Gao Yuanshang secretly analyzed that Song Anle obviously knew that he was visiting, so he appeared here. With her time here, Qing'er must have learned about him here, so Song Anle said that Qing'er refused to see anyone, and she said it after she learned that he was visiting.

Gao Yuanshang couldn't figure out why Qing'er deliberately avoided him? Is there another reason or limited freedom? He could no longer analyze other possibilities.

Without sufficient evidence and confidence, Gao Yuanshang didn't want to make things go wrong, so he said meaninglessly: "It seems like a coincidence."

Gao Yuanshang's tone showed audible doubts, but then he took it over with meaningless words. He took out a hairpin from his waist and handed it to Song Anle and said, "Then I'll trouble Miss Song to hand it over to Qing'er and inform her token to give it to the good man."

Song Anle looked at the jade hairpin handed over by Gao Yuanshang. It was as transparent as fat and had a bright color. She subconsciously looked at Gao Yuanshang again, but it happened to meet him. He looked at the jade pendant on her waist. Perhaps it was because of guilt, she immediately became restrained in her body and mind.

Before Gao Yuan could reveal his identity first, she did not want to reveal it first. Her knowledge of his identity and pretended to be crazy and stupid can be forgiven. If she pretended to ignore it, it would be considered a serious crime.

Song Anle took the hairpin and then said gently as jade: "That little girl thanked Mr. Gao for her sister first."

Gao Yuanshang slightly outlined the corners of his mouth and said lightly and boredly: "Goodbye."

"No." Song Anle bowed again to pay tribute, watching Gao Yuanshang leave, but she did not feel relaxed at all. Instead, the sorrow in her heart became even more obvious.

Song Anle looked at the jade hairpin in her hand and put it into her sleeves. Since Qing'er made a decision, the so-called token has no meaning to them except to give each other more nostalgia, so she did not intend to hand over the jade hairpin to Qing'er. Maybe when that relationship is settled, telling Qing'er at that time may leave a beautiful memory for each other.

After all, Qing'er couldn't resist her inner reluctance. Faced with a dilemma, she could not get rid of her feelings for Gao Yuanshang at all. Even those so-called promises, she knew clearly that her heart was still in Gao Yuanshang. As for avoiding it, she was still finding a more suitable place for herself and the promises she had made.

So Qing'er just watched Gao Yuanshang leave from a distance, and then hurriedly sent Song Anle away. She had no consciousness, but just released her sadness with a sad face.

After a short period of silence, the New Year's celebration was ushered in, but the Song Mansion had no New Year's smell at all. Song Xiaojing had not waited for Gao Yuankang's reply for a long time, and Gao Yuanyi had never looked for Song Anle again, as if there had never been a social interaction between the two.

As the years approached, Song Cheng and Song Qi began to summarize the business outside and the affairs in the mansion. Due to the depression of their feelings, Song Xiaojing was also depressed and lost, so the affairs fell on Song Anle.

In addition to being busy with trivial years, she also carries out family affairs of all sizes, and is so busy that she can't get away with it, so she rarely cares about accompanying her love, including Song Xiaojing.

After Song Xiaojing was closed for several days, she finally couldn't help but feel at ease. There was no news about Qing'er and Gao Yuanshang for a long time, so it must be unoptimistic, so he planned to ask Qing'er.

Song Xiaojing came to Qing'er's residence and approached the door. She saw Qing'er leaning against the soft collapse in a daze. After a few days of sight, Qing'er was already haggard and her beautiful face had lost its bright luster. Her beautiful eyes were no longer bright, and her pale lips made her whole body look pale.

Song Xiaojing was about to step in, and Song Cheng walked out of the inner room with a bowl of steaming food, so Song Xiaojing quickly avoided it.

"Come to Qing'er, try the snow ginseng porridge I made for you myself." Song Cheng smiled slightly, and then sat down next to Qing'er.

Qing'er glanced at the porridge handed over by Song Cheng. Looking at the thick and rosy porridge, she guessed that it had taken a lot of effort to cook it, and the ingredients were very expensive, but unfortunately she had no appetite at all.

"Thank you brother Cheng, but I really can't eat it." Qing'er looked weak and powerless tone, and her face was even more dull.

"I really can't give Brother Cheng a taste of face for you for a few hours." Song Cheng said gently as if he was still as gentle as water: "Come on, just taste it."

Song Cheng put a spoonful of them, blew them gently, and handed them to Qing'er's mouth and said, "Be good."

