"How did I know I would meet such a hooligan?" Qing'er also pouted her little mouth with bitterness. Thinking of her situation just now, she was still scared.

Anle couldn't bear to blame Qing'er more. After all, the incident happened suddenly and no one expected it. Besides, it was a lesson for no reason, so she said in a ease, "Okay, okay, you are not allowed to make decisions in the future. If you want to attend any troubled conference."

Qing'er nodded unwillingly. When she lowered her head, she accidentally found the remaining blood on her hands. She was surprised and said 'ah...'. Anle looked at her in frightened state. Only Qing'er held her blood-stained hand and said in fear: "Blood...blood..."

Anle hurriedly stepped forward to check Qing'er's body and said nervously: "Qing'er, what's wrong with you? Are you injured somewhere?"

"I...I..." Qing'er didn't feel the pain, but she couldn't remember the origin of the blood on her hands for a while.

Anle carefully checked Qing'er, but checked all the places she could see, but no injuries were found. She said inexplicably: "Without any wound, how could it bleed?"

Qing'er also frowned with unknown brows. She thought for a while, and saw Anle's scattered black hair, she suddenly remembered the situation of attacking the man with a hairpin.

"Oh, I remembered it, it was that hairpin."

Anle subconsciously touched the disassembled bun, and she said thoughtfully: "My hairpin."

Because of the importance of the hairpin to her, Anle's expression became a little solemn. Qing'er naturally knew Anle's attention to the hairpin, so she said apologetically: "I'm sorry Anle, I didn't deliberately use your hairpin to fight back. I was also anxious at the time, so I took a weapon casually."

The hairpin has been lost, and no matter how much it is said, it is nonsense. Besides, safety in life is the first priority, so Anle also comforted and said: "Stop talking, I understand, if you lose your hairpin, it will be lost, as long as you are fine."

Qing'er nodded with a naive smile. She held Anle's arm and said coquettishly: "It's okay, the old ones don't go to the new ones, I'll ask Brother Cheng to help you make a better look."

Anle smiled. People who don’t know the origin of the hairpin may have taken it over so much, but even if she cares about it, she can only see the things she loses. Maybe there is a saying that the objects are destined, maybe the fate is over.

"Okay, go back quickly, otherwise I don't know who I'm going to meet."

After a brief fright, Anle was exhausted, not physical fatigue, but the lingering fear left by excessive physical and mental frightening.

Although Qing'er had a little more knowledge, it was her first time facing such a big situation, so she looked around in fear, then nodded repeatedly to agree with Anle's proposal.

A large mansion of an ancient building, with green tiles washed by wind and rain, showing signs of age. On the edge of a huge door, the two big words "Song House" were hung high;

The figures of Anle and Qing'er appeared again at the door of the Song house. Anle picked up the door knocker and knocked on it twice. The ancient door was slowly opened. It was thought that the elderly servants inside, perhaps when they saw Anle and Qing'er, the servants said excitedly: "Miss, Miss Qing'er, you are finally back. The eldest and young masters are preparing to go to find you with great fanfare."

Anle subconsciously looked at Qing'er. Qing'er's eyes showed fear of being scolded, and her expression showed simple worry. After all, such a big thing disappeared for no reason without telling her. It was the first time that they were worried about the situation that they had never gone far away and had not left without saying a word.

"Uncle Zhang, please tell the eldest master first that we have returned home safely. I will go find them later." Anle couldn't find a good excuse for a while, and she was not dressed at the moment. If they saw her, she might have to worry about what she looked like.

Uncle Zhang nodded, "Oh," and said again, "I'll go now."

Anle nodded and answered. After Uncle Zhang left, Qing'er looked like a child who did something wrong, afraid of being punished. She said pitifully: "Anle, why don't I go back first."

Qing'er knew the temper of the eldest son of the Song family, so she could naturally hide for a while. Moreover, this matter was her idea. If she was blamed, she would be a serious crime.

"Okay, I'll ask someone to give you it." An Le was naturally familiar with Qing'er's colorful intestines, but instead of being punished by the two of them, she would be better off with one. Besides, she couldn't change her playful temperament for a while, and she couldn't do anything to her.

Qing'er avoided the punishment, of course she was happy. She nodded happily and said, "Thank you, Sister Anle."

Anle shook her head docilely. She was so familiar with such love that she could not be familiar with it. Anle called out to the servant in the mansion: "Little Zhouzi, please send Miss Bai back first."

"It's the eldest lady." The servant who called Xiao Zhouzi nodded and signaled.

