But Song Anle didn't care about his ridicule, because if she said directly that it was because of Qing'er's reputation, it was obvious that Qing'er would also be brought into the rude words. However, with the face of the Song family, the rudeness was only Gao Yuanshang. After all, it was the Song family he broke into privately. Even if Qing'er did not reject him, he would be rude first.

"Thank you, Mr. Gao, for exaggerating it;" Song Anle said with a gentle smile: "As the saying goes, the elder sister is like a mother. Although I can't do a comprehensive and comprehensive approach, I can still control it in general."

Song Anle wanted Gao Yuanshang to know that even if she could not arrange the marriage of love, at least she could take charge of her marriage, even if love insisted on it, it would be nonsense.

Gao Yuanshang was most disgusted with Song Anle's arrogance, so he said firmly and strongly: "I must marry a love son. If you don't believe me, we can walk around and see."

"I don't object to you and Lover, but I hope you can be responsible for every word you say, including your behavior." Song Anle let go of her arrogant momentum, but instead she seemed gentle and charming, but the sharp words of her words were better than her prosperous momentum.

"What?" Gao Yuanshang said with a sneer and thoughtful look: "Do you think I have the same playing attitude towards Qing'er as you? Or..." Gao Yuanshang paused for a moment, deepened the playfulness on his face, and looked at Song Anle and then said: "You don't want me to be with Qing'er at all."

Song Anle seemed to be quilted open the layer of cassock that was sealed in her heart. She blocked all her inability to extricate herself from Gao Yuanshang in that layer of cassock. She dared not touch it, let alone mention it, but Gao Yuanshang pointed it out in one word.

Although Song Anle could no longer remove Gao Yuanshang from her heart, she never selfishly wanted to destroy his and love. She even clearly saw that it was her fate and destined to be unable to escape. If she should not be her good friend, even if she came together, it might not last long. This was the conclusion she gave to herself.

"You're thinking too much. Qing'er is my sister. As a sister, I hope she can get plain and real happiness, rather than the short splendor of passion."

"You'd better think so, but you'd better say these words to Qing'er and say them with your heart." Gao Yuanshang clearly did not believe Song Anle's words, but he did not doubt Song Anle's intention to Qing'er. What he doubted was only the feelings that Song Anle hidden in his heart, because he was the person involved, and his intuition told him very sensitively that Song Anle had a heart for him, starting from the second time he saved her.

Song Anle immediately glanced at him, then with guilt, he took back his eyes. She would wish her love a happy life for a long time, but she was so paranoid that she was unwilling to bless Gao Yuanshang.

"Don't worry about the relationship between our sisters. You should think about how to convince my brother to lift the ban." Song Anle could only alienate the topic because she really couldn't guarantee that her heart would not be contaminated by the world.

"I almost forgot if you don't mention Song Cheng;" Gao Yuanshang sneered, "I remember I once said that if he doesn't stop, I will give him double the price. It seems that he must compete with me."

In fact, what Song Anle was most worried about was not her own feelings, but the conflict between Song Cheng and Gao Yuanshang. She didn't know exactly what conflicts there were in addition to their respective identities, but if this situation continued to evolve, it would be out of control.

"If you are willing to express your identity, my brother won't try his best to investigate you. He does this all for love."

"Of course;" Gao Yuanshang still said with a sneer: "How could he let me say replace him after so many years of love?"

Gao Yuanshang's words sound quite understanding, but looking at his arrogant aura, it is clearly a ridiculous motive of Song Cheng. Song Anle also imagined that Song Cheng insisted on opposing Qing'er and Gao Yuanshang's relationship, and there would be some selfishness, but his starting point was definitely for the sake of Qing'er.

"Anyway, he has no ill intentions towards you, so you can stop at your own expense."

"There is a saying that it is out of control, and there is another saying that one can't live by committing one's own sins. I will accompany him to the end when he lifts up the beam. But you might as well tell him that the whole world is the foundation of my royal family. If you want to find out who I am, you might as well use this to investigate."

Gao Yuanshang left a cold smile and left on his own. Song Anle was still shocked in his words. The words "royal family" seemed to make her understand something in an instant, but the messy thoughts enveloped her, wrapping her tightly, and she could not even guess who Gao Yuanshang was.

Since that night, Song Anle has been locking herself in the recitation yard on the grounds of being unwell. No one else was seen except the maid she served every day.