Qing'er was moved and silently refused. Even after the quarrel, Song Cheng could still pamper and care for her as she always did, but she could not give him anything. In fact, in addition to the love between brothers and sisters, Song Cheng was more about the care between men and women;

Qing'er can really feel it. Unfortunately, when she was ignorant of the distinction between family affection and feelings, Gao Yuanshang appeared. If Gao Yuanshang had not occupied her heart first, there might be a bright future between her and Song Cheng.

Qing'er, with a grateful heart, counts the care and consideration that Song Cheng gave her, but she has no feeling in her taste, and she is just grateful to Song Cheng.

Seeing that the love had changed, Song Cheng said happily: "How is it, is it delicious?"

Qing'er nodded, and a long-lasting smile appeared in a haggard and melancholy look.

Song Cheng has always regarded love as a treasure. At this time, love is the crispy he had when he first met, so the pain of love is connected to his inner senses. When she hurts, he will only hurt more than her. So he said with mercy: "Then eat more, and when your health is better, I will take you out to relax."

Qing'er was already confused. She wanted to ask what kind of connection there existed between them and the royal family. She could not understand why the grievances and grievances of the previous generation were borne by her. She felt that it was unfair and should not be.

"Brother Cheng, I..." Qing'er still couldn't give herself a satisfactory question, so she hesitated with a look of sorrow and embarrassed.

Song Cheng really couldn't bear to be confused by Qing'er, so he said heavily: "Say whatever you want, Brother Cheng will always be your guardian."

"Brother Cheng, why are you so kind to me?" Qing'er choked out with a sad face. Song Cheng's deep love never asks for any reward. Such efforts will only make Qing'er even more embarrassed.

"From the moment when Aunt Love entrusted you to me, you were the only wait for me in Song Cheng in this life." Song Cheng was no longer affectionate, but was solemn, and more like a pious oath.

"But I can't give you what you want, please don't wait for me." Qing'er's delicate face was as beautiful as a rainbow, and Chu Chu felt sorry for others. She never realized that Song Cheng's feelings for her had completely exceeded her imagination, and even ignored it. From a long time ago, she had become the waiter in Song Cheng's heart.

Qing'er didn't know whether it was because of her own awareness, or because they met too early but they got to know each other too late. But at this time, she knew clearly that she could no longer divert her mind to Song Cheng, and she was even more afraid that this undeserved relationship would affect the family affection between their brothers and sisters.

"All I want is that you can be happy, but it's enough." Song Cheng smiled indifferently, Qing'er refused bluntly, and he would also feel heartbroken, but he could silently wait for Qing'er's happiness. He was willing to wait for her like this and give her a carefree life, not caring about the world, and not stained with dust.

Lover locked her eyebrows and eyes, and there was a bit of sadness on her face covered with tears. If it weren't for the happiness mentioned by Song Cheng, she would have almost forgotten how long had her happiness been abandoned and how long had it been since she no longer thought of her smile? She recalled in a daze, but remembered the joy that Gao Yuanshang brought to her.

"Brother Cheng, thank you for doing so much, but I still want to ask;" Qing'er mustered up the courage to speak: "Did you know about Brother Yuan Shang's identity long ago?"

Song Cheng came to visit him this time and had a good mentality, so he said calmly: "Soons or later, it doesn't matter. What's important is that he shouldn't appear in our lives."

Qing'er frowned slightly and said seriously with a serious look on her face: "But he has appeared, we shouldn't go to escape."

If Qing'er was not Gu Nian, she would never be able to withstand the promises she had made to her parents at this time, but it was not at that time. While Qing'er was considering those promises, she wanted to find out the reason even more. Perhaps after understanding it, the matter was not as serious as they imagined.

"There is no need to be or not, this is our promise." Song Cheng was still calm, but his firm tone revealed his principle that he should not be violated.

Qing'er said excitedly: "Then tell me what kind of grudges do we have with the royal family in Song and Bai families? Why are we not solving those mysteries, but cowardly choices to escape."

Song Cheng hesitated with a dull look on his face. If it weren't for Qing'er's special relationship with Gao Yuanshang, he might not have opposed it so firmly. He had occasionally had the curiosity to unravel the secrets because of Qing'er's relationship with the royal family. But because of Qing'er's relationship with Gao Yuanshang, they were destined not to reveal the secrets.

"You should know that this is a secret, a secret that we shouldn't know." Song Cheng's serious expression and solemn words undoubtedly no longer tell the meaning of the word "secret".

Qing'er couldn't understand that in her simple consciousness, there was no secret generation, just to give those who were in the process the opportunity to decrypt. If they were not untied, what's the point of the secret generation?
Chapter completed!