From the blue number to the palace gate, Bai Ling took a sedan chair all the way.

It was the height of summer, and there was an ice cup in the sedan car, so it was particularly cool.

Bai Ling leaned against the window, looking at the still peaceful and prosperous streets of Pingjing City, and the old times of the past slowly appeared in front of him.

At that time, she often took the vegetable basket from home to the nearby morning market to buy vegetables in the morning, and squatted in front of the stove every day to make a fire and cook rice.

At that time, they often complained together that these household chores that could not be automated were too draining.

However, in retrospect, the feeling of annoyance and helplessness at that time is completely gone.

All that remains is nostalgia.

The sedan chariot quickly stopped in front of the palace gate, and Bai Ling got out of the car and walked.

The summer night's wind ruffled her hair, and she once again walked through the long, deep stone corridor of the palace gate, and heard the echo of her feet overhead.

Bai Ling's steps slowly stopped, she looked at the bluestone slab under her feet, and suddenly felt a little emotional.

These silent bricks laid in the palace, I don't know how many sorrows and joys in the world have been gathered.

"Why didn't Miss Bai leave?" The palace people behind him also stopped, "The emperor is waiting." ”

Bai Ling smiled and walked forward again.

She still remembered that a long, long time ago, in order to enter the palace to catch her father, who was too upright, she and Bai Yi used to pass by here together.

It seems that all the stories started at that time, and all the efforts she made after that were to escape from here. But the more people want to stay away, the deeper they fall into this court.

Bai Ling thought as he calmly raised his feet and stepped over the thresholds of several inner palace corridors.

The way to the Heart Cultivation Palace, she can recognize it now even if her eyes are closed.

She looked up at the silent and empty cornices high above the palace wall, and once she whispered, and fourteen would emerge from such a place.

The palace road was long, and Bai Ling recalled all the figures who had walked with her.

Some of them are gone, others remain;

Some have been laid to rest in the ground, and some are still wandering the earth.

On a summer night, the four seasons begonias outside the Heart Nourishing Hall were in full bloom, and Bai Ling's gaze gently swept over these beautiful and delicate petals, only to feel that the court was particularly lonely this night.

After the crown ceremony in the sixth year of Shengming, Chen Yicong began to grow beards.

It was just a thin layer of beard between his upper lip and nose, which made his whole being old and majestic.

In the third year of Shengming, there were still old ministers who dared to rely on the old and sell the old in the court, and in the seventh year of Shengming, all the officials who had experienced the Jianxi Dynasty all regained the feeling of trembling back then.

However, there is still something to be thankful for these courtiers. Emperor Shengming is not a person who is uncertain, he will commend, he will be angry, he will dislike the fact that there are too many people in a certain place, and he will occupy his time for no reason.

However, he would only mention such complaints to Sun Beiji and them at the cabinet meeting, or occasionally laugh at Bo Bailing as a joke when he played chess with Bai Ling.

…… Although Bai Ling couldn't comprehend the joke, he should laugh at it every time.

Tonight's delicacies in the Heart Nourishing Hall were fragrant, and Bai Ling smelled it when he entered the palace door, and after asking Chen Yicong for peace, the two sat opposite each other.

This night was also like many previous occasions when the two of them had dinner together, Chen Yicong said some things about himself, and asked about Bai Ling, and the two chatted as before, like old friends who had known each other for many years.

Bai Ling was obviously a little tired of this set tonight, and said very little.

After a while, Chen Yicong put down the dishes and chopsticks and looked at Bai Ling in front of him silently.

"I heard something recently." Chen Yicong said softly.

"Hmm."

"This month, you have officially handed over a lot of things you are doing to others." Chen Yicong said in a low voice, "Really? ”

"Hmm." Bai Ling nodded again.

"Why?" Chen Yicong's voice sounded a little restrained, "...... Do you have any other plans? ”

"The emperor thinks too much." Bai Ling smiled, "If the Lanxin Society wants to develop, it will definitely not be able to go through my hands for everything. I've been with them for three years, and they've been on their own, but they're still here, and they're never sure. ”

"Where are you going?" Chen Yicong said vigilantly.

Bai Ling sighed and put down his chopsticks, "...... Where do you want to keep me? ”

Chen Yicong's throat moved slightly, "...... I didn't mean that. ”

"What does the emperor mean," Bai Ling lowered his eyes, "it's not four years ago now, Your Majesty." If you still think you can do to me like you used to...... You'd be wrong. ”

The sharpness in these words made Chen Yicong look away.

Strange to say, whenever Bai Ling put on a straight face like this, he felt a little nervous for no reason.

In all fairness, he was now a little afraid of Bai Ling losing his temper at him, and for the past three years, he had tried his best to mend his relationship with Bai Ling, no matter how difficult the situation was, he would always set aside some time - sometimes he went to visit Lan Zihao, sometimes Bai Ling came to the palace.

During this year's Shangyuan Festival, he and Bai Ling went to see the lanterns on the shore of Jian'an Lake, everything seemed to return to the past, and it also made Chen Yicong feel that his efforts in the past few years had probably seen some returns.

However, this month, I heard the news that Bai Ling was handing over in the Lan brand.

He was immediately keenly aware of what Bai Ling was trying to do.

There was silence between the two for a long time, and the emperor took a deep breath silently, and then lowered his eyes and said, "Don't talk about these unhappy things, continue to eat." ”

"Hmm." Bai Ling nodded.

……

Coming back from the palace on this day, Bai Ling followed Ai Songqing to review the reconciliation of tonight's Lanxin Club.

Bai Ling unceremoniously raised some questions, and bluntly pointed out that once Ai Songqing met a "senior" whose qualifications seemed to be deeper than his own, he would be easily persuaded by the other party and no longer adhere to his original point of view, and if he did not find a way to overcome this weakness, he would be led by the nose sooner or later.

Ai Songqing was stunned—Bai Ling had spoken to her a few times before, but never so bluntly as he did today.

She was a little down, but Bai Ling rarely offered any comfort, and after finishing the conversation, went straight to wash up and fell asleep alone.

Ai Songqing couldn't sleep, she tossed and turned on the bed and thought about tonight's problems, and finally couldn't help but get out of bed, take the pen and paper again, and began to write the outline of the speech to renegotiate with the mothers-in-law of the Lanxin Club tomorrow.

This night, when Bai Ling once again followed Wei Ying's guidance and came to a blind spot where no one was watching to start tonight's assassination practice, Wei Ying smiled and told him that there were twice as many secret guards who came back from the palace with her tonight than before.

"With so many people staring at it together, the old man may not have a chance to reappear tomorrow."

Bai Ling showed a smile, "Okay." ”

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