"Of course it's not bad. It's just that in a high position, there must be a corresponding price. No one can reach the sky in one step, let alone any rewards. You can get it for nothing."

Song Anle smiled leisurely and relaxedly. She sighed deeply: "Instead of spending more energy to look up at all things, why not choose the one that suits you to look at the world in a straight line? More often than not, it is not that you are not in a low position, but that you have not found an angle that suits you."

Gao Yuanshang's expression had become dark and serious without realizing it. He kept thinking about Song Anle's words, but every sentence seemed to be unreasonable for him to consider. So he said coldly: "So what if you find it? People cannot always occupy an angle. Only by constantly changing and rising can they have a different vision."

From Gao Yuanshang's words, it is not difficult to hear that he is an ambitious man. Since Song Anle does not like to compete for, including his lofty power, in her consciousness, ambition is pitiful and pathetic, because he will only be affected by his obsessed thoughts, so it is difficult for him to realize the ease of letting go.

"Just just want to find the sense of vision, condescending position is naturally good, but if it is because of the might of looking up to all living beings, condescending authority may not be able to control it."

Song Anle's unremarkable tone was everywhere suggesting that only those with certain power could have the supreme position step by step, while those who were determined to climb high branches might not be able to control the lofty position even if they could ascend to the top.

"Of course;" Gao Yuanshang said confidently: "Since you are determined to climb, you naturally have sufficient control potential. Otherwise, even if you look up to all living beings, you may not be lucky enough to see your vision."

Although Gao Yuan still shows his unique power and domineeringness everywhere, those who can speak such big words either show their majesty in nonsense, arrogantly showing their majesty, or he does have sufficient confidence.

Song Anle only analyzed these two, but she did not want to draw conclusions about these two early, so she said politely: "If you are so confident and wary, I wish you a good idea as soon as possible."

Gao Yuanshang glanced at her. In fact, he did not need Song Anle's auspicious words to send her away, but just a way to imply psychological. Maybe Song Anle would not pay attention to it now, but one day he would let her understand.

But when it comes to "one day" Gao Yuanshang has an inexplicable wonder. Why can Song Anle always be attached to his future in his consciousness? It seems that in his consciousness, Song Anle has become a person in his future life? Gao Yuanshang sighed and laughed at his inexplicable thinking.

Before Gao Yuanshang could sort out his thoughts, Song Anle coughed twice softly. Although she had tried her best to suppress herself, she was attacked by the cold wind and the cold air at the height, and she couldn't help but cough out lightly.

Gao Yuanshang almost forgot that Song Anle still had an unhealed body, but his indifferent nature still prompted him to say coldly: "You should go back early, this place is not suitable for you."

Hearing Gao Yuanshang's words, he didn't seem to plan to go back. Song Anle looked at the road at that time. Although the road conditions were clear and the road was relatively flat, the endless road was far away and she couldn't see the other end of the road, and it was also a mountain range.

Song Anle was worried that she would not be sure of the way back, so she asked casually: "Aren't you going back?"

The two of them had a very homely conversation, but they had a kind of ambiguous negotiation like a couple, but this feeling was only paused in their consciousness for a moment. Because they were well concealed, they did not show any embarrassment.

Gao Yuanshang seemed to have not heard Song Anle's words. He still looked away in the vast white snow scene. He was indifferent to Song Anle's inquiry. Song Anle looked at him from the side. Although she was just the expression on her side, she couldn't see the hollowness in his expression, but the charm between his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be sad, as if it was cold, but more like sadness.

Gao Yuanshang from many aspects made Song Anle unable to determine which one was the real one. It can be seen that his indifferent statement did not seem to have the intention to answer, nor did he mean to leave, so Song Anle no longer waited, and then she left silently.

I don't know how long it took, Gao Yuanshang's consciousness could no longer be controlled. When Song Anle's figure no longer appeared in his light, he subconsciously looked at the way he came, and saw that Song Anle's slender body was wrapped in a loose cloak, which still could not cover her thin figure. He stared at him for a long time until the snow-white figure gradually merged into the white snow scene in his sight.

As it was almost evening, the heavy snow like goose feathers began to fly and fall again. It was originally the sky at Shenshi, but it looked a little dark under the gray and empty color, but it looked particularly bright under the white snow.

