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

Chapter 208 [Han Shuang, I miss you so much. ]

Xie Lang was almost dazed, and was pulled by the force to kiss her lips.

There is no such thing as calmness when you meet someone you care about.

Xie Lang did not tell her about the hardships he had endured on the battlefield during those days, and Wen Hemian also did not tell him how he had exhausted all his energy to stay in the camp, but his disordered and rapid breathing was enough to explain everything.

The kiss, which was originally just a quick taste, was soon taken over by Xie Lang after he came to his senses. He held his sweetheart's cheek devoutly and carefully, exchanging the breath between their lips and teeth.

After being busy for many days, Wen Hemian finally allowed his mind to empty completely.

When the man who was pushed was finally pushed against the edge of the table, she stopped the slightly excited man.

"and many more……"

Xie Lang paused after hearing this, and stepped back a little, his trembling and hot lips still pressed against her cheek, rubbing it gently: "What's wrong?"

Wen Hemian panted silently: "Take care of the affairs first, there are many people waiting for you outside."

They hadn't seen each other for a long time, so naturally they had a lot to say to each other, but not at this time.

They only dealt with Xie Yong, but on the periphery, there were still many princes who were watching with eager eyes. Once they let their guard down, these people would pounce on them without hesitation.

"Can't we wait a little longer before talking about this?"

Xie Lang's eyes were slightly red due to his excessive excitement. It wasn't that he was deliberately acting coquettishly or showing weakness, but he had been enduring these days and suddenly relaxed, so he couldn't mentally make the transition in time.

"No."

Wen Hemian was still angry and treated him quite cruelly.

Xie Lang knew that he was in the wrong, and seeing that he could not shake her determination, he had to let go of her reluctantly.

He was so majestic when sitting on the horse, but now he was like a neglected large dog. He wanted to stretch out his paw to touch his owner, but was suppressed by his remaining rationality.

After taking two steps back, he seemed a little unwilling but moved forward and quickly kissed the woman on the face twice, his eyes and eyebrows revealing joy.

"Hanshuang, wait for me to come back."

He saw that Wen Hemian was distracted, and when he came to his senses, he had already left and the tent was silent.

Wen Hemian curled the corners of his lips helplessly.

She glanced at the system quietly squatting in the corner. She paused and asked, "Are you back from a walk?"

Wen Hemian didn't know what the system was doing all day long. It insisted on following her, and then disappeared again.

The system licked its paw elegantly, with a gleam of gossip in its cat eyes: "I saw you guys were having a good chat just now, so I didn't want to interrupt you."

Wen Hemian did not expose his intention, but asked: "What you hid from us before, can you tell us now?"

The system said slowly: "Don't worry, wait a little longer."

“That’s a long, long story.”

……

None of the rebels expected Xie Lang to lead his troops back at this time.

While Xie Yong was still dealing with Wen Hemian in the camp, he had already quietly dealt with the attacking barbarians, seized their food and supplies, and outflanked them from the rear, trapping all the private soldiers in Prince Jia's fiefdom.

And with Wen Chengyuan secretly sending people to support them, they were able to resolve the issue so smoothly.

As for the remaining princes, they were temporarily pulled together to cooperate, with scattered soldiers and generals, and could not constitute a force to be reckoned with.

When the leader, Prince Jia, was arrested, they became chaotic.

There were some who were even more cowardly. The people they sent began to kneel down and beg for mercy as soon as they arrived at the mansion. I don't know where they got the courage to join the rebellion in the first place. It was really laughable.

Wen Hemian rested well for several days.

The conditions in the military camp were not good and it was noisy. After clearing out the rebels in the city, Xie Lang found an inn for Wen Hemian to stay in. The environment here was quiet and it was a good place to rest.

But she had taken a break, but Xie Lang and her parents couldn't rest for the time being. On one hand, they had to deal with the barbarians who were eyeing them covetously, and on the other hand, they had to deal with civil unrest, which they had to deal with at the same time.

Anyway, I will definitely be busy this winter.

Everything is fine in Beijing.

Wen Hemian checked the letters sent from the capital. That place was far away from the border and the rebels were defeated before they could even fight over there, so they were not affected.

There were a number of regent ministers in the capital, so no trouble occurred. It was just that some important matters were temporarily suppressed and left for them to deal with when they return.

In short, the facts have proved that the court can indeed function without her.

Wen Hemian was very pleased with this.

Although the situation had gradually calmed down, she still could hardly see Xie Lang.

After all, they were fighting and traveling everywhere, and they would stay and rest wherever they found a suitable place to stay at night. There was no condition for Xie Lang to rush back every day.

But since they were not that far apart, sending letters was much more convenient, and he had more time to talk a lot in the letters.

It wasn't always words of concern; sometimes he would talk about his own experiences. Even when the person was not by his side, it still felt like he was telling Wen Hemian about these experiences.

[The scenery in the north is very beautiful. I think you must have seen it. Every time you see it, you can't help but take a second look.]

[The people here are honest and kind. One time, during a march, I saved a family. They gave me a piece of cloth, saying it was spun at home. I knew it was a good match for you, so I sent someone to send it back.]

[It is said that the mutton hotpot soup here is delicious. I have invited the chef back. When the weather gets cold one day, I hope we can get together to have a meal.]

[Are you still angry? ]

……

【Han Shuang, I miss you so much. 】

More than ten letters of this kind have been sent. After reading them, Wen Hemian put them all into a wooden box and kept them well.

She had done this before, but at that time she was more of an elder and wanted to record the growth process of the kid. Now, after going around in circles, things are no longer the same as before.

Wen Hemian received the cloth that was delivered together, touched it and found it comfortable and light. He thought it would be good for making spring or summer clothes.

By the evening, they actually set up a pot of mutton and simmered it over low heat.

Because of the special status of their group, the inn was cleared out, no outsiders were allowed to go out, and there was no snow. The mutton pot was set up in the middle of the courtyard.

The fire below was burning, and the heat waves mixed with the occasional cool breeze, just right, not too hot and not too cold. The soup in the pot was bubbling, and the air was filled with rich aroma.

The waiter next to her served Wen Hemian a bowl of mutton soup and told her about the strange stories here in the local dialect.

Wen Hemian held the bowl and drank the soup slowly. His face was very gentle, and his eyes seemed to be filled with warm light. He listened very attentively, enjoying this rare peaceful moment.