imperial psychologist

Chapter 384
"The Flying Tiger Camp in Shenjichuan was transferred from the capital this morning, and went to Qinzhou. The return date is unknown," Wei Shishi said, "Did you know?"

Bo Ling froze for a moment, "Shen Jichuan is gone?"

Wei Shishi nodded, "I only found out this afternoon."

"Who gave the order?" Bai Ling frowned, "Or...the golden man has already called?"

"No, it's just to exchange combat experience." Wei Shisi said softly, "The transfer order was issued by the emperor himself during Song Bozong's recital last night.

"Besides, I went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation just now." Wei Shishi looked behind him, then leaned over and whispered in Bai Ling's ear, "Your Majesty probably won't make it through tonight."

Burling's eyes widened.

Wei Shishi told some details about what he saw at several city gates in the afternoon, and Bai Ling listened quietly, and she stood there for a long time.

This palace road has always been silent, except for the whirling green leaves on the branches rustling in the wind.

So weird.

Bo Ling didn't understand other things, but there was one thing she was absolutely sure of.

The emperor would never use an insignificant excuse to transfer Shen Jichuan away from the capital at this time - on the day when she was promoted to the imperial psychologist, Emperor Jianxi said personally that "Shen Jichuan's illness is a major event".

——She has even made a treatment plan for Shen Jichuan today, after all, she already has the oral order of Emperor Jianxi, and this will undoubtedly be the focus of her next work.

"Fourteen," Bo Ling said suddenly, "tonight...we won't be going back."

"What do you want to do."

Bai Ling raised his eyes, "Accompany me to meet someone."

"Who?" Wei Shishi asked.

"It's the man in Qinyuan..." Bai Ling recalled the name of the man in white with some difficulty, "That... Mr. Hengyuan."

——Is this another trick he is playing?

Bai Ling faintly felt that she should be able to find the answer from Mr. Heng Yuan for everything at this moment.

Wei Shishi didn't ask any more questions, but nodded silently.

So Bai Ling turned back to her yard, and she wrote a note, ordering Zhao Qi to send it to the Xichaifang of the Imperial Hospital outside the palace.

On the note, Bo Ling wrote in a general way that he was going to be on duty at night, and added a sentence, if Bai Yi had already left when this note was delivered, then please ask the apprentices in the yard to help send it to Bai's yard.

...not to worry them.

Bo Ling personally sent Zhao Qi out of the door, and after watching him disappear around the corner, he closed the courtyard door.

For some reason, after hearing the news of Shen Jichuan's departure from Beijing, a dangerous premonition emerged in her heart.

The lights of the Forbidden City are gradually lit up at night.

On the stone lampstand, small flickering flames outlined the outline of the entire imperial palace.

Wei Shishi took Bo Ling to avoid all the patrolling teams.

"Who else is in the Hall of Mental Cultivation? Did Fourteen see it?" Bo Ling asked softly on Fourteen's back.

"Besides those eunuchs, there is also Prince Gong." Wei Shisi said softly.

"Has he been in the Hall of Mental Cultivation?"

"I'm not sure about that." Wei Shishi replied, "But it looks like he's going to have a vigil tonight... By the way, the prince is here too."

Bo Ling gave a soft oh-this seems reasonable.

Emperor Jianxi suddenly came to this step... It's really a little bit unexpected.As if all of a sudden, it was time to reshuffle the cards.

The eaves of Qinyuan gradually approached in the night.

In this courtyard that has been heavily locked and besieged, Mr. Heng Yuan is playing chess with himself alone in the courtyard.

At night, no one will be kept in Qinyuan—the palace servants who serve in Qinyuan today have basically received special exhortations, or reprimands.

They really want to serve the master who lives in Qinyuan, but they can't make Mr. Hengyuan live too well and comfortably.

The palace people didn't know where to grasp this speed before, but now they have roughly understood it.

For example, the palace will not shorten his three meals a day, but they will never let him eat well either;
Every summer and winter, the Ministry of Internal Affairs will still buy him new clothes, but the tailoring will never fit, and no expensive fabrics will be used;

Every day, when the sun rises, they open the layers of heavy locks, come in to get Mr. Hengyuan's old clothes, clean up and clean his yard, and put a few bags of medicinal materials that the Tai Hospital catches every day in the After boiling it in the yard, watch Mr. Hengyuan drink it.

When the sun went down, no one was on watch for him, everyone had to leave, and Mr. Hengyuan was alone in this yard—without leaving a single lamp.

No lights, no incense, no stove, no ice bowl...

The only kindness is probably only the thin chessboard in front of him at the moment, and the two boxes of black and white chess pieces that have been damaged.

Everything here is no different from a cage, except that a yard is reserved for him to let the wind out from time to time.

The palace walls of Qinyuan are already covered with ivy, and in the summer evening wind, this area is particularly prone to flying insects.Except for the few wild cats treated kindly by Yuan Zhen, almost no one wants to stay in this place.

And Mr. Hengyuan grew up in such a place, from a child to a teenager, and from a teenager to a young man.

He sent off his father and mother alone, and then took over the gift from his parents and developed it to a scale it never had before.

When Wei Shishi landed in a corner of the yard with Bo Ling on his back, Mr. Heng Yuan paused for a moment in holding his hand—he guessed that Bo Ling would probably come today.

Sure enough, it came—and it came earlier than he expected.

The chess piece fell down with a slight crisp sound.

Bo Ling glanced at the dilapidated courtyard - it was only separated from Yuan Zhen's cattery by a wall, but the cattery was guarded day and night.

Unlike here, it always seems to be a barren scene.

"Han Chong... isn't there?" Bai Ling said straight away.

"After all, he has his own job." Mr. Hengyuan didn't even look up, his eyes were still staring at the chessboard in front of him, "he can't be like an ordinary secret guard, guarding my side day and night."

Bo Ling approached slowly——behind her, Wei Shishi put his hands on the Hidden Knife, always on guard against danger that might appear from every corner.

Burling looked around.

"Are you alone here?"

"...Isn't there still Bai Siyao and Master Wei?" Mr. Heng Yuan finally raised his eyes, and there was always a faint smile in his eyes, "Bo Siyao came to see me today, what's the matter?"

"The last time I met Mr. Hengyuan, I interrupted some words before I finished..." Bai Ling sat on the ground at the other end of the chessboard, her eyes swept over the games on the chessboard, and said in a low voice, "So today, I took the initiative to ask for advice from Mr. Hengyuan."

The corner of Hengyuan-Jun's mouth was raised slightly, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly coughed a few times, and his bloodless face turned paler.

"That drug may as well make it clearer." He reached for the nearby teapot and poured himself a cup of cool water. "You want to ask... what can I do?"

(End of this chapter)