imperial psychologist

Chapter 697 Appropriate
With some guilt, Mu Cheng apologized to Li Yiru and Bo Ling for leaving first.

At that time, he didn't know that his case had been dismissed, and he knew that the deer hunter had already set his sights on him. After thinking about it, he felt that it would be a good ending to see him in the rivers and lakes like this. He didn't expect to be rescued by the two in the end. It made him feel bad.

Li Yiru shook his head again and again, and said many words of comfort from the sidelines.

Neither of them noticed that Bai Ling's face had lost all color.

Afraid that her expression would be seen, she turned her back and pretended to pour tea for herself, but her right hand trembled slightly.

——She still remembers that when she planned to go directly to Jiangzhou, the escort agency selected a group of fellow travelers for her.

It was also a pair of mother and daughter. They came all the way from Yuezhou to the small town between Pingjing and Huizhou, and they were going to Jiangzhou to find relatives.

They had their own carriage, accompanied only by "a domestic servant" and "a groom", and they were escorted by escorts along the way.

However, when approaching Jiangzhou, an old tree on the mountain was broken by lightning and fell down, so the car crashed and no one survived.

That mother and daughter...is exactly "Yan Shi".

Is it a coincidence?

"Second brother?" Li Yiru called her several times, and finally stepped forward to pat Bo Ling on the back, "What do you think?"

Bai Ling turned around in a daze, "How about what?"

"You go talk to General Wang Meng about this tomorrow, and I'll go find the deer hunters." Li Yiru said, "Zhuozhou City is not small, but if you want to find people who have entered the city in the past two months, it should be the same." Not difficult."

"Yeah." Bo Ling nodded quickly, "Good idea."

"What's wrong with you?" Li Yiru approached with some concern, "Second brother looks so ugly."

"...I'm tired." Bo Ling sighed lightly, and supported his forehead, "I haven't had a good rest during this time, and I have to go on the road again tomorrow, it's really..."

"I'll get you the bedding!" Li Yiru ran to the cabinet and helped Bo Ling take out the quilt again.

This other courtyard is similar to the courtyard where the two lived in Tunlongpi, and it is also a temporary house.

There was only one bed, and it had been given to Mu Cheng. Bo Ling and Li Yiru could only sleep on the floor if they wanted to rest.

It was late at night, and no one in the house spoke.

Li Yiru sat beside Mucheng's bed, and from time to time went to touch the towel on his forehead.

Mu Cheng's whole body was injured, and the high fever persisted. When the young man touched the towel and his forehead became warm, he picked it up and put it in the cold water to rub it again, and then put it on Mu Cheng.

With his back to the two, Bo Ling curled himself up in the quilt, wrapped the quilt tightly, and still felt completely cold.

Hearing Bo Ling's side kept moving, Li Yiru said in a very soft voice, "Second brother, can't sleep?"

Bo Ling simply stopped pretending to be asleep, sat up, took his cloak, and covered it with the quilt.

"It's too cold." Bo Ling whispered.

"I heard that everyone in the north sleeps on a kang, and it's very warm." Li Yiru laughed, "It's just that the magistrate is a particular person. He doesn't build a kang in his yard, so he insists on putting wooden beds in the house. He will freeze to death."

Bo Ling shrank his neck, wrapped the quilt around his body and walked to the window.

"It feels so quiet tonight." She gently opened the window, "A little wind—"

A glint of light shone in.

Bai Ling's voice stopped abruptly, and she had never seen such a heavy snow that was so loud and silent.Snowflakes swirled down in the air, and the ground was still wet at night, but now it was covered with silver frost.

Thinking about tomorrow morning, everything outside will be covered by snow.

"It's finally snowing." She said softly.

Li Yiru looked at Bai Ling, "Are you waiting for Xue?"

Bo Ling was in a daze for a moment, feeling that the words sounded familiar, as if someone had asked her the same words from the depths of her memory through countless frosted glasses.

"……right."

Early the next morning, before dawn, Bo Ling packed his bags and left Zhuozhou with Wang Meng's army.

Before leaving, Li Yiru sent her to the entrance of the yamen's courtyard, said goodbye repeatedly, and said "see you in Yanzhou" several times.

Bai Ling waved his hand helplessly.

She kind of wanted to persuade the young man not to worry about it, go home, Jingzhou is at the northernmost tip of Dazhou, it will always be there, and it won't run away.

It's better to stay in Zhuozhou, or return to Jiangzhou, and wait until next spring to follow the ice-breaking river to the north to see the spring of the North Kingdom.

More importantly, it may be to stay with your family in peace at this juncture when the war is imminent.

Bo Ling wanted to speak several times, but stopped again.

For teenagers, the meaning of Jingzhou is obviously incomparable. It probably means some kind of ideal of life belonging to the ancestors, and it is a struggle against ordinary life and getting on a certain "right track" in life... In short, it has a kind of A value beyond the mundane.

As for the preaching of "going home", the teenager has probably already gotten tired of hearing it from his parents.

Thinking so, Bai Ling walked a few steps outside, then turned around suddenly, "Yi Ru, do you want to make a bet with me?"

"Ah?" Li Yiru didn't react immediately, "What bet?"

"Just bet on Jingzhou." Bai Ling said with a smile, "Although I have never been there, I bet that when you arrive in Jingzhou, you will definitely be disappointed there."

"...?" Li Yiru opened his mouth slightly, and then laughed again, with his hands on his hips, "Second brother, what do you mean?"

"That's the bet, let's play it or not." Bai Ling said softly.

"Okay," Li Yiru nodded, "What are you betting on?"

"I didn't think about it...let's talk about it when we meet again in Yanzhou." Bai Ling smiled and said with lowered eyes, "Don't see me off, it's cold outside, you should go back quickly, don't freeze."

Li Yiru laughed, nodded and walked back. During this period, he looked back several times and saw Bai Ling standing inside the door, waving at him.

The young man was a little confused.

Even though Bo Ling didn't say anything, even though they were both smiling when they parted, Li Yiru still faintly felt a bit of sadness.

This kind of melancholy is not parting or reluctance, it seems to carry something thicker and deeper, which makes the young man feel very strange.

Bai Ling watched Li Yiru go back to the house, and didn't look back until he saw him gently close the door.

After just standing in the snow for a while, she felt that her exposed fingers were already a little frozen.

Looking at the snow-covered courtyard at that time, she suddenly felt that the most difficult thing in the world was probably just right. For example, Mu Cheng just wanted to go back to his wife and daughter after going through hardships all the way, and Li Yiru was plotting how to escape from the coercion of his parents. Open up a free world.

Those who want to go back don’t know if they can go back, those who want to escape don’t know if they can escape...

I don't know what kind of road will be waiting in front of my eyes.

(End of this chapter)