Chen Yicong twisted his shoulders a little uncomfortably.

"I, I'm thinking...... Something. ”

In the night, Chen Yicong's right hand clenched the talisman wrapped around his arm, and the small piece of wood with a hard texture made his palm hurt a little.

"I want to know, all these years ......," Chen Yicong said slowly, "you...... What do you think of me? ”

“…… Your Majesty, of course he is a very good man—" She still had a drunken smile on her face, and a bright light in her eyes—maybe it was the lamp in the stern, maybe it was the moon in the sky.

"It's not that cliché." Chen Yicong shook his head, and he quickly interrupted Bai Ling's answer.

Every word to be said is stuck in the throat, but every word is so difficult.

"What kind of person am I in your heart? Be...... What kind of location? ”

The north wind swept between the two of them, blowing away a bit of the smell of wine.

Slowly, he turned his gaze to the girl beside him again, only to find that Bai Ling was leaning against the cabin, looking at him motionlessly.

It was rare for Bai Ling to look at him intently like this.

Most of the time, their eyes always meet inadvertently and then inadvertently stagger away, and sometimes the two will smile at each other......

But that wasn't a gaze like tonight's.

Chen Yicong involuntarily held her breath.

His eyes were burning, and his thoughts were almost ready to come out. He frowned, his expression showing a certain determination, but there was a little uneasy sadness in his eyes.

Bai Ling looked at the lake at her feet, and her expression returned to her usual restrained gentleness.

"That's a good guy too." She withdrew her gaze and wrapped herself tighter with her cloak, "Doesn't the emperor believe it?" ”

“…… Is it the kind that matters? ”

"Well, it's important."

"How important?"

Bai Ling lowered his head slightly and was silent for a moment.

"During that time...... I often have nightmares. She said softly, "There were many, many accidents in the dream, such as Bai Yi was about to leave the palace with an edict, but the guards did not let him go; Song Bozong's hand fell, but the Shenji Battalion did not appear; There is also the fire of Xianfu Palace, and the city tower......

"Anyway, it didn't end well." Bai Ling smiled quickly, "I often can't sleep after waking up, and I wait until dawn with my eyes open. ”

"Boling ......"

"At that time, the time to prepare for your class was the most peaceful." Bai Ling continued, "Fortunately, I still have this thing to do, so I don't have to worry all day. ”

Speaking of that difficult time, Chen Yicong also remembers it vividly.

"I've wanted to thank you many times, especially to see how good you've become." Bai Ling looked at the young man beside him, "Every time I see you take a step forward, I feel like what I did before...... In the end, there is still something to gain. ”

Bai Ling smiled thoughtfully, "Moreover, you are much braver than me. ”

Chen Yicong frowned slightly, he didn't understand what "brave" meant in Bai Ling's mouth.

Bai Ling could see the confusion in Chen Yicong's eyes, but she couldn't be more specific—although she still didn't know what happened that night in Sanxitang, she knew what it was like for her loved ones to be taken away in front of her eyes.

"It's an honor to see how you've come to where you are today." Bai Ling sighed softly, "You will definitely become a good emperor, I have never doubted this. ”

The girl tilted her head and said with a smile.

Chen Yicong took a deep breath, and his eyes were slightly hot.

I don't know why, he inexplicably heard a bit of goodbye from these words—as if the next moment Bai Ling would turn into a wisp of river breeze and go away with the wind and snow tonight.

Chen Yicong felt that he was probably crazy, and he would have such an illusion.

But anyway, it's not the first time he's suffered from gains and losses like this over the years...... He wanted to immediately hug the girl in front of him tightly in his arms, so that he could never lose this warmth.

"Bai Ling," Chen Yicong's voice became more firm than ever, "Would you like to-"

"Whoa—"

A melodious female voice was heard in the distance.

Bai Ling followed the sound and looked at it, only to see a lantern hanging by the edge of the medicine field, and when he looked closely, he found that someone was standing on the shore of the lake with it, waving to the boat.

"Huh...... Is that the Lord of Yikang? Bai Ling looked at the other side in some surprise.

Chen Yicong was stunned for a moment, and then saw Bai Ling get up and stand up, and she walked to the high place in the stern.

"Boling—is that you—" the girl by the lake shouted again.

"It's really the county lord, it's so late, why is she still outside......"

Chen Yicong took a deep breath again.

He felt a rush of irritability rush from the soles of his feet.

"She called us," Bai Ling looked back and smiled, "Shall we go over and have a look?" ”

Chen Yicong smiled reluctantly, "...... All right. ”

The boat turned around and headed towards the shore, and the lord of Yikang was wearing a bright red cloak today, with a circle of white velvet fox fur sewn on the edge of the hood, which was very cute.

Seeing that the boat was indeed rowing towards him, Yikang stopped waving his hand, looked down and looked for the raised stone path in the paddy field and walked slowly, and finally took Bai Ling's hand and got on the boat.

As soon as Yikang got on the boat, he clenched Bai Ling's right hand, "Look at your hand, how cold it is, why don't you bring a hand stove?" ”

With that, she handed over the small hand stove in her arms.

Yikang's hands were dry and warm, and Bai Ling took her hand stove, which was warm to the touch.

"Thank you."

Chen Yicong looked at the hands held by the girls with a dark face.

Are Bai Ling's hands cold?

His hands are hot!

Yikang also smiled and bowed to Chen Yicong - I always felt that the emperor didn't look very happy tonight.

"Why are you here? I just thought I was wrong......" Yikang looked at Bai Ling and Chen Yicong with some curiosity, "...... Only, the two of you? ”

"Zeng Jiuyan, they're also there, listen." Bai Ling pointed to the cabin, where the boys were singing—it was mainly Zeng Jiuyan now, and although the words were not very clear, from the few clear words that occasionally popped out, it was more or less audible that it was a war song about life on the border.

Yikang's eyes lit up slightly—she heard Bai Yi's cheering.

"It's weird cold outside," Yikang smiled, "Otherwise, please let me in and talk~"

"Okay." Bai Ling nodded.

Yikang stepped forward and lifted the curtain of the ship, with Bai Ling following behind her.

Before he was about to enter the cabin again, Bai Ling suddenly realized that Chen Yicong did not follow and was still standing in place.

"Your Majesty?" Bai Ling turned his head.

Chen Yicong sighed softly, and in the moonlight on a snowy night, he looked at Bai Ling, "I haven't finished what I said just now." ”

"Come in?"

Chen Yicong raised his head and sighed again.

“…… Never mind. He took a few steps closer and whispered, "Tomorrow, I'll come back to you tomorrow." ”

The cabin, which was still lively just now, suddenly fell silent.

Zeng Jiuyan looked at the "uninvited guest" in front of him in a daze.

"County Lord!?" He even forgot to put down the chopsticks in his hand, "Why are you here?" ”

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