imperial psychologist

Chapter 272 Rescue
From the Department of Punishment to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, there is a long journey.

Bai Ling stayed at Chen Yicong's side several times to watch, perhaps because she was relatively close, she could even hear Shizi's nervous breathing.

"Did the prince enter the palace specially for my business tonight?" Bai Ling asked softly.

"...Mmm." Shizi nodded, he noticed Bai Ling's gaze, and couldn't help but clenched the umbrella in his hand even tighter.

Even with only a little bit of dim lighting, Burling still captured many details that he hadn't noticed before.

The young man's reddish cheeks, his knuckles turned white from excessive force, deliberately dodged but couldn't help but look at him...

What all this means, the 11-year-old Bo Ling may not yet understand, but now Bo Ling sees it clearly.

She couldn't hide the surprise in her heart - when did this happen?
Now think about his panicked and abnormal words and deeds when Donglin Temple saw Shizi last time... Bo Ling suddenly realized.

this little guy...

This little guy is...

After realizing it, Bai Ling suddenly lowered her head and laughed—she couldn't explain why she was laughing, but she just felt that things were absurd and unexpected.

"What's wrong?" Shizi looked over with some concern.

Bo Ling raised his head and found that the umbrella above his head was tilted to his side again. Chen Yicong didn't realize that half of his shoulder was drenched in the rain, and she was suddenly very moved.

After careful calculation, this is not the first time this child has shot for herself. She had received an arrow from the prince earlier that night in Yinfeng Garden.

Bo Ling reached out and grabbed the handle of the umbrella, and said softly, "I'll do it."

"How good is this—"

"Let me do it." Bo Ling said with a smile, increasing the strength in his hand.

Chen Yicong had no choice but to let go of his hand, allowing Bai Ling to hold the umbrella, and re-hold it between the two of them.

"Did His Majesty blame you?" Bo Ling asked.

Shizi shook his head.

"What about the lord?"

"I haven't had time to tell my father yet," the prince replied, "Anyway, if you talk about it, it's just a matter of being beaten. You don't have to worry about it."

Bo Ling sighed softly, and originally wanted to persuade him not to be so impulsive after a sentence, but the words turned into a sentence, "Thank you."

The corners of Chen Yicong's mouth raised uncontrollably, he turned his head to look elsewhere, and said lightly, "It's okay."

……

When Bo Ling and Chen Yicong arrived at the Hall of Mental Cultivation together, they walked through the long corridor lit with red candles together, and Bo Ling saw Huang Chongde waiting there at the end with a serious expression.

Bai Ling lowered his eyes slightly, and called out in a low voice that only he and Chen Yicong could hear, "Master?"

"Ok?"

"I will answer in front of the hall in a while, can you promise me that no matter what I say, you will not expose it, okay?"

Chen Yicong's eyes also became quiet, "...What do you want to say?"

Bo Ling didn't speak, but looked at him with a mixture of pleading and smiling eyes.

Huang Chongde was getting closer and closer to them, Shizi frowned, and replied in a low voice, "Okay."

It wasn't until he actually entered the main hall that Bo Ling realized how much trouble this night had caused.

The gauze curtains on the roof have been rolled up, and Emperor Jianxi has changed into the clothes he will wear in the morning, sitting on the roof and closing his eyes to rest his mind—and on his left, Prince Gong and Princess Wang also arrived. When Shizi came in, they instinctively wanted to get up, but immediately realized that it was rude, so they had to sit back.

The lights in the main hall were much brighter than the outside, and Bai Ling could see that Chen Yicong was completely wet at this time—while Prince Gong and Princess Wang looked like they had changed into dry clothes, but their temples were wet. The hair was still wet and stuck to the forehead.

Of all the people who came in from the outside, it seemed that I was the only one who didn't get much rain.

"Your Majesty," Bai Ling whispered, pointing to the clothes on the tray beside the desk, "Would you like to change first? Don't catch a cold..."

Qiu Shi looked helpless, and just about to say "Don't persuade Bai Siyao, the clothes are left there because the prince doesn't want to change them", when the prince nodded quietly—Chen Yicong turned around, took the clothes and went Go to the inner room of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

"Hey..." Qiu Shi scratched his head, and immediately heard Emperor Jianxi on the throne humming softly.

Bai Ling knelt down at this time, "Sinful minister Bai Ling, kowtow to the emperor, prince, and concubine. Long live the emperor, and a thousand years for the prince and concubine."

Prince Gong and Princess Wang looked at the girl in front of them, each with mixed feelings.

Prince Gong only heard Zhang and Sun chatting about the drug clerk on the front foot, and his son rushed into the wind and rain just because of this girl.For a moment, he didn't know what to do.Prince Gong kept looking at Emperor Jianxi from the corner of his eye. After thinking about it, he decided to wait and see for a while to see what his father's attitude was like before making any plans.

The queen's side is even more complicated.She only felt that her heart was mixed with fear and worry, and she felt a bit or two of peace of mind.

Needless to say, he was shocked and worried, but what was reassuring was that the one the son had been ignoring these days was Bo Ling—it was better than the pretty monk he liked in Donglin Temple.

Emperor Jianxi still sat there with his eyes closed and said nothing.

Standing behind Bai Ling, Huang Chongde said softly, "Tell me what's going on."

"Everything is due to the criminal minister's momentary confusion..." Bo Ling said in a low voice, "I originally wanted to leave myself a few more retreats in the future, and deliberately made friends with the son, Master Zeng, Lord Li and Zhang Shangshu's sons. It is expected that the son cherishes his talents, and when he learned that I was in trouble tonight, he even came to rescue and beg for mercy regardless of his own safety. Even causing such a big disturbance, I have committed a serious crime."

Hearing Bo Ling's words, Emperor Jianxi on the throne opened his eyes involuntarily.

Chen Yicong also heard it from inside, he looked back in the direction of the sound inexplicably—what was she talking about?What does she want to do?
Huang Chongde said softly, "How do you always cling to it?"

Bai Ling looked at the floor in front of him, "...At first, I did meet the prince by chance in the imperial garden, but I soon became suspicious of the prince's identity, and later found out that he is not a guard.

"The minister pretended not to know the identity of the prince, and became friends with the prince. The prince is kind, and he knew that the young master and the others wanted to come to the minister on the night of the Anhu Flower Appreciation Party, so he told me all this in advance."

Over there, Emperor Jianxi frowned slightly, and here Huang Chongde said, "Why do Master Zeng and the others bother you?"

"Because they think that the minister must have used some sorcery on the imperial concubine." Bai Ling said softly, "They are worried that letting me run amok in the palace will damage your majesty's dragon body."

Prince Gong heaved a sigh of relief - it was Bai Lingyuan's return.

You know, Zeng Jiuyan didn't punish her because she was worried about the imperial concubine. On the contrary, it was precisely because the imperial concubine seemed to be getting better and better day by day, which made the Song family's tail become higher and higher. Check it out.

Everything that followed was told truthfully by Berlin.

How did she dismiss the servant that night, how did she approach Zeng Jiuyan alone, how did she directly avoid the danger through Zeng Jiuyan, and how did she get a favor with the young master by the way...

Prince Gong's heart was full of displeasure when he heard that, he only felt that Zhang Shouzhong and the others were really blind to think that the girl in front of them was a talent they could win over.He glanced carefully at Emperor Jianxi—the emperor was staring at Bo Ling intently, with an unpredictable expression.

Just when Prince Gong was undecided about how to express his position, he suddenly heard Zhen Shi who was sitting beside him laugh very lightly.

　Thank you rquall for your daily reward~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)