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

Chapter 185 Little Pervert

The more I think about Wen Hemian's resume, the more shocked I become.

He was the top scholar who passed the imperial examination at the age of 16 and the youngest Taifu in the history of Dazhao. He had previously served as the Minister of Personnel and now was the Prime Minister. He held two positions at the same time and was not only extremely powerful but also extremely glorious.

The most important thing is that she is a woman.

Such achievements are admirable.

But no one dared to stand up and say that she was not worthy of this position.

Or to put it another way, ever since the position of Prime Minister became vacant, everyone had vague speculation in their minds, and now it has been confirmed.

Compared with the ups and downs three years ago, the ministers have grown up after three years. Except for a few who still have complaints, the situation is unexpectedly quiet.

There was only one thing that confused them.

"Your Majesty has deep feelings for Lord Wen, and Lord Wen is also interested, why not just make him the queen, so that it will be more legitimate and reasonable?"

"In the history of Da Zhao, there were also empresses who participated in politics. Lady Wen has a lot of talent, and even if she becomes the empress, she will not be buried."

"Could it be that His Majesty doesn't want Lady Wen to be the Queen? Uh... In this case, will the two guarding the border agree?"

After all, the empress is the emperor's concubine, and her family background, appearance, talents, virtues and character are all taken into consideration. Therefore, it is not uncommon for her to participate in politics in the history of Dazhao.

What was the emperor's state during those years, and what was his state and performance after Lord Wen returned? Based on this alone, most people thought that His Majesty would definitely make Lord Wen the empress.

But they really can't understand the current development.

Only a few guessed the emperor's intention.

"The Queen's participation in politics is in name only. She has to rely on His Majesty to give her everything she wants. But the official positions she holds are earned by herself. Lord Wen is not only the head of all officials, but also the head of all female officials. His Majesty's actions show the importance he attaches to women's schooling and entry into the government."

This person was none other than Meng Hang, the chief academic officer of the Imperial College.

He studied under Lord Xu and already agreed with the imperial teacher's political views. Because he rarely socialized, he was not involved in the heated discussions and instead saw things more clearly.

"They are just making wild guesses. How can they know that this is not the result of the discussion between the two of you?"

The two female school officials, especially the one who had divorced her husband, felt particularly sad.

"Your Majesty loves Master Chongwen. Let's not talk about what will happen in the future... Compared to love, power and money are the foundation of a woman's life."

The former will change, but the latter will always be popular.

Meng Hang clapped his hands: "What a novel idea."

The female student smiled kindly: "Master Jijiu, thank you for your compliment."

……

Wen Hemian had long anticipated the power of this imperial edict. He returned to the palace not only to vent his anger, but also to avoid any free time.

When she was in the palace, her colleagues would more or less send her visiting cards and gifts. But she didn't have to worry about this problem in the palace. After all, not everyone would rush to see the emperor. If those who wanted to send gifts had nowhere to send them, they would give up.

Simply perfect.

Wen Hemian held the sweet soup in one hand and flipped through the latest notebook that had been sent to him with the other, looking very content.

I was busy before and had no time to read. Now, when I have some free time occasionally, I read some scripts written by folk writers. The creative ideas in them are no less than those in modern novels and TV dramas. It’s a great way to kill time.

Xie Lang was reviewing the memorials with deep resentment. Looking at the beautiful girl who was right in front of him but he couldn't hold her in his arms, he was thinking more and more about how to share the tasks at hand without making a fuss.

Being so busy every day, he and his tutor hardly have any time to be alone!

Wen Hemian ignored his resentful expression and thought about writing a few more letters to his parents to inform them of his situation.

Humans are really strange creatures. It is clear that they could live well alone in the past, but once they have relatives again and are cared for, they can no longer let go.

However, Wen Hemian could avoid colleagues who wanted to visit him, but he could not avoid the necessary interactions in the government office.

The way her familiar colleagues in the office looked at her had changed a little, and everyone came forward to congratulate her, creating a lively scene.

Lu Zishen smiled and said, "Zhao Xuan and I guessed that His Majesty reserved this position for you, and it turned out to be true."

Wen Hemian shook his head: "I only found out after I came back."

Preparations had already been made to take over, and the title did not actually bring about much change. It was just that with the emperor's attitude in place, there were no more obstacles secretly trying to trip him up, and things went more smoothly.

When the water is too clear, there will be no fish. It's no problem. Wen Hemian turned a blind eye and let it go. Now that they have understood what's best for them, it's easy to deal with it.

Wen Hemian looked at the complicated affairs that suddenly became much lighter, and thought: "...What a loss."

You have to take over sooner or later, so it seems like a good idea to take over sooner.

"What's the loss?"

Xie Lang glanced through the unimportant content and quickly reviewed the memorials on the desk. He then quietly approached Wen Hemian and heard her say this incoherently.

"nothing."

Wen Hemian did not reveal his childish thoughts.

The next moment, she was pushed into the chair by the emperor who had been patient for a long time. Not only did he rub her lips intimately, but he also penetrated her teeth and forcefully absorbed her breath.

When they were not having sex, Xie Lang particularly liked these little movements, so much so that Wen Hemian felt that there was a lot of basis for her thinking that he was like a puppy - he always had to mark all of them with his own traces before he would give up.

"Why are you crazy again?"

Wen Hemian had already figured out Xie Lang's character, so she adapted to it a little. It was not until they separated that she grabbed a strand of his hair and asked.

Because she had just been kissed, her usually gentle and calm eyes were stirred up, the corners of her eyes and lips were red, and her voice was hoarse, not like a question, but more like anger.

Xie Lang lowered his eyes to look at her, one hand casually pinching her earlobe and rubbing it, suppressing his restlessness and asking in a steady voice: "It's almost your birthday, is there anything you want?"

Wen Hemian's birthday is in October, the golden autumn, a time of harvest.

In previous years, Xie Lang prepared everything by himself, but this year is different, so he wants to ask Wen Hemian if there is anything he wants.

Wen Hemian was stunned for a moment: "...I don't lack anything. I like everything that Your Majesty prepares."

As she spoke, she smiled, her grace was like the moon, her coldness mixed with tenderness, making people want to get close to her.

Xie Lang thought about it and did exactly that.

He kissed the woman's eye.

Very gentle force.

Wen Hemian's eyelashes trembled and she closed her eyes subconsciously. Even though she couldn't see, she could feel the sincere love coming from the man.

It was a feeling different from the heat of her emotions. Her steps were graceful, mixed with a bit of strength, but not disgusting.

"We agreed that you have to like whatever I prepare."

Wen Hemian was amused and couldn't help teasing him: "Are you so tough?"

Xie Lang slowly raised his eyelids, like a little pervert, and said in a low voice: "It's just the beginning, it's not hard yet. Show it to the Master."

Wen Hemian: “…”

I'm speechless. No matter how I think about it, it seems outrageous.