() Before the words fell, there was a faint "click" from Chen Yicong's end.

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

"Side room ......" Chen Yicong's head lowered slightly.

In the news about Bai Ling, it is indeed mentioned that Bai Ling and Wang Duan often chat.

But never said that the two of them had talked all night on several occasions.

Not to mention that Wang Duan's side is still thinking about Nabering as a side room......

"Yes, no matter how good this Bailing girl is, she is still a slave after all." Wang Duan said softly, "But she has never asked the minister in this regard, and like now, the minister thinks it's good." ”

"Have you touched her?"

“…… Well? Wang Duan didn't react for a moment, and then looked at the emperor, feeling that his face had some subtle changes, and he hurriedly replied, "...... Not really, not even by hand. ”

Chen Yicong's murderous intent dropped a few points, "Really? ”

"Of course it's true, there is no grass at the end of the world, and the minister regards this girl as a confidant in his heart, and he will not force her to do something unwilling."

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

……

After Wang Duan left, Chen Yicong felt irritable.

He knew about Bai Ling's "chat", and he had also seen the "consultation room" set up by Bai Ling in the small courtyard.

There will be no third person in the room during such a conversation.

After Wang Duan said a few paragraphs of his conversation with Bai Ling with some hesitation, Chen Yicong felt that the whole person was not good - in the years that he and Bai Ling had known each other, he had never even had a "long talk all night" with Bai Ling alone.

Wang Duan mentioned it several times, and he understood the kind of "good" in Bai Ling.

Now, however, this "goodness" has fallen on the others, and he is irrepressibly annoyed, but also ridiculous.

After sending Bai Ling to a place like Baihuaya, did he still expect Bai Ling to retain his previous reserve.

Perhaps what really annoyed him was this reserve.

Chen Yicong stood up and paced around the room.

It's been almost half a month since he returned to Beijing, and he did have the idea of going to Baihuaya a few times - not because his old love was unforgettable or anything, but because there was such a horrific scandal in Huzihao, and Bai Ling wrote him an excerpt for it.

He should have summoned Bai Ling to interrogate...... It's just that it doesn't seem to be a good time yet.

At least he didn't think he was ready.

When will it be ready?

I don't know.

What to prepare?

I can't tell.

Chen Yicong gritted his teeth, he was a little disgusted with his state.

On the way north, he let go of Bai Yi and Bai Shijun, just like letting go of himself...... Even after returning to Pingjing, he often had a certain calm mind, thinking about the past when Bai Ling was still in the palace.

He demolished the courtyard and ordered the land to be converted into a new garden.

He felt it was almost time to let go.

He should have found a chance to say goodbye to Bai Ling.

Or don't say goodbye.

Chen Yicong thought a little coldly, and directly ordered Bai Ling to be expelled, and he was never allowed to return to Pingjing...... Anyway, Bai Ling must be unwanted.

This thought made Chen Yicong a little frustrated, but this frustration turned into chagrin for himself in the next moment, obviously there was more important things to do in front of him, but he was sad about this unworthy private relationship.

Lu Dou stood aside, he had long felt that the mountain rain was coming, and he stood by without saying a word.

After a long time, Lu Dou heard Chen Yicong, who was standing by the window, take a deep breath, and seemed to have made up his mind.

"Does the emperor want to see Bai Ling?" Lu Dou spoke at the right time, "Gonggong Yuan's side has always been in contact with Bai Siyao, and they have recently-"

"Shut up!" Chen Yicong scolded.

Lu Dou was stunned for a moment, and quickly lowered his head again.

"Don't—and I—mention this man!" Chen Yicong lowered his voice and said, he paused word by word, "Did you hear it!" ”

“…… Yes, yes, yes. Lu Dou hurriedly nodded in response, "Don't mention it anymore." ”

On this day, Chen Yicong watched the recital in the Heart Cultivation Hall and saw late at night.

He didn't have so many excerpts to see, after all, most of the recitals had already been dealt with by the cabinet and the celebrant during this time, so there weren't many backlogs.

But he still rewrote some instructions on the cabinet's vote.

This busyness made him feel much calmer.

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

He did have a heart for Bai Ling, and there was nothing to hide.

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

During this time, he often felt that the part of his mother's emotions that belonged to him often dominated his reason, and he could even imagine that if there were really a pair of mother's eyes in heaven, he would probably sigh for the things he had done.

It was precisely for this sigh that he struggled with the violent and domineering voices in his heart.

It was not an easy task to control his own mind, and he began to regret why after hearing the news of Bai Ling a few days ago, he immediately couldn't help but ask Wang Duan to come over for questioning.

Whether this is another kind of homesickness, Chen Yicong didn't let himself think about it deeply, and the question itself made him feel uncomfortable.

However, whether in the palace or outside the palace, there are too many memories of his youth in this city, and even when he thinks of Jiuyan a few times, everything related to Bai Ling still comes to mind inexplicably.

On the sixth day of September, it rained heavily.

In the evening, Lu Dou followed Chen Yicong with an umbrella and couldn't stop persuading, "Your Majesty, it's too late today, and the rain is so heavy, it's better not to go to the recuperation, you can wait until the rain stops tomorrow morning and then go." ”

"I said I would go to see them every day this month, so I can't break my promise." Chen Yicong frowned and said, "You are really getting more and more nagging now, if you say one more word, you will throw away the umbrella and go to the Criminal Division to get a board yourself!" ”

“…… Eh. Lu Dou cried with a sad face, "Then you walk slowly, if the injury on your hand is rainy, then I don't know when it will heal." ”

"Shut up!" Chen Yicong said coldly.

Surrounded by everyone, Chen Yicong once again sat on the sedan chair where the wounded people went to the mausoleum guard.

The sedan chair walked fast in the sound of rain, and this autumn rain made the entire Pingjing City a little cooler.