imperial psychologist

Chapter 209 Late Night Hot Soup
Bo Ling fell asleep until midnight, but still felt very sleepy when he woke up.

In the past few days, Concubine Qu's mindfulness training has gradually found some feeling, and she no longer needs some guidance every day like some time ago.It just so happened that the Anhu Flower Appreciation Club was on a three-day break, so Qu simply adjusted the time of the mindfulness class to once every three to four days, so that the time could fit right in between the two consultations.

She supported her forehead and stared at the zenith in a daze. Although she could indeed continue to sleep until tomorrow, the feeling of hunger slightly dispelled her drowsiness. After hesitating for a moment, Bai Ling decided to get up and find something to eat first. .

Baoyuan rarely went back to the East Side Hall to rest tonight, and just happened to bring an empty bowl that was about to be washed into the room when Bai Ling woke up.

"Did Sister Baoyuan feed the cat again?" Bo Ling asked sleepily.

"Yeah, I haven't been there for a while," Bao Yuan said, "Aren't you surprised? I don't know where these cats usually find food. Even if they haven't been fed for a few days, they still feel oily and slippery." ...I saw a few futons made of bamboo near Qinyuan tonight, they all looked new, I don’t know where these cats came from, they are more enjoyable than people.”

Bo Ling rubbed his eyes and smiled, which is of course not surprising... because there are always people who feed cats in the palace, but Bao Yuan only has time to go out at night, so he has never met them.

Bo Ling got up and put on his coat, poured some water directly from the kettle into the palm of his hand, and then slapped it on his face. The cold water woke him up instantly.

"Hey!" Baoyuan immediately let out a disgusted voice, "You're so lazy, if you want to rub your face, call someone to get some hot water..."

Just as Bai Ling was about to answer "Don't bother", Baoyuan had already put on her shoes and went out to call for someone to bring a basin of warm water. By the way, she also ordered a bowl of noodles for her—and specifically asked for a small bowl.

"A big bowl?" Bo Ling added with some uncertainty, "I haven't eaten for almost a day."

"Now that you're eating a big bowl of noodles, are you still going to sleep at night?" Bao Yuan frowned and said, "You're still the daughter of the imperial physician's family, so you don't know if you eat too much before going to bed and you tend to accumulate food?"

"...but I'm still growing."

Bao Yuan glared at Bai Ling lightly, and said in an irrefutable tone, "Listen to me."

Bai Ling sighed, she stretched herself, and gently moved her shoulders on the space between the bed and the table to move her body. Seeing Bao Yuan like this, she could only reply, "Okay, listen to Bao Yuan's words." Sister's."

After a while, the servants came in with hot water, and Bai Ling quickly stepped forward to take the basin, and re-washed herself very consciously—if she continued to delay at this time, Bao Yuan would probably directly Get a towel and come over and rub her face...

However, warm water is indeed much more comfortable than cold water.

"Your Majesty has asked Granny Shu to send someone to deliver the post in the afternoon." Baoyuan took off his coat at the side and hung the bedding on the hanger not far from the bed, "Grandma Shu asked me to bring you news. You can go up the mountain before Sishi, but the roads up the mountain have been closed for the past few months, so you can only go up on foot. Although the mountain has gradually become hot these days, the mountain is still cold. You should bring more clothes. So as not to catch a cold..."

Bo Ling couldn't help but sigh, "It's so fast."

"Didn't you say the sooner the better this afternoon?" Baoyuan glanced at Bai Ling, "Grandma Shu and I have actually wanted to check this person's background for a long time, but the empress, the old lady, and the concubine Ning are all I'm not interested, so I say let her make trouble, let her make trouble, and finally I will pay for it... It's been so long, I really don't see where the sky is. If it wasn't for the empress wanting to bring the little prince back this time, she would I don't know how long I'll have to endure it."

"Maybe I think it's demeaning to fight against such a rootless and humble person," Bo Ling echoed, "I guess that's what Concubine Ning and the old lady think."

"So what if I lost my identity, if I knew that someone in the palace was the one who revealed the clothes that the empress was going to wear at the last garden party, I would be the first to go up and tear her mouth!" Baoyuan said angrily. , "The same is true of this vixen, who has been pestering us since entering the palace, sticking to us for everything, and our empress is also the master who stretches her hand not to hit the smiling face. Let this shameless person come over to pretend to be familiar."

"Hey," Bo Ling was a little surprised, "Did she often come to Chengqian Palace before?"

"Yes," Baoyuan said with a frown, "You came late, the empress was in a bad mood when she was pregnant, she declined all visits, and no one in the palace saw anyone except the emperor and empress Ning, so it was pure down."

Bo Ling was silent for a while thoughtfully, "... No wonder I always hear her call 'Sister Qu' and 'Sister Qu'."

"Bah!" Baoyuan spit lightly, "Call our mother and sister, she deserves it too!"

There was another knock on the door outside, and Bo Ling went to open the door again, and this time they brought small wontons in chicken soup.

"Today's noodles are all eaten in the small kitchen, so the chefs used the leftover dough to wrap a few wontons..." The visitor lowered his head and said timidly, "I think the servants are still waiting for the medicine department to return the food." If you are hungry, tell them to do it first, and if Si Yao doesn’t like it, the servants will go to the imperial dining room again..."

"No need, wontons are pretty good too." Bo Ling took the tray, "Go on, thank you."

Bao Yuan had to get up early tomorrow morning, so she fell asleep quickly, and the sound of her even breathing came from behind, making this too quiet night a little more popular.

In the middle of the night, Bo Ling was sitting at the table with a bowl in his hand, and there was a story book in front of him that he hadn't read before. The dozen or so wontons were quickly eaten up, but the soup was still very delicious. The clear soup of the skin, while tasting it, flipped through the book.

Listening to the subtle sounds of this silent night, Bo Ling suddenly remembered a description by Murakami Ryu. He once said that delicious soup is terrible.

"I thought about him for a long time. But when I got home, I drank the soup made by my mother. The soup was so warm and delicious. It made me forget my friend, his pain, his troubles... I forgot everything and just drank my soup."

Bo Ling thought about this passage, held the bowl, and forgot to drink the soup.

She looked at the slightly dancing flames in the candles on the table, and at this moment, she suddenly felt that the fatigue and hostility all over her body dissipated.Although when tomorrow comes, she will still be the pharmacist of Chengqian Palace, and she will show smiling faces and cold eyes to many people, but those have nothing to do with this night.Perhaps this is the joyful nature of staying up late. Many people can only be themselves when they are alone late at night. Regardless of ancient or modern times, all people who carry shackles are the same.

This thought made Bo Ling couldn't help laughing for a moment, and after laughing, she secretly thought that when she saw Bai Yi the day after tomorrow, she would tell him about this wonderful idea.

　Thank you Yuqiu, the monthly pass for Light Green and Tian Ruo Ren ~

　　Thank you Linglan yeh for your reward~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)