Gao Yuanshang looked sad and sad, but he immediately turned to the topic, "By the way, is there something wrong with seeing me in such a hurry?"

"I..." Qing'er hesitated for a moment, and Gao Yuanshang repeatedly avoided his identity, so Qing'er was worried that taking such a big risk to let him come, but just to prove his identity, it felt a little distrustful of him.

Qing'er thought for a moment. She firmly believed in Gao Yuanshang's character, so she said unconsciously: "Take me away, I don't want to be locked up here."

When she said this, although Qing'er was not mentally prepared, she sighed for her words. She had never thought of leaving in this way, even though she didn't want to keep her in her back.

"Is something wrong? Sit down and talk slowly." Gao Yuanshang was not sure whether Qing'er was impulsive or had another hidden truth, so he comforted Qing'er and sat down.

"No, I want to leave here immediately." Qing'er didn't know why she suddenly had this impulse. She only knew that she could not lose Gao Yuanshang and could not watch her relatives suffer with her own eyes. So leaving quietly is the best choice for each other to calm down.

Seeing Qing'er insisting, Gao Yuanshang guessed that something must have happened, so he said with a serious look: "Then tell me, what happened?"

"It's really not. I just don't want Brother Cheng and Anle to be so embarrassed. Although they doubt your identity, I believe you will not be a bad person." Qing'er looked at Gao Yuanshang with a worried and sad look on her face. After calming down, she also wanted to use this to ask Gao Yuanshang whether he would reveal his identity.

Gao Yuanshang lowered his eyes with a gloomy face. He was struggling in his heart. Should he tell Qing'er the truth about his identity? However, he wanted to find out why Song Cheng knew his identity, but he was so determined to break them apart.

"With your words, I, Gao Yuanshang, will never let you down." Unable to give Qing'er the answer she wanted, Gao Yuanshang could only give her a satisfactory promise, which was his guilt.

Qing'er nodded in emotion. In fact, the important thing is Gao Yuanshang's promise, which is far better than everything for her.

Gao Yuanshang gently stroked Qing'er's cheek, and he said seriously: "I really thought about it, just prepare it."

Qing'er nodded and said, "Then wait for me."

Qing'er left words and hurried into the dormitory. Gao Yuanshang looked at her back and was stunned. He didn't know if doing so was irresponsible for Qing'er, but he could use this to warn Song Cheng.

In the dark night, the mansion was silent. The love was guided by Gao Yuanshang, passing through the dark night. The cold wind came towards her. She did not feel cool, but only a beating and restless heart and a nervous mood that could not breathe.

They came to the back door smoothly and did not meet any servants on the way, so they left the mansion easily. But what was not calm was that when Gao Yuanshang leaped away with Qing'er, Song Cheng led several servants out of the night and looked at the other side of the wall, he could not accept the gods for a long time.

The dawn penetrated the night, and a ray of light from the morning sun rose again like the light of hope. Everything covered by frost and dew finally ushered in the melted frost and dew again. The white ground was soaked in the melted frost and dew, and the wet ground made the walking people stand on tiptoe.

Song Anle was awakened by the panic and anxious voice in a drowsy sleep. She saw Zhanju running in a panic and shouting, "No, Miss, I'm not..."

Before Song Anle could wake up, Zhanju had already rushed into the dormitory. Song Anle stood up tiredly. Looking at Zhanju's appearance, she said in ignorance and powerlessly: "What's so panicked, do you still understand the rules."

"I'm wrong;" Zhan Ju nodded and apologized, and said hesitantly: "But..."

Song Anle could naturally see that since it was coming in this form and it was early in the morning, there must be something, so she said lightly: "Tell me, what happened?"

"It's Miss Qing'er, she...she's missing." Zhan Ju looked panicked and uneasy.

"What?" Song Anle said incredibly nervously: "What the hell is going on? How could a good person disappear?"

Zhan Ju said with a confused look on her face: "We don't know either, it was the eldest young master who asked us to notify you."

"No, I want to ask clearly." Song Anle said as she got up from the bed and got down from the ground. She ignored her disheveled clothes and her hair was disheveled, and she couldn't wait to rush out.

"Miss;" Zhanju hurriedly blocked her way, and she said anxiously: "Don't be anxious first. The eldest young master has arranged someone to look for him and has also explained that you are in poor health and cannot let you walk more."

Song Anle said anxiously: "When is it now? I still care about my body, get out of here."

