imperial psychologist

Chapter 479

At night, snowflakes fell from the sky.

Bo Ling stood in her small courtyard, looking up at the night sky.The night wind brought the faint sound of firecrackers, which didn't stop after dark.

New Year's Eve is almost the most solemn day before New Year's Eve.Every household sets off firecrackers and burns fake horses made of paper to send the Stove Lord to the sky, hoping that he can "speak good things in the sky and keep the world safe."

"Si Yao, your hand stove must be cold, change it."

Zhao Qi came over with a small stove that had just been filled with hot water, and replaced the half-cold hand stove in Bai Ling's hand.

Bai Ling took it in silence, and Zhao Qi couldn't help but glanced at her, "Si Yao, it's so cold outside, why don't you go back home and stay?"

"...I want to hear the sound of firecrackers outside again." Bo Ling said softly.

Zhao Qi paused for a moment, then slapped his head, "Oh, I forgot to pick it up. Originally, the Ministry of Internal Affairs also prepared firecrackers and fireworks for us—"

"No need." Bo Ling said softly, "Don't order those things, choke."

Zhao Qi responded and retreated, but felt even more strange in his heart.

After a while, Chen Yicong came back.

He was wearing a thick leather cloak, and when Bai Ling saw him, he smiled.

From the moment he entered the door, Chen Yicong looked at Bo Ling with a slightly different gaze—he looked at Bo Ling's smiling face.

The clever smile still makes his heart sway.

It was just that suddenly, he felt a bit of loneliness from Bo Ling's exhaustion. He thought it was probably because Bo Ling couldn't sleep well at night, so he looked haggard.

However, after meeting Bai Yi in the afternoon, Chen Yicong suddenly realized another possibility.

Chen Yicong stepped forward, took Bai Ling's hand and slowly returned to the house, the palace people in the imperial dining room also stared at this time, reacted quickly, and began to prepare to pass the dishes.

"I thought the emperor would come over in the afternoon," Bai Ling said softly, "It seems that today is very busy again."

"Yes." Chen Yicong replied with deep eyes, "I originally wanted to come over this afternoon, but I have something to do."

Bo Ling took the initiative to untie the leather cloak that was draped outside for him. When he untied the rope, the edge of Bo Ling's palm lightly touched Chen Yicong's chest.

She has tried to confirm this matter many times - when she was hugging before, she felt that Chen Yicong's body didn't feel right when hugged.

Under the coat, there should be a layer of close-fitting hedgehog armor.

After untiing the cloak, Bai Ling turned around and handed the clothes to the palace man beside him.

Chen Yicong took a few steps forward and held Bai Ling's hand tightly—it was still as cold.

He covered Bo Ling's two hands around his neck, and gently rubbed the back of her hand with his palms. Chen Yicong looked at Bo Ling and smiled softly.

"Why are these hands... I just can't cover them with heat."

Bo Ling tried to withdraw his hands, but Chen Yicong still grabbed them.

She glanced at the emperor, "My hands are just like this...it gets cold in winter, it doesn't matter if you cover it or not."

"Have you been waiting for me to come back for dinner?" Chen Yicong asked softly.

"Yeah." Bo Ling nodded.

He took Bo Ling and sat down at the square table, "Next time, eat first, don't be hungry."

Burling smiled—her usual smile.

The palace people began to serve the New Year's Eve banquet.

Even though there were only two of them, each dish was carefully crafted, and Bo Ling still ate very little. Chen Yicong put some dishes in her bowl, but most of Bo Ling didn't move.

Chen Yicong lowered his eyes and said, "...By the way, I just received a message today about Bai Yi and your father."

When mentioning Bai Yi, Chen Yicong felt that Bai Ling's movements seemed to freeze for a moment.

"Are they... all right?" Bo Ling asked, "It's time to return to Beijing now."

"It's all good, but I haven't returned to Beijing yet." Chen Yicong said nonchalantly, "Your father and brother met refugees from Jiangzhou on the way back to Beijing. After knowing that there was a epidemic there, your father made a temporary decision to Go to Jiangzhou to have a look."

Before he finished speaking, Bai Ling's eyes dimmed.

"It's like something my father would do..." Bai Ling moved her jaw slightly and shook her head. She put down the chopsticks and held her forehead with one hand, "It really looks like something my father would do."

Chen Yicong silently watched Bai Ling's expression.

"So when will they be back?" Burling asked.

"I don't know." Chen Yicong said softly, he thought of some excuses, but when the words came to his lips, he just turned into a deep sentence——

"Jiangzhou is dangerous after all, so don't follow, stay in the palace."

As soon as the words came out, Chen Yicong felt a little regretful—he shouldn't have spoken so bluntly, but when he thought of Bai Yi's words in the afternoon, and thought that Bai Ling's gentleness these days might just be a fake flattery, he felt an unspeakable feeling in his heart. of frustration.

Berlin may be crying.

Chen Yicong thought a little sadly.

He silently thought about what to do next, but he really had nothing to explain—he could only make up for the emptiness in Bo Ling's heart ten times, a hundred times.

Love her, take care of her, until Bo Ling gradually forgets some people, some things...

Yes, some things, time will wash away.

No matter how heartbroken he was at the time, there were ruins all over the place in the end, and he had already learned how to live with these ruins.

However, to Chen Yicong's surprise, Bai Ling did not cry, nor was she even sad or angry. She just looked at the dishes on the table and remained silent for a long time.

After a while, Bo Ling said softly, "Understood. Let's eat."

Chen Yicong really didn't expect this - but this reaction seemed to make him feel more sad than crying.It's too much like an unspoken fit.

Looking at Bai Ling, he felt that his heart was slowly sinking, but he still wanted to grab some straws——

"It's an emergency, if you have something to bring to them, you can say, I'll send someone to send it quickly."

"...It's nothing. The emperor should have arranged everything properly."

"Well...yes," Chen Yicong nodded, "I have rationed everything that should be rationed."

Bo Ling smiled, she lowered her head impromptu, put her left hand into the sleeve of her right hand, and after going around a few times, she untied a circle of amulets.

"The emperor gave it to me a few years ago..." Bai Ling said softly, "If it's not troublesome, the emperor can help me bring it to Bai Yi. I hope that the emperor's blessing can bless them all on this journey safely."

Chen Yicong had complicated eyes.

There are two pieces of that peace talisman, one is with him and the other is with Bai Ling.

Now, his own safety talisman is already in Bai Yi's hands - the two safety talismans are almost identical, is this also a coincidence of fate?
He accepted Berlin's wooden talisman.

"I will deliver it."

Bai Ling smiled briskly, she felt that Chen Yicong was lying, but she couldn't verify it, and she couldn't expose it.

There was indeed something wrong with Chen Yicong tonight, but she couldn't care less about it anymore.

She suddenly realized one thing.

Perhaps that morning when they entered the palace with their father and Bai Yi was the last time the three of them met in this life.

Only she didn't know it at the time.

(End of this chapter)