The body still remembers it.
"Yes."
Chu Ling said thoughtfully in her eyes: "The relationship between you mother and son is quite good." But he just said this and skipped the topic, "There is a flood in Shengzhou, please report urgently It just came."
Chu Ye's expression changed: "Shengzhou? That is Dayan's main grain-producing place." Chu
Ling said, "I am about to enter the palace to discuss this matter."
After all, it was because he didn't have enough positions. They were discussing things privately and he was not qualified to listen, so he didn't waste Chu Ling's time anymore and watched him go out.
***
Chu Ling didn't come back until very late.
Before entering the yard, he habitually glanced at the room, which was dark.
The servant noticed his gaze and asked him quickly: "My lord, do you want to hold the lamp?"
Chu Ling looked away and hummed.
He originally didn' t like the darkness he saw when he returned home, so his servants would light the lamp for him before that. But he inexplicably found that if he saw that light, he would be even more disappointed the moment he entered the room.
What are you missing? Chu Ling didn't know, but at that moment, there was indeed a certain emotion rushing over him, as if it was going to defeat him, making him so fragile that he didn't look like himself. From then on, he ordered that no one should light a lamp in the house until he came back. But looking at the silent room, he couldn't figure out why that feeling of emptiness still lingered? Chu Ling rubbed the center of his brows. Loneliness and emptiness were things he originally thought he had nothing to do with. Those who achieve great things are destined to be lonely. What kind of memory did he forget? At night, Chu Ling dreamed of a woman. He has become accustomed to this woman appearing in his dreams. He can't see her face clearly, and she won't talk to him, so she just stays there silently. At the beginning, Chu Ling was able to keep her composure and was as silent as her. But in the end, in the dream, he was defeated first and asked. "Who are you?" "Why did you come to my dream?" Without exception, there was no response. Today, Chu Ling stared at the silent woman for a long time , then suddenly asked: "Are you angry?" Day after day appeared in his dream, and again without saying a word, Are you angry with yourself? What are you angry about? Are you angry at yourself for forgetting her?The dream ended abruptly here. He opened his eyes. The room was a little dark, it was not yet dawn, and he woke up too early. As usual, it should be difficult to fall asleep again.
Chu Ling didn't get up directly like before. He just kept his eyes open in the darkness until the faint sunlight penetrated into the room.
The disappointment after waking up from the dream has not completely dissipated, so at a certain moment, he can't even have any expectations for what he wants to do today and what he will do in the future.
But the man still numbly stood up and changed his clothes as usual. When he chose one of three identical jade pendants to wear around his waist, his movements suddenly paused. Maybe... a certain thought flashed through his mind. She did not enter his dream voluntarily. Chu Ling touched the pattern on the jade pendant and was lost in thought for a long time. Maybe he was forcing himself to dream about her.
It seems that if it were not like that, the rest of my life would be too lonely. On the
first
day of the month, when Chu Ling went to see the Duke's wife, she couldn't help but listen to her nagging.
"Even if you let go of the new string in advance, you should still take two to fill the house. How can you do it if there is no one in this house who knows both the cold and the hot?"
"There must be someone to take care of you."
Chu Ling looked at herself. My mother, who is in poor health, logically speaking, it doesn't matter if she goes along with this little thing.
But inexplicably, he just didn't want to do this. There was always an inexplicable force in his body that resisted such a decision.
"I've been busy lately."
So, Chu Ling used her usual excuse. As expected, the Duke's wife was dissatisfied: "When are you not busy with work?"
Chu Ling did not respond.
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