"Miss, please don't make things difficult for us. The eldest young master specially explained that you know about this, so let you take good care of yourself first."

Upon hearing this, Song Anle lowered her eyes thoughtfully and thought for a moment. No one was worried about Qing'er's disappearance. Song Cheng would definitely not ignore it, but he was so calm and told her not to worry. It was just that he took advantage of this opportunity, and it could also be said that he used Qing'er.

Song Anle thought that Song Cheng had the same intention, so she said calmly: "I understand. Let me continue to tell you that Miss Qing'er's disappearance will not be circulated. If anyone asks, please tell me that Qing'er will stay in the house for a few days."

"I understand." Although Zhanju was confused about Song Anle's major change, she nodded and said, "I will leave."

Song Anle sat at the dressing table worriedly. She thought that Qing'er would not disappear for no reason. Song Cheng was so calm that he must have known whereabouts and safety. Otherwise, even if he was thinking about the house, he would not be able to ignore Qing'er's safety, so Song Anle also faded his fear.

Gao Yuanshang brought Qing'er into his hanghouse. Because of the secret of the location, it always seemed so quiet, and the two finally lived a two-person world.

Song Cheng has been secretly sending people to find news about Qing'er, but he is just doing it. His main energy is still focused on the movements in the evacuation workshop. Perhaps Gao Yuanshang's investigation was not thorough, so Song Cheng's deployment has been going very easily and smoothly.

Qing'er sticks to Gao Yuanshang every day, and finally gets what she wants. Except for the time she sleeps, the two of them have always had opportunities every day. They are in love with each other and enjoy the sweetness of happiness. It is undoubtedly the most beautiful time in the world, so they both enjoy it very much.

On this day, Gao Yuanshang took Qing'er to admire his carefully cultivated mint garden, but Qing'er didn't know anything about mint, and she couldn't even like it. However, because Gao Yuanshang loved her solely, she was also curious to think about it in the garden that mint was nothing special except for the benefits of coolness, and this cold winter seemed to be unpopular for cool things.

Qing'er squatted beside a scattered and lush mint. She looked at the mint that was so ordinary that it could not be more ordinary. She asked curiously: "Brother Yuan Shang, why did you spend so much effort to plant so much mint?"

Gao Yuanshang was loosening the soil for mint while saying casually: "What do you think?"

Qing'er thought that what she asked was indeed a bit unnecessary. She could rack her brains to cultivate so much mint, so he naturally liked it, but she still said curiously: "Why do you like mint so much?"

"Of course it's because of its unique taste." Gao Yuanshang's tone was very easy-going. He kept his head carefully and did not pay attention to Qing'er's expression.

Qing'er thought about it disapprovingly, and she blurted out: "But in such a cold day, aren't you afraid of the cold?"

Gao Yuanshang glanced at Qing'er. From Qing'er's words, it was not difficult to hear that she didn't love mint so much, so Gao Yuanshang guessed that the mint snack on the winter solstice must have been a coincidence.

Gao Yuanshang returned to his flowers and said lightly: "The love from the heart is not about its good or bad, but about the feeling of liking."

Qing'er nodded as if she understood it. She looked at Gao Yuanshang secretly. Because Gao Yuanshang was concerned about the flowers, it was impossible to find her secretly looking at him. Only at this time can she look at him greedily.

After a while, Qing'er said in a low voice: "What about you to me? Will you feel that way?"

Gao Yuanshang looked at Qing'er with a seemingly confused mind. He put down the small shovel in his hand, grabbed Qing'er's hand casually, and said affectionately: "Of course, there will be even more."

Qing'er said ignorantly, "Hmm?" because she could never understand. Gao Yuanshang's words said, "Like is different from love, or that he cannot feel the difference between the two."

"I'll let you know in the future." Gao Yuanshang gently pinched Qing'er's cheeks with doting. He liked Qing'er's simplicity, so he didn't want to emphasize to her. Regarding the complexity of feelings, he was willing to let her be a simple little woman forever, so that she would not be hurt.

Qing'er smiled beautifully, and the stunning smile was mixed with a strong sense of happiness, as if at this moment, it was the life she was looking for.

The two of them spent the morning working in the garden. Gao Yuanshang had been taking care of weeds for flowers and loosening the soil. They were usually managed by specialists, but now they were idle and Qing'er didn't allow him to go away, so he could only use the mint garden to spend his extra time.
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