GBP Chapter 165 They are both taming each other invisibly
Chapter 165 They are both taming each other invisibly
Lord Xu is the first person who dares to speak so frankly to the emperor about his heresy.
"In fact, everyone knows that since His Majesty has done this, there is absolutely no reason for him to let go. Anyone who has experienced those three years would not want to interfere with His Majesty's decision."
Lord Xu spoke in a gloomy tone.
Wen Hemian was really shocked by what he said just now. In the feudal era, there was never a shortage of people with open-minded ideas.
She smiled: "No wonder I felt close to Lord Xu at first, it turns out that we think so similarly."
"It's fate." Lord Xu coughed twice again. He touched his beard with shaking hands, looking a little tired. "In terms of serving in the court longer than Lord Wen, although I didn't take sides at first, I cannot deny that I have always admired Lord Wen."
Having said that, Wen Hemian understood that this was the key point.
She said gently, "If you have anything to say, Lord Xu, please feel free to speak up."
"I won't be polite with you either. The Imperial College involves the children of nobles. The new chief priest is my student. Although he is similar to me, he is straightforward and not good at making compromises. I will trouble Lord Wen to take care of him."
When Lord Xu intended to submit his resignation, Xie Lang gave him the greatest freedom and asked him to recommend a new chief priest. The most important reason for this was to minimize internal conflicts and prevent frequent changes in orders.
"As long as he doesn't make mistakes of principle, there will be no problem."
Wen Hemian will not protect anyone unconditionally unless that person deserves to be protected.
Lord Xu smiled and said, "Of course. I don't want to do anything that would embarrass Lord Wen."
"I heard that there are several more female academic officials in the Imperial College. You recruited them despite the pressure. I haven't met them yet."
"They all take you as their role model. If you could go visit them, they would be very happy."
After unloading the heavy burden from his shoulders, Lord Xu became talkative. Most of what he talked about was about the Imperial College and the court. Wen Hemian listened from the side and gave his opinions from time to time. Both of them enjoyed the chat very much.
At the end, Lord Xu was about to take his medicine, so Wen Hemian stood up to say goodbye, politely declined his offer to see him off, and got on the carriage back to the palace.
Since they talked it out, Xie Lang exempted her from the ban. Now, whether leaving or entering the palace is very important. Just to prevent Xie Lang, that bad kid, from going crazy, Wen Hemian usually doesn't go out much.
Xie Lang was very efficient. With his mind focused, Wen Hemian's absence for an entire afternoon was enough for him to deal with the memorials.
Oh, and her share too.
He said that it was to help her share the burden, but in fact he was worried that it would distract her attention. He would always be unhappy secretly at this time, staring at the memorials as if he was an enemy.
Not long after Wen Hemian stepped into the palace, he met the imperial physician who came to check his pulse.
This time the imperial physician said good news: "Judging from your Majesty's pulse, you can gradually stop fumigating with incense, and take a bowl of medicine every day to take good care of yourself, and you will surely recover as before."
Not to mention the choking incense, even the new medicine that had been replaced a few days ago, a big bowl of black medicine, was consumed every day, and Xie Lang swallowed it without even frowning.
The young emperor's eyebrows curved slightly, and he smiled at Wen Hemian in a flattering manner: "Hanshuang, I have been drinking medicine very well these days, right?"
This is undeniable. Wen Hemian nodded: "He is very well behaved."
When had the unrivalled emperor ever shown such an expression in front of others?
The imperial physician had not left yet. Listening to the conversation between the two, he felt inexplicably terrified. He quickly lowered his head and dared not say a word.
Wen Hemian came to the rescue: "Go down first. I'll boil a bowl of medicine for you every day and send it to you."
The imperial physician felt relieved and did not dare to delay for a moment and quickly slipped away.
"Get out!"
Wen Hemian cursed with a smile.
It didn't matter to Xie Lang. He particularly liked the different expressions on Wen Hemian's face. He didn't care if he was scolded. He was thick-skinned anyway.
"I just want to tell you, Master, that I took the medicine properly and didn't torture myself on purpose. This isn't all your fault, so don't feel guilty about it."
Xie Lang whispered as he quietly moved over and hugged her.
He likes the feeling of holding someone in his arms, which can fully satisfy his possessiveness.
"You even guessed this." Wen Hemian pinched his face and hummed, "It's good that you can get better. You are the one who is suffering."
Xie Lang occasionally plays the victim willingly. If Wen Hemian wants to know more details, he can only ask the people around him. With his tacit consent, he can more or less dig out some information.
Xie Lang smiled and said, "But the Master will feel sorry for me."
His eyes were sparkling as he grabbed Wen Hemian's wrist and kissed it. Perhaps because of the dream he had the first time, he had a special liking for this place.
Wen Hemian choked, his wrist itchy, he pulled hard, but it didn't move, he sighed: "You can take advantage of my soft heart."
Xie Lang gently stroked the place he had just kissed and admitted openly, "Yes."
Wen Hemian had been teaching him carefully and meticulously for ten years, gradually disciplining his wild nature. And wasn't he also sure of Wen Hemian's temperament and using it to gain benefits for himself?
They are both taming each other invisibly.
Wen Hemian was speechless.
Xie Lang succeeded and kissed her twice more.
In the evening, Wen Hemian met an old friend after a long time... oh no, an old cat.
The system jumped in from the window, walked up to her gracefully with cat steps, and squatted down.
"Host, long time no see."
Wen Hemian looked sad: "I thought you forgot about this mission."
"No, no." The system shook its head and explained, "It's just that it's inconvenient for me to appear in this world."
The system had said the same thing many times, but could not get the truth out of him. Wen Hemian still had doubts in his heart: "Then why did you show up again now?"
"Come and report the progress of the mission."
The system's kitten claws scratched in the air, as if sliding something she couldn't see.
"Since you came back, Xie Lang's tendency to turn evil and self-destruct has remained stable. It is currently declining steadily. It is estimated that it will return to normal levels soon."
The system was a little distressed: "There is one thing, it seems that you have no chance to leave."
Wen Hemian understood what the system said, and she breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, I'm not going to leave either."
The system rolled its eyes and gossiped, "So you really have become Master Literature?"
Wen Hemian snorted coldly and let it experience it for itself.
The system rubbed its paws excitedly, then became serious: "If everything is fine, I'll just..." leave?
Before it could finish its words, a voice coming from behind made both the man and the cat shudder.
"Who is Han Shuang talking to? Why do I hear someone else's voice in the palace?"
After bathing, Xie Lang opened the bead curtain and walked in.
On the bed, he only saw Wen Hemian leaning against the pillow.
The woman's hair was draped over her shoulders, her collar was slightly open, revealing a section of her fair collarbone. She looked cool and lazy, just sitting there waiting for him - it was the scene he had always dreamed of.
Hearing Xie Lang's question, she was puzzled: "Is there?"
Behind the layers of gauze curtains, a fluffy tail shrank in, trying hard to hide its figure.
Xie Lang withdrew his gaze from the corner of his eye, walked over and hugged her without changing his expression.
"Maybe I've been too busy lately, so I heard it wrong."