Qing'er sat worriedly, feeling uneasy. She was not sure whether Song Anle could tell her the truth, so she thought that Song Anle would never mention it, and what attitude should she persist in it.

Song Xiaojing seemed to be curious about the unique jewelry, but she also observed Qing'er's state from time to time. When Qing'er seemed to be in a daze, she said in surprise: "Huh~What is this?"

Song Xiaojing was holding a piece of milky white cotton cloth in her hand and checking it curiously. Qing'er was probably attracted by Song Xiaojing's surprised tone, so she looked at her. She didn't care about a very ordinary piece of fabric, so she took her eyes off her unnecessary.

When Song Xiaojing saw that Qing'er didn't care, she walked across from Qing'er with the fabric. She took the fabric and sat down. She was careful and looked at it curiously, while saying meaninglessly: "When did Anle fall in love with this foot binding?"

Generally, the foot binding cloth at my daughter's house is usually mainly fancy and does not choose milky white, so Song Xiaojing is curious, which is a normal move. Qing'er subconsciously glanced at the foot binding cloth in front of her. It was nothing special, but the fabric was obviously much larger than that of a woman's foot binding cloth, so Qing'er said disapprovingly: "This is not a foot binding cloth, it looks like a sack."

Song Xiaojing re-tied the fabric again, but she sorted out two pieces. She held one in one hand and said it was a woman's foot binding cloth, which was a bit different, but it was a bit exaggerated to say it was a sack. It was just a flower embroidered on the fabric, which was so delicate that it was eye-catching.

The milky white fabric and the emerald green mint leaf petals look a bit monotonous, but it is precisely because of the monotony that the mint leaf petals are the only charm.

"Who is there embroidered such beautiful petals on the sack?" Song Xiaojing said, then handed the petals on the fabric to Qing'er, "Look, let me tell you, this must be a new trick for peace."

Qing'er looked at the familiar Yebao on the fabric. She clearly remembered that Gao Yuanshang's inner clothes had always been covered with such Yebao. She had asked him curiously, but Gao Yuanshang just gave her a simple personal preference and evaded her curiosity.

Qing'er didn't think much about it at that time. Because Gao Yuanshang preferred plant mint, he embroidered his preferences on clothes, which was also a kind of devotion to his preferences. But now the same embroidery appears in Song Anle's dormitory, and Qing'er is confused about her thoughts.

Song Xiaojing peeked at Qing'er with a deep face. As her expression changed, she was sure that Qing'er must be familiar with this mark, and this was finalized, her originally uncertain mind.

She accidentally picked up these two pieces of fabric from Song Anle Courtyard and was about to return it, but she was surprised to find that it looked like a man's thing. However, before she was sure that it was the source of the item, she had been holding the pair of foot bindings herself and took it out today. She also wanted to firmly believe who the owner of the foot bindings was. With Qing'er's statement, she was sure that it was owned by Gao Yuanshang.

"Qing'er, what's wrong with you?" Song Xiaojing recovered Qing'er's consciousness in time.

Qing'er seemed a little dazed, but she did not deliberately hide it. Because her inner doubts had already swallowed up her consciousness. She thought hard and couldn't even understand why Gao Yuanshang's personal belongings were in Song Anle's dormitory.

Qing'er's heart was shocked because she remembered that Song Anle blocked a sword for Gao Yuanshang, and then Gao Yuanshang healed Song Anle alone. Could it be that time, what did they do?

Recalling the various encounters between Gao Yuanshang and Song Anle, the coincidental experiences, the entanglement in their expressions, the occasional ambiguous actions, a series of scenes about them, all appeared in Qing'er's mind. She held the foot binding in her hand tightly, and the wounds of being deceived by her relatives and the pain of being betrayed by her lover all wrapped her up.

Qing'er stood up tremblingly. The fact that it was not difficult for her to consume was that she had no face to face anyone. She wanted to be quiet alone. She needed a silent space to clarify those messy consciousnesses for her.

"Qing'er." Song Xiaojing looked at Qing'er in a panic and worried. At this time, she was no longer focused on her purpose, but was really worried that her mood would be too stimulated.

"I feel a little uncomfortable, so I'll go back first." Qing'er left words and hurriedly left on her own. She took away another piece of things, which belonged to Gao Yuanshang.

Song Xiaojing picked up the remaining foot binding cloth and subconsciously looked in the direction where Qing'er left. Although her intention was achieved, she was not happy at all. Instead, she felt a deep sense of guilt.

When Song Anle came back, she only saw the back that looked like a love. Because she disappeared from sight, she was not sure and didn't care too much. At this time, Song Xiaojing walked out and happened to face Song Anle. She called out "Anle."

