In the first year, Xie Rang was filled with anticipation.
Yunqing said she never lies, and he believed she would come back, so he kept waiting.
It wasn't until the brocade pouch was handed to him that he suddenly realized that the situation had taken an unexpected turn.
But he couldn't bear to disappoint her, so little by little, he eliminated the parasites from the court, opened imperial examinations, recruited virtuous officials, and became a wise ruler in the eyes of the people.
To the outside world, they only said that the Imperial Tutor was touring the world to investigate the people's conditions, but even Xie Rang didn't know whether she would ever return.
In the second and third years, Xie Rang finally couldn't hold back any longer and secretly sent people out to search.
But as expected, not a single trace was found.
He dreamed of her many times, but each time, she was like a wisp of smoke, impossible to grasp or let go of.
In the fourth year, his dream was damp. He dreamt that Yun Qing was lying beneath him, her eyes reddened, her moist lips opening and closing. Her hand was about to slip out, but he held it tightly, their soft breaths mingling together.
Xie Rang suddenly woke up.
It's hard to say whether it was a beautiful dream or a nightmare.
But Xie Rang understood that those anxious expectations and long-awaited desires were ultimately blended into a more complex emotion in the intense longing—an emotion called love.
Call him rebellious or have delusional thoughts, it doesn't matter.
He had indeed developed feelings for his tutor.
He was only shocked that the Grand Tutor was gay, but he never expected that one day he would also fall in love with his Grand Tutor.
Xie Rang did not resist, but it took him some time to accept it.
Now it's the fourth year, and regardless of whether the Grand Tutor will return or not, he has never thought about opening a harem and taking concubines.
"ah??"
The minister who had offered the advice was stunned. He turned to look at his colleagues standing around him, and they all looked as if they had seen a ghost.
Xie Rang had no intention of discussing this matter with them; more than that, he simply wanted to make an announcement, and whether the ministers accepted it or not would not affect his decision.
After saying this, he got up and left, leaving the ministers looking at each other in bewilderment.
However, only a few senior officials were actually involved in the discussion.
"This, this is outrageous!"
"If only the Imperial Tutor were here, His Majesty listens to the Imperial Tutor the most."
"The Imperial Tutor is traveling abroad. Does any of you have any contact with her?"
"Well... there really isn't one."
Since it was a royal secret, no one could publicly announce the emperor's sexual orientation, so they could only take a roundabout approach and send the invitation to Li's residence.
If they can't find the Imperial Tutor, surely they can find someone from the Li family mansion?
...
These underhanded maneuvers did not escape Xie Rang's intelligence.
It was all in vain, and Xie Rang did not stop them.
If this method can truly bring Yun Qing back, then his wish will have been fulfilled.
Xie Rang closed his eyes briefly, then opened them with a stern expression and stepped into the bedchamber.
He was about to walk towards the window when he suddenly heard a faint sound coming from inside the tent. He abruptly looked up, strode over, and lifted the tent flap, his voice carrying a chill: "What...person?!"
When his gaze fell upon the bed, Xie Rang's last words abruptly fell silent.
His breathing became rapid, and all the suppressed emotions surged up at this moment. His heart felt as if it were being immersed in boiling water, scalding and burning.
Xie Rang scanned the person in front of him inch by inch. Even though he was dressed in strange clothes, he couldn't hide the familiarity. At this moment, the person was fast asleep, gentle and beautiful, just like Xie Rang remembered.
Xie Rang suppressed his desires, his fingers hovering in mid-air without touching her, but his gaze froze for a moment when it fell on Yun Qing's chest.
His pupils dilated slightly, and his voice was so hoarse he could barely speak: "...A woman?"
woman? !
Xie Rang was certain that the person in front of him was his tutor.
But the Grand Tutor is a woman?!
There was a sense of awkwardness when they were together before, but now that it's suddenly exposed, Xie Rang's feelings are indescribably complicated.
He closed his eyes briefly, trying to calm himself down, but his fingers involuntarily pressed on Yun Qing's acupoints to help her fall into a deeper sleep.
Xie Rang raised his hand and wiped her lips, his eyes reddening with grievance. He couldn't hold back any longer and leaned down to kiss her. He didn't kiss her deeply, but just gently rubbed against her lips, as if he wanted to vent all the bitter emotions he had been waiting for over the past few years.
He hugged the person tightly.
"Grand Tutor, you can't escape this time."
...
When Yun Qing woke up groggily, she saw a large, carved bed with curtains hanging down beside her. It seemed to be bright outside, and the light was dazzling.
She snapped out of her daze and propped herself up to sit up: "I'm back?"
33: "Oh, right."
"Your tone sounds a bit off?" Yun Qing looked around. "This is... the Hall of Supreme Harmony?"
33 pairs of fingers: "To be precise, this is the Hall of Supreme Harmony four years later, and you are now on the dragon bed."
1130 can observe the external situation, but data processing tells it that it's best not to try to interfere.
"Four years later?" Yun Qing wondered if she had misheard. After realizing what she had heard, she started to feel a headache coming on. "Oh no, this is going to be difficult."
If he had disappeared for a year or two, that would have been one thing, but four years have passed in the blink of an eye. Yun Qing doesn't even dare to imagine how things have turned out now.
Especially since she hadn't really reached an agreement with Xie Rang in the first place, how could she possibly appease him now?
Before Yun Qing could sort out her chaotic thoughts, the curtains were suddenly pulled open from the outside. The sunlight was dazzling, and she subconsciously raised her hand to shield her eyes. However, the first thing she noticed was not the grown-up boy, but the gold bracelet on her wrist and the long, thin gold chain that seemed to extend to nowhere.
Yun Qing's thoughts slowed for a moment: "What is this?"
"Grandmaster."
Before she could think any further, Xie Rang had already sat down on the edge of the bed.
The young emperor wore a narrow-sleeved, round-necked robe embroidered with coiled dragon patterns. He was tall and upright, and sat properly. He had shed his childishness. Four years was enough time to change a lot, and he had become much more mature, handsome and aloof.
But when those eyes were fixed on Yun Qing, they were full of smiles, gentle and delightful, with a hint of the charmingly coquettish tone that Yun Qing was familiar with, as he gently took her hand: "Grand Tutor, it's been so long since I've seen you."
Yun Qing felt a chill run down her spine, sensing that something was wrong. She didn't know exactly what was going on, and asked hesitantly, "You don't blame me for leaving all these years?"
[Something's not right, something's really not right! Wait, am I dressed as a woman right now?]
Yun Qing was a little dazed when she first woke up, but now she came to her senses. She glanced at her outfit, and realized that she had already removed her makeup. Of course, she didn't think that the system would be considerate enough to restore her appearance when it sent her back.
She suddenly felt a little horrified.
[So I've been exposed? But why... does the little tyrant look so calm?]
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