imperial psychologist

Chapter 635 Jealousy
As soon as the voice on this side fell, there was a faint "click" from Chen Yicong's end.

Wang Duan was kneeling at this moment and couldn't see clearly, but Lu Dou could see clearly from this side - the pen held by Chen Yicong's right hand was broken into two pieces by his thumb and index finger knuckles.

"The side room..." Chen Yicong lowered his head slightly.

In the news about Bo Ling, it did mention that Bo Ling and Wang Duan often chatted.

But it was never mentioned that the two had talked all night on several occasions.

Not to mention that Wang Duan is still thinking about Nabeling as his concubine...

"Yes, no matter how good this Bailing girl is, she is still a slave after all." Wang Duan said softly, "However, she has never asked me about this, and I think it is quite good as it is now."

"Have you ever touched her?"

"...Huh?" Wang Duan didn't realize it for a while, looked at the emperor again, and felt some subtle changes in his face, he quickly replied, "...That's not true, I've never even held hands."

Chen Yicong's killing intent dropped a bit, "Really?"

"Of course it's true. There are no fragrant grasses anywhere in the world. I regard this girl as a confidant in my heart, and I won't force her to do things she doesn't want to."

"What did you all talk about?" Chen Yicong's face turned ashen, "How much do you remember, tell me everything."

……

After Wang Duan left, Chen Yicong felt restless.

He knew about this kind of "chat" in Berlin, and he had also seen the "consultation room" that Berlin set up in the small courtyard.

While talking like this, there will be no third person in the room.

After Wang Duan said a few hesitant conversations with Bo Ling, Chen Yicong felt that he was in a bad mood—in the years he and Bo Ling had known each other, he had never even had a single "long night" with Bo Ling. talked about".

As Wang Duan mentioned several times, he fully understands the "goodness" in Bo Ling.

But now, this kind of "goodness" fell on other people instead, and he couldn't help feeling annoyed, but also felt that he was ridiculous.

After sending Bo Ling to a place like Baihuaya, does he still expect Bo Ling to retain his previous restraint?

Perhaps it was this reserve that really irritated him.

Chen Yicong stood up and paced around the room.

It has been almost half a month since he returned to Beijing, and he did come up with the idea of ​​going to Baihuaya a few times to take a look - not because his old relationship is unforgettable or something, but just because of such a shocking scandal that happened in the Huzi shop, and Baihuaya Ling wrote him a note for this.

He should have summoned Bo Ling for questioning... It just doesn't seem like a good time now.

At least he doesn't feel like he's quite ready yet.

When will it be ready?
do not know.

What to prepare?
Can't tell.

Chen Yicong clenched his teeth, he was somewhat disgusted with his state.

On the way to the north, he let go of Bai Yi and Bai Shijun, just like he let go of himself... Even after returning to Pingjing, he often recalled the old days with a certain peace of mind. All kinds of spirits are still in the palace.

He tore down the courtyard in Berlin and ordered that the land be converted into a new garden.

He felt it was almost time to let go.

He should find an opportunity to say goodbye to Berlin.

Or don't say goodbye.

Chen Yicong thought coldly, directly ordered Bai Ling to be expelled, and never to return to Pingjing... Anyway, Bai Ling must have wished for it.

This thought made Chen Yicong a little frustrated, but the next moment, this frustration turned into annoyance towards himself. He clearly had more important things to do in front of him, but he was saddened by this trivial personal relationship.

Lu Dou stood aside, already feeling that the rain was coming, so he stood silently on the sidelines.

After a long time, Lu Dou heard Chen Yicong who was standing by the window take a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind.

"Does the emperor want to meet Bo Ling?" Lu Dou said in a timely manner, "Eunuch Yuan has been in contact with Bai Siyao, and they have recently—"

"Shut up!" Chen Yicong scolded.

Lu Dou was startled for a moment, then quickly lowered his head again.

"Don't—and I—mention this person!" Chen Yicong said in a low voice, and he paused every word, "Did you hear that!"

"...Yes, yes." Lu Dou nodded quickly, "I won't mention it any more."

On this day, Chen Yicong watched the memorial in the Hall of Mental Cultivation until late at night.

He didn't have so many notes to read. After all, most of the memorials had already been dealt with by the cabinet and the Supervisor of Rituals during this period, so there were not many backlogged memorials.

But he still re-wrote some instructions based on the cabinet's proposal.

This busyness made him feel much calmer.

Several times in the dead of night, he felt that he had regained his former composure.He couldn't explain the strong jealousy that surged up when he heard Wang Duan mention Bai Ling, so he didn't explain it.

He really had a crush on Bo Ling, and there was nothing to hide.

But when he asked himself, Chen Yicong felt that he was not a bad person, and Bo Ling's life was only in his mind, but he has always been very restrained in this matter, especially after the end of the Northern Tour.

During this period of time, he often felt that the part of his mother's emotions often dominated his rationality. He could even imagine that if there was a pair of mother's eyes in the sky, they would probably be grateful for the things he did. sigh.

It was also because of this sigh that he struggled against the violent and tyrannical voices in his heart.

It is not an easy task to control his emotions, he began to regret why after hearing the news from Bo Ling a few days ago, he couldn't help but immediately asked Wang Duan for questioning.

Whether this is another kind of cowardice, Chen Yicong didn't allow himself to think about it, the question itself made him feel uncomfortable.

However, no matter whether it is inside or outside the palace, there are too many memories of his youth in this city. Even when he thinks of Jiuyan several times, everything related to Boling still comes to his mind inexplicably.

On the sixth day of September, it rained heavily.

In the evening, Lu Dou held an umbrella and followed Chen Yicong, and couldn't stop persuading, "Your Majesty, it's too late today, and it's raining so hard, so it's better not to go to the sanatorium. You can wait until the rain stops tomorrow morning." That's fine too."

"I said that I will go to see them every day this month, so I can't break my promise." Chen Yicong frowned and said, "You are really nagging now, if you say one more word, you will throw the umbrella away and go by yourself The Department of Punishment will be punished!"

"...Hey." Lu Dou cried sadly, "then you walk slowly, if the injury on your hand is exposed to rain, you don't know when it will heal."

"Shut up!" Chen Yicong said coldly.

Surrounded by everyone, Chen Yicong once again boarded the sedan chair to where the wounded guards were.

The sedan chair walked quickly amidst the sound of rain. This autumn rain made the entire city of Pingjing even cooler.

(End of this chapter)