Gao Yuanshang returned to the chandelier with a chill, and he untied his cloak that was wet with snow. At this time, Xiaoju did not untied his cloak for him after seeing him back, but handed him a cup of hot tea.

Gao Yuanshang also took the hot tea casually and sipped it lightly. For the heavy chill, he found a hint of relief. Xiaoju took the cloak he had untied. She gently patted the snow on the clothes and hung the cloak on a stand beside her.

Gao Yuanshang looked at Xiaoju's slender back, but he thought of Song Anle's back. Although he did not have that feeling of admiration for Song Anle, he always had an inexplicable favor. However, that kind of favor is not like or love. It seems that it is just appreciation or curiosity.

"By the way, how is Miss Song taking medicine?" Because I couldn't find any questions about asking Song Anle, Gao Yuanshang could only find a reason to ask.

"Go back to the young master, Miss Song was too scared, so after conditioning, it was almost healed, but..." Xiaoju paused for a moment and said, "Miss Song left at noon and has not come back yet. I am afraid..."

Xiaoju was worried and wanted to speak again, then she knelt down with a remorse and said, "I am not doing well, I hope the young master will punish you."

Gao Yuanshang looked at Xiaoju in surprise. Because Xiaoju nodded on the ground, he did not reveal his differences. However, Song Anle had already come down from the mountain. According to time, he should have returned to the foot of the mountain, but he hasn't returned yet?

"You mean, Song Xiaojing has never come back since she left?" Because Song Anle's whereabouts were unreasonable, Gao Yuanshang confirmed again.

Xiaoju nodded solemnly and said 'Yes'.

Gao Yuanshang did not pause at all, then turned around and rushed into the white snow scene, leaving Xiaoju looking at his disappearing back, thinking intently.

Gao Yuanshang went straight to the intersection of their mountain. He quickly looked around, but his eyes were extremely detailed. Because Song Anle was also wearing a white cloak, he was worried that he would miss her figure.

The heavy snow was flying in the dim sky. Gao Yuanshang carefully searched for various places where there were possible no people, but he never found a trace of people. In the heavy snow, his black hair, like ink, had been occupied by the white snowflakes.

Gao Yuanshang collapsed several places. Without discovering Song Anle, he returned to the intersection of the mountain. The reason why he did not go up the mountain to look for it first was because the mountain road was not complicated and even more dangerous. There was no trace of Song Anle everywhere, and two horses were there, so Song Anle still had no possibility of leaving here.

Gao Yuanshang finally headed straight to the mountain road because he suddenly remembered that there seemed to be two forks in the mountain road, but the forks were not very good, so he was lucky and thought that Song Anle would not choose a bumpy road.

There is also a fork in the road, which is even less obvious. It can even be said that it is just a mark on the road, but he dared not rule out any possibility. After all, Song Anle disappeared when he was going down the mountain.

Halfway through the road, Gao Yuanshang began to closely check the footprints left in the snow. Perhaps because of Song Anle's light posture, and the heavy snow fell again, the footprints left were faintly visible and even difficult to identify.

Gao Yuanshang was entangled at two forks, one was the path to his confidential place, and the other was just a natural path, but he checked along the path, and there was no way out at the other end of the road.

Thinking that Song Anle would not leave and return to the mountain again, so Gao Yuanshang chose the fork on the left to look for the past.

Because of his familiarity with this fork, Gao Yuanshang entered the road easily. He really lived up to his efforts. There were still footprints of varying depths in the snow. It seemed a little unclear under the heavy snow, but it did not affect the slightest effect. Gao Yuanshang distinguished that it was Song Anle's footsteps, because there were no other women here except Xiaoju and another little maid, and the other little maid was not here, so the current footsteps must be left by Song Anle.

Gao Yuanshang followed the direction of his steps, feeling worried about Song Anle's safety, and was also angry that she was hiding at his forbidden area at will.

Following the direction of his footsteps, suddenly a faint footprint disappeared from the snow. Gao Yuanshang wandered in the same place. Thinking that Song Anle was staying nearby, he checked carefully and listened carefully.
Chapter completed!