imperial psychologist

Chapter 546 The Flower and the Little Girl

Bo Ling lightly shrugged his shoulders towards her back, she was almost sure that the maid in front of her hated her a little.

Bo Ling didn't know the reason very well—maybe it was because he stayed on the roof for too long and made her wait so long, so he didn't like her, or maybe it was because of other things—but it didn't matter.

Along the way, Bai Ling had no time to think about the maid she met for the first time in front of her. All she cared about was where the two of them were going tonight.

The maid took Bai Ling downstairs, and many other servants they met along the way also showed respect to this maid similar to that of Lan Zhijun.

After leaving the Lanzi shop, there was no carriage downstairs, only three or five turtle claws were waiting there, walking with them.

Bo Ling was stunned for a moment, which more or less indicated that Bao Yuan probably lived nearby.

Not far away, the maid leading the way straightened her back and led Bo Ling to the deep alley in front of her step by step.

Bo Ling half bowed his head and followed behind her humbly.

From the corner of her eye, she saw many people stop for the maid in front of her—these men's eyes were on her bare chest, several of them obviously wanted to strike up a conversation, but when they got closer, they found that there was no flower on her left breast. Ya's flower code.

The maid's gaze ruthlessly gouged out those men who were trying to approach, and they smiled awkwardly, or gave a light snort of disdain.

Bai Ling thought to himself, probably on weekdays, some nobles would also bring their beautiful family members to this Baihuaya for sightseeing.It is probably an iron rule here to know people by their codes.

Fortunately, no one came to trouble them along the way.

Soon, the two came to the flower alley on the edge of Baihuaya, and further out, it was the ordinary boundary of Pingjing City.

The maid led Boling around, passing the same street corner several times.

Bo Ling and the accompanying Turtle Claw could more or less tell that the maid in front of her must have lost her way, but she seemed to have realized that she had lost her way a long time ago, and she was looking left and right at this moment, her brows were tightly knit, and she was still muttering something.

"You hold the lantern and wait for me here for a while," the maid turned around and handed the Lantern-sized lantern to Turtle Claw nearby, and said coldly, "If someone makes things difficult for you, just show him the words on the lantern."

Turtle Claw immediately vibrated and answered "Okay!", and then solemnly took the lantern.

Bo Ling looked down, and there was a red word "Lan" written on the front of the lantern.

It seems that the name of the Lan brand, even the Hua Nong on the edge, can still calm people down.

The maid was about to leave with the hem of her skirt, and the turtle claws behind hurriedly said, "Auntie, you are alone—"

"Don't bother me!" The young maid looked back at Turtle Claw angrily, rolled up her sleeves, "If you stay here, stay here!"

Several turtle claws moved their throats and retreated to Bai Ling's side again.

Looking at this scene, Bo Ling almost couldn't help laughing.

Not long after the maid left, the rain began to fall from the sky again.But the number of people on the road has not decreased. The rain is not at all like the rain on a summer night, but rather like the rain on a spring day, lightly falling on people's bodies, making people feel a little cool.

Bo Ling didn't like rain, so she retreated to the nearby eaves and sat down on a place piled with waste bricks.

It was around this time that she noticed a little girl with braids squatting behind a small mound nearby. She looked like she was only in her early three years old. The clothes were very old, and the color on the cloth had been washed. whitish, but clean.

It is rare to see such a little girl in the flower alleys of Baihuaya.

The little girl squatted there motionless, and Bo Ling watched for a while, then borrowed a lantern from the nearby Turtle Claw with some concern, and then walked near her.

The little girl was staring intently at a corner of the mound - there was a field of small flowers blooming there, mainly two clusters of white and purple.

By the light, the little girl looked back at Bo Ling, and then turned back to continue looking at the flowers.

Bo Ling put the lantern aside, squatted beside the little girl, and said softly, "What are you looking at?"

"Shh." The little girl made a silent gesture, and she took small steps and leaned towards Berlin.She put her little hand on Bo Ling's ear, as if she was telling a secret, her voice was soft and thin.

"I'm comparing the flowers here...to see which one is the most beautiful."

Bai Ling was taken aback for a moment, then sighed with a slight smile, and her gaze also fell on these little wild flowers.

"Is that out?" she said softly.

"Hmm!" The little girl approached Bai Ling's ear again and whispered, "I think the little white flower on the edge of the purple flower is the prettiest."

Following the little girl's description, Bo Ling looked at the small flower bushes, and she saw the pink-white flower that the little girl mentioned at a glance-it was very conspicuous among a cluster of purple-red flowers of the same kind.

Bo Ling pointed, "Is it this one?"

"!"

The little girl's eyes widened instantly, and then she frowned, hugged Bai Ling's hand, and pulled her fingers back.

"You...you can't...you can't say this in front of them!" The little girl pulled Bo Ling back a few steps to the side.

She looked a little anxious and a little angry, put her hands on her waist, and reprimanded seriously, "Other Huahua will be sad when they hear that!"

Looking at the little girl in front of him, Bo Ling suddenly felt his heart soften.

"Then what should I do..." Bo Ling said apologetically, "Is it too late for me to apologize now?"

"You don't know them well." The little girl frowned. After thinking for a while, she reluctantly looked at the kind sister in front of her. "Shall I help you?"

Looking at each other, Bo Ling suddenly felt that the nose and eyes of the little girl in front of him looked a little familiar.

But before she could take a closer look, the little girl had already run back by herself.

She babbled a lot to that little flower, and at the end, she stretched out her small hand and touched the flower bush - a few petals couldn't bear it immediately, and then fell off.

Burling laughed.

Not long after, the little girl stood up, her hands were covered with a little dust from the consolation just now, she stretched out her hands to the weed leaves beside her and rubbed them, then dusted her body vigorously, and went back to start again. Walked to Berlin.

"Okay." The little girl smiled, "They don't blame you."

"Thank you," Bo Ling brought back the lantern, then squatted down, quietly looking into the eyes of the little girl in front of him, "What's your name?"

"Near."

"Where's your name?"

The little girl stopped talking, she grabbed the hem of her clothes, as if she couldn't understand what Bo Ling was saying.

"What's your last name?" Bo Ling shook Nian Nian's hand, "Do you know what your last name is?"

"My surname is Li!" The girl laughed again.

Bai Ling's heart trembled.

The rain was getting heavier, the little girl looked up at the sky, "I have to go home!"

(End of this chapter)