imperial psychologist

Chapter 492 Pine Green
Bai Ling and another girl were sitting on the steps in the corner, and the two of them ate the cold steamed buns.

It was almost evening, and the afterglow of the setting sun came from far away, reflecting on the ground with a little bit of water stains, making everything golden, quiet and beautiful.

At night, the lights here will turn on again, and countless people will pass by the ground they wiped clean, and sprinkle wine, vegetable soup or tears here.

At this moment, Bo Ling looked at the steamed bun in his hand.

She didn't know what this thing was made of, how could it be so clenched to such an extent, if she grabbed this steamed bun and smashed it on someone's head, it would probably be able to hit him with staring eyes...

She chewed hard—her stomach hurts a little from hunger.

As long as you can eat it, it doesn't matter what it is exactly.

After a while, the two steamed buns in Bai Ling's hand were all eaten—this was her two meals at noon and night, but it seemed that it was not enough.

She felt the girl beside her touch her with her arm.

Bo Ling turned his head back, his eyes were guarded and vigilant.

The girl was startled by Bo Ling's eyes, her throat moved, she slowly stretched out her hand, and handed over half of the unfinished steamed buns.

"Aren't you full yet?" She asked in a low voice, "If you want..."

Bo Ling had some surprises, "...why give it to me?"

"Oh, because I can't eat." The girl said softly, "And you have done a lot of work today. The two rooms on the east side were supposed to be cleaned by me...but you also finished it."

Bo Ling was taken aback for a moment—he seemed to be thinking about things on his mind all the time today, and didn't pay attention to these details...

She took the half steamed bun from the other side and thanked her softly.

"I should be the one thanking you..." the girl said, "What's your sister's name?"

Bo Ling chewed on the steamed buns, but did not answer.

The girl continued on her own, "My name is Ai Songqing, 'Songqing' from the evergreen pines and cypresses."

The name sounds like a boy, but it sounds pretty nice too.

Bo Ling glanced at her, and asked a little unclearly, "...that Ai Qian yesterday, who are you?"

"Well, she is my eldest sister." Ai Songqing explained in a low voice, "Her father is my uncle, and my father is her second uncle."

"Cousin?" Bo Ling lowered his head and thought for a while, "...then why doesn't she sleep with you on the bed and let you sleep on the floor in the corner of the room."

Ai Songqing's hands were twisted together, and she didn't know how to speak.

"It seems that... they are not sisters, because my mother was originally a housemate, and later the family gave her a name—"

"...Sister-in-law and sister-in-law?" Bai Ling asked.

"Yes, it is."

Ai Songqing nodded again and again, she looked at Bo Ling, her heart beating.

Judging from Bai Ling's skillful housework techniques today, she can somewhat see that Bai Ling is not a lady from a wealthy family.

Maybe their fates are similar... maybe.

So she mustered up the courage and came over to talk.

"How long have you been here from Chuzhou?" Bai Ling said softly.

"I have only been in Pingjing for more than half a month." Ai Songqing replied, "I was locked in the prison in Chuzhou before, and I just came here recently."

Bo Ling just responded, while Ai Songqing on the side tried his best to think about how to continue the topic.

"Yesterday... I didn't expect you to fight her."

Bai Ling looked at her, "Did Ai Qian fight hard before?"

"No," Ai Songqing said softly, "She...is very good at reasoning. For example, if she snatched your comb yesterday, she would say that this comb is for everyone... If you don't give it to me, you will be stingy , and others will hate you too."

Berlin let out a "huh".

"...But you don't seem to be afraid." Ai Songqing whispered, "I think it's amazing."

Berlin didn't answer.

Such a person is really annoying...but it can't be said how difficult it is to guard against.Because of this level of threat, as long as you block it once, you won't be afraid again.

Ai Songqing glanced at Bo Ling from the corner of his eye—the other party seemed completely indifferent.

Thinking of this, Ai Songqing suddenly became a little flustered, and she felt a little frustrated, as expected, she was still too bad at talking.

Having said so much, I don’t know what Bo Ling will think of himself in the end.

She clasped her ten fingers vigorously, maybe she shouldn't have come to talk to her in the first place, in case she was regarded as a strange person by the other party...

At the moment when he was thinking wildly, Bo Ling had almost finished eating half of the steamed bun.

"I... I actually want to come and say thank you." Ai Songqing said the last sentence with difficulty.

"Thank me?" Bo Ling was a little confused, "Is it because of the two extra rooms I wiped today?"

"No." Ai Songqing shook his head hastily, "On the night you first arrived here, you told me that my father and my brothers would be safe..."

"Ah...it's you!" Bai Ling's eyes widened slightly, and it was only then that she really felt that the girl's eyebrows and eyes looked familiar, "I didn't even recognize it..."

Ai Songqing smiled restrainedly, "Sister, can you tell me your name now?"

Bo Ling pondered for a while, "Bai Ling is also a cypress with evergreen pines and cypresses, a dexterous spirit."

"... nice to hear." Ai Songqing whispered, "How old is it?"

"Fourteen... Fifteen, the Chinese New Year is over." Bai Ling said softly.

"Sure enough, I should call your sister." Ai Songqing said with a smile.

"...you don't have to thank me for what happened that day," Bo Ling supported his side face, "my brother and father are the same, and I hope they are safe too."

……

After finishing the day's work, Bai Ling and Ai Songqing were handed over by the turtles and brought back.

The control along the way was very lax. Several times, the turtle claws almost turned their backs to them and walked in front, without turning back for a long time.

Bo Ling looked at the nearby alley with some hesitation.

Although she is not very familiar with Baihuaya, she also knows that these alleys must lead directly to the outside world, if she sneaks away quietly now...

While hesitating, Bai Ling suddenly heard screams not far away.

Ai Songqing was taken aback, and leaned towards Bo Ling.

The screams lasted for a long time, heart-piercing, as if coming from the throat of a dying person.

Bai Ling looked at the source of the sound with some concern - when she was in the Department of Punishment, she could hear this kind of wailing all day long.

Every time there was a howl in the distance, Ai Songqing trembled all over. The little girl didn't dare to look up, but she was so frightened that she didn't have the heart to look at the road. She staggered and was about to fall forward——

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Bai Ling grabbed her with one hand.

"...Thank you." Ai Songqing said weakly.

"You're welcome."

"What... is that sound over there, does Bo Ling know?"

"I don't know." Bo Ling shook his head and replied.

After a while, the wailing was no longer as dense and frequent as before, but the reverberation was still terrifying. Ai Songqing was terrified, and hugged Bo Ling's arm without letting go.

Burling tried several times to pull his arm back, without success.

She sighed silently—even if she wanted to run, she couldn't run with this pendant-like girl...

It wasn't until the two of them were brought back to the courtyard of the tower that they really understood what they had just heard - there was an extra corpse in the courtyard of the tower, it was a girl in their house.

Although neither of the two had spoken to that person in the past few days, they had always lived under the same roof, and their faces could not be mistaken.

Like Berlin, she had the idea of ​​fleeing on the way back.

But unfortunately, she failed.

(End of this chapter)