Song Cheng sighed deeply. He could not turn against a prince openly, so he could only start from Qing'er, cut off the connection between them first, and then find an excuse to reject Gao Yuanshang. In this way, even if Gao Yuanshang is a prince above ten thousand people, he must not be able to bear the blame for forcing the robbery of the people.

When Song Anle saw that Song Cheng was also worried, she couldn't bear to blame him anymore, but wanted to remind him, so she just said lightly: "If I had known this, why would you have been there?"

Song Cheng sighed again, and he suddenly remembered the contest with Gao Yuanshang late at night because of saving Song Anle, so he said again: "Do you remember that time I went to Gao Yuanshang to pick you up?"

Song Anle thought about it for a moment, and she nodded thoughtfully, but she didn't understand why Song Cheng mentioned that matter inexplicably.

"The night before I went to pick you up, I sent someone to fight Gao Yuanshang. According to people in the shop, Gao Yuanshang not only had great martial arts skills, but also the maids around him were also very skilled, so I was worried that there would be omissions that time."

Song Anle recalled again. She only saw Xiaoju in that hanging building. I guess the maid Song Cheng mentioned was Xiaoju. Now she was no longer curious about why Xiaoju was always cold and frigid, and it was related to the elements of her martial arts practice.

"No matter what, it should be cancelled now. Gao Yuanshang's secret investigation of our family is the key."

"I want to evacuate the organizations in the shop for the time being and not allow them to respond in a short period of time. Do you think this can be done?"

"Small evacuation is not a solution. It is mainly to hide our tribe. As long as the headquarters is not leaked, I think even if Gao Yuanshang is willing, he will be afraid that he will be unable to do so in the end and give up temporarily."

Song Anle paused for a moment, and she said gently again: "But, to impress the staff in the shop, you must first attract Gao Yuanshang's attention, so you might as well start from this point."

"You mean, you're trying to attack the east and west?" Song Cheng seemed a little confused.

Song Anle smiled indifferently, "It is a good way to hit the east and attack the west, but it is not enough to attract people."

Song Cheng frowned in confusion, and he asked inexplicably: "What do you mean?"

"Now, besides investigating our family's forces, what else can lead Gao Yuanshang?" Song Anle's calm temperament and a meaningful smile. She always has a feeling that she has to admire.

Song Cheng had only one answer in his mind, "Are you venting love?"

"Qing'er is now furious and wants to give her freedom. My brother might as well let Qing'er go and help her for a while. When the matter in the shop is arranged, it is not too late for brother to break up the couple again." Song Anle paused for a moment and said, "But, this evil man may have to aggrieved my brother and endure it. As for Qing'er, I will try my best to convince her."

Now Qing'er's feelings for Gao Yuanshang are so unextinguishable that she can't help it. If she can return to Gao Yuanshang again, she will probably be even more deeply involved. It will be extremely difficult to retake Gao Yuanshang back then, but for the sake of the overall situation, she has to take this risk.

Song Cheng pondered for a while. Such a decision was undoubtedly to use Qing'er's feelings to attract Gao Yuanshang to be distracted, so he was entangled and felt guilty.

Seeing that Song Anle still had doubts, she probably couldn't bear to be celebrating Qing'er, but the overall situation was related to the grudges and entanglements of the two generations. She might make the situation increasingly unfavorable for whom.

Song Anle originally wanted to persuade Song Cheng, but she didn't expect that before she could speak, Song Xiaojing walked in outside the room and could only hide her words. When Song Xiaojing saw Song Anle wake up, she said happily: "Anle, you are awake."

Song Anle nodded. He had heard that Song Xiaojing accidentally sprained her foot, but it was already the same as before, so she casually said, "Xiaojing, your feet are well."

"It's much better." Song Xiaojing said as she walked beside the bed and looked at Song Cheng.

Song Cheng didn't care about Song Xiaojing's gaze, so he stood up and said, "You have a good rest, I'll see you later."

Song Anle nodded and said softly: "Be careful."

After Song Cheng nodded and answered, he turned around and left. As he turned around, he glanced at Song Xiaojing. This was the first time when Song Xiaojing came in, and it was a cold look.

Song Xiaojing watched Song Cheng leave, and she thoughtfully retracted her gaze. Although she was still disappointed, she was no longer as willing to protect herself as before.

Song Anle saw her feelings from Song Xiaojing's expression, but she really couldn't help it about this matter.

"Anle, your injury is fine?" Song Xiaojing replaced Song Cheng's position just now and sat down next to the bed.

Song Anle smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, it's just a few minor injuries."

"Qing'er was just so angry, so don't blame her." Song Xiaojing learned from the servants about the details of Song Anle's injury and Qing'er's furiousness as early as after the incident.

