Xie Lang felt a chill run down his spine from Wen Heming's gaze.
After a long pause, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Grand Tutor, the way you look at me is creepy."
Xie Lang was certainly happy to have Wen Hemian's gaze on him, but not in this strange situation!
Wen Hemian leisurely withdrew his gaze: "Oh."
In the original book, the foreign woman drugging Xie Lang was partly at Ning Hechu's behest. Of course, she didn't expect to use this to send the woman to his side; her real purpose was simply to annoy him.
Moreover, once the deed is done, Xie Lang will definitely distrust those around him more, making it easier for him to further undermine Xie Lang's power.
But none of these ideal assumptions came true. Xie Lang was indeed drugged, but he did not touch the foreign woman.
The next day, Ning Hechu found two of his capable subordinates in his own courtyard with their hands and feet cut off.
This marked the beginning of the final stage of the breakdown in their relationship.
"Grand Tutor, what are you thinking about?"
After responding, Wen Hemian lowered his eyes and stood still without saying a word, seemingly deep in thought.
Xie Lang waited for a long time without hearing her speak, and finally couldn't help but speak.
"I have heard that foreign lands often employ treacherous methods."
In just a few breaths, Wen Hemian had already come up with a suitable explanation.
“Last time they didn’t have a chance to see His Majesty, and no matter how many tricks they used, they couldn’t get through. But now the situation is different, and His Majesty hasn’t established a harem…”
Wen Hemian stopped there, leaving the rest of his sentence unfinished.
Xie Lang was perceptive enough to say: "I will not allow anyone to get close to me."
Wen Heming reminded, "And you should be even more careful with alcoholic beverages and anything that goes in your mouth."
She didn't know how Xie Lang used traditional Chinese medicine in the original book, so it was always good to be cautious in every aspect.
Xie Lang responded again.
Wen Hemian didn't need to say more about these things; she would take them into consideration. However, Xie Lang took it as her concern for him and emphasized it, a glint of light in his eyes: "Grand Tutor really cares about me."
Wen Hemian was almost burned by the boy's sincere and passionate gaze. She chuckled, pointed to the direction of the paperweight, and said with a smile, "There are still some words, which have been written for His Majesty as well. Shall we take them back first?"
Upon hearing this, Xie Lang's eyes lit up with even greater joy; if he had a tail, it would probably wag it.
However, he looked at the envelope longingly for a long time before suppressing his reason and shaking his head: "No, I'll come back to see it when I come of age."
Xie Lang didn't own much, but ever since Wen Hemian walked up to him when he was ten years old, most of what he had since was related to that person.
He even hoped that Wen Hemian would give him a courtesy name, as if that would make their relationship even closer.
This is a pure possessiveness.
Xie Lang, however, is never in a hurry when it comes to important matters. He prefers to take things slowly, just like he is now.
As long as Wen Hemian is around, it makes no difference whether you look at the calligraphy early or late.
“There’s no rush now,” Wen Hemian joked.
Xie Lang replied calmly, "Mm."
"Alright, then leave it here for now, and His Majesty can come and get it himself later."
In front of Xie Lang, Wen Hemian put the envelope into the second drawer.
The drawer was empty except for a few clumsy little gadgets. Xie Lang glanced at them unintentionally, and the tips of his ears turned red.
Wen Hemian turned her head and immediately noticed his stiffness. She smiled and said, "These are all gifts that His Majesty gave me in the past. Why are you still blushing when you see them now?"
Children care about their image, so on Wen Hemian's birthday, he insisted on giving her a gift.
He personally carved several adorable birds out of wood, but because he didn't control his strength well, the result was rather ugly. It wasn't until he saw Wen Hemian accept it with a smile that his embarrassment eased and he smiled broadly.
Xie Lang made no attempt to hide his disdain: "Ugly."
Wen Hemian glanced at him and said, "I didn't complain about what you made yourself, but Your Majesty is complaining first."
When I was young and didn't know any better, I don't know how many stupid things I did in front of Wen Hemian.
Xie Lang was disgusted, but when he met Wen Hemian's sharp gaze, he dared not say anything more and guiltily looked away.
Wen Heming was both amused and exasperated.
After a long pause, Xie Lang looked up and added in a low voice, "I'll give the Grand Tutor something even better in the future."
The person in front of you deserves the best things in the world.
Meeting the young man's gentle and bright eyes, Wen Hemian was taken aback, as if some unknown emotion was brushing against his heart, and then smiled and said, "Alright, I'll wait."
"Let's not talk about that now, let's talk about something else."
As Wen Hemian spoke, she picked up another piece of paper on the table, which contained the names of people she could eliminate based on the original book.
She had originally planned to hand it over to Xie Lang after some time, but after what happened in Mingzhou, she vaguely realized that the time was ripe.
Xie Lang has the ability to shoulder these responsibilities on his own.
On a thin sheet of paper, the handwriting was dignified and elegant, possessing a unique style. The names of many officials were written densely, some with high and some with low ranks. Xie Lang knew some of them, and some he did not.
He was stunned: "This is..."
Wen Hemian said casually, "They are people who secretly defected to and openly supported the Ning Party. This list may not be complete, Your Majesty, please take it as a reference."
But Xie Lang knew it wasn't that simple.
The force with which I held the paper felt both light and heavy.
His Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice became low and hoarse: "Grand Tutor, you've worked hard."
"It's not hard work."
Wen Hemian shook his head, wanting to say something, but seeing the young emperor's expression, he choked up.
Xie Lang had previously said that the way she looked at people was creepy, but she felt that this little brat's eyes were truly creepy, as if he wanted to devour her whole.
Wen Hemian raised her hand and touched her arm, barely managing to stop this strange thought.
I guess he was just too excited.
Isn't Xie Lang just looking forward to the day when he can take control of the government?
"Grand Tutor." After his initial surprise, Xie Lang carefully put away the papers. He softened his voice and asked Wen Hemian, "May I stay at the Prince's residence tonight?"
After a long period of busy work, Wen Hemian still did not enter the palace. Xie Lang patiently finished processing all the memorials, and after waiting for a long time without seeing her, he finally came out.
Given his clingy nature, this past two weeks has probably reached its limit.
Wen Hemian was willing to grant his small wish while maintaining distance, and nodded: "Yes, it's a good opportunity to have an in-depth discussion with you about the Six Ministries."
It's business again.
Xie Lang suppressed his slight displeasure and maintained his smile: "Okay."
Everyone was used to His Majesty staying overnight at the Prince's residence. Qingyun calmly went down to order more dishes, and the hidden guards greeted the people around His Majesty with familiarity. Everyone seemed to be getting along quite harmoniously.
Wen Hemian hopes that things can continue to be this harmonious in the future.
People who study history tend to overthink things; she'd heard too many stories of "the cunning rabbit dies, the hunting dog is cooked," but...
Looking at the sticky little emperor, Wen Hemian thought confidently—this kind of thing definitely wouldn't happen to her and Xie Lang.
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