imperial psychologist

Chapter 508
Bo Ling took the dark green purse and held it in his hand.

It feels familiar to the touch.

Ever since he was imprisoned in the Punishment Division, he had nothing left to keep.Bo Ling didn't expect to see this dark green purse again one day.

——What Concubine Qu Gui left for her is the last thing to commemorate.

Seeing the change in Bo Ling's expression, Wei Ying was a little surprised.

He looked at the old purse again—it seemed that among the three things, it seemed to be the one that Bo Ling valued the most.

Bo Ling was silent for a long time, "...What are Master Wei's conditions?"

Wei Ying looked at Bo Ling, "It seems that Xiao Siyao is ready to agree."

"Not necessarily." Bai Ling whispered, "Master Wei, let's talk about it first, let's see if I can do it."

Wei Ying laughed, "I still have great confidence in Xiao Siyao... I have two conditions: first, I want you to kill someone for me."

Bai Ling immediately coughed a few times.

"Did I hear you right..." Bai Ling frowned, "Master Wei...what do you want me to do?"

"Kill someone for me." Wei Ying repeated.

"Kill who?"

"Mr. Hengyuan."

"..." Bo Ling glanced at Wei Ying inexplicably, her brows frowned even tighter, "Master Wei, can I confirm some information with you?"

"You speak."

Berlin: "Where are we now?"

Wei Ying: "Hundred Flowers."

Berlin: "What is my identity now?"

Wei Ying: "Jiaofang is responsible for the crime."

Bo Ling: "Can I know kung fu?"

Wei Ying: "No, but if necessary, I can help."

A puzzled expression appeared on Bo Ling's face, "...For example, please sneak into Qinyuan late at night and stab Mr. Heng Yuan once?"

Wei Ying: "Yes."

Bo Ling took a deep breath, "Then what's the use of me? You can do it yourself tonight."

Wei Ying laughed, "No, it can't be that simple..."

He folded his arms, "I want you to kill Lord Hengyuan the way you killed Lord Hengyuan, just like you used Lin Jieyu to kill Lin Jieyu back then...it must be like this."

Berlin: "..."

At this point, Bo Ling finally heard something.

She didn't speak for a while, and followed Wei Ying's example, folding her hands on her chest.

Bo Ling looked down at the three or five groups of people carrying lanterns on the ground in the distance and slowly moving, and then fell into deep thought in the night wind.

Wei Ying here, where does the deep hatred come from...

"What about the second one?" Bo Ling asked suddenly.

"Well, the second one is easier, just take me as your teacher."

Bo Ling looked at Wei Ying again, and three question marks slowly appeared above his head again.

"……what?"

"Adore me as a teacher." Wei Ying smiled slyly, "It's just that I don't have a good relationship with apprentices, and it's only when I'm old that I meet such a tempered person as Xiao Siyao. You should think about it carefully?"

Bo Ling burst out laughing. She propped her face and thought about it for a while.

"...Thank you Master Wei for your blue eyes, but, no."

This was slightly unexpected to Wei Ying, "Why?"

"With a book of impermanence, a dagger and a pouch, Master Wei wants to take the life of Mr. Hengyuan and take in a smart apprentice? This deal is too lucrative." Bo Ling shook his head resolutely, "No, no of."

"You can bargain." Wei Ying stretched out his hand and gestured, "Tell me, what do you think?"

"Between Mr. Hengyuan and me, Master Wei can only choose one." Bai Ling stretched out two fingers, "If you want to accept me as an apprentice, don't even think about using me as a swordsman; if you want to use me as a swordsman, just Don't think that I recognize you as a master...it's such a simple truth."

"Oh," Wei Ying laughed, "What if I choose Mr. Hengyuan?"

"Then I don't agree, Master Dongxiwei just take it back."

Wei Ying grabbed his beard, "I thought you would want to get rid of the one in Qinyuan soon."

"Hate is naturally hate," Bai Ling said softly, "but now, it's not worthwhile to continue to put your life on it."

Wei Ying snorted softly, and he looked at Bai Ling, "Then choose you, do you agree?"

"Then we have to continue talking," Bai Ling said softly, "one depends on what Master Wei can teach me, and whether I need it; the other depends on what expectations Master Wei has for his apprentices, whether I can do it... These discussions If we agree, we will continue to talk, and if we cannot agree, we will give up."

Wei Ying laughed again, "You're not appreciating a teacher, you're talking about business!"

"Well, always think clearly." Bo Ling whispered, "Since Master Wei has told me frankly about his intentions, then I should reciprocate."

"... another day, you have to go back." Wei Ying moved his chin, and motioned Bo Ling to look at the path to the south - there were more than a dozen girls coming back together, and the turtle claws followed.

Among those people, Bai Ling recognized Ai Songqing at a glance—the roommates who lived in the same room with her had returned.

Bo Ling gave a soft "ah" and stood up quickly. She handed the dagger back to Wei Ying, but still held the purse in her hand.

"This purse, since Master Wei said it was a small gadget that I got by chance, can I just keep it for now?"

"...Anything you want." Wei Ying replied.

"Thank you." Bo Ling bowed slightly, then carefully leaned against the door, removed the cover and went downstairs again.

Standing upstairs, Wei Ying looked down at the brightly lit Baihuaya, feeling a little emotional for a moment.

Now, suddenly wanting to accept an apprentice has become so troublesome.

After all, his own time has passed... No one bought his account anymore.

Wei Ying clicked his tongue, took a few steps forward, jumped, and disappeared into the night where lights and shadows overlapped on the edge of the tower.

……

Bo Ling didn't light the lamp, just lay on the dark bed and waited for others to go upstairs.

She closed her eyes and thought about the conditions that Wei Ying raised just now—it's actually quite interesting.

The last time I saw him was the night Shisi left Beijing, and the behavior of the old man that day was obviously somewhat dissatisfied and hostile.

See you today, his attitude has completely changed... It's also amazing.

There was a sound of messy footsteps in the corridor. Many people were walking upstairs quickly, and the sounds of stepping on the stairs overlapped.

Guipao, who was leading the way, pushed open the door first, and then used the candle in the lantern as an introduction to light the candle lamp in the house.

The girls came back drenched in sweat.

Bo Ling glanced at Ai Songqing who fell directly on the bed, "...what did you guys do?"

"Learn to dance." Ai Songqing said with difficulty, "...I knew I would not go in the afternoon, and I would continue to rest here with you."

"Learning to dance...?" Bo Ling was a little surprised, "Who will teach you?"

"Just the master in Baihuaya..." Ai Songqing's face has not yet recovered, with obvious blush, and a few strands of broken hair are also wet with sweat, sticking to his forehead and neck, "The bustard said that I have to go tomorrow Yes, Berlin will know tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)