Song Anle still said gently: "How could it be? They are all their own sisters. Is there anything wrong with it? Just understand each other more."

Song Xiaojing nodded with a smile, but then she said worriedly again: "Qing'er must be missing Mr. Gao, so she is so irritable. It's really hard to make for her."

"There is no perfect thing in the world;" Song Anle said meaningfully: "Some people, when they meet, do not mean they can stay forever. When some things happen, they must face them calmly. This is the concept that everyone should have."

Song Xiaojing looked at Song Anle thoughtfully. Every time she chatted with Song Anle, she rarely released herself easily and naturally, because Song Anle's profound theories were her inferiority complex with shallow knowledge.

Song Xiaojing didn't know how to speak, so she changed the topic at the right time. She said in surprise: "By the way, the second prince and the fifth prince came yesterday. They didn't make things difficult for you, right?"

"It's not a problem to be stubborn, it's just..." Song Anle hesitated for a moment and mentioned the second prince. For her, it seemed that the problem that should be solved really should be solved.

"What's wrong?" Song Xiaojing said worriedly and curiously: "Is the second prince still holding on to the donation meeting?"

"The second prince has never mentioned the donation meeting. As for their purpose, I don't know much about it, so it's better to avoid it in the future." Since Song Anle kept Song Xiaojing, she only told her that she was not allowed to deal with the royal family. She didn't say much about it, including Qing'er, because the more she knew, the more danger she had, and the secret would be loose, so she, Song Cheng and Song Qi were all clear.

"If the prince is worried about it repeatedly, Anle should be happy." Song Xiaojing pretended to be half-joking, because she really wanted to think about Song Anle's attitude towards the fifth prince, and she wanted to test whether Song Anle knew about Gao Yuanshang's identity from the attitude of Song Anle to avoid the fifth prince.

Song Anle looked at Song Xiaojing coldly, as if she wanted to use her unhappy gaze to remind her of the memories that should have been deeply imprinted in her mind.

Song Xiaojing immediately understood Song Anle's eyes, and she said stupidly: "I'm just talking casually, don't be angry."

"Control your mouth and you may suffer a loss one day." Song Anle still spoke in a cold tone, because at this critical moment, she could not allow anyone to reveal a word she shouldn't say.

"I remember." Song Xiaojing lowered her eyes with a low face, like a child who did something wrong, but she had a suspicious heart.

Song Anle woke up and was troubled by some troubles. She felt a little bored, so she changed the topic in time and said, "I came so early and haven't used breakfast yet. Why not use it here together."

Song Xiaojing was in a mood to have a meal. She couldn't wait to ask about the complicated situation clearly, so she said, "No, I'm worried, so I want to go and see her."

If Song Xiaojing hadn't mentioned it, Song Anle would have almost forgot. Qing'er might have been worried about her. Then she said, "Okay, please advise her more and tell her I'm fine and everything will be fine."

Song Xiaojing nodded and said, "Well," she stood up and said, "Then I'll go first, you have a good rest."

Song Anle nodded. After watching Song Xiaojing leave, she had no sense of taste at all. Instead, she was troubled by drowsy sleep. So she simply used her sleepiness to pause the tranquility for a moment.

After Song Xiaojing left, she went directly to Qing'er's place. She was wondering whether to reveal the identities of Gao Yuanshang and Gao Yuankang to Qing'er, but Gao Yuanshang's identity was not yet sure, so she planned to act according to the opportunity.

Qing'er accidentally injured Song Anle and calmed down. Although it was still early in the morning, she was already sitting in the yard and staring alone. At this time, a little maid ran and said, "Miss, the second lady is outside, are you going to see me?"

"Let her come in." Qing'er held her chin and felt a low and powerless mood.

The little maid nodded and gestured for a moment, then stepped back carefully. Then Song Xiaojing walked in. She looked at Qing'er who was sad from afar, and her heart also became depressed.

"Qing'er." Song Xiaojing walked up, but because Qing'er was in a low mood, she did not get up to greet her, but just said in a low voice: "It's Xiaojing here."

"What's wrong? I'm so listless early in the morning, but it's uncomfortable there?" Song Xiaojing didn't care about Qing'er's love, but instead sat down next to her.

Qing'er shook her head weakly, but she still held her chin with a low look on her face.

Song Xiaojing glanced at Qing'er who was extremely depressed, and then she said, "Are you still worried about Anle's injuries?"

"By the way, how is Anle?" Qing'er finally raised her nervousness.

It is not difficult to see that even if they are noisy, they still cannot affect their relationship. From Qing'er's nervous expression, it can be seen that Song Xiaojing said lightly: "Don't worry, it's just a little skin trauma, it's okay."
Chapter completed!