The second prince's deep eyes, when Song Anle took off her coat, squinted inexplicably. Under the loose cloak, it was actually a slender body. However, against the backdrop of a lilac color, she looked even more gentle and quiet.

As if she could feel the hot gaze of the second prince, Song Anle never dared to raise her plain but tender eyes. It was not until a waiter gave her a cup of fragrant hot tea that she broke the moment of calmness.

The second prince said first: "Miss Song tastes it. This is the most famous flower tea in your love city."

Song Anle was in a temporary dilemma again. She never touched the tea. Even her most beloved pear blossom tea, she still refused to treat it. So when faced with the clear cup of clear tea in front of her, and the second prince treated her warmly, she couldn't drink it, and it was not good to refuse.

Song Anle was in a dilemma, and it was more than the time to accept or reject it, so she moved her head slightly and subconsciously looked at Mei Xin behind her from the bottom of her eyes, hoping to get her help.

Perhaps because of the long-term relationship between the master and the servant, Mei Xin had already seen her dilemma with Song Anle's actions, but to make her show more obvious, she was not in a hurry to solve her problems. This is also a ritual that focuses on an identity.

"Miss, the doctor told you not to drink tea. I will pour you a cup of white water?" Mei Xin nodded and stepped back. Because of her years of service, she was familiar with Song Anle's preferences, so this must be one of the reasons why Song Anle chose to bring her here.

Song Anle said with guilt: "Forgive me, the second prince. It is really inconvenient for the young woman to drink tea. I am afraid that the second prince will be disappointed."

"It's okay;" the second prince said disapprovingly: "It's because I ignored Miss Shu's preferences, and it's because I'm reckless."

Song Anle pursed her lips slightly. The second prince's careful observation made her a little unimaginable. Although she and Mei Xin cooperated very well, the second prince still saw that she was not suitable for drinking tea, but that she had different preferences.

Mei Xin gave Song Anle a cup of white water, breaking the calm atmosphere again. According to the current situation, she was afraid that she would not be able to leave for a while, so she thought that she was still waiting for her carriage and the coachman, so she said to Mei Xin in a blink of an eye: "Mei Xin, go and tell the groom, just say I'll go back later so that they don't have to wait for me here."

"Yes, I'll inform you now." Mei Xin nodded and then bowed and left.

When Song Anle turned her eyes back, she happened to touch the second prince's gaze on her, but she just smiled faintly.

Song Anle did not show any master's attitude at all, but instead only thought about the servant. This is another source point for the second prince to look at her differently. The second prince said lightly: "It can be seen that Miss Song is a good master who cares about her and loves her servant."

"Let the second prince laugh." Song Anle never modestly praises her because since this is the case, although there is a nominal master and servant between her, she never has a distinctive heart to the servant. She does not need other people's praise, nor does she need to deliberately pretend to behave. Everything depends on one sincerity.

The second prince curled his lips halfway, and since the topic was always on the verge of a break, he casually said, "By the way, Miss Song must be a lover in the city?"

Song Anle nodded and said, "It's just the folk girl."

Before the second prince knew it, it seemed that they could not completely erase each other's honorific titles, so he said interestingly: "We seem to have ignored the previous rules."

Song Anle looked at him ignorantly. Since she didn't react for a while, she didn't think of what he was referring to.

"Dare you ask, can I call Miss Song a name?" The second prince really wanted to get rid of the alienation brought to them by his name, so he seemed a bit reckless when he asked so bluntly.

Song Anle lowered her beautiful face with embarrassment. The second prince's straightforwardness was indeed a bit abrupt, but she also found out that the second prince still remembered her name. Although we met for a while, the second prince had already spoken, so how could she refuse? So she said lightly: "The second prince can take it from his own preferences."

The second prince seemed to be in the impossible, but was recognized. He smiled with satisfaction and then said, "Then... Miss Anle is not planning to correct the rules?"

Song Anle glanced at the second prince with some ignorance. He still didn't quite understand what he meant. Later, he realized his meaning, but she dared not call the prince's identity at will. So she nodded and said, "The little girl dared not call herself the prince's honorary title."

"It's okay, just call me Yuan Yi." The second prince seemed a little impatient, so his words seemed a little hurry, because he wanted to improve their relationship immediately based on the name.

"Yuan Yi?" Song Anle seemed to be muttering to herself, but she unconsciously blurted out herself, so her affectionate name made the second prince even more excited.

