imperial psychologist

Chapter 584 Changes
Bo Ling sighed, she leaned against the railing with her chin against the wood, and said softly, "They probably don't care if they have flower ropes or not."

"Yeah." Ai Songqing nodded, "Those things are not worth much..."

"That's also what they don't have...Even if they don't care if they have it, they still care about you." Bo Ling said softly.

The two were silent for a moment, Bo Ling thought about Bao Yuan's situation in Hua Nong, turned over again, put his elbows on the railing, looked up at the night sky, and sighed, "It's so difficult."

Ai Songqing said again, "I was lying down just now, and I was thinking, if the person who was there was you, what would be different."

Berlin looked at her.

Ai Songqing laughed, "You probably don't communicate at all, just whatever they say and make trouble...just like we did at Xizihao before."

Berlin also smiled.

"It's...it's hard to say..."

……

On the seventh day of June, Wang Duan arrived as scheduled.

His appointment with Berlin was in the morning, which surprised many.

The bet is over, but there are still people with good intentions after watching Wang Duan enter another room in Boling, speculating how long it will take for him to come out this time. Some guess two hours, some guess three hours, and some guess it must be dark You can't come out again.

But in fact, this time Wang Duan only took half an hour.

The tortoise claws working in the blue shop all lowered their heads, and kept looking at this young man who had suddenly regained his speed from the corner of his eyes—even though his feet were like the wind, many people still saw his face .

There were tears on Wang Duan's face - the same as the previous rumors.

Everyone couldn't help wondering, what exactly did the Bailing girl do to the prince in the house...

It was rare that Wang Duan had the intention to spend the night in a girl's room, but he was bullied and cried twice. I don't know whether it should be said that everything in the world is like a thing, or that Miss Bailing didn't know how to do it.

About a cup of tea later, Bai Ling herself came out of the house, her expression was the same, before leaving, she calmly locked the door again, and then went to the house where she usually lives Head to go.

Everyone still lowered their heads, looking at the new girl from the corner of their eyes, and when Bai Ling left, they couldn't help looking at the consulting room again.

In the next half a month or so, Berlin's life became even busier.

In addition to the six arts in Huayao during the day, she still needs to participate in some wine bureaus at night, some of which are in the VIP rooms of the Lanzi brand "Anzhi Tinglan", some are in other courtyards, and there are still two times in the golden silk cage Here, just another batch of customers have changed.

Among these people, there was another old friend of hers—Wang Yuanwai, Wang Yuzhang of Yuzhang Bank.

On the night when Bailing sent someone to pick up the wooden box that Baoyuan had given him back then, Boss Wang realized that things were not simple.It's just that he doesn't have any familiar friends in Baihuaya, only one—Boss Yang from Huzihao.

This Boss Yang has always wanted to join the caravan of the stock number, so he can barely be regarded as a person who can help inquire.

So that night, he personally came to Baihuaya to ask the owner of Huzihao for advice on what new powerful people the Lanzihao here has recently recruited.

After going back and forth like this, Boss Wang was convinced that Bo Ling was still alive.

When the two met, Bo Ling substituted tea for wine several times and raised a glass of thanks.

She mentioned that she took the initiative to go to the Huzi shop to inquire about news that day.

At that time, Bai Ling originally wanted to cause some trouble, and then waited for an opportunity to ask Zheng Mi, Mr. Zheng from the Jingzhao Yin Yamen to intervene. He never thought that after the meeting with Boss Yang, the other party was indeed sarcastic at first, but as soon as he knew her identity The Lark of the Lan brand has changed its face.

Because of this relationship, she inquired about a lot of news that was not rumored outside, and only then did she truly understand what the road ahead of Bao Yuan and Nian Nian would be like.

Wang Yuzhang sighed, and he really sighed that Bo Ling "is still meddling in other people's business at this time".And whenever Wang Yuzhang asked why Bo Ling fell into such a place as Baihuaya, Bo Ling always kept silent, and told Boss Wang not to ask, and it is best not to inquire.

Wang Yuzhang can somewhat understand the weight of these words.

In June, with several grand singing and dancing banquets, the name of Boling gradually became popular in Lanzihao.

Her voice and her songs are worthy of the name "Bailing". More and more guests began to flock to Lanzihao out of curiosity, and more and more people wanted to kiss Fangze.

These people went back and forth to Lan Zihao with gifts and gift money, and when Lan Zhijun checked the account books every day, her mood became more and more beautiful.

If you have to say that during this period of time, there is something a little strange that Bo Ling has been thinking about and worrying about, it may be that Wei Ying has not come back.

He said earlier that he had something to go out at the end of May, but he didn't explain exactly what it was, nor did he say when he would come back, or whether he would come back.

The only thing that remains the same is that in these days, Berlin has not slack in bayonet practice.

As Wei Ying said, every day's persistence is very important.Although no one knows about taking a day off, the blow to faith will be huge.

However, when Wei Ying left, no one came to avoid those eyes in the dark for her.

She no longer chose to climb to the roof at night, but replaced the blade in her hand with silk, and practiced the movements of pulling and piercing repeatedly in the dance hall where she took off and fell again and again.

The master of the dance workshop couldn't help calling out several times when he saw it, saying that it was too murderous like Bai Ling.

One should smile.

And when you wave your sleeves, your eyes should also be soft and gentle.

While retaining his physical strength, Bo Ling did as he did.

Occasionally, she would even feel lucky—maybe the advice given by the dance master was right, if the killing intent was written on the face when swinging the knife, it might be a flaw in itself.

But during the occasional breaks, Bo Ling would still wonder curiously, Master Wei, what exactly did he do...

She has no way of knowing, and now she can only wait for him to come back and ask him what happened.

On June 21th and June [-]st, Wang Duan also appeared again.The time of his two appearances was still in the morning, and he also stayed in the Berlin house for half an hour.

What Bo Ling and Wang Duan didn't know was that everything they said in the room would be transmitted back to the Golden Pavilion intact afterwards.

Lan Zhijun is usually busy with her own affairs, while listening to the whole story together with Feng Qi.

In fact, they all focus on the same thing.

After Wang Duan started seeing Bo Ling, the number of times he came to Baihuaya—not just Lanzihao—had decreased.

(End of this chapter)