"You are back." Song Xiaojing said and walked up.

"Xiao Jing;" Song Anle was a little surprised, but she still said with a smile: "How can you come to me today?"

"Look at what you said, I feel embarrassed." Song Xiaojing lowered her face shyly.

Song Xiaojing and Qing'er did not care about any big or small matters in the house this year, so Song Anle said so casually, as if she was complaining, but she was not so serious, but still said casually: "I don't mean that, I just had some surprises for your arrival."

Song Xiaojing also showed her long-lost playfulness. She pouted her mouth and said with a displeasure: "I usually come here, but I never saw you say that."

"Okay, it's my mistake, I apologize to you." Song Anle said, and deliberately wanted to bow to apologize. Song Xiaojing hurried forward to stop her and said, "It's true."

Song Anle smiled. From Song Xiaojing's state, she seemed to have almost left the shadow of being violated. This was undoubtedly the greatest comfort to Song Anle.

"Stop standing, hurry up and talk." Song Anle held Song Xiaojing and prepared to walk into the house.

Song Xiaojing said politely: "No, I've been out for a while and I want to go back early to rest."

Song Anle was not clear about what Song Xiaojing said, "For a while," she was busy with something, but she still said disapprovingly: "Okay, have time to come and walk around."

Song Xiaojing nodded and said 'Yes', "Then I'll go back first, you can rest early."

Song Anle nodded. After watching Song Xiaojing leave, she dragged her tired body back to her dormitory.

Zhanju took down the teacup for Qing'er and Song Xiaojing. When she walked out of the dormitory, she happened to meet Song Anle back. She casually said, "It's the eldest lady who is back."

Sara nodded and answered, accidentally saw the teacup removed from the hand of Ju. She asked curiously: "Someone has come?"

"Oh, it was Miss Qing'er and Miss Second who had just arrived."

"How long have you been here?" Song Anle did not put her thoughts on Song Xiaojing because she remembered the figure she saw outside the yard. She wanted to determine if it was the time when Qing'er left.

"I just left after a while."

Song Anleri nodded thoughtfully, and then walked into the dormitory by himself. If he had just left, why did Qing'er and Song Xiaojing leave separately? Qing'er seemed to leave in a panic, but Song Xiaojing did not mention what she had just come, and even completely ignored Qing'er.

Song Anle thought while sitting down in front of the dressing table. Because she didn't think deeply, she started to remove her hair bun and take out her hair accessories in front of the bronze mirror. Because she placed the hair accessories back, when she pulled out the drawer, she saw the hairpin that came inexplicably.

Song Anle picked up the hairpin and looked at it for a long time, but she still put the hairpin back in place. She took off her simple hair accessories, and her hair was three thousand waist-thick black hair spread on her shoulders, adding a bit of beauty to her somewhat tired face.

Song Anle combed her soft black hair and stood up accidentally, and saw a piece of familiar fabric hanging on a screen next to her. She took it over, revealing the mint embroidery on the fabric. She looked at the thing in her hand in surprise;

She clearly remembered that Mei Xin once said that this pair of foot binding had been lost, so how could it appear in the dormitory for no reason now? Since there was only one left, Song Anle carefully searched indoors again.

Mei Xin came over with a bowl of hot soup porridge. She happened to see what Song Anle was looking for, so she said inexplicably: "Miss, what are you looking for?"

"By the way, Mei Xin, you're here just right. Look at this pair of foot bindings. Have you found them again?" Song Anle said and handed the foot bindings in front of Mei Xin.

Mei Xin seemed to be going to bind her feet, and shook her head ignorantly, "I did go to search for it after the snow melted, but I didn't find it. Where did this come from? I don't know."

"Strange." Song Anle pondered in confusion, and she said confidently again: "Then are you sure that this pair of foot bindings have been lost?"

"I am sure that this pair of foot binding cloth is for you to clean and dry with my own hands, so I remember it very clearly."

"Then you go down and ask others to see if anyone has brought it back."

Mei Xin nodded and replied softly, "Yes", but the soup porridge in her hand had not been put down. Mei Xin said again: "Miss, I have cooked a soup porridge for you to nourish your blood. You should drink it while it's hot."

"Let's go and help me find out."

Mei Xin saw that Song Anle was anxious, and she didn't dare to neglect her, so she placed the soup on the table and then stepped down.

Song Anle looked at the foot binding cloth in her hand. This was something Gao Yuanshang borrowed from her. Although it was not eye-catching, she could not give up.

Mei Xin only took a short moment to tell Song Anle that all the maids who could enter the dormitory in Yiyuan, including other servants who could not enter the dormitory, had carefully asked, and confirmed that no one knew about the origin of this foot binding.
Chapter completed!