imperial psychologist

Chapter 608
Time froze, and Bo Ling sat there stiffly, motionless, like a statue.

Until it became noisy again behind her, someone's shadow fell on her, Bai Ling raised his head, and saw the young man and the old woman who had left with the palace just now returned.

There was an extra burden on the young man's body, which was tied in his arms, and he kept covering it with one hand.

"Mother, wait here for a while, I'll call a car to pull people." The man said softly.

"Hey," the old woman still had tears in her eyes, and her voice was a little choked up, "The boss's car is fine, let them bring another mat and roll it..."

"I know."

The voices of the two stopped abruptly—they both saw Bai Ling sitting next to Baoyuan, and Bai Ling was also looking up at them.

"Are you...?" A look of vigilance appeared on the man's face.

"I'm Baoyuan's friend." Bai Ling whispered, "I heard that something happened to her, so come and see her."

Hearing Bai Ling calling his sister "Bao Yuan", the man's face became more vigilant, "Friend? Friends from Baihuaya or where?"

Bai Ling lowered her eyes, but did not answer. She looked at the ground at the feet of the man and the old woman, and asked in a low voice, "What are your plans for Baoyuan's funeral?"

"Follow the funeral..." The man frowned and smiled, "Who are you, do you care?"

"If your family is not well-off, you can leave it to me." Bo Ling replied.

Only then did the mother and son take a closer look at Bai Ling—although the clothes on her body were very clean, it could be seen that the material was not ordinary coarse cloth.

The man's eyes moved to Bo Ling's heart, but unfortunately the clothes Bo Ling wore today didn't show off his shoulders, and he couldn't tell for a while whether Bo Ling was a girl from Baihuaya.He also took a few steps forward, squatting down, with a slight smile on his face, "I can't tell, my sister is here, and she has made rich friends."

Berlin didn't answer.

"I think your little girl looks quite iconic. Are you that, that... key name? I heard that they have been trying to drag my sister to work there, but my sister refuses." The man said softly, "Are you little sisters?"

Bai Ling looked up at the man in front of him.

Seeing that Bo Ling didn't answer, the man had already made up his mind. He reached out to Bo Ling's chest, wanting to push her collar to see if there was a tattoo of Bai Huaya under her left shoulder, but he hadn't touched it yet. While wearing Bo Ling's coat, someone grabbed his back collar and lifted him up.

"Don't touch your hands!"

A familiar voice came - it was Chen Xin.

Chen Xin casually tossed the young man who seemed to be a bit pissed aside.

"His Royal Highness." Bo Ling bowed his head and saluted.

Chen Xin glanced at Bai Ling and the corpse lying flat in front of her, and sighed softly.

"You don't need to be too polite. I just went to the Lanzi shop to look for you, and the people inside said that you came here from Nanbian Huanong, so I followed."

The man who was thrown aside had stood up again with the support of his mother, "What are you doing!? My sister's bones are still alive, are you flirting here?"

"Keep your mouth clean!" Chen Xin reprimanded.

However, the man's waist seemed to stiffen, "What's the matter? We just want to take my sister home. This little lady said she would help with the funeral. I just want to confirm her identity. What's the matter?" ?”

Chen Xin's entourage shouted angrily, "This is the king of Shangluo County, don't be rude!"

The man was stunned for a moment, and then fell silent.

Here Chen Xin has not spoken yet, the old woman over there has already wiped her eyes weeping.

"Officers and soldiers are bullying people!"

The old man said some incomprehensible words-this world is really hard to live on, so he will bear the pain of his daughter's death, and now because of a brothel girl, he is being made things difficult by the county king...

There were more people watching around, Chen Xin had never seen such a posture before, and his face turned slightly red for a while.This place is not in Shangluo, he can't mobilize the officials to disperse the people, and the palace servants of the Jiaofang Division also stand aside coldly, and have no intention of intervening to rescue the siege.

Looking at the man and old woman who looked like cowhide plasters in front of him, Bo Ling suddenly laughed.

She walked up to the old woman, squatted down, and said in a low voice, "Stop acting, mother-in-law, let's make a price."

The woman glanced at Bo Ling through her fingers, stopped crying, and whispered, "The Secretary of Jiaofang gave 50 taels, so you should also give 50 taels. If you give the money, you will take him away."

Chen Xin felt angry when he heard this, "You—"

"Awan." Bo Ling called to the other side of the street, and the maid over there quickly came over, "Bring ten taels of silver here."

"Hey, I mean 50 taels!" The old woman said hastily.

"Only ten taels." Bo Ling gave him a cold look, "Do you want love or not?"

The old woman held her words in her mouth for a while, "...Ten taels are ten taels."

The maid took out a money bag from her sleeve and handed it to Bo Ling, who threw it on the ground. The old woman smiled with tears in her eyes, quickly picked up the money bag, wiped it twice on her body, and put it back into her bosom.

The man at the side held the bundle in his arms with one hand and his mother with the other, and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

"It's really cheap for them!" Chen Xin said with some embarrassment.

"Awan, call a car." Bo Ling looked at the maid nearby, "Take him back."

"Hey." The maid nodded, and turned to ask.

……

Chen Xinyuan came here specially for Mr. Hengyuan's affairs, but seeing Bai Ling's expression tonight, he knew it was not a good time to talk.After he sent Boling back to Lanzihao, he also kept helping him.

Baoyuan was sent to a small courtyard outside the Lanzi shop.

Originally, such a murderous massacre would definitely alarm the yamen, but after all, tonight's incident took place in the flower alley of Baihuaya, and the Secretary of Jiaofang also arrived first, and made a private matter with the family of the deceased Therefore, there is no need to go through a series of government procedures such as autopsy and government interrogation.

Bai Ling invited the undertaker overnight, and when she was carrying the corpse, she found that there was only a layer of skin and flesh sticking between Baoyuan's neck and shoulders.

They couldn't find this difference when they were lying on the ground before, but they had to be careful and careful when carrying them.

The embalmer was also a gray-haired old woman, she had obviously seen the wind and waves, looking at such a corpse, she quickly took out the needle and thread, pulled off Baoyuan's top, and then sewed up the outer flesh little by little.

While stitching, the old man sang inaudible scriptures softly, and would reach out and pat Baoyuan's back from time to time.

This strange and melodious voice, heard in the middle of the night, was somewhat sad and treacherous.

Bo Ling watched and listened the whole time.

At daybreak, the body was sewn up, but Baoyuan's hands and feet were already stiff.

Under the guidance of the mortician, the two put on new clothes for Bao Yuan with difficulty.

Outside the courtyard, the coffin that A Wan found overnight has also been pulled by a cart, and the mourning hall has been set up in another courtyard.

Despite a sleepless night, Berlin was not sleepy at all.

"Thanks for your hard work," she said to the maid, "There is one more thing, you should find someone reliable to do it."

"What else does the girl want to do?"

"Her husband..." Bai Ling said softly, "I want to see him."

Awan looked distressed, "Lan Zihao is not as good as it used to be today, if this matter can't be found even in Changlefang, no matter how much we look for it in a big way, I'm afraid-"

"There's no need to make a big fuss," Bo Ling said softly, "You take the money and go to Changlefang, and pay back all the money owed by Sister Li and her husband."

A Wan froze for a moment, but didn't understand.

"After paying back the money, leave a letter saying that I am looking for this person." Bo Ling whispered, "We don't need to look for it, wait for him to come by himself."

(End of this chapter)