imperial psychologist

Chapter 355 I'm Sure
"You...you are so deceitful!!"

The Taoist at the side was so angry that his teeth itch, and he wished he could immediately draw his sword and chop off this domineering Bai Siyao.

Yining blocked the Taoist beside her, she replied coldly, "... yes."

The soldiers retreated.

Bo Ling helped Bai Yi to walk into the gate of the camp, Zheng Mi ordered people to carry Yikang's stretcher into the tent, and everyone got busy.

The two brothers and sisters walked to a place not far from the tent and sat directly on a few logs that had fallen to the ground.

"Let me see your arm." Bai Yi whispered.

"It's fine……"

Bai Yi still insisted, "Let me see."

Bo Ling couldn't help but stretch out his hand.

By the light of the fire not far away, Bai Yi saw that there were indeed many scratches and redness on Bai Ling's hands.

Bai Ling explained softly, "I'm pretty good, the prince has more injuries...so he's still being held in the tent to disinfect his wounds."

Bai Yi showed an unbelievable expression.

He digested Berlin's words.

"So...you beat His Royal Highness?"

"What are you thinking about?" Bo Ling knocked on Bai Yi's forehead, "My son and I saw Shen Jichuan having a panic attack tonight."

Bai Yi was stunned for a moment, "...what happened?"

"Panic attack." Bai Ling pulled down his sleeves and whispered, "When you fired the firecrackers over there, we also heard it here. Prince Gong returned to the palace to return to his command, and there were only the three of us in the camp. Personally, luckily Chen Yicong came to his senses and took a chair to block it for me..."

Bai Yi was thoughtful.

General Shen is afraid of firecrackers?
"Otherwise I might be lying on a stretcher right now," Bo Ling sighed, "talking to you."

"What..." Bai Yi stood up immediately, he looked towards the tent not far away, "I'll go and see him—"

"Don't go." Bai Ling grabbed Bai Yi's sleeve, "He doesn't seem to want others to see him in a mess, so wait a little longer until the doctor inside comes out."

Bai Yi stood where he was.

He suddenly realized that Chen Yicong in the camp, like Yikang, was in the second year of middle school.

Bai Yi sighed, he turned his head and looked at Bai Ling who was still sitting on the log.

"Okay, let's not talk about your son, let's talk about your affairs." Bai Yi put his hands on his hips, "You seem to have made another big news tonight?"

Bo Ling propped his face with one hand, showing an intriguing smile, "Each each other?"

Both of them smiled.

"So what's going on with this refugee camp?" Bai Yi asked, "Why do the soldiers here suddenly obey your orders?"

"That's a long story..." Bo Ling blinked, "Where should I start?"

What happened in the refugee camps today may never be recorded in the annals of history.

However, for Bai Ling, Chen Yicong, and even Prince Gong, it was nothing less than a stormy sea.

As Bai Ling and Zheng Mi had previously guessed—this camp accommodated more than a thousand refugees, and the final fate was direct execution.

The current situation is too sensitive, the undercurrent among the refugees is turbulent, and it coincides with such a dangerous astrology.

The queen mother died, the emperor lost his father... Emperor Jianxi seems to have made up his mind to let Shen Jichuan directly crush all potential sparks.

It is better to kill three thousand by mistake than to condone one.

When Zheng Mi brought the news to Prince Gong, he immediately sent someone to the cabinet to hear Sun Beiji and Zhang Shouzhong to discuss countermeasures.

Just this one move instantly filled Bo Ling's affection for Prince Gong.

Although the prince seemed to be a bit out of his wits, among all the grown-up nobles in Da Zhou, he was almost the only one who would immediately worry about the lives of civilians.

Although, after Zhang Shouzhong pointed out that there might be a risk of causing Emperor Jianxi's displeasure, Prince Gong almost immediately became hesitant and began to cast aside responsibility, but under the persuasion of Sun, Zhang, and Shizi, he Still taking advantage of the twilight, he set off to enter the palace.

He brought with him a promise from Boling——as long as the next day dawns, Boling will have a way to find the spies of those golden men from among more than a thousand people.

At this moment, Sun Beiji and Zhang Shouzhong didn't even have time to eat dinner, so they went to the cabinet to watch the night together - so that if something happened in the palace, they could react in time.

After that, Prince Gong did not come back, but Yuan Zhen sent a confidential letter from Emperor Jianxi.

Along with the secret letter, there is still half of the left guard battalion.

From now until [-]:[-] p.m. tomorrow, the troops in the camp, including the Zuowei Battalion, will be at the disposal of Bai Ling. However, if Bai Ling fails to fulfill her promise after [-]:[-] p.m. Burling's head returned to life.

Of course, Shen Jichuan would also directly reap the lives of all the refugees suspected of being spies in the camp at that time.

Hearing this, Bai Yi took a breath, "You are also very courageous..."

For a moment, Bo Ling felt that this sentence was a bit familiar, as if someone had said this to him before.

"Don't worry, I'm [-]% to [-]% sure." Bo Ling said softly, "You don't have to wait for the [-]:[-] noon, just wait for tomorrow's dawn, and you'll be fine."

Under the moonlight not far away, a mother hugged her little child and gently coaxed her outside the tent. The torches outside the tent stretched her figure to a long distance. She stopped and walked, humming out of tune songs .

"It's like this before the war..." Bai Ling looked at the young mother not far away, and murmured softly, "When the war breaks out, how will we live?"

……

Zheng Mi got tonight's statement from Yikang.

All of a sudden, all the things that happened in the past were connected together, and all the mysteries also had answers.

It's just the malice behind it that made Zheng Mi terrified.

At this moment, can he say that those victims who died in the yamen finally deserved to die?
But if the person being attacked was himself, what choice would he make at that moment?
Zheng Mi was not sure.

At this time, news came from the yamen that all the refugees in the tower in the south of the city had been arrested—most of them died of poisoning immediately, and only one young man was alive.

It was almost time for him to go back with Yikang's confession for the final interrogation.

Before leaving, he bowed down to the young Yikang in awe, "The princess is righteous."

Yikang shook her head—this kind of praise that suddenly rose to the level of personality made her a little uncomfortable.Compared with the so-called great words such as righteousness and great kindness, she seems to prefer being unruly and willful.

Zheng Mi turned to Princess Yining again—even though Bo Ling showed no mercy to her tonight, he still had to save face.He sent someone to set up a small tent just now, and tonight Yining can take Yikang to rest alone in that small tent.

Yining didn't thank you, but just nodded coldly.

After Zheng Mi left, the tent became quiet again. In the silence, Yikang suddenly felt a little bit of anticipation.

She glanced several times at her sister who was sitting not far away.

Whether it was Bai Yi or Zheng Mi tonight, they all praised her behavior without hesitation.

So... how about my sister who is always strict...?
"Fuchen." Yining suddenly called out.

The Taoist who kicked Bai Yi in the morning opened the curtain and walked in.

"You take Yikang," Yi Ning stood up, her voice was indifferent, "It's late, let's rest first."

After finishing speaking, Yining stepped out of the tent without looking back.

(End of this chapter)