imperial psychologist

Chapter 482 The Last Lesson

In the deep palace, Chen Yicong is painting Bai Ling's eyebrows.

He wasn't good at these things originally, but after practicing frequently during this period, Chen Yicong has gained some experience.

Bai Ling lowered his eyes and looked gentle.

Chen Yicong sometimes stares at Bai Ling like this in a trance.

She had just woken up, even after taking a shower, she still had a bit of laziness in the morning, a little bit of idleness, which made Chen Yicong's heart soft.

Today is just the New Year's Eve, so there is no morning morning, but there are still some regular meetings that cannot be escaped in the morning. During this interval, Chen Yicong is still willing to take the time to come to the small courtyard and have breakfast with Bo Ling.

After Yikang visited last time, Boling's attitude towards him has hardly changed at all.

This surprised Chen Yicong. He originally thought that when he came to the courtyard again that night, he would face Bo Ling's monstrous anger.

He was also ready to respond positively.

But the scene he imagined did not happen at all—Berling was still the same as before, the two of them ate, chatted, and took a walk, no different from before.

Could it be that Yikang didn't tell Boling what happened outside when Yikang went to the palace?

Chen Yicong was puzzled, but then he understood.

These are nothing more than two possibilities. One, Yikang understands Bo Ling's current situation, so in order not to worry her, he really concealed everything that happened outside.

In the other, Bo Ling fully understands his situation and understands that all struggles are meaningless, so he accepts his fate obediently.

But whichever it is, it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that Bai Lingken is willing to be by his side as he is now.

And during this period of time, Bai Ling never mentioned going out of the palace again, and when Chen Yicong was not around, she didn't even go out of the small courtyard.There were also a few moments when he inadvertently captured Bo Ling's loneliness, but everything was fleeting.

All these little things made Chen Yicong's balance gradually lean towards the latter.

Berlin's silence on the matter sometimes moved him and sometimes tortured him.

During this New Year's Eve, Chen Yicong was rarely free for a few days. In those few days, he stayed with Bai Ling almost every day, talking to her, or like now, painting her eyebrows and red makeup.

He will do his best to make up for what he took away from Bai Ling... Chen Yicong has such a determination.

"Okay." Chen Yicong stopped, "Look, do you like it?"

Bo Ling didn't answer directly, but she smiled and looked left and right in front of the mirror, and then nodded, obviously very fond of it.

This mood fascinated Chen Yicong.

"What time is it?" Bo Ling asked suddenly.

Zhao Qi who was not far away replied, "Going back to the department of medicine, the hour is almost over."

Bai Ling raised his eyebrows slightly, and turned his head, "It's about time for the Holy Majesty to leave, otherwise it will be too late."

"What does it matter if you're late..." Chen Yicong said with a smile, but he did stand up.

Bai Ling took Chen Yicong's cloak from Zhao Qi's hand, and put it on for him with his own hands.

"Maybe I will go out of the city with some ministers from the cabinet to have a look today." Chen Yicong raised his head and asked Bai Ling to tie the belt on the top of the cloak for him. People have eaten."

When tethering the rope, Bai Ling's eyes fell on Chen Yicong's slightly raised neck, and every word he said brought about a slight movement of his Adam's apple.

Bo Ling tied a bow, she looked back, and then slightly adjusted its shape.

"...Okay." Bo Ling said with a smile, "Then you come back early at night."

Chen Yicong looked at Bai Ling curiously.

"It's rare to hear you say that... What's the matter?"

"I haven't finished the previous class." Bo Ling said softly, "Today, it's time to teach you the last lesson."

Chen Yicong nodded repeatedly, and agreed with a smile.

Before leaving, he stroked Fu Boling's cheek with some reluctance.

"I'll try to come back as early as possible, but if you're late, don't wait. It's time to eat and sleep, okay?"

"Ah."

Bo Ling stood in the room, watching Chen Yicong stride away.

It wasn't until the emperor's back disappeared outside the courtyard gate that her eyes gradually shifted away, looking at the farther sky.

Bai Yi and the others should have just left the city right now.

Bo Ling turned around and said to Zhao Qi, "Boil the water."

Zhao Qi quickly responded, and then asked, "Is Si Yao going to make tea?"

"Bath."

"Okay, servant girl will go and order." Zhao Qi laughed and said softly, "Our medicine department looks really good today!"

Bo Ling glanced at him, "Really."

"Yeah, Si Yao's complexion is good today, and his spirit is also good for a while, and his eyes are brighter than usual."

Bai Ling was stunned for a moment.

"...You still have sharp eyes." She said with downcast eyes.

……

It was a very long day.

Sure enough, Chen Yicong did not return to the palace at night, and did not show up until midnight.

The door of Boling's small courtyard was always open, and she was still holding Mr. Heng Yuan's chess record, sitting in the main room with a hand stove and playing chess.

Chen Yicong was originally worried that he would come back too late today, and Bo Ling could only fall asleep in the dilemma of "lighting the candle too brightly" and "darking out of the dark when the candle is out", but now it seems that Bo Ling has not started to sleep yet.

She didn't tie her hair up at this time, and her long hair fell behind her. She stared at the chess game in front of her without saying a word, and she didn't even notice Chen Yicong's approach. It wasn't until the emperor stepped into the door that Bo Ling raised her head.

Chen Yicong brought in the cold air all over his body. This time, without waiting for Bai Ling to get up, he untied his coat and walked to Bai Ling's side.

He glanced at the chess board, and then reached out to tie a strand of Burling's hair behind his ear.

Bo Ling's long hair was still a little damp, and it looked like it had been washed in the afternoon, with a little herbal fragrance.

"It's really hard work," Bo Ling raised his head, "I came back so late."

"It's okay." Chen Yicong said softly, his eyes still had some determination to deal with government affairs, just a pair of Shang Bailing's eyes, he couldn't help laughing, "I spent most of my time on the road. Not much room for brains."

The two sat and chatted for a while, and Chen Yicong shared some interesting things in the afternoon with Bai Ling one by one.

Finally, Bo Ling stood up, she leaned over and took Chen Yicong's hand, and walked slowly into the room.

"Aren't you going to have the last lesson?" Chen Yicong was a little surprised. He had a faint feeling that the current Bailing was a little different from usual, but he didn't insist on anything.

"...But it's really too late today, I—"

Before Chen Yicong finished speaking, Bai Ling had already blown out the only candle in the bedroom.

In the darkness, she walked up to Chen Yicong, stretched out her hands, and hugged the emperor who didn't know what was going to happen.

"Yes, the last lesson." Bai Ling whispered.

(End of this chapter)