imperial psychologist

Chapter 317 Consumption

Lin Jieyu was taken aback by these words, then laughed a few times, and then turned into a series of unstoppable sneers.

"Kill me? Why, just rely on Jia Yuchun's humble life? Do you want to bet? Bo Ling, the emperor won't hurt me at all—"

"I know." Bo Ling replied slowly, "Even the emperor secretly protects you when you are framed by witchcraft in the palace. He really puts your empress at the top of his heart."

"... Now that you know, what are you talking about here?"

"I'm just curious," Bai Ling said with a smile, "If one day, your evil immunity from the emperor is broken, just based on what you have done in the past, ma'am, if you liquidate together, how will you die? "

How are you going to die?
From beginning to end, Berlin did not say what she wanted to do.

No matter how much Lin Jieyu tried to provoke her, she always stood there with a bit of indifference, and those calm eyes made Lin's heart turn upside down.

"No wonder the empress always likes to play with people's hearts."

Bai Ling sighed softly, and she put the hood back on herself. Lin Jieyu could no longer see her eyes clearly, but could see the corners of Bai Ling's mouth slightly raised.

"It's really interesting to see the people in front of me struggling desperately in the dead end... Please do your best this time, Madam, and let me have a good time."

This exhortation, with infinite arrogance and contempt, ignited Lin's last anger in an instant, and she screamed loudly, calling for the jailer on standby on the second floor.

Bo Ling stood still and looked at her for a while, then retreated into the darkness in the corner with a smile.

Countless footsteps rushed down with the swaying lantern flames.

"There she is!! Grab her!! Grab her!!"

"Who? Who's where?"

"Bai Ling! The Si Yao of Chengqian Palace, Bai Ling is there!!" Lin Jieyu pointed at the corner where Bai Ling disappeared just now, and shouted furiously, "Don't let her escape!"

Yuan Zhen followed silently at the end of the crowd, staring at the scene in front of him expressionlessly.

Several jailers carried lanterns and walked quickly towards the direction pointed by Lin Jieyu, but there was no one in the place illuminated by the lights.

"She must have gone there to hide—you go and see over there again!"

More lanterns came down.

Hearing that an outsider had slipped into the dungeon of the Punishment Department, everyone became nervous, but when the fire illuminated all the corners of this floor, everyone's eyes turned back to Lin Jieyu with suspicion.

The third underground floor of the Punishment Division has no exit at all. If someone really sneaks in, they can only escape from the only exit, and that is the one that has been guarded by many jailers, and it is impossible for anyone to escape.

In other words, there are no outsiders here at all.

Yuan Zhen breathed a sigh of relief almost imperceptibly, and his gaze became even more unpredictable than before.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd exclaimed "Grandpa Jia", the corpse lying at Lin Jieyu's feet was finally discovered by everyone, they opened the door and went in to see that Jia Yuchun had already passed away.

Everyone looked at Jin Buyao who had fallen to the ground, and at Lin Jieyu who had retreated to the side of the bed. They froze there for a moment, not knowing what to do.

"What are you doing in a daze?" Yuan Zhen who was standing at the back of the crowd said abruptly, "Report to the emperor immediately!"

Bai Ling, who was still lurking in the dungeon, leaned quietly behind Fourteen, watching the scene in front of him with cold eyes.

She imagined this scene many times.

She thought that the mood after committing evil should be complicated, empty, and even guilt-ridden.

However, no.

Looking at the panicked crowd and Lin Jieyu who was huddled in the corner without saying a word, Bo Ling felt as if countless bubbles were hitting her heart wall, making her feel happy and numb.

This is the excitement of the prologue.

It covers everything.

Above Bo Ling's head, the entire Department of Punishment was boiling.

Yuan Zhen tried to stay inside for a while, and was immediately urged to wait for questioning in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. He remembered Bai Ling's previous sentence "Grandfather is waiting for me here", but if he stayed longer at this time, he might cause trouble. people doubt.

He took one last look at the gloomy dungeon, and finally left with big strides.

Bo Ling lay on Fourteen's back and looked at Yuan Zhenyuan's back, and sighed softly.

"Is it important? Let him go like this." Wei Shishi asked.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter." Bo Ling said softly, "He can figure it out."

It was almost noon when we left Shenwumen.The sun in the sky was extremely strong, even though Bo Ling tried his best to protect the back of Wei Shishi's neck with his sleeves, his skin still had a burn reaction again.

The two of them waited behind a tree shadow, waiting for the ceremonial car that was about to leave the palace through the side door in a while—that was how Bai Ling left the palace today.

The Shenwumen, which was supposed to be crowded with people, was empty at the moment. Bai Ling saw a sudden bloodstain on the ground not far away, and all the roads from Shunzhenmen to Shenwumen were blocked. The scattered incense ash and the overturned wooden table...

It seems that Zheng Shu's side has already made a move.

Things started off more smoothly than she had imagined.

……

Not long after, in the courtyard of Bai's house, Bai Ling changed back into her clothes, and turned back into the little girl who was sitting at home waiting for her father and brother to come home.

That moment of confrontation was more mentally exhausting than she had imagined. In a courtyard alone, Bo Ling leaned back on his chair with some exhaustion.

Her heart was still pounding, the previous scene and the future plan overlapped and played in her mind at the same time, at this moment she didn't want to do anything else, she just wanted to sit quietly in the hall in a daze.

"Berling, we're back!"

Bai Yi's energetic voice came from outside the door, the door was unlocked, and he pushed the door directly into the yard.

But today, there is no smell of food in the courtyard of his own house, and Bo Ling sat alone in the hall of the old house with a tired look.

Bai Yi felt something was wrong almost immediately, he put Bai Shijun's bag away, and ran into the house quickly.

He stretched out his hand to feel the temperature of Boling's forehead, and it felt quite normal... There should be no problem.

"What's wrong?" Bai Yi asked in a low voice.

Bai Ling shook his head, raised his hand and gently pushed Bai Yi away, "I'm just...a little tired, I haven't made lunch yet, why don't you come with Dad—"

Before he finished speaking, Bai Yi grabbed Bai Ling's forearm.

Bo Ling looked at Bai Yi in surprise.

"Your hand..." Bai Yi grabbed Bai Ling's wrist and pushed it in front of her, "Why did it get so dirty, did you dig out the stove at home this morning?"

Bo Ling froze for a moment, only to realize that he hadn't had time to wash his hands yet.

The walls and roof of the Department of Punishment were covered with dust, and all ten of her fingernails were stained black.

Bo Ling withdrew his arm and looked at his gray and black palm again.

She smiled, "It's hard to wash it off now."

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