imperial psychologist

Chapter 468 Deception
Bo Ling was startled for a moment, and then sneered.

She suddenly felt that everything was absurd.

Bo Ling blinked his eyes, sighed deeply, and then laughed again.

"What are you laughing at?" Chen Yicong asked with a frown.

Bo Ling shook her head, she suddenly felt sad.

Laughing and laughing, tears fell down.

By accident, it has reached today's step.

"You don't understand, you don't understand..." Chen Yicong looked at Bai Ling's crying and laughing face, suddenly a little flustered, and his face became serious, "But it doesn't matter, you can hate me..."

"Don't I understand? I understand. But do I hate you, and I don't hate you." Bai Ling was still smiling, she sighed softly, and wiped away the tears on her face, "People always make all kinds of mistakes. mistakes, some can be corrected, some cannot...

"'What can be corrected is the weakness, what cannot be corrected is the weakness'." Bai Ling suddenly looked at Chen Yicong, "Does the emperor remember the prison experiment I told you about?"

"..." Chen Yicong stood there for a moment without answering.

"No matter how good a person is put into that prison environment, he will also become a thug. This is not the evil of human nature, but the evil of the system." Bai Ling laughed, "You asked me if I want to escape, it's not that I didn't think about it." But, after all, I never expected to be free in this kind of place...

"It's really unfair to you." Bai Ling said softly, "When you are ruling the world, you should take the initiative to let go of what you want... You are not a saint, I understand."

Human nature can't stand the test, can't stand the beating, the most perfect method is always the one that can avoid all the tests.

If I had to say something was wrong, it probably... was that I was preparing to escape, and I was too slow in preparing, right?
Bo Ling's hands under the quilt were tightly held together.

With her nails digging into her palm, she took a deep breath and controlled her expression—but now she must figure out who is standing behind Chen Yicong.

Beside the bed, Chen Yicong was momentarily stunned by Bo Ling's words, and didn't know how to respond.

"Just one thing, Your Majesty, it has nothing to do with whether I want to marry into the emperor's family..." Bai Ling's voice gradually cooled down, "I didn't really want to escape, let alone take pains to make ten Four, help me prepare something."

She looked at Chen Yicong, and said word by word, "I've never - never made - any plan."

Chen Yicong frowned slightly.

"Wei Shishi is my hidden guard. He has saved my life many times." Bai Ling said softly, "Someone wants to fabricate the fact that I want to escape, kill two birds with one stone, trap me, and kill Shisi, I don't know What method did he use to make you, the emperor, so convinced of all this...

"But I hope you don't do this kind of thing that hurts your loved ones and makes your enemies happy."

"...Specifically, let's see the interrogation of Beizhen Fusi." Chen Yicong looked away, and he said softly, "If the result is really as you said, I will not hurt him."

Hearing the words "Beizhen Fusi", Bo Ling almost trembled.

——Caught it, Shisi must have been caught!
She lowered her head and sighed deeply.

"Your Majesty, have you been in the Punishment Department?"

Chen Yicong shook his head.

"I have been in." Bai Ling said softly, "On the night Song Bozong rebelled and Bai Yi took you out of Pingjing, I was taken into the Punishment Division by the rebels... They tortured me and wanted to ask questions from me. your whereabouts."

Bai Ling's gaze became cold.

Chen Yicong couldn't help but hold his breath - he could still vividly remember everything that night.

"They just gave me a symbolic whipping with a salt water whip," she said softly, "and then took half my life—your lord, do you believe that I was loyal to you at that time?"

"I... I believe it."

"...I said everything they asked me to say. Those signatures... I didn't even care about what was written on them, so I pressed my fingerprints."

Bai Ling smiled wryly, "Now you let the people from Beizhen Fusi take Shisi away, how many instruments of torture are there in Zhenfusi's poison prison that can make people turn black and white?

"Since someone is playing the game, they must have a countermeasure. I guess, the confession they have prepared for Wei Shishi has already been written. Bring more evidence...

"Your Majesty, do you want to be their knife? I am the one who has been born and died for you..." Bo Ling pointed to his heart, "You want to be their knife to hurt me?"

For a moment, Chen Yicong suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

"I……"

"I remember that Shisi and Han Chong are almost old enemies," Bo Ling said coldly, "...Is Han Chong the presiding judge for this interrogation?"

Chen Yicong did not answer, but frowned.

"Then that's it." Bai Ling said softly, "...So it was Mr. Hengyuan who asked the emperor to do this, right?"

This time, Chen Yicong did not refute, Chen Yicong stood there quietly, thinking about everything that happened recently.

Bo Ling suddenly understood.

"Don't make decisions in fear and anxiety... Your Majesty." Bai Ling said softly, "You should understand what kind of person I am, right?"

Ripples appeared in Chen Yicong's heart. Looking at Bai Ling in front of him, he suddenly felt that everything had returned to the original moment.

Yes, he should trust Berlin...

He should have trusted Bo Ling even more...

Chen Yicong's throat moved, he looked at the rice porridge nearby, and said softly, "You... have something first?"

"No." Bai Ling glanced at the bowl of porridge, shook her head, and lay down again, whispering, "I won't eat anything until I see Shisi come back safely."

……

In the suburban quarry in Fusi, Beizhen, Wei Shishi fell into the snow, people scattered, and Han Chong approached slowly with steady steps.

After three rounds of firecracker attacks, the former swallow guard fell to the ground in pain.

Although the previous order was to keep alive as much as possible and not to greet the vitals, there was no reason for the violent firecrackers.

Many of the bandages he used to cover his skin have been scattered, and there are countless burn marks all over his body. The projectiles and stone balls sprayed from the firecrackers almost penetrated his right shoulder, left leg and ankle.

Black gunpowder ashes spread all over his body, and blood slowly seeped from all sides under his body.

Compared with these injuries, the burning of the sun seems to have become insignificant at this time...

Han Chong walked up to him, and with a faint smile, he grabbed Wei Shishi's neck with one hand.

This feeling is very strange, as long as he exerts a little force, he can kill Wei Shishi's life on the spot - this fellow sect who used to overwhelm him everywhere, now his life is like an ant, pinched in his own hands.

"If the master is still here, seeing you looking like a bereaved dog..." Han Chong raised his eyebrows blankly, "Does he still think that you are the only one who can inherit his mantle?"

(End of this chapter)