serving Lord Wen a bowl of soup, which Lord Wen accepted with composure, their relationship as harmonious and amicable as ever.
So where exactly did things go wrong?
...
Wen Hemian had no idea what Lai Xi was thinking.
As long as Xie Lang doesn't intend to expose it directly, there's still room for maneuver in this matter.
After the meal, she naturally brought up the idea of sending the memorials back to the palace.
"His Majesty was 'poisoned' a couple of days ago, which was fine to cover it up. But now that you've woken up, it's neither reasonable nor ethical for me to continue treating you, as it would give people something to talk about."
Wen Hemian voiced the concerns of some court officials: "No one wants another Ning Hechu to appear in the future."
The biggest enemy is still there, and no one will say anything to Wen Hemian, but she knows that some people below have opinions.
Xie Lang: "Yes, I understand. Thank you for your hard work, Grand Tutor. I'll have someone go and fetch it right away."
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