After Xiao Zhouzi prepared the carriage, Anle helped Qing'er tidy up her clothes and said softly: "Be careful on the road."

Qing'er nodded and said 'um', then got on the carriage and left. After Anle watched the carriage go away, she turned around and entered the mansion.

The long-lasting door, when it slowly closes, the crisp "creaking" sound can be regarded as a proof of the vicissitudes and years that the door has experienced.

On the ancient street, there were few and pitiful pedestrians, just a servant walking out of a corner, stopped in front of the gate of Song's house. He looked up at the somewhat dilapidated gate and repeated the words "Song's house" to himself.

After Anle returned home, she did not rush to see her family, but decided to explain her where she was yesterday early the next morning.

The dawn of the morning is undoubtedly the best warm light in autumn. The Idiom is a yard where you live happily. Because she likes quiet by nature, her yard is biased towards the innermost side of the Song house, avoiding the front yard and back yard, and avoiding the main hall with more haunts.

The entire Song house and the appearance of the house are completely different from each other. From the outside of the Song house, the Song house is an ancient house, at least for a long time, so everything seems a bit old, and it can even be said to be dilapidated.

However, the landscape in the house seems to be completely renewed. First, there are ancient buildings that highlight the style of the yard, and then all the decorations in the courtyard are exquisite and simple. Secondly, the scenery layout in the house is beautiful but not luxurious, clear and pleasant. From the pavilion in the front yard, surrounded by flowers, from the flowers are covered by green willows, and from the willows are wrapped by the garden, the scenery of the entire garden is described as beautiful and does not seem exaggerated at all.

Recalling that the courtyard is obviously much simpler than the landscape in the house. In addition to a pavilion wrapped in green vines in the courtyard, there are also a few green bamboos. It can be said that there is no other scenery. The area in the courtyard is not large, mainly a main house, with study and bedroom on the back side. There are several wing rooms on the east side, which should be the residence of the servant. In addition to the front yard, there is also a small back yard around the main house, but few people can enter.

After Anle morning, she had a cup of white water, a bowl of clear porridge, and two plates of osmanthus cake and pear cake that she had never tired of eating. This was the breakfast that she had accompanied her for many years.

After using a delicious breakfast, Anle was ready to explain where she went yesterday. So after doing a simple washing, she changed into a plain, milky white dress with goose yellow florals, and silky black hair, which was just tied behind her head casually. Because she didn't have her favorite hairpin, she also saved other decorations.

Anle stood in front of the bronze mirror and looked at herself in the bronze mirror. Although her outfit was too simple and casual, her greatest simplicity was that she lifted her hair from behind and seemed to be very satisfied with her dress.

Anle was ready for everything and was about to go out. At this time, a little maid ran out of the house rashly, saying, "Miss... Miss... Not good, the eldest master is here."

When An Le heard this, her brow frowned slightly. Unexpectedly, someone was one step ahead of her. However, since it was time to come, she would not let her explain herself, so she walked out calmly.

When Anle walked to the little maid who came, she paused and said with a little displeasure: "Don't be so panicked in the future, it will be so concise for people to listen to it."

"I know I'm wrong." The little maid pouted and nodded and lowered her face.

Anle then walked out and saw a tall man approaching outside the house. Due to the reflection of light, he could not see the man's expression and appearance. Anle welcomed him affectionately and called out sweetly "Brother..."

The man said coldly as he walked, "In Anle's eyes, there is also my brother."

I saw that this man also had beautiful eyebrows and eyes. Except for the majesty between his eyebrows and eyes, he had a little more majestic appearance, and the rest of his appearance was almost similar to Anle. Therefore, from the beauty of Anle, you can imagine his brother's handsome face.

This man is Anle's twin brother named "Song Cheng". Anle's original name is Song Anle. She also has a younger brother named "Song Qi", including a sister he took in a few years ago, named "Xiao Jing". Because she has no surname, Xiao Jing will temporarily belong to the Song family.

Song Cheng sat down at the table in the room angrily. Seeing that he was so angry, Song Anle still kept her unpride and impatient.

"Brother, don't be angry, let me listen to my sister explain it to me." Song Anle said while pouring a cup of tea for Song Cheng.

Song Cheng glanced at the teacang. The brother and sister grew up together since childhood and each knew each other's nature. He didn't understand why Song Anle suddenly disappeared for a day, but he believed that Song Anle did not leave rashly.

Although Song Cheng was angry, he still took the teacup handed over by Song Anle. Although he did not drink it, it was a way to accept her explanation.
Chapter completed!