Qing'er didn't react for a moment, so she said ignorantly, "Ah?"

"Miss Song also has sealed tendons and veins in her body, so I will help her open it."

Qing'er nodded, "Is that dangerous?"

In fact, even she herself doesn't know whether Qing'er's worries are more biased towards Song Anle or Gao Yuanshang.

Gao Yuanshang smiled, "Don't worry, there will be no danger."

Qing'er nodded with peace of mind, then stood up and gave up her position. She completely faded away, and she felt ambiguous about the scene just now, because Gao Yuanshang clearly called Song Anle as Miss Song.

Gao Yuanshang walked up to the bed, and nodded very gentlemanly and said, "I'm rude."

Song Anle didn't know what Gao Yuanshang meant to open up the meridians, but it seemed like it was scary when he heard the name, so she seemed a little scary.

However, in Gao Yuanshang's eyes, Song Anle thought that she was weak or had been tortured by blood and could not move. So he took the initiative to help her get up. With Gao Yuanshang's strength, Song Anle also got up and sat up, and moved to the inside of the bed, as if she was deliberately keeping a distance from Gao Yuanshang.

But Song Anle didn't expect that she moved inside, just in line with Gao Yuanshang's intention. He also sat on the bed and sat cross-legged behind her. She was a little panicked. After all, the man was alone in the bed and there were so many people watching her, so she seemed a little restrained.

Song Cheng seemed to see Song Anle's discomfort, and he also had a certain understanding of unblocking qi and blood. If he knew that Song Anle's acupoint was sealed, he would not allow Gao Yuanshang to open up her meridians.

"Let's go out and wait first, don't disturb them." Song Cheng softly reminded Qing'er who was standing beside him.

Although Qing'er was a little confused, she nodded and answered. Although Song Cheng left together, Song Xiaojing followed closely and signaled the servant to leave as well.

After the outsider's withdrawal, Song Anle relieved one uneasy and then raised another restraint. The lonely man and widowed woman were alone in the room and were still on the bed. Although it was necessary for the situation, she was born as a woman, so she was somewhat embarrassed.

Gao Yuanshang only cared about the position he needed. He helped Song Anle sit on the bed and reminded him: "Close your eyes and calm your mind and relax."

Song Anle closed his eyes as he said and tried to calm himself down. As for the relief, it must be difficult for her to do it.

Since Song Anle's black hair was spread on her shoulders, Gao Yuanshang grabbed her loose hair and twisted it into a pinch. Because Song Anle had no hair accessories, he pulled out his hair fork from his black cap and tied up Song Anle's hair like a waterfall.

Gao Yuanshang's series of actions were crudely humiliated and quick, so Song Anle could only endure the pain of the hair roots and let Gao Yuanshang fiddle with it.

In fact, it is not difficult to open up the blood vessels of the qi. Gao Yuanshang sat in deep breathing, closed his eyes slightly, slowly lifted his hands in his qi, and finally pushed Song Anle on his back regardless of lightness or weight.

Song Cheng, who was guarding outside the dormitory, just stood at the door with a dark face, while Qing'er was absent-mindedly standing by. Song Xiaojing followed Qing'er, observing Qing'er's emotional changes from time to time, and at the same time, she did not let Song Cheng go.

Everyone seemed to be waiting anxiously, but everyone's thoughts were different. Song Xiaojing suppressed in silence and felt a little difficult to breathe, so she said, "Brother Cheng, don't worry, Qing'er, it will be fine."

Song Cheng was still indifferent, but Qing'er smiled far-fetchedly and nodded;

About an hour later, Gao Yuanshang finally got sweaty and successfully opened up the sealed acupoints of Song Anle. Because of his weakness, Song Anle was already soaked in clothes. When Gao Yuanshang pushed her back with a sudden palm, Song Anle's body was hit and hit her forward. A mouthful of black brown blood was sprayed out.

Song Anle spit out the sealed blood and fainted in Gao Yuanshang's arms. Perhaps because of hearing the movement, Song Cheng and others rushed in nervously. Seeing that there was still blood on the corner of Song Anle's mouth, Qing'er and Song Xiaojing didn't understand martial arts, so they called each other in unison: "Anle."

Gao Yuanshang stood up and put Song Anle flat on the bed, then said, "She is fine, but she is physically weak and can't bear it. Let her rest for a while and it's fine."

Although Qing'er nodded, she still looked at Song Anle with concern. Her eyes returned to Gao Yuanshang's body again, and only then did she realize that he was a little tired and weak, and there were even beads of sweat on her forehead. She said worriedly: "Brother Yuanshang, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Gao Yuanshang smiled obviously weakly.

"I'll help you over and take a rest." Qing'er said and supported Gao Yuanshang, but Gao Yuanshang didn't refuse. However, they had just taken two steps when a man shouted from a distance from the outside.

"Big Young Master...Big Young Master..." Judging from the sound coming, it is not difficult to hear the rush of people.

