imperial psychologist

Chapter 562 Talking All Night
"Yes." The spy nodded, "Three candles were burned in one night, and the two of them didn't even touch the bed."

Lan Zhijun snorted lightly, but her expression didn't look surprised.

"You really saw everything clearly?" Feng Qi couldn't believe it, "Did Bo Ling secretly coerce Wang Duan to make him dare not do anything?"

"Probably not." The spy's voice was a little weak, but his tone was still fluent. "Wang Duan chatted very emotionally. At dawn, he promised to take Miss Bailing out several times, but was rejected."

"...?" Feng Qi was stunned.

"What did these two people talk about?" Lan Zhijun said softly, "Tell me."

The spy took out a palm-sized notebook from his heart.

He held the book in his right hand with one hand, tapped his left fingertips, flipped the pages quickly, and finally stopped on a certain page.

"There are too many things to talk about, I skipped some details, and I remembered the general framework of the conversation. When they entered the door, the two of them were actually arguing—"

Before the spies finished speaking, there was a knock on the door outside. The spies' voices stopped abruptly, and they turned their gazes to the outside.

Feng Qi quickly ran to open the door, then went out alone and stood outside for a while, then said when she came back, "It's the maid who guarded in front of their house last night."

"Oh, what's new?"

Feng Qi shook his head, "It's all what we already know...and Mr. Wang just left by car."

Lan Zhijun looked at the spy in front of her again, "Go on, what are they arguing about?"

"At the beginning, Wang Duan mentioned Zeng Houshizi, and asked Bai Ling what he thought of Zeng's character. This is where the two started to quarrel."

"Is Quite Zeng Jiuyan a good person?"

The spy shook his head, "No, it was Bai Ling who said some specious things during the process, which made Wang Duan feel that she was insinuating and criticizing Huai."

Lan Zhijun's eyes narrowed slightly, "What did Bo Ling say?"

"Probably starting with Zeng Jiuyan's family affairs, Bo Ling said that Zeng Jiuyan is the only son of the Hou family, which is both his luck and his misfortune. Although everyone in the Hou family regards him as a treasure, the price is that the older , the more restrained you are, the more you can't do what you want to do.

"Wang Duan sneered, saying that Zeng Jiuyan had enjoyed the blessing of being an only son earlier, and now he was asked to take on the responsibility of being an only son, so he flung his sleeves and ran away. This is not only nothing unfortunate, but it shows that this person has no kindness to his parents. I don’t care, I’m really a ruthless and ungrateful person rarely seen in the world.”

The spy paused, "Bai Ling asked Wang Duan at this time, whether he had cast all his unwillingness and anger on himself on Zeng Jiuyan, and the two started to quarrel from here."

"...What anger?" Feng Qi couldn't understand.

The spy fell silent.

Nearby, Lan Zhijun smiled, "It's probably because Wang Duan is the second son of Marquis of Zhennan, but he is rarely annoyed by his father's blue eyes."

He glanced at the spies, "Don't stop, keep talking, do you think Wang Duan admits it?"

"Acknowledge." The spy's voice was almost emotionless, he spoke quickly, and his eyes followed his records, wandering a little bit, "He asked Bo Ling back, why not, if such a willful villain like Zeng Jiuyan can still leave behind With a good name, there is no reason and justice in the world."

Lan Zhijun chuckled—the words "reasonable and righteous" come from a mouth like Wang Duan, which is really a bit funny.

"Bai Ling asked what is reason and justice, Wang Duan answered some, and Bo Ling asked some more, and so on, one back and two." The spies said softly, "Wang Duan has been mocking Zeng's hypocrisy, but Bo Ling did not refute. Just keep asking him why he feels that way."

Lan Zhijun frowned slightly, suddenly felt something was wrong, he said softly, "Since you said they had a quarrel, why didn't the maids outside hear it?"

"Wang Duan's words are indeed fierce, but his voice has not been loud." The spy replied calmly, "It may also be because Bo Ling has been comforting him."

"comfort?"

Feng Qi repeated in a soft voice, and she looked at Lan Zhijun with some puzzlement—is there anything that needs to be comforted?
Wang Duan is a well-known prodigal dandy in the capital, if not for his father being the Marquis of Zhennan, based on what he has done in these years, he might have already been punished.Zeng Jiuyan is no longer messing around, at least he is well-known among the people in the suburbs of Beijing.

——What was Wang Duan doing when they were helping farmers fight for paddy fields and overturn iron cases?
He lives in Baihuaya for at least three and five months of the year, and the rest of the world is either out hunting, or running amok in his own villa outside, spending his days intoxicated with wine, meat, singing and singing...

Bo Ling's throwing himself into the lake was fake, but this Wang Duan really killed a girl from a good family.In this Baihuaya alone, he has done so many bad things that people can't even tell, that is, the girl who fell into the flower kiln can bear it. If it is really the daughter of an ordinary family, I don't know how many Throw yourself into the lake in shame and anger.

Now it's Wang Duan who is accusing others, isn't it because others want to comfort him?
Why?
The spy went on.

Feng Qi listened for a while, and the more he listened, the more ridiculous he felt.

Wang Duan scolded Zeng Jiuyan almost all night, scolding Zeng Jiuyan for taking all the things he wanted but couldn't get, but he himself didn't care about it.

Wang Duan talked about his loneliness when he was sober many times-these words almost made Feng Qi sneer, they sounded not only contrived, but also hypocritical, if Wang Duan said that Zeng Jiuyan's leaving without saying goodbye was hypocritical, then he This confession at night has almost reached the point of disgusting.

If these words had reached the ears of the parents whose children were run over by Wang Duan's chariot and horses and had to be sent to the black-haired man by a white-haired man, if they had known, Wang Duan is still worrying about these insignificant seniors. They are angry about scandals, they probably feel that there is no justice in the world.

The spy was still fluently telling what he saw and heard last night.

Obviously Wang Duan had a good time last night.

A person full of crimes suddenly found a place to act as a white lotus - Feng Qi felt goose bumps all over his body when he heard it.

However, Lan Zhijun was obviously very interested.

There was another knock on the door outside at this time, Feng Qi ran to the door with small steps again, and asked in a low voice what's the matter.

The people who came were still the maids in Bai Ling's room last night, and they brought a new news——Wang Duan sent someone to bring over two large boxes of silver taels, but Wang Duan asked Miss Bai Ling to look over and count them in person.

"They don't know how much money they sent?" Feng Qi frowned and said.

"Anyway, that's what they said." The maid said softly, "The carriage pulling silver is now blocked at the gate of our Lanzi shop."

"Who is it?" Feng Qi frowned and said, "Don't let Bai Ling go down, I'll deal with it myself in a while."

(End of this chapter)