After the death escape, I became the white moonlight of the crazy tyrant

Chapter 230 Extra 2: You must wait for me

To be honest, Wen Hemian didn't expect that those princes would fight each other to death, but that was not important. What was important was that it saved them trouble. As for Ning Hechu, that was the second step.

He needed a suitable puppet, and Xie Lang needed a legitimate opportunity to leave the cold palace. Both sides had their own plans and schemed against each other secretly, at least maintaining a balance on the surface.

With this identity, it would be much easier to put power into Xie Lang's hands.

Although Wen Hemian was unable to take the imperial examination to serve as an official due to her status, she secretly recruited a number of aides. Even among the candidates who took the imperial examinations, her results were particularly outstanding, and she quietly infiltrated every corner of the court.

As long as they give the order one day, these people will be at their disposal.

Emperor Shun had never cared much about Xie Lang in the past, otherwise he would not have allowed him to be bullied in the cold palace for so many years without even asking him about his life or death.

He has always only cared about himself, and the children's departure did not make him sad at all. It was only when he was forced to appoint Xie Lang as the crown prince that he took a closer look at the child.

With just one glance, the sense of crisis that had disappeared for many years was aroused, telling him directly that this child was not a weak and innocent softie, but a dormant beast who could really skin and bone a person.

However, he forgot that he was no longer the powerful emperor he had been when he first sat on the throne. As soon as he raised his hand, he felt a surge of anger in his heart and blood gushed out of his mouth, causing him to fall to the ground in despair.

"It seems that His Majesty likes the little prince very much." Ning Hechu walked leisurely from behind the screen, speaking with a gentle smile, "He was so excited that he couldn't stand steadily."

He glanced at Xie Lang nonchalantly and ordered casually, "Take the little prince away."

After he finished speaking, a palace servant came forward and tried to grab Xie Lang's hand, but he swiftly dodged it, his eyes full of vigilance: "I can walk by myself!"

Ning Hechu shrugged and said nothing.

After that day, Xie Lang never heard any news about Emperor Shun again.

A few days later, snow began to fall in the capital, and the snow was getting heavier. When the court was in an uproar, the funeral bell suddenly rang in the palace. The melodious and ancient bell sound was carried by the wind throughout the capital. Everyone's face turned pale, and they realized what had happened.

There was great joy and celebration. Emperor Shun finally realized his wish in the dead of winter and ascended to heaven.

The little prince, who was only ten years old, ascended the throne and became emperor.

It was also from this time that the struggle between the emperor and the powerful ministers finally began.

When the little wolf finally stopped restraining itself and showed its fangs, Ning Hechu suddenly realized that he had seen it wrong.

In addition to the staff recruited by Wen Hemian, she also secretly contacted some royalists, some firm and some not, who became the supporters behind the young new emperor.

Fortunately, he is capable and skillful, and is worthy of the trust. He knows how to win people's hearts and how to take back power and consolidate his position.

Wen Hemian, who quietly retreated from the whirlpool, expressed satisfaction.

She never thought that her bold attempt would actually help her choose a wise ruler.

In this way, there is no need to worry about the destruction of the Dazhao Empire, and better protection can be provided for the soldiers far away at the border, so that they have enough strength and confidence to resist foreign enemies and repel the barbarians.

"Your Majesty has done very well."

Wen Hemian praised sincerely.

They have been accompanying each other in the palace for so many years. Wen Hemian has seen with her own eyes that tiny child grow up to what he is today, and she inexplicably feels a sense of satisfaction in her heart. After all, he is the child she raised.

Of course I am proud of this achievement.

"You taught me that."

Receiving her praise, the little wolf cub's eyes sparkled, and he almost couldn't wait to put down his pen and come to her.

"In a few years, when I have pacified the court, I will definitely repay you well."

When he chose to train Xie Lang, apart from a tiny bit of soft-heartedness, he had no choice but to do so, and there was also a mixture of selfishness. Therefore, Wen Hemian rejected him many times, saying that he didn't need anything in return.

But the little emperor was too stubborn and would not stop talking about this point, and he was almost softened by it.

Wen Hemian smiled helplessly and agreed: "Okay, I will wait for your majesty to repay you."

The fifteen-year-old little Majesty is like a bamboo shoot in the ground, no one knows when he popped up. He used to look up at her, but now he can look at her at eye level. At this rate, he still has a lot of time to grow.

Just like his status as an emperor, there will come a day when even she will need to look up to him. But I wonder how much of the love they had when they were young will be left by then?

The young emperor seemed to sense the perfunctory tone in her words, and his handsome and heroic brows immediately frowned. He took her hand and said solemnly: "You must wait for me."

Wen Hemian was stunned by his sudden seriousness, then relaxed a little and laughed: "You still don't believe me?"

Xie Lang shook his head.

"That's it." Wen Hemian gently pulled out his hand, patted the back of his hand, and chuckled, "Also, men and women should not touch each other. It's fine that there are no outsiders watching you and me today, but if it gets out, what will happen?"

It was fine when the kids were young and had no sense of security, but proper boys and girls should not sit together at the age of seven. They have crossed the line by doing this.

Xie Lang had lived a lot in his life, but he also read books of sages, so he naturally knew the strict rules between men and women. However, he couldn't help but get closer to Wen Hemian.

In particular, Wen Hemian didn't seem to reject his closeness.

Therefore, when he was caught off guard and pointed out, he suddenly felt a little flustered and wanted to explain: "I..."

"I don't mean to scold you." Wen Hemian raised his hand to cover his lips and coughed lightly, "You are His Majesty, you can have whatever you want in the future. There is not much I can do to help you."

She was six years older than Xie Lang. As a girl, she should have been married long ago, but her parents indulged her and allowed her to do what she wanted, which was extremely rare.

Rather than staying in the capital, she would rather visit the border desert.

"what do you mean?"

Hearing this, Xie Lang's voice became a little hurried, and because he had no time to hide it, he revealed other emotions.

"Are you ready to leave? Do you...don't want me anymore?"

Unexpectedly, he had just started to get such a strong reaction from the kid. Wen Hemian was stunned and shook his head: "No."

But this answer did not seem to satisfy the young emperor. His eyes suddenly turned red, and he felt wronged: "Why do you say that?"

The boy was handsome, and looked intimidating when he had a cold face and didn't speak. However, he never showed this look in front of Wen Hemian, and even his accusations were lowered in a tone, making it hard for people to believe that this was done by the emperor.

Unable to resist the burning gaze, Wen Hemian turned his head away: "Your Majesty will eventually open a harem. Not to mention whether it will be inconvenient for me to go in and out, this will also easily cause criticism. How will I explain it then?"

"Or in other words, in what capacity should I stay here?"