imperial psychologist

Chapter 175

Although he vaguely felt that Bai Ling seemed to be a little bit irrational, Baoyuan couldn't refute anything for a while.

She thought for a while, then shook her head and said, "If all the women in the world think like you, wouldn't they be unable to marry? I have seen your thoughts in the story books, and I took this idea as the truth. Yes, you are the first beside me."

Bai Ling is also helpless, she understands that Baoyuan can't convince herself, and she can't persuade Baoyuan either.

Between her and Baoyuan, what is so far apart is not only the requirements for her future husband-in-law?
Baoyuan couldn't see this gap, but she could see it, but she couldn't fill it—how could the concept changes over thousands of years be overturned by a conversation overnight.

"These things... Even if you think about it, it doesn't matter." Bai Ling spread his hands and laughed, "In the past few years, there have been people who have come to say that they want to get married, but unfortunately they can't even pass the test of my father and brother. , let alone satisfy me..."

"Your Majesty," Bao Yuan could only look at Qu Shi, "Look at Bai Ling, who has been raised so stubborn at such a young age, what will we do in the future?"

Qu Shi had been listening silently by the side and did not speak. At this time, Bao Yuan suddenly brought the topic to him. She smiled first, then raised her eyebrows and glanced at the two of them, and asked Bo Ling, "...Who taught these principles? For you?"

Bo Ling didn't hesitate, and simply said, "Well, most of them are my brother, and I am greatly influenced by him."

Qu supported his forehead, and after a long time, he smiled and said, "Then, I don't want to inquire about Bai Yi's marriage..."

Baoyuan shook her head, sighing that this pair of brothers and sisters is really worrying.

Burling just smiled—

Bai Yi probably never imagined that he was lucky enough to avoid a sudden disaster that night.

……

Late at night, when Bo Ling returned to her room alone from the main hall, she found that Qinglian was still waiting in the east side hall.

The young girl held the periodic table of elements written silently in the afternoon in her arms, and sat on the chair, nodding and dozing off, waiting for Berlin to come back to review.

It was only then that Bai Ling remembered that she had asked her to stay here to memorize the "scriptures" before going out early in the morning, and she couldn't help but knocked on her head.

"Qinglian." Bai Ling stepped forward quickly and patted her shoulder lightly, "I'm back."

In the dimly lit room, Qinglian woke up with a jolt, and the paper she held in her arms was scattered.

She opened her eyes and stood up abruptly when she saw Bo Ling, "Bo Siyao is back."

"It's okay, you sit down."

Bo Ling pressed her shoulders, turned around to get the teapot and cups, and poured Qinglian a cup of cool water.Qinglian didn't refuse, she took the cup offered by Bo Ling and drank it down in one gulp.

"Have you been reciting scriptures here today?" Bo Ling asked softly.

"Yeah!" Qinglian nodded, "I've finished memorizing it all!"

Bai Ling originally wanted to ask her if she had eaten today, but seeing the gleam in Qinglian's eyes at the moment, she thought about it, and said calmly, "Then you can recite it now."

Hearing this, Qinglian quickly put down the water glass and stood up, with her hands behind her back, like a primary school student reciting a text in front of the teacher. Although there are some parts in the middle that are not proficient enough, there are no mistakes or omissions. of.

Looking at Qinglian, Bo Ling felt that there was something very stubborn behind her clumsiness.

"Not bad." When Qinglian finished reciting the last sentence, Bo Ling nodded, "You did a good job."

Qinglian's eyes were pleasantly surprised, and a somewhat embarrassed smile appeared on her face.

Hearing Bai Ling's comments, she finally let go of her burden temporarily at this moment, but without the support she had before, fatigue seemed to surge to her heart in an instant.

"Since you have finished memorizing today, teach Chulan and Yanzhi tomorrow." Bai Ling said calmly, "Tomorrow night I will check and accept their recitation results."

"...Okay, okay!" Qinglian's slightly pale face showed a little joy—Bai Ling asked her to teach Chulan and Yanzhi.

Does this mean that, here in Berlin, she is looked up to?
"Go and rest, don't make yourself too tired." Bai Ling said softly, "You have a lot of things to do in the future, remember to adjust yourself, don't overdraw."

This exhortation made Qinglian's heart feel hot, so she could only nod her head again and again, and after responding, she walked out the door, suddenly remembered something, and turned around, "By the way... I haven't asked Si Yao yet, what scripture is this? It feels like I’ve never seen it before.”

"...It is the Mendeleev Sutra from the bitterly cold place in the extreme north." Bo Ling was silent for a while before answering solemnly.

"The door... the door..." Qinglian tried to repeat Bai Ling's words with difficulty, "Can Bai Siyao say it again?"

"You don't need to worry about the name of the scriptures." Bai Ling raised his eyes coldly, "You just need to remember to be sincere when you recite the scriptures, and that's enough."

Seeing that Bai Ling seemed a little unhappy again, Qinglian didn't dare to ask any more questions, and closed the door from the outside.

Bo Ling was left alone in the huge room.

She sat quietly on the chair where Qinglian had sat before, and then she relaxed her expression, revealing a tired face.

Baoyuan and Zheng Shu are still on duty in Qu's room tonight - it seems that after returning from Concubine Ning's Xianfu Palace, the two of them spend more and more time in the main hall.

Although the "single room" that Baoyuan promised to herself at first did not come true, but the current situation is actually almost the same as living alone.

Bai Ling lit the lamp on the coffee table and lit the candle on the desk—it was at this moment that she realized that there were eleven more neatly stacked blue-sealed story books on her desk case.

... Fourteen is back.

Even though she knew that she probably wouldn't be able to see where Fourteen was hiding at a glance, she couldn't help but look up at the roof—yes, there was no one there.

"Thank you." Bai Ling said to the void, and she walked up to flip through the brand-new scriptbook, "...Did you search outside all day?"

"Yeah." Fourteen's answer came from the right back, "I came back almost in the evening, and the full book is harder to find than I imagined."

Bo Ling followed the sound and turned his head, only to find that Fourteen was leaning against the rafters in the dark place of the beam, his black robe blending into the dark corner.

"Are you safe in the palace today?" Fourteen looked at Bai Ling and asked softly.

"It's safe." Bo Ling smiled and sat down at the table.

She leaned down and gently flicked the wick of the candle on the table, so that the flame no longer danced as before.

"I met the prince again in the imperial garden in the morning, and I feel that he is very worried..." At this point, Bai Ling seemed to have remembered something, and turned around and asked, "Why did the prince appear in the palace so early? "

"Your Majesty chanted sutras all night last night, and you need the blessings of Prince Gong and His Royal Highness." Wei Shisi replied calmly.

Bo Ling sighed, she stared at the candle and remained silent for a moment, then lowered her head and turned over the script.

"By the way, Fourteen. I should stay in the palace these few days, and I won't go anywhere." Bai Ling said softly, "If you are tired, you can also take a rest."

"Well, I'm resting now." Wei Shisi closed his eyes and said softly.

Bo Ling stopped moving his hands for a while, then lowered his head and smiled, "...Okay."

　Thanks to Li Yu and Tsing Yi Ah D for the monthly pass~
　　Thanks to Zhou Zhou Xiaochui and Misty Miyue for their rewards~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)