Chen Yicong's breathing suddenly stopped.

Ask what rouge looks good...... Be...... What do you mean?

With some hesitation, he took the two boxes of rouge in Lu Dou's hand, put them on the table and opened them separately.

Facing the two boxes of rouge, Chen Yicong carefully distinguished, only to feel that one box seemed to be lighter in color, and the other box was darker.

One box is fragrant, and the other box has no taste.

…… Which looks better on Birling's face?

Chen Yicong fell into deep thought.

What makes it good-looking?

"That's it...... It's all good-looking. He whispered a little uncertainly, "Well, it's all good." ”

"The slave maid...... That's it? ”

"Well," Chen Yicong nodded, "Let's go back like this." ”

Lu Dou took back the rouge and was about to turn around and leave. Chen Yicong sat in place and looked at Lu Dou's back, and didn't react until he took seven or eight steps.

"Wait!" Chen Yicong said suddenly.

Lu Dou turned around, "Long live the Lord still has orders?" ”

"You...... You put down all the rouge. Chen Yicong stretched out his hand and knocked on his desk, "Wait a while, I will finish approving the fold, and I will go in person." ”

"Eh, eh, understood." Lu Dou nodded again and again, stepped forward and put the rouge on Chen Yicong's left hand.

With Lu Dou's departure, the Heart Cultivation Hall returned to its usual quietness.

Chen Yicong picked up the red pen again and read it at the recital in front of him.

Only a quarter of an hour later, the fold in his hand was still on the same page, and the red pen hung in the air, not a word fell.

He looked at the music in his hand, his breathing slowly became rapid, and a smile that could not be hidden gradually appeared in his eyes.

Although he was the only one in the hall at the moment, Chen Yicong couldn't help but drop his pen and covered his face with one hand.

He took a deep breath, sighed in resignation, carefully tucked the two boxes of rouge into his sleeve, and strode out.

Burling.

Burling.

It's Bai Ling......

Lu Dou had already prepared a big coat and waited outside, and when he saw Chen Yicong coming out, he chased after him and draped it on Chen Yicong's shoulder.

The door of the small courtyard was open, and Chen Yicong smelled the fragrance of tea before he stepped into the courtyard. He walked briskly past the osmanthus tree in the courtyard, and stepped over the three steps in front of the main house.

In the room, several palace maids were sitting next to Bai Ling, and Chen Yicong recognized what they were doing at a glance - these palace maids were polishing Bai Ling's nails.

As soon as they saw the emperor coming, the palace ladies all stopped what they were doing.

Chen Yicong took a step back, "I didn't come at the right time...... You go on. ”

Bai Ling laughed, waved lightly to the palace maids, and everyone saluted Bai Ling and the emperor to leave.

There were only two people left in the room, Bai Ling and Chen Yicong.

Chen Yicong didn't speak, he stood there with a sad expression.

"The emperor came up so quickly," Bai Ling stood up from his rocking chair and said softly, "At this time, you shouldn't be criticizing the folds-"

Before Bai Ling finished speaking, she was grabbed by Chen Yicong's right hand, she was stunned for a moment, and then she was tightly held in the emperor's arms.

Chen Yicong lowered his head and buried his face in Bai Ling's neck and shoulders.

"It's all good-looking...... Burling. ”

Chen Yicong's voice was soft, with a long-awaited satisfaction.

"As long as it's you, it's good-looking."

"Really," Bai Ling's voice was a little skeptical and uncertain, "I haven't used these things much, I don't know if it will make a difference......

"It's okay if you don't have to, it's fine now."

For the first time, Chen Yicong held Bai Ling tightly in his arms, and an almost boiling mood stirred his face.

Bai Ling didn't push him away.

Chen Yicong heard Bai Ling seem to sigh softly, and then hugged his back with both hands.

Through the big cloud, Chen Yicong felt Bai Ling's hand wrapped around his waist very lightly. She tried to adjust her posture, and the whole person actively leaned on her side in her arms.

Small, skinny Bai Ling, so submissive, so cute.

Chen Yicong suddenly became dazed.

"Boling."

"Huh?"

Bai Ling raised her head, Chen Yicong's embrace was so hard, her face was against Chen Yicong's neck, every time she said a word, the heat in her mouth was like a tuft of feathers, gently sweeping on Chen Yicong's neck socket.

"Have you changed your mind?" Chen Yicong suddenly let go of Bai Ling's waist, he desperately wanted to look into Bai Ling's eyes, "Are you willing-"

Bai Ling shook his head.

"Then you-"

"I just suddenly felt ...... There's no need to make things so stiff. Bai Ling's eyes were gentle, with a bit of girlish shyness, "I never knew the emperor's heart for me, a few days ago the emperor suddenly asked me if I wanted to be your queen...... I...... I'm ......."

Chen Yicong suddenly realized.

"It's a surprise to me." He frowned, and suddenly became a little ashamed, "It's my fault that I didn't do well, it's all my fault......"

"Anyway, I need some time to think about it." Bai Ling said softly, "Or ...... to get used to. ”

"I'll give you time." Chen Yicong immediately said, "...... Not in a hurry, not in a hurry at all. ”

"Hmm." Bai Ling nodded, "That's enough. ”

Bai Ling also looked at Chen Yicong, her eyes moved slightly, and she gently reached out and touched Chen Yicong's right cheek, Chen Yicong "hissed", and quickly turned her head to avoid Bai Ling's hand.

Last night's bruises had already dispersed a little, and Chen Yicong's right cheek was bruised - seeing the injury on Chen Yicong's face, Bai Ling could almost imagine Bai Yi's situation, which must be several times more embarrassed than the young man in front of him......

She suddenly couldn't help but want to laugh again.

Such a big person...... And fighting.

Bai Ling sighed - heh, maybe the boys are impulsive, and their IQ is only three years old......

"Why is the emperor injured?" She asked in a low voice.

"Out of the way." Chen Yicong shook his head again and again, and he laughed, "It doesn't hurt at all." ”

"So, can you go out for a walk with me?" Bai Ling came up again, "I've been bored in the small courtyard for the past few days, and I'm a little bored." ”

"Okay, where to go?"

"Imperial Garden, huh?" Bai Ling said casually, "I kind of want to go to Mingchun Lake for a walk." ”

All day, Chen Yicong was blushing and immersed in a slightly drunken state.

Suddenly, he seemed to have endless words, and he felt that he had an inexhaustible amount of strength all over his body.

For the first time, he learned what kind of joy it was to have a good impression of him from someone he liked.

The snow was slippery, and Bai Ling was obediently held by him all the way, clasping his ten fingers tightly - Chen Yicong didn't understand why Bai Ling's hands were always cold, and he couldn't wait to cover these hands on his chest until they were warm before taking them out.

There were moments when he felt that it had all seemed to be going too fast, but when Bai Ling laughed, those doubts suddenly faded.

Or even if it's cheating, it doesn't matter.

Chen Yicong looked at the girls beside him again.

No...... How can this be deception?

That's great.

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