imperial psychologist

Chapter 576
"What do you want to make clear?" Bai Ling frowned, "Who do you want to make clear to?"

Bao Yuan could already hear the irrepressible anger in Bo Ling's voice.

Ai Songqing had been leaning against the door and looking at this side, but now he also hurried out and pulled Bo Ling back to his position.

"Quiet the fire, don't make any noise, the child should wake up in a while."

It was only then that Bo Ling realized that his voice was a bit high just now.

She raised her hand to support her forehead, turned around and paced around the room.

Listen, listen, listen.

don't get angry...

Let's listen to Baoyuan's thoughts first...

There's no use getting angry like this...

But Bai Ling felt her hands trembling slightly, she took a few deep breaths, and finally stood where she was, looking at Baoyuan.

"Stay here." Bo Ling's voice was softer, "If we encounter any problems in the future, let's find a solution together."

Baoyuan still shook her head.

Bo Ling took a deep breath, only to feel that thousands of words were choking in his throat.

"During this time, the food, fruits and vegetables delivered by Lan Zihao... I'm really grateful," Baoyuan looked away with some difficulty, and said in a low voice, "But just like this, there are already a lot of gossip around, You can say anything. Your mouth grows on other people, and people say... people say..."

The palms in Bai Ling's sleeves were clenched instantly.

"These people who will poke your spine at such a juncture, what do you care about them? Will these people look forward to you? Will they love you? Do they care if Niannian can grow up well?"

Bao Yuan was speechless.

"They won't!" Bai Ling said earnestly, "We didn't see this kind of people in the palace back then? No matter what you did or didn't do, people who love to talk will always talk. The more afraid you are, The more they chew—”

Looking at Baoyuan's increasingly silent expression, a voice in Bai Ling's heart sounded again.

Stop accusing...

Anyone can tell the truth...

This will only make it more and more difficult for Baoyuan to speak out what is in her heart...

Berlin sat down on a nearby chair.

There was silence in the room.

Baoyuan sighed, "Bai Ling, you are standing in this position, you don't need to care, but I...I can't."

Bo Ling looked at Baoyuan in surprise, "...what is my current location?"

Bao Yuan glanced at the tattoo on Bai Ling's shoulder, lowered her head and said, "You...you are now a girl of Lan Zi."

Bai Ling stood there in a daze - for a moment she couldn't understand the meaning of Baoyuan's words.

"I'm already a girl of Lan Zihao..."

Bo Ling murmured in a low voice, and repeated the words again, and when he thought about it, Bo Ling's eyes showed a bit of disbelief.

"I'm already a girl from Lanzihao, and my father and brothers are not around, and no one in this capital recognizes me or cares about me. So it doesn't matter if I dance and sing in Lanzihao, you... you want Say this?"

Bao Yuan quickly shook her head, but for a moment she didn't know how to defend herself.

After a long time, Baoyuan said softly again, "It's not your fault that you have fallen to this point, I understand... I also know that this world laughs at the poor but not at the prostitutes, but people should have their own bottom line, I originally...nor I should reach out to you, I have to find a way by myself."

"I understand, I understand..." Bai Ling nodded repeatedly.

"Bai...Bai Ling." Ai Songqing looked at Bai Ling's expression and suddenly felt distressed.

Bo Ling's hands were tightly grasping the armrest of the chair, and his heart heaved violently.

"You are poor, I am a prostitute, you live in peace and contentment, and I am a lowly...Isn't it?"

Bai Ling's eyes were also red, and her voice was a little choked up.

"I really... I really don't know what to do, and I keep thinking about how I can help you."

"Bai Ling," Baoyuan panicked, wanted to explain but didn't know how to speak, lest the description would become darker, "I didn't mean that..."

"...Let's go, let's go." Bai Ling stood up, and the corners of her mouth sank, "You take the things in the wooden box, and you and your man can decide who you want to deal with, and I can't control it."

Baoyuan lowered her eyes and said nothing, but walked slowly to Bo Ling's room and carried her daughter out.

Niannian leaned on Baoyuan's shoulder, still sleepy at this moment, not understanding what happened.

Baoyuan bowed slightly towards Bai Ling, "It doesn't matter if you annoy me or hate me..."

Bo Ling sat there without saying a word, looking at the person in front of him with red circles.

Bao Yuan said again, "You have been helping me all this time, and I am also grateful from the bottom of my heart... But everyone has their own way to go.

"I've been wondering for the past few days, is it because I walk too close to the flower kilns on weekdays, that's why he moved his mind like this.

"Before, I was always looking for things to do in Baihuaya, because it was close to home, so it was convenient to take care of Niannian. Waiting here to finish the work in June, next month, I also want to go out to see if there is anything to do elsewhere... ..."

When Nian Nian heard her name, she moved in Bao Yuan's arms.

"Nian Nian is very good." The little girl said softly.

"Well, very obedient." Baoyuan weighed the child in her arms again, stepped forward and picked up the jewelry on the table, "Thank you, really... I don't need to ask people from Lanzihao to give me anything from now on." If I go, people will always see Lan Zihao delivering things to my house, it's really... not very good."

Bo Ling took a breath, "Okay, I won't send them away in the future."

"Then...Bai Ling, take care of yourself." Baoyuan said softly, "Where do you want me to work next, I will wait for your arrangement tomorrow."

"...You just work in my house, and you don't have to go anywhere else," Bai Ling said softly, "According to what you said, finish the work in June first."

"Yeah." Bao Yuan agreed, and she walked out with Nian Nian in her arms.

The little girl lay on Baoyuan's shoulder, looked at Bai Ling and Ai Songqing, waved her hands and said "goodbye, sister".

Ai Songqing also forced a smile and waved to Niannian.

Bo Ling was silent, sitting in the same place motionless, watching the figures of Bao Yuan's mother and daughter disappear at the door.

Ai Songqing turned around.

After entering Baihuaya, this was the first time she saw Boling cry.

She took out her handkerchief and handed it to Bo Ling.

Bo Ling lowered his head to wipe away his tears, but the tears fell one after another, until finally he had to cover his face and sob.

Ai Songqing stepped forward and gently hugged Bo Ling.

"Actually... Sister Li is right. Everyone has their own way to go," she said softly, "At least they are living an upright life, and they don't necessarily need our pity."

Bo Ling suppressed his crying and nodded.

"Hey...don't cry, Bo Ling, why don't you go to bed early tonight?" Ai Songqing said softly, "Master Wang is coming again tomorrow?"

Bo Ling shook his head and said intermittently, "Today is the fourth day, and he came here on the seventh day, the day after tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)