imperial psychologist

Chapter 72 The Doraemon and the 52 Hz Whale

"Just Doraemon and Tinker Bell," Bai Yi fiddled with the bell tied around the puppet's neck, "It's not so simple..."

Watching Bai Ling play with the hand puppet in his hand, Bai Yi's eyes showed a soft look, "By the way, do you know what I thought of when I was sewing this doraemon?"

"What?" Bo Ling looked up at him.

Bai Yi lowered his gaze, "(English) I thought of that 52-hertz whale."

Bai Ling tilted his head slightly.

She had also heard the story of this whale—this gray whale, known as the loneliest whale in the world.

It crossed the Pacific Ocean, traveled all the way through the snow-covered Northwest Passage, and finally came to the Atlantic Ocean.

It has no companions or relatives along the way.Because the sound frequency of ordinary whales is only 15-25 Hz, and its sound frequency of 52 Hz makes it impossible for it to be heard by the same kind, and it will never hear the sound of the same kind.

Bai Yi raised his head and said seriously, "(Ying) I think the two of us here are like two 52-hertz whales."

Bo Ling was a little surprised, but immediately understood.

This metaphor suddenly made her nose a little sore, and it also made her lower her head, and couldn't help but sighed with a smile.

It seems so.

Seeing Bo Ling suddenly laughing, Bai Yi was a little embarrassed.

He really doesn't have much experience in talking to girls like this.

He still remembered that when he first arrived here, he also dreamed all night and all night, homesick, and wanted to go back.

Then Burling came, and he felt that things were not so bad.

It seems that as long as there is a companion by his side, a person will never forget who he is, nor where he originally came from.

Perhaps it was because of this personal experience that he thought of making a doll and bringing him to accompany Boling—it is too difficult to live alone in this world with only one person's persistence.

"(Ying) It's so rare to hear you say such things..." Bai Ling leaned back, and she pursed her lips, as if she was holding back a smile or crying.

Bai Yi scratched his head, "(English) Isn't this too high school..."

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy, Bai Yi coughed, and poked Doraemon's four-dimensional pocket again, "(English) Anyway, by this time next year, when the affairs of the imperial concubine are over, our family will leave Go far away and live a carefree life."

Berlin laughed out loud this time.

What a standard flag this is.

But she nodded very solemnly.

At this moment, she suddenly wanted to hug Bai Yi, but just as she stretched out her hand, Bai Yi jumped away.

"It hurts, it hurts!" Bai Yi pointed to his back and said in surprise.

"Sorry sorry..."

Bai Ling looked at him, and wanted to say something more, but Jia Yuchun had already stepped aside to press him.

"...All right, I'll go." Bai Yi had no choice but to stand up, and while going out, he turned his head and said, "I'll come to see you another day, you should take good care of your illness!"

A doraemon's head protruded from the bed, waving gently at Bai Yi.

……

After walking into the courtyard, Jia Yuchun's footsteps suddenly stopped.Bai Yi couldn't dodge in time and bumped into his back.

"Your maidservant sees the imperial concubine and empress!" Jia Yuchun knelt down and kowtowed respectfully.

Only then did Bai Yi see a luxuriously dressed woman standing on the stone steps not far away.

The woman looked very haggard, with a morbid pallor from the fact that she rarely exposed herself to the sun.

But those eyes, those half-opened eyes, still retain some of the charm of the past.

Bai Yi also had to kneel in response - this was really the thing he hated the most after entering the palace. In this palace with complicated rules, kneeling was a common practice, and it was an etiquette that could not be circumvented.

Every time Bai Yi knelt down, there was a strong disobedience in his heart, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was disgusted.

He was annoyed by it, but it never occurred to him to ease the discomfort.For, this disgust was like a sign—a sign that he had not yet been tamed by anyone.

Compared with kneeling down at every turn, Bai Yi is more afraid that one day he will get used to the difference of honor and inferiority in this palace wall, he will get used to bowing his head to some people, and he will become like these eunuchs who seem to be dying Same.

If there was such a day, he would definitely take his own life first.

"You are Bai Yi?" Qu's voice was very low, sounding a little cold.

"Yes." Bai Yi raised his head and met Qu's gaze.

For a moment, Bai Yi was instinctively startled—the imperial concubine looked at him as if she wanted to cut a piece of flesh off him, full of distrust and hostility.

Bai Yi took a deep breath.

What's the matter with the ladies in this palace?

Why do both of them have this kind of temperament...

The one from Xianfu Palace would hit someone if he disagreed with him, while the one from Chengqian Palace would stare fiercely at him without even saying a word.

...What kind of taste does the emperor have?

Qu's back was tense, and his voice was cold, "How is Boling?"

"Go back to your mother, my sister is fine." Bai Yi replied loudly, "For these two days, please take care of me, don't let her do too much work, let her rest for a few days—"

"Shut up!" Jia Yuchun looked sideways slightly, and his voice became stricter, "It's not your turn to dictate what the empress is going to do."

The corners of Bai Yi's mouth sank slightly.

Qu Shi snorted very softly, she stretched out her hand, and let Baoyuan help her walk down the steps step by step.

"You stayed in the room for more than an hour, what did you talk about?"

"Go back to your mother, I—"

"I asked Jia Yuchun, not you."

Although Qu's voice was soft, it carried a tone that did not allow others to comment.

Bai Yi looked confused - obviously the imperial concubine defended Bai Ling, but where did this hostility towards him come from?
Jia Yuchun had a smile on his face, "Hui Niangniang... It's all, ordinary brothers and sisters reminiscing about the old days, and there are some reminders, nothing else."

"Oh, exhortation." Qu Shi glanced at Bai Yi, "What are you exhorting, I want to hear it too."

Jia Yuchun raised his head, "He told Miss Bai Ling to take good care of her illness and come to see her again. By the way... just now he gave the girl a little puppet, and Miss Bai Ling seems to like it very much."

"Really." Qu's expression was numb, and then he slowly turned around, "... I'm sorry."

After finishing speaking, Bai Yi saw her heading towards Bai Ling's house - it turned out that the imperial concubine was also going to visit.

Bai Yi couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

He had a faint premonition—if he really asked Bai Ling for something just now, he would probably be dragged out of Chengqian Palace and beaten up now.

Before leaving Chengqian Palace, he took a deep look back.

In this imperial palace, there are dragon pools and tiger dens everywhere.

Staying in this kind of place every day, staying with these people who easily control other people's life and death, what...what is it like?

(End of this chapter)