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

Chapter 149 Xie Lang tentatively reaches out to hug her

Xie Lang's eyes brightened visibly when he got a response from Wen Hemian. If he didn't want to come back early to rest with her, he probably wouldn't want to leave.

Wen Hemian was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, so he turned around and went back.

After returning to the palace to wash up, Wen Hemian changed into softer and more comfortable pajamas. Not feeling sleepy for the moment, he sat on the edge of the bed and flipped through a book.

Xie Lang knew that she didn't like having people serving her, so he probably instructed her in advance. The newly transferred young palace maids were very tactful and stayed outside quietly without disturbing her.

Wen Hemian likes reading very much. He has been reading this book for a few days. He just took this opportunity to finish reading the last few pages. When he closed the book, his eyes felt a little sore.

His eyes unconsciously glanced towards the small couch by the window.

Xie Lang refused to leave at night and did not dare to go to bed without her permission. Over time, the small couch was decorated with a breath of life.

But it's only a little better.

Xie Lang probably wanted to gain Lai Xi's approval by playing the victim, so he refused to let Lai Xi decorate the place more luxuriously. It was really pitiful to see him sleeping with his legs tucked up at night.

As he thought about it, Wen Hemian couldn't help laughing out loud.

Apart from his emotional dominance, Xie Lang is quite entertaining.

Despite the gap in age and experience, Xie Lang's occasional naivety still made people laugh. He tried his best to bridge the gap between them, which was a pleasure at times.

Perhaps as early as three years ago, when Wen Hemian realized his feelings, his mind had already changed when looking at these things.

Too bad she didn't notice it at that time.

Wen Hemian smiled for a while, then the smile slowly faded away.

When the night is deep and quiet, it is time to think a lot.

She remembered what Ye Zhaoxuan said.

When she first entered the banquet, she noticed many gazes falling on her. Most of them were of surprise. Not many expressed disgust, and most of them were people who had never been on the same page with her before. This was normal.

Having put aside the troubles in the capital for so long, she thought she really didn't care anymore, but it turned out that she still cared.

The court must be returned.

I just don’t know when is the right time.

"I can see lights on from afar. It's midnight, and Master is still not resting. Are you waiting for me?"

The emperor's smiling voice came, and Wen Hemian came back to his senses and looked. He was standing beside the screen with a happy look in his eyes, less gloomy.

Wen Hemian wanted to say no, but when he opened his mouth, he couldn't break the expectant smile in Xie Lang's eyes, so he simply admitted it: "Yeah."

Sure enough, the puppy's eyes suddenly became brighter.

Xie Lang suppressed his smile and said, "Wait for me."

As Xie Lang spoke, he hurriedly went to wash up. He smelled of alcohol at the banquet, which didn't smell very good. He moved quickly and took a shower.

He had already said that it would not be good for Wen Hemian not to wait for such a long time, but he was really sleepy, so he simply leaned against the head of the bed and dozed off.

When Xie Lang came back and saw her sleepy look, he felt a little amused for a moment. He swallowed back whatever he wanted to say, walked over to her and cut a few wicks, and said softly, "Go to sleep, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

The light in front of her eyes suddenly dimmed, and Wen Hemian became a little more sober. However, she saw that Xie Lang had turned and walked towards the small couch, so she couldn't open her mouth to say anything.

It's still a little different.

Xie Lang really lacked a sense of security. He seemed calm during the day, but he could not rest at night. He had to chain one of their hands together before he could rest in peace. But he did not do that tonight.

Wen Hemian's heart moved slightly.

She tried to ask, "Why don't you want me to wear chains tonight?"

Xie Lang paused. He sat on the small couch, and from his movements it could be judged that he was looking over here.

After a while, a muffled voice came: "You don't like it."

Those are chains that can restrict freedom. How could a normal person like them?

Wen Hemian felt like laughing again.

But thinking back on the torment he endured over the past three years, he could not laugh.

This method is a bit annoying in theory, but it is the best way an abandoned puppy can think of to gain a sense of security.

Wen Hemian sighed silently.

But this habit is not good and needs to be stopped. She asked proactively and of course she would not rush to wear it again. Xie Lang did not say much about it. The two of them understood each other and lay down to rest.

She was clearly so sleepy that she almost fell asleep while waiting for someone, but after lying in bed for a long time, she became more and more awake.

In the middle of the night, Wen Hemian opened his eyes and stared at the curtain in a daze, feeling like a fool.

Isn't it just a kiss? It's not like I haven't been kissed before, why now... oh.

"Han Shuang."

In the silent darkness, the young man's voice was heard. Xie Lang was not asleep either, and even sounded very awake.

He then asked: "...Can't sleep?"

"A little bit. Do I bother Your Majesty?"

People who practice martial arts are very sensitive to breathing sounds. After being in the same room for a long time, neither of them has any defense against each other, but if the breathing is disordered, they can instantly notice something unusual.

Wen Hemian thought that his noise had disturbed him.

The result is the next moment.

"I can't sleep either."

Darkness can amplify emotions, but it can also obscure them.

Since we haven’t slept yet, why not chat?

Wen Hemian: "Why can't you sleep?"

Xie Lang seemed a little uncomfortable and coughed twice: "I'm not used to it. I'm afraid that when I wake up... you won't be around anymore."

He didn't say specifically what he was not used to.

Wen Hemian understood: "Just because of this?"

"Hmm." Xie Lang responded vaguely, and quickly explained, "You'll get used to it in two days."

Only Xie Lang himself knew that this was the most conservative statement. Without the chain that he could hold on to as if it were something real, he felt uneasy in his heart and couldn't help but want to open his eyes to confirm that Wen Hemian was really still there.

He changed the subject: "Taifu, why can't you sleep again?"

Wen Hemian said nothing.

Of course, it’s because I realized my shaky bottom line.

The little bastard is very good at using both hardness and softness to boil a frog in warm water. I have to say that his method is very clever.

Wen Hemian was a much more introverted person. Fortunately, Xie Lang did not expect to get an answer from her, let alone be sad. There was a brief silence in the hall.

The woman's breathing gradually calmed down. When Xie Lang thought she had fallen asleep, he heard a familiar and gentle voice: "It's not comfortable to sleep on the couch. Come to bed."

!

After saying this, Wen Hemian moved inside. The bed was big enough, not to mention two people, it was more than enough for two more. She was not used to such initiative, so she slept on her side facing inside.

Not long after, he heard footsteps behind him and could clearly feel the bed next to him sinking slightly. Xie Lang lay down quietly and suddenly he could hear another person's breathing in his ears.

Xie Lang tentatively reached out and hugged her.

Wen Hemian's body stiffened and his shoulders shuddered uncomfortably.

However, apart from the gentle kiss on the back of the neck, Xie Lang did not do anything else.

"Go to sleep."