imperial psychologist

Chapter 503
Several turtle claws became annoyed, rolled up their sleeves and were about to start arguing, when the old butler suddenly stretched out his hand and made a "stop" movement.

"How about this, it's not easy for you to come here in the evenings, and I'm doing business for my master, so let's be considerate to each other."

As he spoke, he took out a bank note from his pocket.

"100 taels, I'll hand over the 100 taels directly to a few little brothers. You don't have to tell the bustard when you go back. It's like I'm buying some brothers for a drink. Our master really likes this woman very much. , said to come to the night show, and leave without singing a word, it can't be justified, right?

"Besides, if a few hundred taels of silver are thrown down, even if it is thrown into the water, it will make a loud noise."

The turtle claws looked at each other, and the leader quickly took the bank note and stuffed it into his jacket pocket.

"Row."

……

After the old housekeeper left, several turtle claws immediately closed the door.

The loud "bang" of the door closing also shocked the girls who were brought into the backyard.

The tortoise claws approached with whips, and sternly called out the leading and supporting roles who had lyrics tonight.

No one took the initiative to stand up, but the costumes were very recognizable—Turtle Claw rushed into the crowd, and pulled them out by the back collar in a few strokes.

Bo Ling and the other cosplayers all stood aside and watched,

Someone fell on the muddy ground, someone raised a whip, and in the narrow backyard, the sound of crying and begging for mercy suddenly sounded.

Every time a whip fell, everyone trembled together.

"Stand up for me!"

"Stand up! Get on stage!"

Bai Ling suddenly thought of something, "Wait a minute...it doesn't have to be everyone on stage. Didn't the old butler say that it's all right as long as someone comes on stage to sing?"

"Yes... yes." Several people nearby agreed, "As long as there are a few people..."

Turtle Claw pointed at the whip, "Then who is going to sing? You—or you?"

Everyone fell silent for a moment.

Bo Ling pondered for a long time, until the turtle claw turned around again, and was about to beat the girls who fell on the ground, Bo Ling suddenly said, "...that's fine too."

The girls looked at her in surprise.

There was no expression on Bai Ling's face. She glanced at the shivering girls lying on the ground, "...Anyway, I'm not afraid of this, so let me do it."

"Okay!" The turtle claws smiled, "Who else?"

The others bowed their heads.

"Is it enough for one person?" Bo Ling said softly, "It's the people of the Lin family who broke their promises first, so why should we do things so beautifully?"

The turtle claws didn't answer, it was acquiescence.

"Then go change your clothes!"

Bo Ling took a few steps forward and walked towards the backstage room alone.

The Turtle Claws drove the other girls together again—even they themselves didn't want to stay longer in this yard with dead people, what an unlucky job it was!

Since some people were willing to come on stage at this moment, they took most of them out and waited. Anyway, this is a completely sealed courtyard, and it is impossible for Bai Ling to escape alone in it.

Ai Songqing followed the crowd and slowly moved towards the exit. When she was about to step out of the threshold, she stopped suddenly, and then she stumbled back a few steps.

The tortoise's paw in the back immediately yelled, "What are you doing in front? Let's go, don't mess up the team!"

Ai Songqing looked at the turtle's claw, and clasped her hands tightly together, "I...I want to stay too!"

"Huh?" The turtle claws didn't understand, "What are you doing here?"

"I'll stay and sing with her... No, I'll play the piano for her, and I'll accompany her, otherwise she's alone... How can I support a play?"

The turtle claw behind snorted, "Okay, come out and go over there!"

Ai Songqing nodded, walked quickly, and chased after Bai Ling.

Behind her, the eyes of several turtle claws fell on her back.

"It's crazy..."

……

"Bai Ling!" Ai Songqing stumbled into the house, and sure enough, he saw Bai Ling picking out clothes.

Bo Ling turned back in response, and couldn't help being a little surprised to see Ai Songqing standing in the door frame.

"How do you—"

Ai Songqing ran over from a distance, stretched out her hand and threw herself into Bai Ling's arms, crying sobbingly.

Bai Ling didn't know what happened, and patted her back lightly.

"Why didn't you leave?"

Ai Songqing shook her head, choked up and said, "I'm not leaving, I'll stay with you, and leave you here alone for the night, how scared are you..."

Bo Ling was stunned for a moment, and was suddenly moved.

"Thank you..." she said softly.

The two girls changed clothes together—they didn't listen to the opera very much, and they didn't know which costume here was which costume, they just picked out the good-looking ones and matched them.

Those long sleeves, the front skirt studded with crystal beads, and the beaded nobile on the jewelry rack in the nearby drawer... They tried them on in the mirror.

Turtle Claw didn't urge it anymore—it was quiet outside.

Come to think of it, they didn't care whether the people inside were really singing or not.

The two held hands, walked through the long aisle again, and walked up to the front desk.

There was only the rustle of paper money being blown by the wind in the yard, and Bai Ling carefully jumped from the stage to the ground, looking at the erected coffin.

"Bai Ling...?" Ai Songqing's voice trembled, "What... are you going to do?"

"I want to see her." Bai Ling whispered, she turned around, and stretched out her hand to Ai Songqing, "Come together?"

Ai Songqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "What's so interesting about that..."

"It's not scary after seeing it." Bo Ling raised his hand again, "...they are here."

Ai Songqing was apprehensive, but for some unknown reason, he still grasped the hand that Bo Ling stretched out by mistake.

Leaning behind Bo Ling, she walked slowly to the erected coffin.

Ai Songqing lowered her head, careful not to let her eyes touch the face of the woman in the coffin.

"Look, she is wearing a wedding gown." Bai Ling said softly, "It's not a shroud."

Ai Songqing was taken aback for a moment, she did vaguely see this person wearing a red dress, but she didn't pay attention to these details.

Ai Songqing looked up slowly along her toes, and saw that the woman's sleeves were full of flowers, and the skirt was embroidered with mandarin ducks. Her hands were quietly folded in front of her body. In the dim light, she seemed to be lying there in a deep sleep. up.

Going up, Ai Songqing couldn't help trembling when he saw the empty eye sockets, and quickly lowered his head again.

"I guess her eyes should be pretty." Bo Ling said softly, "Maybe they are just too pretty."

Ai Songqing didn't understand.

"Song Qing, do you know what the future looks like for the girl from the Jiaofang Division?"

Ai Songqing shook his head.

Bo Ling retold the story he heard from Zeng Jiuyan in the first half of the night.

Ai Songqing was startled, "Where did you hear about it...?"

"It's not important," Bo Ling looked at. "I originally thought that, no matter what the method is, being able to get out of Baihuaya is a blessing... Now it seems that I really can't tell."

Ai Songqing frowned slightly puzzled, "What does Bo Ling mean...?"

"We people are hopeless." Bai Ling turned her head, her eyes were slightly red, "Just like what the bustard said, if no one comes to fish in the first three days after entering Baihuaya, then the household registration will be in Baihuaya , is a matter of iron and nail.

"In the future, even if we are sold to other people's homes, we will still be like this Miss Kong, with the crushing word 'slave' written on our household registration. We are cats and dogs that no one will take seriously."

A piece of white paper money was suddenly swept up by the wind and landed on the body of the person in the coffin.

Bo Ling leaned over to pick it up, and gently raised it in the wind.

"I was trapped in this southwest corner during my lifetime, and I couldn't be free in everything. After death, what's the point of wearing a phoenix coronet?"

(End of this chapter)