imperial psychologist

Chapter 493 Talking about Experience
Berlin has mixed feelings.

She suddenly felt a chill down her spine. If it wasn't for the fact that Ai Songqing grabbed her arm on the way back just now, maybe there would be one more corpse lying here at this moment.

The girls who came back one after another were ordered to stay in the yard, and several of them were sobbing near the corpse.

A companion who greeted each other this morning and went out together, died in the evening... For all those who have just arrived in this place, this is too cruel.

Things hurt their kind, and the girls' eyes were red.

The bustard who showed up in the morning was sitting in the middle of the courtyard.She crossed her legs, lowered her head and fiddled with her nails, and stretched out her hands from time to time to look at it, just killing time like this, waiting for the girls to arrive.

It was going to be night, she glanced at the crowd standing in the yard, and looked at the turtle claw nearby, "It's almost there?"

"Well, it's all set."

"Then let's talk about it." The bustard's voice suddenly became louder, and the sobbing in the yard stopped immediately.

Bo Ling suddenly heard a fierce and young female voice from the crowd, "...how dare you treat us like this! Do you know who the person you beat to death today!?"

Standing on the periphery, Bo Ling felt that the voice sounded familiar for a moment, but he couldn't tell who was speaking.

She moved her steps lightly, and from the gap between her shoulders, she saw the person who was talking - it was Ai Qian.

The bustard sneered.With her hands on her back, she stood up from the chair, and without even looking at Ai Qian, she glanced around at the girls standing nearby.

"Listen to me," she said in a drawn-out voice, "you are all young children that I have spent some money on, and I have never done business at a loss. What family are you girls from, parents What is the origin of the brothers... It has nothing to do with you! From now on, you are the people of this Baihuaya—”

"Don't even think about it!" Ai Qian interrupted sharply.

Bai Ling couldn't help covering his ears, Ai Qian's voice was so high and sharp that it hurt people's ears.

"Wait a little longer, when my uncles have arranged everything and come to pick me up, I will definitely ask you to pay with your blood—"

"Hey, my little aunt," the bustard looked at her with a fake smile, "do you think someone will come back to pick you up? You can really get people away. On the first day you entered my tower, the name It's in my hands!"

Everyone was stunned.

Seeing the blood on Ai Qian's face dissipate immediately, the bustard was very satisfied, and she turned her eyes to the girls nearby.

"I might as well explain it clearly to you, so as to save you from dreaming in vain for the remaining months. Today is your sixth day here, but any girl who can't leave in the first three days will be here for the rest of her life."

"You...you lied..."

The bustard bowed down kindly and said with a smile, "Mom, I've seen a lot here. Is it true? You count the days and you'll know when the time comes."

Ai Qian's body froze there.

Many people froze there too—the bustard's words meant that their last remaining hope was shattered.

The bustard paced slowly and leisurely in the yard.

Looking at everyone's expressions, she couldn't help laughing. Sometimes, not speaking is more effective than speaking.

"In the first three months, you will not be arranged to do the skin business...but look at your miserable face, do you want to enjoy the blessing? Bah! I am afraid that Baihuaya's reputation will be ruined. .

"Listen well, during this period of time, you have to be steadfast and don't cause trouble, otherwise..." the bustard said, she walked up to the corpse and kicked her lightly, "you will end up with her tomorrow." Same."

After that, she winked at the nearby turtle claw, "Take it up."

Then the tortoise's claws holding the whip gathered together again, and scattered the girls into two teams like eagles catching chickens, and drove them to the towers on the east and west sides respectively.

This night, the atmosphere in the tower returned to what it was on the first night when everyone came here—the girls once again lost all hope and cried softly.

In the northwest corner, Bai Ling closed her eyes and fell asleep early. In the dimness, she felt that someone was sitting next to her.

"Burling..."

This disturbance caused Berlin to quickly open his eyes.

After seeing clearly who the person in front of him was, Bo Ling breathed a sigh of relief—the Ai Songqing in front of him was hugging his thin blanket, looking at him tenderly with sadness and fear on his face.

Bo Ling supported his forehead and slowly got up from the ground, "...what's wrong?"

"Hey, are you... going to sleep?"

"Well," Bo Ling rubbed his eyes, "Yes."

Ai Songqing couldn't help but be dumbfounded - at this time, can Bo Ling still sleep...

"What do you want from me?" Bo Ling asked again.

"It's...it's nothing, I just..." Ai Songqing lowered her head, "I want to chat with someone."

"Stop chatting, I will definitely have to work all day tomorrow." Bai Ling patted the shoulder of the little girl in front of him, "Hurry up and go to sleep."

"But I...can't sleep..."

Only then did Bo Ling realize that Ai Songqing's eyes were red, just like most of the girls in this room at the moment.

Thinking that it was the girl in front of him who pulled him intentionally or unintentionally in the afternoon, Bai Ling suppressed the sleepiness at the moment, and pinched the bridge of his nose to calm himself down.

"What do you want to talk about?" She leaned back to make room for half of her, "Lie down and talk."

The two folded the thin blankets together, and Ai Songqing put his hands under his head and looked sideways at Bo Ling, who was lying on his back.

"They...they made an appointment to start a hunger strike tomorrow." Ai Songqing looked at Bai Ling, "Do you want to go together?"

Bai Ling smiled, half-opening her eyes, and said softly, "I've used hunger strikes before."

"Have you used it?" Ai Songqing couldn't help pinching her palm with her nails, "Did you achieve your goal?"

"Achieved. But there is a premise...the person you are going to fight against really cares about your safety." Bo Ling glanced sideways at Ai Songqing, "Do you think that old bustard cares whether we live or die? ?"

"..."

Ai Songqing did not answer, the answer to this question is obvious.

"Of course, I also understand what they mean... It's better to be broken than to be whole. It's better to die now than to be humiliated in the future, isn't it?"

Ai Songqing nodded.

Bai Ling said softly, "...there's no rush. If you want to die, when can't you die? When that day really comes, it's not too late to seek death. Why do you have to suffer for nothing now?"

Bo Ling closed his eyes as he spoke.

Ai Songqing listened on the side, thinking it made sense, but couldn't help frowning slightly.

"...Then what should we do now, should we just do nothing and be obedient?"

"It depends on how you define 'obedient'." Bo Ling said softly, "Have you heard the story of Gou Jian, the king of Yue, who tried his best?"

(End of this chapter)