imperial psychologist

Chapter 306
Bo Ling, who was drying the sheets in the courtyard, suddenly sneezed.

Bo Ling stopped and rubbed his nose lightly.

Who is this who is secretly speaking ill of her again?
After getting a little more comfortable, she lowered her head again, trying to shake off the sheets that had been wrung out of the water in the tub.

"Do you need help?" Wei Shishi's voice came from above the eaves—Bai Ling is not tall, and he can usually dry clothes, but it is more difficult to dry such large items.

"Ah..." Bo Ling grabbed a corner of the bed sheet, nodded quickly, "need, need! Very..."

Wei Shishi jumped down like a swallow, took the corner of the bed sheet from Bo Ling's hand, and touched the middle edge of its sides along the edge. With a big shake of his hand, the crumpled wet bed sheet spread out.

Wei Shishi flung it towards the clothes rack set aside like a net, and then gently pulled the corners to adjust its position.

With wet hands, Bo Ling wiped the sweat from his forehead with his forearm, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Bo Ling supported his waist and sat down on the side of the well to rest.I kept bowing my body and lowering my head to scrub. I was really tired at the moment, but I looked up at the sky again—it was almost noon now, and if I didn’t prepare lunch, it would be too late.

Bo Ling sighed, stood up and did a few stretching exercises, suddenly remembered something, and asked curiously, "...Who usually washes Fourteen's clothes?"

"Beizhen Fusi has a department that handles these matters. I just need to send the changed clothes to a fixed place."

"I see..." Bo Ling nodded.

That's right, if Fourteen had to do such trivial daily housework himself, then his time would not be available.

"Will there be a situation where it's too late?"

"What's too late?"

"For example, on a rainy day, the clothes won't dry after drying for a long time—"

"No," Wei Shishi replied, "I have more than 80 sets of these clothes. Even if I can't do it, it will be enough to change until the rainy season is over."

Bai Ling was taken aback.

More than 80 sets?

This is too much...

Even girls’ wardrobes generally don’t have more than 80 sets of clothes.
Wei Shishi looked at Bo Ling, "Is there any problem?"

Bo Ling shook his head, and after a while, he asked tentatively, "... more than 80 sets, all of which are the same clothes."

"Yeah." Wei Shisi nodded, he twisted his joints slightly, and pointed to his shoulder, "The sleeves and the fleece inside these clothes can be disassembled, and the accessories used in winter and summer are also different. It's also troublesome."

Bo Ling scratched her head lightly, and a mystery that had troubled her for many years was solved, that is why Wei Shisi seemed to wear the same black clothes all year round, but he seemed to be clean all the time.

Thinking about it carefully, there are too many mysteries about Wei Shishi. Over the past few years, he has been able to respond to his requests almost every time. Bo Ling rarely took the initiative to notice that Wei Shishi was not by his side.

But how did he solve three meals a day?How to solve the daily rest?And... Bo Ling stopped his thoughts, and it would feel a little awkward to ask further.

Wei Shishi looked at Bo Ling's suddenly embarrassed expression, "What's wrong?"

"Well... just curious," Bo Ling said softly, "How do you usually solve it—"

Before the words "three meals a day" could be said, there was another knock on the door outside the yard.

The two turned their heads together.

"Bo Siyao," came the voices of the royal guards, "someone is coming from the palace, you should come out."

Bai Ling lowered her head and smiled. She patted Wei Shishi's arm lightly, and said in a low voice, "I'll ask next time when I have time."

Soon Bo Ling was the only one left in the yard again, she stepped forward to open the door, and sure enough, she saw a palace servant in the red robe of the chief of ceremonies standing behind Jin Yiwei, that person had a cold, unfamiliar face.

"Bo Siyao, Qinyuan depends on you for some things. Eunuch Yuan sent us to pick you up to the palace."

Bai Ling's eyes brightened slightly.

So fast.

"Are you going now," Bo Ling asked, "Can you delay by an hour?"

"Yes," the palace man nodded, "The slave servant received the order to welcome Si Yao into the palace immediately. Do you have any important things to do?"

"Our family still has lunch today..." Bo Ling pointed to the kitchen, "Now is not a convenient time."

The palace man nodded, and made a confession, then turned around and called the little eunuch who was following him not far away, and told him in a low voice to go to Baiweiluo now and ask for a table of wine and food, pack it in a food box and bring it over.

The little eunuch nodded again and again, "Then specifically...?"

"What kind of food do you want, you look at it," the palace servant glanced at him in a cold voice, "but if one of the father and son of the Bai family says that the meal is not good, you can go to the Department of Punishment to ask for a board." .”

"Understood, understood..." The little eunuch nodded exaggeratedly, turned around and ran towards the entrance of the alley.

The palace man turned around and looked at Bai Ling again, his usual indifference and politeness returned to his face, "So, can Bai Siyao leave with us at ease?"

Bo Ling looked at the figure of the little eunuch going away, and she could almost imagine how he would tell the people there just now when he arrived at Baiweilou.

The people here are nothing more than this way, from the palace, to the officialdom, and then to the ordinary people, layer upon layer, layer upon layer, until the bottom, the bottom, those who have no way to retreat body.

The expression on Bai Ling's face also turned cold. She glanced at the palace maid and said in a low voice, "I'm going to change clothes, you wait here."

After closing the door, Bo Ling quickly returned to the house, but did not change his clothes first.

She quickly took a pen and paper from her father and Bai Yi's room, and left a note, telling Bai Shijun and Bai Yi not to worry about her, she was going to the palace.

She also felt the feeling of having to leave a note when the summons came suddenly, and she had to leave first.

When changing clothes, Bai Ling only felt that every part of her body was cooling down like her mood.She moved quickly, and after changing her clothes, she checked the belt, collar, and every detail in front of the mirror.

Yuan Zhen came to look for her.

Yuan Zhen came here at this time only for one thing.

When the door was opened again, Bai Ling had already changed into her best casual clothes, the palace attendant at the door took a step back, leaned forward and said, "Please board the car at the entrance of Bai Siyao Lane."

Before the palace man had finished speaking, Bo Ling had already walked towards the entrance of the alley, but the palace man was not annoyed, and continued to walk behind Bo Ling with a calm expression. With a soft "get up", the carriage started heading towards the palace.

From the back alleys to the imperial palace, Berlin has walked this road countless times, but this time is different from any previous one.

This time, she was no longer there to save people.

　Thanks for the bitterness of memories, vivi worked hard to save rp, Feitian Maomao 06 monthly ticket~
　　Thank you Huzi Fantian for the reward~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)