imperial psychologist

Chapter 243

Zheng Shu looked a little annoyed, "If you are so stubborn, then we won't be able to talk about it."

Bo Ling just smiled, she sighed softly, "Grandma Shu", and then said in a low voice, "I think I am already a good communicator. No matter what others want to say to me or what they want me to do, I will listen first before making a decision. But if the old lady is just trying to control me under the guise of communicating, that's another matter."

"...What do we control you for?" Zheng Shu sneered, "You are the most uncontrolled person in this palace! You still go out to practice horses alone in the middle of the night, do you still want the reputation of your daughter's family!? "

Bo Ling frowned slightly - if Zheng Shu knew that not only was she going to practice horses tonight, but also went to Baihuaya in men's clothing, she would probably be furious by now.

Bo Ling suppressed his smile, the overly rigid Granny Shu in front of him really lacked some sophistry skills.Her logic is always linear, and she neither understands nor listens to anything outside her rules—and to some extent, this exacerbates her rigidity and uninterestingness.

"It's because I'm not obedient enough that the old lady always wants me to submit a certificate, otherwise, why would I be taboo." Bai Ling said softly, "I guess this is a common method for the old lady, but I He's not an easy person to deal with.

"Since we all hope that the mother will get better soon, I really want to advise, whether it is the old lady or you, we should not kill ourselves in the nest. The old lady should not let the whole world go according to her own will. , at this age, I'm afraid that she will hit a wall and her dreams will be shattered in the future, and then she won't be able to bear it."

Zheng Shu couldn't stand it anymore, she stood up abruptly, "I can't understand a single word of what you said!"

"Grandma Shu actually doesn't need to understand," Bo Ling immediately replied, "We don't need to understand each other, as long as we respect each other."

Zheng Shu took a deep look at Bai Ling, "Respect? What position do you put yourself in? Do you want the old lady to respect you?"

Bai Ling pursed her lips, with a little regret in her eyes. Looking at Zheng Shu's leaving back, she suddenly called out, "Grandma Shu."

Zheng Shu stopped, turned around and said, "What?"

Bai Ling bowed slightly, "As the saying goes, there are only three things. This is the second time I have discussed this topic with Granny Shu. If there is a next time, I may really do something to let the old lady see me I've made up my mind...don't say it's unexpected."

Zheng Shu choked there, snorted coldly and walked away.

After Zheng Shu left, the entire East Side Hall became quiet again.

Thinking that Qinglian and the others had been transferred to serve in the main hall since yesterday, Bai Ling felt a little sad again.

For the two girls, Qinglian and Chulan, this may be the closest they have come to power in their lives, right?The two sisters are probably still feeling happy now, but how would they know that this is just a trap to deceive people's ears.

After the last letter sending turmoil, she had almost confirmed that Rouge had a good relationship with Chuxiu Palace, but what would she do with Qinglian and Chulan, two children who were involved inexplicably?
……

Early the next morning, Bai Ling got up as usual and headed towards the Compassion Palace.

The monthly trip to the Palace of Compassion and Tranquility, Bo Ling has never hated it - because this job is not tiring at all.

Every time before when Bai Yi or others said that she healed the queen mother's heart disease, she had to correct her, she was not "healing".

In fact she really didn't.

When she walked into this huge palace courtyard under the escort of Fourteen, no one looked up.Today, the Palace of Compassion and Ning is still so quiet that it is scary. The eunuch whose tongue has been cut off is tending flowers and plants and cleaning fallen leaves in the front yard.

Bai Ling went straight through the courtyard in the middle, and quietly stepped into the gate of the Palace of Compassion and Peace.

She brought a small bag of new tea from Concubine Qu today—it was sent by Concubine Ning earlier, and Bo Ling stayed by her side, waiting to drink with the Queen Mother today.

The maid who had been guarding the door saw Bai Ling's figure, and gently pulled the bell next to her. The clear bell sounded in the corridor, and Bai Ling heard a very light footstep coming from the room. And making final preparations.

No one in the room spoke, and Bo Ling couldn't see each of their faces clearly. The maids serving here were the same as the eunuchs outside. Everyone wore silver masks, and everyone's body shape was similar. Everyone wears exactly the same clothes, and it's hard to tell who is who.

All eunuchs are called "Wang Rang", and all court ladies are called "Xuanji".

The door of the back room opened, and Bo Ling could already smell the scent of tea. The elderly queen mother was wearing a pear-white gown and combing a girl's hair bun, waiting there quietly—because she had waited too long, she had already started to sleep. Dozed off.

Without waiting for Bo Ling's order, the maids in the house had already consciously lined up in two teams on the left and right, and filed out from both sides of Bo Ling.Bo Ling walked forward slowly, and knelt down in front of the low tea table in front of the Queen Mother.

The water in the stove on the side has begun to boil slightly.

Hearing the sound of water, Bo Ling reached out and lifted the cover as if it was time.

Seeing that the queen mother hadn't woken up yet, she stared at the tea pot on the side instead—she had watched the queen mother do the steps of boiling water many times.As soon as the water is added to the tea pot, boil it over high heat until there is a slight sound, then remove the lid so that you can observe the tenderness of the water.When the bubbles in the water are the size of crab eyes and the water surface raises microwaves, it is the most appropriate time to make tea.

Bai Ling didn't believe this before, because she couldn't taste the difference between the so-called old water and tender water at all, and only thought that it was probably just a human sense of ritual at work.

At the insistence of the queen mother, she designed a double-blind experiment, prepared four bowls of tea brewed with old water and tender water, and let the queen taste it later to judge which bowl was boiled with what kind of water - the queen mother did not know which tea was boiled. After answering, there is no wrong guess.

While Bo Ling was surprised by this, it also brought a bit of awe to the knowledge of tea making.

The edge of the water in the tea pot was like a gushing spring, and Bo Ling moved the water away from the stove. The sound caused by this action finally made the Queen Mother slightly open her eyes.

"You're here." The queen mother smiled a little, watching Bo Ling's movements, "Don't worry about this pot of water, it's already burnt."

"I'm staring at it." Bo Ling said softly, "The sound of the water is boiling at the moment, it should be..."

"But I haven't had time to sift the tea leaves yet."

Although her voice was old, her tone was full of playfulness only for girls.

The movements of Bo Ling's hands froze slightly, "... Ah, will this difference also affect the taste of the tea?"

"Of course." The Queen Mother raised her eyebrows lightly, "You help me... Aijia, go and pour this pot of water."

"okay."

Bo Ling carefully picked up two pieces of wet cotton cloth, covered the edge of the chacho, and walked out with it.

Bo Ling doesn't know how old the queen mother is this year, but judging from Emperor Jianxi's age of 65, she has at least passed her octogenarian age.

But from the night when Bai Ling met the Queen Mother for the first time, she didn't feel even the slightest aura belonging to the old man in this old man.

Although her movements are slow, her steps are faltering, and her body has inevitably become dull due to aging, her expression and voice are like stuffing a soul in her 20s into a body in her 80s. So much so that Bo Ling once thought that the queen mother was also a fallen person who traveled from somewhere.

But after getting along for a long time, she gave up her idea.

"This tea is very good," the Queen Mother looked at her curiously after sniffing the tea leaves brought by Bo Ling, "Where did you get it?"

"Several ladies in the palace got new ones, so I brought some here by the way."

"It will be my birthday in half a month." The queen mother smiled and looked at Bai Ling, "I will take this as a congratulatory gift from you."

　Thank you for the monthly ticket of Shuixiufanhua~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)