Song Cheng didn't know that he could tell the sound of a person, or was worried that yelling would disturb Song Anle's rest, so he walked out first because he knew that the person coming would definitely not be a trivial matter.

As soon as Song Cheng walked to the door of the dormitory, a servant rushed in front of him in a hurry. Perhaps the situation was indeed urgent, and he collided with the master. The servant retreated repeatedly and said tremblingly: "Young Master, forgive me, the young man did not intend to collide with the young lady's dormitory, it was really..."

The servant hesitated in embarrassment. Song Cheng knew that the servants in his mansion would not dare to step forward if it was not for a hundred thousand urgent matters. Because the mansion had regulations that male servants were not allowed to enter the yards of the ladies and the wife without authorization, and they were even more allowed to enter the room. So he said coldly: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Go back to the eldest master, yes...yes...the second prince of the Northern Dynasty came and said he wanted to find our eldest lady." The servant said in panic.

When everyone present heard the prince was coming, I guess the heartstrings of everyone present were extremely tense. Song Cheng was the most obvious because his deep eyebrows and his dark and solemn expression were enough to make people guess his inner uneasiness.

Song Cheng clearly remembered that at the donation meeting, Song Anle collided with the prince's carriage and offended the second prince. At that time, the second prince clearly stated that after the donation meeting, he came to Song Anle to punish him. Now it has been a while since time has passed. They have been lucky and thought that the second prince had forgotten this matter. They did not want to forget it, but the time has not come.

Song Cheng couldn't find a better reason to meet him for a long time, and Song Anle was in a state of drowsiness, so he naturally could not go out to welcome him. However, after all, the prince was here. If he didn't go to welcome him, wouldn't it be even more unfavorable if he was punished for the crime of indifference to the royal family again?

Song Xiaojing was present at the donation meeting at that time, so she had to know more clearly than Song Cheng later heard that she had known her. In addition, she remembered her identity as a prince very clearly.

"Brother, is it because..." Song Xiaojing seemed to be a little unsure of the purpose of the second prince, and seemed to be reminding something.

After pondering for a while, Song Cheng was still confused about how to evade, but in order to avoid letting the prince wait, he said with a serious look: "You go to report to the second prince, and you will say that the eldest lady is in a bad condition and is inconvenient to meet people. I will arrive later."

Even if there is no appropriate wording to make excuses, at least he cannot escape the meeting. Song Cheng simply went to act in the opportunity, but in any case he could not escape the meeting.

The servant was a little dull, as if he was a little suspicious of Song Cheng's decision, but he nodded and said, "Yes."

"Wait a minute." Before the servant could turn around and leave, Song Anle's weak voice came from the room.

When Song Cheng saw Song Anle wake up, he nervously returned to the room, and the others followed him, except for such a servant.

"Anle, why did you get up?" When Song Cheng walked in, Song Anle had already stood up and leaned against the bed. The blood on the corner of his mouth had already been wiped clean by the maid.

"I'm much better." Song Anle smiled. Although her face was a little haggard and pale, it was obviously caused by not eating for a long time.

Song Cheng looked dark and solemn. Song Anle glanced at him and glanced at the others, but she didn't see the servant, so she said softly: "Little Fifth son, come in too."

I saw the servant outside also walked in, nodded and said, "Hello, Miss."

Song Anle pursed her lips and said lightly: "I heard that the second prince is here outside the mansion, right?"

The servant who called Xiao Wuzi was confused for a while and subconsciously looked at Song Cheng. After not receiving Song Cheng's instructions, he nodded and said, "Go back to the eldest lady, the second prince is indeed waiting outside the mansion."

"Then you go and report back to the second prince, and I will say that I am ill, and I am afraid I cannot greet you personally. If the second prince does not abandon you, I will trouble the second prince to move into the dormitory of the courtyard. I am here to wait for the second prince to be the first prince." Song Anle's dull expression, a light but unbreakable tone, and an unhurried attitude are undoubtedly her most attractive specialty.

"This..." Xiaowuzi looked at Song Cheng even more embarrassedly. After all, it was the prince who came in person. If he openly refused to meet him, he would be a first-class crime. If the prince moved here, wouldn't it be a more serious crime?

Song Cheng naturally could tell the difference, so he said, "Anle, this is probably inappropriate, if..."

"Brother, don't worry." Before Song Cheng finished speaking, Song Anle interrupted him and said to Xiaowuzi in a blink of an eye: "Little Wuzi, just do what I said, if anything is my responsibility."

Xiaowuzi still looked at Song Cheng in a tangled manner, but Song Anle's words have always worked in the mansion, so he nodded and said, "Young man, let's do it now."

Song Anle was not completely unpredictable. She heard it very clearly that the second prince was waiting outside the mansion, which also proved that he was not coming with great fanfare. If he was having great fanfare, he would probably not wait for her to greet him, but summon her to meet him, and would not only find her.
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