imperial psychologist

Chapter 119
Baoyuan stood there in a daze, and when she realized it, an unknown fire arose, she put her hands on her hips, blocked the road of Bai Ling, and said in a vibrating voice, "Hey, you little white-eyed wolf——"

Before he could finish speaking, Bai Ling stretched out his hands to hold Baoyuan's face, and interrupted with a smile, "I know that Sister Baoyuan is really good for me, and I am very grateful."

The second half of Baoyuan's sentence choked in her throat, and she suddenly laughed angrily.

When he was half angry, he suddenly laughed, and this time he couldn't get angry anymore.

Bao Yuan took a few breaths, and finally calmed down the lingering anger in her heart.

Half of it is Qi Bailing's ungratefulness, and the other half is annoyed that he couldn't help laughing for a while.

She shook her head while caressing her chest, still murmuring, "Oh, I'm so mad."

"I'll be obedient in a while. Sister Baoyuan will hit wherever she points and what she says." Bo Ling walked a few steps closer and assured Baoyuan softly.

Bao Yuan glared at her, "Okay, you said it."

"Yeah." Bo Ling nodded seriously.

Tonight is Empress and Bao Yuan's home game, so of course she can't take the lead.

The sky gradually darkened, and at the same time, the night lights on the side of the lake in the imperial garden were continuously lit.

This garden party is essentially a small family feast that Emperor Jianxi started early because he couldn't hold back his desire to enjoy the game. To some extent, this is also an elusive part of Emperor Jianxi-he is a quiet person, and the palace Thick cloth curtains for sound insulation are specially hung on all sides. When reading or reviewing memorials alone, the surroundings are often so quiet that you can't even hear a breath.

Every year, Emperor Jianxi had a retreat for nearly one and a half months. During this period, he sat alone in Xianlingyuan, and saw no one except Huang Chongde, who delivered memorials and waited on him every day.

However, who should be appointed and dismissed in the court, Emperor Jianxi had a bright mirror in his heart.

His eyeliner extended to the fourteen mansions in one capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty through Jinyiwei and Lijian. Family affairs, state affairs, world affairs, and everything flowed through Emperor Jianxi's mind calmly.

However, such an emperor with a deep city mansion loves to be lively, and often holds banquets in the palace every now and then, which makes people very hard to see through.

Whether it was Huang Chongde, Qiu Shi, or the current Jia Yuchun, they all started from hosting the family banquet for Emperor Jianxi, and were reused bit by bit.Emperor Jianxi had his own ideas on arranging the family banquet, but he seldom stated it clearly. It was only between these false and real temptations and speculations that the tacit understanding between master and servant gradually became solid.

"You wait for me here for a while, I will go to Eunuch Jia to confirm a few things, and I will come back to you later." Baoyuan said softly, "Don't run around."

Bo Ling nodded in agreement, and Bao Yuan quickly walked forward.

In the distance, Bo Ling also saw Jia Yuchun's figure. He bowed his back and was leading a group of palace people through the shadow of the forest.This kind of small banquet was not too busy, so Jia Yuchun had to go through almost everything by himself to avoid any mistakes.

Baoyuan quickly caught up with Jia Yuchun, the two talked for a while, and then walked deeper into the imperial garden together.

Bo Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and raised his hands to support himself.

Now that she is wearing the medicine gown, she does not have the slightest sense of restraint here. This is probably the so-called ten thousand people hiding like a sea. A girl in palace clothes will basically not arouse anyone's ideas here. Tonight she originally Just to be a bystander.

Bo Ling slowly looked around at everything in front of him. In this light show where there were faint human voices and women's soft laughter from time to time, there were bright and moving young faces everywhere.

They gathered together in twos and threes to talk, walked slowly in the corridors and gardens, and spoke warmly and courteously when they met each other.

Pairs of eyes are springing slightly, waist is slender and walking is light, every frown and smile is full of the delicacy of a noble girl.

Bai Ling felt a little nervous in his heart—there are some girls here who don't look much older than her, at most fourteen or five years old?

And Emperor Jianxi, an old man in his late [-]s...

The image of "a tree of pear blossoms crushing begonias" appeared in Bai Ling's mind uncontrollably, which gave her a chill.She withdrew her gaze, put her arms around her arms and gently rubbed the goose bumps on her arms, turned her head to avoid Yingying Yanyan in front of her, and looked to the distance on the other side of the corridor.

On the shore of the small lake in the Imperial Garden stands a stone tablet, on which are written the three big characters "Chunming Lake".

There is probably the boundary of this garden party, because beyond that there are no more lanterns, no more flowers, it is a boundless dark palace.

With the help of the slightly swaying waves, Bo Ling saw a woman in red leaning against the willow tree behind the stele, gently lowering her head and peeling her nails.

Compared with the other enthusiastic crowd here, it seems that a layer of cold enchantment has been opened around her, no one talked to her, and she didn't look up at anyone, just rubbing her fingertips indifferently, As if the world around her had nothing to do with her.

As soon as Bo Ling's eyes fell on her, he felt unable to move away.

This woman dormant in the dark exudes an aura that is different from everyone here.Even though there is no one around her watching, there is still a certain indescribable charm on her body.

This feeling... is like bumping into a bright dahlia unexpectedly in the rainforest.

As if sensing Bo Ling's gaze, the woman suddenly raised her head and looked straight at Bo Ling.

Although Bo Ling was a little surprised, he didn't panic at all.

The woman slowly raised the corners of her lips, smiled slightly at Bo Ling, and even bowed slightly.

Baoyuan came back at this moment, and she called Bo Ling from a distance, and Bo Ling looked back in response.

"I've made it clear. Tonight's garden party is nothing special. It's just an old-fashioned way of guessing and throwing pots. When the empress comes, we'll take her to the table first." Baoyuan explained the matter quickly, "I should be fine for everything else. do you understand?"

"Understood." Bai Ling nodded and said, "That's right...ask Sister Baoyuan about someone."

"Who?"

Bo Ling turned around slightly, and pointed Baoyuan's direction with his eyes, "The woman standing under the willow tree over there, does Sister Baoyuan recognize who it is?"

Baoyuan said "Huh?" and looked up.

Following the direction indicated by Bo Ling's eyes, Bao Yuan's eyes carefully searched several times—the willow tree behind the stele was empty, only the weeping willows that spewed out new buds were swaying slightly on the water surface.

"Huh." Bo Ling also found that the man was gone, she was a little surprised, "It was there just now, a woman in a red dress, and it disappeared in a while."

"Kids, don't look around." Bao Yuan was furious at Bo Ling's words, and glanced at the weeping willow by the lake with some concern.

After confirming again and again that there was no one, Bao Yuan moved her throat, covered Bai Ling's eyes with her hand, and turned her body to her side, "...Don't see something unclean."

(End of this chapter)