imperial psychologist

Chapter 100 For A Tuo
Qu Shi laughed again, although he didn't laugh out loud.

Concubine Ning supported her neck, and tapped Qu's head with a comb, "Don't move, it will be crooked in a while."

"I don't go out again today, so what are you afraid of?"

"Let those maidservants laugh at my skills?" Concubine Ning raised her eyebrows slightly, "Don't even think about it."

Qu Shi didn't speak anymore, just looked at Concubine Ning's hands moving from time to time in the mirror.

Concubine Ning's hands are not like other ladies in the harem, her palms are very thick, when you touch them, you will never think that they are a pair of women's hands.

These are the hands that hold the reins, cut the grass and feed the horses, and hold the bow and arrow.

They clumsily held Qu's long hair, braided it into a three-strand braid of uneven thickness, the kind of thick braid most common among country girls, and then twisted it into a ball and coiled it behind their heads.

Qu quietly looked at Ning Bin's face from the corner of the bronze mirror.

She is nine years older than herself, and the marks of time on her face are heavier than her own.

But Concubine Ning never seemed to care about these things.

"Your beauty tip has grown again." Qu said softly.

"It's not that Ah Tuo made trouble for me recently." Ning Bin sighed, but her face was full of a gentle smile, "I can't sleep well, so I don't care about cutting my hair."

"Don't twist the tip of the beauty this time." Qu said in a low voice, "You look so good-looking." "I don't," Concubine Ning curled her lips, "Women keep the tip of a beauty, and they will be reborn as women in the next life."

Concubine Ning casually untied a ribbon from her wrist, wrapped it around Qu's new bun a few times, and tied it into a somewhat crappy bowknot, which also covered up the thick braid.

"I've done enough being a woman in this life. In my next life, I'll either stop being a man or be a man." Concubine Ning clapped her hands, signaling that the work was done, "Okay, take a look."

Qu looked at himself in the mirror.

This is the hair she combed most often when she was a girl, because it is convenient and neat.

At that time, she often felt that the ink-like black hair was a burden. At that time, the hair could not be grasped with one hand, but now the thumb and forefinger formed a small circle to hold all the hair strands.

"You're not young anymore." Qu stroking her face lightly, her voice lowered slightly.

"How about not being young anymore? Who hasn't been young?" Concubine Ning disapproved, "Those Yingying and Yanyan in the palace, have they ever been old? Besides, they will grow old sooner or later, who can escape."

"Oh." Qu responded in a daze, and it took a while to realize.

This kind of words, only sister Yang can say this in the palace, and only if it comes from her mouth, it will not look like a small belly.

Concubine Ning put down the comb, supported Qu Shi's shoulders with both hands, turned her head and said to the court lady who was still packing up the jewels, "You also go out."

The court lady kowtowed as if meeting amnesty, carefully placed the wooden dowel back on the table, then turned to the imperial concubine and concubine Ning, and walked backwards to leave the inner room.

Only Qu Shi and Xue Yang were left in the room.

"Go ahead."

"……what?"

"Why don't you see me?" Ning Bin's voice was filled with uncontrollable puzzlement and slight annoyance, "What exactly do you want?"

Qu Shi did not answer.

Concubine Ning continued on her own, "Actually, I came to you today for two reasons—"

"I really don't want to go," lowered his eyes, "don't force me."

"No hurry, this is the second thing I want to say, I'll ask the first one first." Ning Pin interrupted without explanation, "How exactly do you want to arrange for A Tuo?"

The house was quieter.

Concubine Ning put her arms around her arms, leaned against the table, looked down at Qu with her head down, and forced her to give a clear answer with silence.

"Can... let him stay with my sister all the time." Qu asked in a low voice.

Concubine Ning took a deep breath and said with a sigh, "I'm not talking to you for your own good. The people around you should be tired of saying these things... I'm here today, just to talk to you." You talk about myself."

Qu Shi blinked, then raised his head.

"I won't have any more children." Concubine Ning's voice was clear and cold, and her eyes wandered around the room casually, "I will help you raise the child, and when the child grows up, I will kiss me. A mother is more expensive than a child, so pay for what you pay. Is this your wishful thinking?"

Concubine Ning silently looked at Qu Shi - she pursed her lips, did not admit it, but did not deny it either.

"Doesn't sister want a child?"

"If you want to ask me if I have selfish intentions, of course I do. I just want to raise a child." Ning Bin didn't think too much, and quickly replied, "But I took care of A Tuo simply because you were still sick. Because A Tuo This child is different from others."

"... What's different about A Tuo?"

"He is your child, a child of the Qu family." Ning Bin looked at Qu's family. "Now that A Tuo is young, I can raise him however I want. What about when he is older?"

Qu Shi didn't answer, but slowly lowered his head.

There is no such precedent in the palace, because the concubine was convicted or died of illness suddenly, the children under her knees were entrusted to the care of the concubine she knew well.

It's okay when the child is young, but when the child is older, things are not so simple;

If the child is strictly disciplined, someone will inevitably jump out and accuse "it's not my own, don't feel distressed";
If you don't care about it, then it's "it's not my son who was abandoned and raised"...

No matter what the situation is, don't worry, and even easily bring disaster on yourself.

If it weren't for a concubine with a solid foundation, ordinary people would really dare not accept such a challenge.

A slight sarcasm appeared on Ning Bin's face, "I don't care what others say about me, but what would A Tuo think about those rumors. At that time, the mother-child estrangement, can I get rid of it? And..."

She looked at Qu with burning eyes.

"At that time, could you really let go of that heart and not even look at him?"

There was a bit of despair in Qu's eyes.

"...I don't know." She murmured.

"You're being honest." Concubine Ning finally smiled, "Don't expect me to do such a thankless task. I would rather have a long-term pain than a short-term pain, so you can bring A-Tuo back now. I'm so embarrassed clean."

Qu Shi looked back helplessly, she sat there frowning anxiously, and only sighed slightly after a long time.

Ning Pin stretched out her hand and gently patted Qu's head, as if she was stroking a war horse.

Qu Shi slowly leaned towards Ning Bin's side, Ning Bin sighed softly, reached out and patted Qu Shi's back lightly.

"I know, we don't have a choice." Ning Bi whispered.

Qu's voice became lower and lower, "When will this kind of day end..."

Concubine Ning smiled, "If I had known that I would be trapped here for the rest of my life, I might as well have followed our father and brother to the battlefield."

Qu Shi couldn't say a word, just nodded frequently.

"People have burdens on their shoulders when they are alive, and no one can run away and earn them. Only after death can the burden be distributed to others. What is so difficult about death? When you step on your feet, you are gone. Our suffering People who haven't experienced it don't understand." Ning Bin said slowly.

(End of this chapter)