imperial psychologist

Chapter 261 Hate the Emperor
Everyone held their breath and watched Bo Ling's next move intently.

People are waiting for Berlin's "magic", waiting for some unusual actions or instructions.

A method that can make people enter a half-dream and half-awake, so as to tell the truth, no matter what angle you look at, it will have a certain mysterious and mysterious color.

Bai Ling's voice has indeed become different from usual. Her speaking speed is a lot slower and calmer, but every word is bitten very clearly.

"From the moment you close your eyes, all sounds and images from the outside world have nothing to do with you..."

"Pay attention to the sensations of your body, from your toes, insteps, ankles, to calves, knees..." Bo Ling's voice was very slow, and she described the position from bottom to top, until the top of the sky, "...every part of the body Everyone relaxes."

"Watch your breath."

She breathed heavily as a demonstration, and the four of them also took deep breaths.

Things gradually became boring, and Bai Ling didn't stand up from the beginning to the end. It took her a very long time to adjust the breathing rhythm of the four of them.

Behind the screen, Qiu Shiqiang yawned with a sullen face, restraining his sleepiness.

The time for a cup of tea slowly passed, and Bo Ling's voice gradually became slower and deeper.

But what she said kept repeating, the relaxation of every part of the body, the adjustment of breathing...

The people behind the screen couldn't see the expressions of the four palace men, they could only see their bodies move occasionally, and Bo Ling was still whispering those words that sounded specious.

"...From now on, you will only hear my voice, and all other voices will become far, far away. They will not disturb us, but will only help us to immerse ourselves deeper and more harmoniously."

"Every part of your body gradually becomes heavy, and when they sink to a certain point, you can let them go completely, enjoy this feeling of complete relaxation, and you will naturally enter a hypnotic state... "

Bo Ling stared at the four people in front of him.

The depth of hypnosis is generally divided into three types: shallow, medium and deep, and each type is divided into two levels according to its degree, a total of six levels.

From superficial gluey eyelids and body rigidity, to intermediate forgetting numbers, loss of pain, and finally hallucinations, the level of guidance required also varies.

Now the four palace people are about the second level of shallow hypnosis.

If it is a hypnosis teaching class now, the teacher will usually call two students to move two chairs over.At this stage, the hypnotized person's body is stiff. As long as the head and feet are placed on two chairs, they can be suspended in the air like a wooden board without any support in the middle of the body.

After entering the hypnotic state, slight interference from the outside world will not have much impact on the parties.Bo Ling raised his head and looked behind the screen, "Your Majesty, I'm going to start asking questions."

The two palace officials behind the screen who were in charge of recording immediately straightened their backs, ready to record Bai Ling's interrogation at any time.

Emperor Jianxi didn't answer, but he slowly got up from the throne and got down to the ground, and slowly approached the direction of Bai Ling a few steps, without taking his eyes off the four hypnotized palace servants for a moment.

——After hearing the word "Emperor", these four people also sat there motionless, without panic, without fear, and didn't even intend to salute at all.

This is a bit too incredible.

There was no reaction on the faces of the people, but a storm had already been stirred up in their hearts—what did Bo Ling do?
She did nothing at all!

She just sat there, nagging, nagging...

what is this?
Lingling?
Jin Zhi leaned towards Zhang Shenxian unconsciously, and his bloodless face became even paler at this moment - this Bai Ling was really evil.

"Is it okay to talk now?" Ning Bi asked softly behind the screen.

"Okay, but don't make too much noise." Bai Ling said softly, "What do you want to say?"

Concubine Ning narrowed her eyes slightly, "If you ask what you want to ask, I will take a look first."

Bo Ling softly called the maid sitting on the far left by name, and asked her many things in one breath, such as her real name, how old she is this year, where she lives, and when she entered the palace.

The palace servants answered one by one, and the voice was the same as Bo Ling's previous tone, without any ups and downs.

Hearing this, Concubine Ning behind the screen suddenly said, "Tell me, who do you hate and fear the most in Chuxiu Palace?"

No one answered.

Lin Jieyu looked sideways at Concubine Ning, and said with a little annoyance in her voice, "Why does sister ask this?"

"Just ask the name of the family, and no one dares to answer," Ning Concubine said without changing her face. "If you don't ask such a question that no one dares to say on weekdays, how will my sister know whether they are telling the truth now?"

As she said that, Concubine Ning frowned, and looked at the palace servant in front of her with dissatisfaction, "Why didn't they answer?"

Bai Ling looked at the shadow of Emperor Jianxi, "Your Majesty, do you want to ask?"

"Ask." Emperor Jianxi said softly.

Bo Ling repeated Ning Concubine's question, and asked everyone present to speak from the left to the next. The answers of the first three people were exactly the same. People who fear and hate always go back and forth between their immediate superiors and Lin Jieyu

The last person replied directly, "I am most afraid of Lin Jieyu, and most...hate...the Emperor."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's breathing stopped again.

Standing beside him, Qiu Shi couldn't help but glanced at Emperor Jianxi, then took out his handkerchief, and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Emperor Jianxi embraced his arms, slightly closed his eyes, and the eyes between the slits were fierce.

"Ask her why."

Bai Ling looked at the maid in front of him, "Why are you afraid of Lin Jieyu and hate the emperor?"

"...Because every time the emperor comes, the empress will toss us for a long time. She will be beaten and scolded at every turn, and will not be allowed to eat when she is hungry." I'm so happy, because I said something wrong, not only made myself cheap and entered the clothing department, but also brought my younger brother into the palace and was knifed..."

She paused, and then said, "As long as the emperor doesn't come, our life won't be so hard, he's so old—"

"It's ready." Bo Ling interrupted the maid in a low voice, "It's ready."

The room became quiet, except for the expressions of the four palace servants remained the same as before, the rest had their own changes.

Emperor Jianxi flicked his sleeves and turned around, striding back to his seat again, his voice was as cold as ice, "Go ahead and ask!"

Bai Ling lowered her eyes slightly, her expression seemed a little worried, she looked at the maid who had just spoken, and said softly, "You are the first one to meet Bao Yuan tonight, please tell me about the situation at that time first."

(End of this chapter)