imperial psychologist

Chapter 554 No Will
"That's about as many as I've never seen before," Feng Qi said with a frown, "The previous wives should have told you that many guests made a special trip to book today just for that night's phoenix enchantment." The late seat is not up to you to decide on your own."

Bo Ling smiled with deep eyes, and looked at Lan Zhijun, "The more this is the case, the less it should be repeated."

Lan Zhijun didn't give an answer immediately, his hands were still folded in his sleeves, he just said softly, "Why?"

"The phoenix bird that night was very impressive. It was the right time, place and people," Bai Ling said softly. "At that time, most of the girls on the stage played the piano and sang, and the guests below were bored. It was rare for a sword dancer to come up Yes, naturally eye-catching.

"When I sang the first stanza, I was wrapped up tightly. No one thought that there was another stanza behind me. This kind of surprise needs to be shaken. Tonight is just a night banquet, and there is no singing and dancing on the stage. This kind of gap is natural. I can't make it out - and according to Chun Po's previous teaching, the gap is not due to the dinner.

"Furthermore, no matter how amazing Mr. Ji's craftsmanship is, we can't restore the light and shadow of that night's tooth shop at the dinner. Old customers will naturally notice the difference when they see each other. New customers have already seen Huofeng from other places. The imitation of the bird will not feel so amazing...

Burling paused, "Probably, I would feel 'not so much' in my heart."

Lan Zhijun chuckled, "Then what are you doing with these gold dust vulgar things on your head?"

"It looks dignified this way," Bai Ling gently supported the bun on his head with both hands, and smiled at the mirror again, "I'm going to marry myself tonight, so...doesn't it look like a bride? "

Lan Zhijun looked at Bai Ling in front of him, he was silent for a moment, and finally said softly, "Then it's up to you." He looked at Master Ji at the side, "It's just that Master Ji's hard work is in vain. Still pay."

Master Ji snorted and laughed.

"Master Ji is not in a hurry to leave," Bo Ling quickly said, "I still have something to ask."

Not long after, Lan Zhijun retreated and returned to the Golden Pavilion, followed closely by Feng Qi.

"You stay there." Lan Zhijun said looking back.

"But Lan Jun, I still have something to say." Feng Qi frowned.

"Huh? Then you continue talking."

"It's better for us to keep someone watching in the Boling House tonight." Feng Qi said softly, "I have selected a few people, and I would like to ask Lan Jun to have a look first."

"Take care..." Lan Zhijun repeated in a low voice, he stopped in his tracks, turned around and saw a half-folded letter paper handed by Feng Qi, on which were written several names that they were all familiar with.

"People are trustworthy," Lan Zhijun handed back the letterhead, "but why did you do that?"

"Why did she come to Baihuaya in the first place... Have you forgotten? Lying on the king's side and daring to assassinate, who knows if she will do something to embarrass us tonight." Feng Qi said in a deep voice, "So... I still want to put a kung fu one in the room. If something happens, it won't make a big mistake."

Lan Zhijun just thought about this scene for a while, and couldn't help but find it funny, "I don't think it's necessary...but it's always better to be careful, you just make arrangements."

"Why does Lan Jun think it's unnecessary?" Feng Qi asked, "Are you so sure that she will obey?"

"Probably."

Lan Zhijun then walked forward slowly, and Feng Qi immediately chased after her.

"But...why?"

"You should ask Mrs. Chun," Lan Zhijun said softly, "Look at how she gets along with Mrs. Chun. If it wasn't because it was so smooth, I wouldn't have made a special trip to invite Master Ji today."

"Chun Po..." Feng Qi murmured, "Then what if, is she pretending to be obedient in front of Chun Po?"

"She is not obedient in front of Mrs. Chun." Lan Zhijun smiled, "You are really curious, you can read their conversation records, which are recorded immediately after Mrs. Chun's daily teaching...some of them are really interesting , you can also read it in your spare time.”

Feng Qi was stunned.

"It's you," Lan Zhijun said softly, he suddenly raised his hand, and gently stroked the silver tassels on the pendant beside Fengxi's ear, "You shouldn't be doing these things. You should go back to the Golden Pavilion... It's only been half a month, and your brows are wrinkled."

Feng Qi quickly lowered his head.

She answered yes in a low voice, then stood where she was, watching Lan Zhijun leave.

It was quiet again.

In fact, there is another reason, Feng Qi didn't say it - because it was just some unfounded intuition of hers.

Even if he said it, it was nothing more than making Lan Zhijun laugh.

Since entering Lan Zihao, Bo Ling has not shown due resistance in many things. This kind of obedience makes her feel false——she does not believe that Lan Zhijun will not be able to see it, or that Lan Jun has his own arrangements ?

Feng Qi couldn't figure it out, turned around and went back to Bo Ling's house.Thinking of Lan Zhijun's reminder just now, she stretched out her hand to touch the center of her brow.

Could it be that he has frowned too many times in recent days, and he frowned just now, but he didn't even notice...

……

At sunset, Zheng Mi made a special trip to the Ministry of War.

Today's first assistant and second assistant are still busy, he didn't see Zhang Shouzhong coming back from Sun Beiji's side until dark.

As soon as he saw Zheng Mi, Zhang Shouzhong guessed his intentions.

Zhang Shouzhong scratched his forehead, his gaze slightly dodged.

The two exchanged a few words in the Ministry of War, and when there was no one around, Zheng Mi whispered, "What are Master Zhang's plans tonight?"

"... what 'what's going on'."

"Xiao Siyao." Seeing Zhang Shouzhong pretending to be ignorant, Zheng Mi said directly, "Tonight is no different than before. The emperor didn't send any letter to Pingjing?"

Zhang Shouzhong's face remained the same, he turned around and continued to tidy up the table, but he sighed silently.

"Isn't there?" Zheng Mi frowned, and ran to Zhang Shouzhong's table, "Is it true that there is nothing?"

Zhang Shouzhong said in a low voice, "The emperor hasn't asked about Bo Ling for a long time. Hearing the reply from your lord, and the news sent by Jin Yiwei, the emperor seems to not dismantle it."

"Not dismantled?" Zheng Mi's eyes widened, "Why send it away if you don't dismantle it?"

"Leave it alone." Zhang Shouzhong said softly, "The emperor didn't order it not to be accepted."

"This is not the time to be petty!" Zheng Mi was a little anxious, "I have found out clearly that they have a banquet at the end of the unitary hour tonight, and it will take more than an hour to eat a meal, right? After that -"

"Master Zheng." Zhang Shouzhong interrupted softly, and he gave Zheng Mi a meaningful look, "There is no will, sometimes there is a will."

(End of this chapter)