imperial psychologist

Chapter 570
In Baihuaya, Bai Ling was sitting across the table with Chen Xin.

Bai Ling seemed a little sleepy—after coming to Baihuaya, she rarely slept in the first half of the night, and her work and rest here were at least an hour or two later than before.

"Did Xiao Wang come too early?" Chen Xin asked apologetically, "Miss Bai Ling slept well last night?"

"It's okay," Bai Ling replied in a warm voice, "but it's true that your Highness came down a little early. In the past, I usually haven't gotten up at this time..."

"It's abrupt." Chen Xin cupped his hands and said, "It's a pity that I couldn't save the girl that night... I really didn't expect to encounter such a thing when I came to Beijing this time. Girl, please don't blame..."

"Your Highness, don't say that," Bai Ling said hastily, "I've never blamed anyone in my heart... Your Highness came here this morning, is it for this matter?"

"Not all." Chen Xin said softly, "Actually, I should have come a few days ago, but this trip to Beijing is ordered by the elders in my family. I have important things to do in the past few days, so I have no time to come... Nothing to do this morning, so hurry up and see how the girl is doing."

Bo Ling then lowered his head and smiled, "Your Highness is concerned."

"I heard people from Lanzihao asked about the girl's arrangements for today." Chen Xin blushed slightly, "I didn't expect that Boling girl still has so many daily classes to attend every day. It's really hard work."

"It's okay if you get used to it, and the daily class itself is fun."

"Well, today I..." Chen Xin hesitated for a while, but still said, "Today I came to ask the girl out for a talk."

"Going out...?" Bai Ling looked slightly surprised, "Am I alone?"

Chen Xin nodded, "I've already taken care of Lan's shop. They said it's up to you, girl, if you want—"

"Yes." Bai Ling laughed. It had been so many days since he had been out of Baihuaya, "Where does Your Highness want to take me?"

Chen Xin also laughed, "Today I will go to Donglin Temple again to offer incense, and then I want to see the boat on Anhu Lake. It would be a great honor if Miss Bailing is willing to go with her."

Donglin Temple.

Bai Ling's eyes drooped slightly, and he hadn't heard this name for a long time.

"Okay." She said softly, "It's been a long time, too, and I haven't eaten half-raw melon from Donglin Temple."

……

Bo Ling went back to the house and made some preparations. When he went out again, Lan Zihao also specially sent maids and guards to follow him.

Although Chen Xin, the king of Shangluo County, did not mention it to her, Bo Ling has already guessed that this is probably one of the ways of making money for the Lanzihao, letting the girls go out to enjoy with the guests, and in order to avoid accidents—whether it is The real accident was still a man-made accident, and Lanzihao himself sent people to follow him.

The accompanying guards Bo Ling looked very unfamiliar, but some of them walked very lightly. Bo Ling followed them for a long time from the corner of his eye, and it could be seen that these people had kung fu.

It can only be said that it is worthy of the Lan name, worthy of being Lan Zhijun, and it is still impeccable in doing things.

From Baihuaya to the foot of Donglin Mountain, BMW carved cars all the way. Bo Ling chatted and laughed with Chen Xin in the car, asking him what he had seen and heard on the way from Shangluo to Beijing. Chen Xin was not a talkative person, but he did chat very well. happy.

After the carriages and horses entered the mountain road of Donglin Mountain, it was bumpier than before. Chen Xin ordered the groom to drive slowly to avoid Boling's discomfort.

When the carriage stopped to rest halfway, Bai Ling opened the curtain, and saw the lush and green outside.

four years ago.

On the way up the mountain, Chen Xin and his party did not take the path that ordinary pilgrims go up the mountain, but made a special trip to take the path where porters go up and down.

Bo Ling and Chen Xin were both sitting in bamboo sedan chairs, and their feet barely touched the ground along the way.

Boling has also walked this road before, and when I look at it now, the scenes of the past come back to my mind, almost as if I have passed away.

The Golden Palace that was destroyed by the fire has now been repainted, and new houses have been built in the West Guest House. Only the bluestone roads in the past and the incense on the top of the mountain are still as usual.

Although the King of Shangluo County seemed to be visiting Beijing for the first time, the hospitality he received in Donglin Temple was obviously a bit of an old guest.

As soon as Bai Ling entered Donglin Temple, she tried to find a tea room to wait alone on the pretext of feeling that the incense was suffocating. She originally thought that she had come here as a doctor three years ago and had seen the abbot and the abbot here. If it is recognized, it will probably cause some troubles.

I never thought that Chen Xin would agree quickly, and even said before leaving, "It's because I didn't think carefully, Miss Bai Ling is not easy to wander around, and it would be troublesome if someone recognized her."

Bo Lingshang found this sentence strange when he first heard it, but the more he thought about it later, the more he felt that something was wrong.

When I met this county king today, his words and deeds were much more polite than when he was in the golden cage last time.

Even if he is a county king with strict family education, he treats everyone with knowledge and courtesy, it seems that he is not so polite... That is not the attitude towards a woman in Baihuaya at all.

...Isn't it possible that this county king, whom I have never met before, already knows my past identity?
This is ridiculous... But if not, how do you understand the sentence "Miss Boling must have been here before"?

After thinking about it, Bo Ling found that there was only one reason that could be explained, that is, he felt that it was inappropriate for him to bring the girl from Baihuaya into the temple, and he was worried that he would be recognized by the pilgrims and monks in the temple.

A moment later, the door was pushed open from the outside.

An unfamiliar young monk came in with a bowl of bitter gourd rice and placed it in front of Bai Ling.

"The benefactor is slow to use." The monk clasped his hands together and bowed slightly towards Bo Ling.

Berlin also quickly returned the gift.

Soon only Bo Ling and a few other maids were left in the room.

She waited here with some anxiety. About half an hour later, footsteps came from the yard again. Before Bai Ling got up to look, the door was opened again.

The King of Shangluo led an old monk in a red cassock into the house—a man Bo Ling had never seen before.

Chen Xin glanced at the entourage of Lan Zihao nearby, and said softly, "The king is going to talk about Buddhism with the master next, so you go down."

The maids of Lan Zihao did not resist at all, and those guards were almost the first to step out of the house.

Bo Ling frowned slightly. Although he didn't know what Chen Xin wanted to do now, he knew with his toes the scene in front of him. These guards would definitely not really leave. Maybe they turned over on the roof or window corner.

When the room was quiet again, Bai Ling looked at Chen Xin, "Your Highness is...?"

Chen Xin turned his eyes to the old monk, and said softly, "Master, this is the Bo Ling I mentioned to you earlier, Bai Siyao."

(End of this chapter)