imperial psychologist

Chapter 437 Who Cooks?
"What time is it now?"

Chen Yicong looked at the completely dark sky outside, and asked softly.

"It's almost the time of You, Your Majesty." Lu Dou said softly, "Look, do you want to remind me?"

Chen Yicong looked at the quiet and deserted lakeside, and he should be angry that Bailing and Baiyi were late in arriving.

But he always felt that he was almost not ready for anything, and he felt that he would probably never be ready.

Wishing she'd come sooner, but worried she wouldn't be late enough.

"...I don't want it anymore." Chen Yicong said softly, "Just wait."

At night, the snow slowly stopped.

The moon in the sky slowly moved out from behind the clouds.

From the Imperial Hospital to the bank of Jian'an Lake, Bai Yi fell asleep in the car.

The car was very warm, and a candle lamp was hung in the corner, covered with a glass lamp, and the flame swayed with the carriage.

The palace people thoughtfully prepared a small hand stove. Holding the hand stove, Bai Yi leaned on the diagonal line of the carriage—his head resting on the cushion of the carriage, his body half-slid on the ground, and his feet stared at the closed door.

Under the dim candlelight, Bai Ling stared at Bai Yi's face, and then sighed softly.

...has no sleep at all.

She knocked on the car door, "...slow down, master, if you shake it again, I'm going to throw up."

Through the door, the driver outside said with some guilt, "Pharmaceutical, I really can't slow down any more. Our speed is basically only a little faster than walking...Knowing that you are motion sick, can you bear it any longer?"

"...then you should slow down a bit." Bo Ling said softly.

"Hey," the driver said helplessly, "Okay!"

When the carriage stopped at the west bank of Jian'an Lake, it was past Xu time.

Bai Ling and Bai Yi got off the car respectively, and they both walked towards the pier quickly. The winter night was extremely cold,

When the people on the boat heard the noise, they all looked sideways at the same time.

"Here!" Zeng Jiuyan leaned half of his body out of the cabin, "Here!"

"I see!" Bai Yi replied loudly.

He and Berlin ran in the night.

The white snow on the lakeside reflects the moonlight, flashing dots of silver light, just like a scene in a dream.

"It's better to come early than coincidentally..." Zhang Jingzhen laughed, "If they had come earlier, we wouldn't have seen this scene!"

"Yes." Chen Yicong stroked the tassel on his belt absently, "What a coincidence."

……

The boat carried five young people and slowly rowed to the center of the lake.

As soon as Bai Yi boarded the boat, he immediately bowed to Chen Yicong and apologized not only for being late for more than an hour, but also for being late with Bai Ling.

Chen Yicong felt that he should be more angry-since he ascended the throne, no one dared to release his pigeons.

But ever since Bai Yi got on the boat, the humility he showed clearly highlighted the separation between the monarch and his subjects—and this is exactly what Chen Yicong wanted to erase when he went to the lake tonight.

So Chen Yicong smiled, and shook his head to signal that neither Bai Yi nor Bai Ling should worry.

There was no room for them to be together during the banquet, so the two sat directly beside Zeng Jiuyan without any hesitation.

"What are you doing at the Imperial Hospital?" Chen Yicong asked, "I heard that a child was injured by a firecracker this afternoon."

"That's right," Bai Yi replied, "several children were playing with 'mouse', and by coincidence, several firecrackers rushed to a child and exploded. The tissue of this type of injury is very complicated. After all, gunpowder has both impact force and thermal damage, so it takes a long time."

Hearing the word "gunpowder", Chen Yicong's attention was slightly caught - after all, there seems to be no essential difference between firecrackers and artillery.

He frowned and thought for a while, and then inquired about Bai Yi's operation and the condition of the child in detail.

The palace people brought the food, Bai Yi talked while eating, and Bai Ling concentrated on eating.

Zeng Jiuyan saw that Bo Ling seemed to like the plate of sweet-scented osmanthus eggs in his hand, so he reached out and adjusted the dish to Bo Ling's hand.

Taking advantage of the gap between them chatting, Bo Ling said, "This rice tastes a little different, it's crunchy and sweet...does it add yam?"

"It's water chestnuts." Bai Yi on the side replied, "This thing is also called black taro, which is eaten at the New Year's Eve dinner in several southern states. Black taro sounds like 'no fear', so everyone added it It’s a good fortune to ask for safety during the meal—this is a regular item in the New Year’s Eve dinner at Baiweilou.”

"Well, yes." Chen Yicong nodded, and he looked at Bai Ling, "You have been in the south for so long, haven't you eaten?"

"no."

Speaking of this, Bai Ling turned to look at Bai Yi, "Why have you never seen you do it at home?"

Bai Yi was stunned for a moment, he thought about it - it seemed that he had never done it before.

Before the end of the new year was the busiest time at Baiweilou, he seldom went home to eat. In recent years, because Bo Ling likes sweet things, he basically cooks the designated glutinous rice and eight-treasure rice.

"...The main reason is that I didn't expect this to happen," Bai Yi replied, "It's actually not troublesome to do it."

There was a sudden silence at the dinner table.

After a long while, Zeng Jiuyan asked suspiciously, "So...is it Bai Yi who cooks in your family?"

"Generally, whoever is free will do it, and if they have time, they will do it together."

Bai Yi answered while eating, seeing that the expressions of the people in front of him became a little weird, his chopsticks stopped.

"What's the problem?"

Although Zeng Jiuyan and the others didn't have any malicious intentions, they still felt a little bit stunned when they heard this.

This kind of surprise, on the one hand, is the strangeness of life without servants, where everything has to be done by oneself;
On the other hand, he felt a little absurd about Bai Yi's attitude - he actually didn't hide it all.

In any case, as a girl, Bo Ling actually left the kitchen work to her brother when she was in charge of the house... If these things were revealed, she would not have a good reputation.

However, there are no outsiders at this table, and they will never spread this matter to the outside world.

Zeng Jiuyan scratched his head in embarrassment, thinking of how to smooth things over for Bo Ling, lest she lose face, but before he could decide what to say, Bo Ling had already spoken.

"There happened to be water chestnuts at home these two days," Bai Ling leaned forward a little, looking at Bai Yi on the other side, "Why don't you go home and try it? I think it's quite delicious."

Zeng Jiuyan suddenly looked at Bai Ling - this girl seemed to have no shame at all...

On the other side, Bai Yi nodded.

He chewed the rice grains in his mouth, thinking a bit, "I feel like there should be something else in it besides water chestnuts."

Zeng Jiuyan couldn't help turning his head to look at Bai Yi again.

How does this seem to have begun to think about the recipe...

Zeng Jiuyan was full of doubts.

Could it be that this is the life of the common people that he is not familiar with?In fact, ordinary people's homes are like this. Is it because he is used to staying in the Hou's mansion, so he is surprised?
Sitting opposite, Chen Yicong poured himself a glass of wine alone.

"This year's New Year's Eve dinner, you all come to the palace and eat with me." Chen Yicong said softly, "If you want to eat, just ask the imperial dining room to make it."

After that, he raised his glass, "How is it?"

Several young people laughed and nodded in agreement.

The cups collided and made a pleasant crisp sound.

(End of this chapter)