Song Anle just felt that the name sounded familiar, and then realized that he had a wrong name, so he lowered his beautiful eyes awkwardly.

Two people who were not familiar with each other, gradually entered the same field with indirect understanding. You drink tea, I drink water, you look at the snow scene, I listen to the birds singing, maybe they can't talk to each other, but the topic is intermittent and unabashed at all.

Until the night replaced the dawn, the dark white illuminated the dark sky, the mountains were swallowed by the dusk, and the birds stopped singing and singing. Song Anle and the second prince left the tea shop. Because the second prince insisted on sending Song Anle back to his house, Song Anle did not refuse too much.

The prince's carriage seemed a little more exquisite and luxurious, and also attracted the attention of many people on the way. When he reached the gate of Song's house, the sky was already dark.

The second prince got off the car very politely and saw Song Anle off. From beginning to end, he did not show any princely posture. This was Song Anle's best impression of him. As for the rest, Song Anle had no doubts, because this day was just a relaxing journey.

"Thank you for sending me to Mr. Yuanyi today. It's too late today. I'm afraid it's inconvenient to invite Mr. Yuanyi to come to the mansion and I hope Mr. Yuanyi will forgive me." Song Anle didn't want the second prince to send her to the door of the mansion. No one noticed it now, so she naturally gave me to the second prince more tactfully.

The second prince didn't mind Song Anle's polite refusal. After all, he still paid more attention to the long-lasting truth, so he also said politely: "No problem, Japan is the one I dominate Miss Anle for one day. I should be deeply sorry."

"Young Master Yuanyi is polite;" Song Anle looked at the sky and smiled lightly, "It's too late now, so the little girl will no longer delay the young master's departure. Please send it to you not far away."

"Then I'll say goodbye first, we'll have a date later." The second prince showed his tender smile again.

"Young Master Yuanyi is easy to leave." Song Anle nodded and gestured. She lowered her beautiful eyes and did not dare to look directly at the feelings in the second prince's eyes, because she was even more afraid that she would be blind for a moment.

The second prince left with a smile, and Song Anle watched his carriage walk away, and she turned back home with peace of mind. However, before Mei Xin came forward to knock on the door, she screamed sweetly and crisply, "Anle..."

Song Anle looked at the sound of the voice and saw Qing'er, Gao Yuanshang and Song Xiaojing coming from the other end. Song Anle glanced at the second prince's carriage, and in order to avoid them paying attention, she took the initiative to greet him.

Qing'er walked up and asked, "Anle, where have you been? Why did you come back so late?"

Song Anle casually catered to him: "I'll go to Uncle Xiangzi to grab some medicine."

Qing'er nodded and said, because it was an unintentional act, she did not pay too much attention to Song Anle's answer, but Song Anle felt very guilty for her lies. She didn't know when she started, and the lies had become a continuation between her lips and teeth.

"By the way, have you just returned, or...?" Song Anle was a little confused. After all, it was hard to imagine since she left the house in the morning. After all, under this temperature, it was difficult for ordinary people to stay outdoors for a day.

"We were going to enjoy the snow, but later we were too tired, so we went to Brother Yuan Shang to sit down. We didn't want to forget the time as soon as we sat down." Qing'er smiled embarrassedly.

Song Anle smiled, and she subconsciously glanced at Gao Yuanshang, because he already had friends in Liancheng, but he had to stay in the Song family. From this point of view, he clearly did it on purpose, but she did not show any abnormality. She just said lightly: "Then go back quickly, don't catch a cold."

Qing'er nodded. Before she could speak, Song Cheng and Song Qi walked out of the mansion. Perhaps because they were worried that they would not return for a long time, when they saw Song Anle and others outside the mansion, Song Cheng walked up and said in surprise: "Why are you all here?"

"Brother, second brother..." The three sisters met one after another.

Song Cheng said in a panic and worriedly: "What are you doing? Why don't you go in so late?"

Song Anle didn't want to reveal her whereabouts for the time being, so she said before Qing'er spoke: "I'll go in now."

"Let's go quickly, see what I have prepared for you." Song Cheng smiled mysteriously.

Song Anle glanced at him inexplicably, and Qing'er asked even more curiously: "What...what?"

"You'll know when you go in." Song Cheng was still with that curious smile. He said, and he casually sorted out the hair on his shoulders...

Qing'er still wanted to ask questions, but Song Cheng had already walked to the mansion, leaving behind a few people who were unknown to him, and they all followed him one after another.
Chapter completed!