Every day, Song Anle curled up on the imperial concubine's couch, facing the withered branches in the yard, and could always recall the past that had passed away;

It was a snowy night. A girl who was only a few years old walked in the thick snow with her heavy skirt. She followed her two maids, but no one came forward to help her. From then on, she began to learn to move forward on different roads. No matter how bumpy or difficult it was, no one could help her. She needed to walk alone.

In a yard, a house was shining with dim light. The girl went straight to the room. When the girl walked to the door, she stretched out her little hand that was already red and red, and pushed the door open.

A middle-aged couple sat indoors. When the woman saw the girl at the door, she gently called out, "It's Yiran, come in quickly."

Although the woman is approaching middle-aged, her soft voice has not faded away from being moved by the age of age, as if she can imagine her beautiful appearance from her voice.

After the girl walked into the house, she also called out her tender and crisp voice, saying "Dad, Mom."

"Come on, come and sit down." The woman inside reached out and signaled the girl to sit next to her.

On the huge soft couch, the man just sat quietly on the side, and the woman held the girl in her arms. From the woman's beauty, she seemed to be able to see the girl's future appearance.

"Dad, mom, I'm looking for Iran so late, but is there something wrong?" The girl's tender face was filled with a trace of uncertainty. After all, a girl who is only a few years old can show limited emotions.

"Yiran, my father and mother are old and don't want to get involved in the troubles in the world anymore, so my father and mother want to hand over the Song family to you. Can you do it?" The woman's indifferent tone, but with a sad expression. It can be imagined how determined and helpless it takes to hand over a huge family background to a girl of aged age.

The little girl lowered her head and lowered her eyes for a long time. Her expressionless face was surprisingly calm and did not know what she was thinking. The woman next to her did not urge her because she understood her own skills. Believing in her daughter was as if she believed in herself.

The little girl thought for a long time before she said with her innocent and innocent face: "Dad and mother, don't worry, I will do my best to do my best, just listen to my mother's teachings."

"Okay, my good memories." The woman touched the girl's cheek with relief and care.

At this time, the man next to him moved to the girl and said, "Yiran, from tomorrow, you will no longer call Yiran, you are Anle, Song Anle."

The man pronounced the last three words one by one, as if warning something. The man's face was as beautiful as a jade, and even when he was middle-aged, it did not affect his handsome face at all. The steadyness in maturity seemed to be fully displayed on him.

The little girl just looked at the man with an ignorant look on her face, and she didn't need to ask, she knew there would be an explanation.

At this time, the man said: "The Song family is no longer the Song family in the past tonight. This is the name I used to choose for my younger brother and sister. You just need to execute it."

The man said and handed over a piece of letter paper. The little girl hesitated for a moment, but she took it casually.

"Yiran, after tonight, you will never have any father and mother again. You are just an ordinary girl who grows up with your brother. Do you remember?" The woman's face was filled with endless sadness and melancholy.

"I remember it." The little girl was very indifferent because she had accumulated too much of the understanding, and she had already remembered it in her heart.

"And," the woman said earnestly: "No matter when, no matter what descendants of my Song family are allowed to be involved in the royal family, even if they are servants, remember."

The little girl nodded indifferently again and answered. The tranquility she showed was the greatest peace of mind for her parents.

A woman could not bear the burden of her young daughter too much, but because of the world, she had no choice. She chose to hand over the burden to her daughter who was only a few years old. How could her heart bear it?

Perhaps because she was too helpless and couldn't bear it, the woman used the little girl in her arms, and she said sadly: "Don't blame her father and mother for being cruel, we have no choice."

The little girl just snuggled quietly into the woman's arms. The man beside her endured the heartache and hugged his wife and daughter in her arms. The family felt the endless pain, but they just snuggled quietly.

This couple was Song Jingran and Lin Xuan'er back then. They spent several years of comfortable life, but were inspected by Gao Jin because the power of the Imperial House became stronger and stronger, but they were only nominally surrendered to the Northern Dynasties, but they were privately independent factional gang members.

But Song Jingran had to avoid it. He cheated everyone by cheating on Lin Xuan'er, just to have a life of peace with Lin Xuan'er, but without an airtight wall, Gao Jin never stopped looking for Lin Xuan'er, so until now.

They could not let Gao Jin find out any flaws, so they chose to wander around the world.

And this little girl, Yiran, is their eldest daughter. The reason why Song Cheng, who is his younger brother and Yiran, was later called the elder brother was to hide his eyes and eyes. Song Qi was the son of Song Jingran and Xiaohui, "Song Zihan", and Qing'er was the daughter of Bai Nianming and Anpo. Because Anpo missed Bai Nianming in his early years, he later died of depression.
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