Seeing that Qing'er was firm, she had achieved her own temptation, so she was not inconvenient to persuade her, so she said calmly again: "Okay, I won't say it."

Qing'er then sighed. Although she was not so angry anymore, the unhappiness on her face still did not fade easily.

"By the way;" Song Xiaojing pretended to think of something suddenly, "I'm here today, I want to ask you something."

Qing'er looked unidentified and looked at Song Xiaojing, obviously using her eyes to consult her inconspicuousness.

Song Xiaojing could also guess from the fact that Qing'er had no mention of Qing'er, but she wanted to confirm her guess, so she said: "It is said that Liancheng is holding the election of the beauties, do you know this?"

"Election beauties?" Qing'er was surprised and questioned, because in her influence, except for many years ago, the Northern Emperor issued an order to hold such an election, and there has never been such a thing since then, so she was not sure what it means to elect beauties.

Song Xiaojing smiled and said lightly: "It is to elect concubines for the royal family."

"What did you say?" Qing'er said excitedly: "For the royal family?"

Qing'er was excited and obviously realized that the so-called royal children refer to princes such as Gao Yuanshang, but in order to show that they were not so deliberate, Song Xiaojing explained: "It is said that the emperor chose concubines in the name of beautiful women, and the elections in the name of beauties are usually held for royal children."

"Then...will there be Brother Yuan Shang?" Qing'er frowned and looked anxious and worried. She couldn't understand that she had been separated from Gao Yuan Shang for a short time, but he ignored her existence and even made great efforts to choose a concubine.

"This is not very clear, but..." Song Xiaojing hesitated for difficulty, and she was also surreptitiously. Should she tell Qing'er the truth, it would be up to Qing'er to ask clearly.

Qing'er grabbed Song Xiaojing and urged anxiously: "But what, tell me quickly."

Song Xiaojing said disapprovingly: "However, there are several princes in the Northern Dynasties who have not yet been named the official concubine. This time, the order was issued to elect beauties. It must be for this matter. As for the eldest prince..." Song Xiaojing hesitated for a moment. She observed Qing'er's expression and persuaded gently: "You should also know that he is the candidate for the crown prince of the Northern Dynasties, so don't care too much."

Qing'er didn't care. How many concubines Gao Yuanshang would marry, but he couldn't accept it. Before there was a result between them, he threatened to elect concubines. Moreover, this election must be related to the position of the imperial concubine, so what exactly is she in Gao Yuanshang's eyes?

"Xiaojing;" Qing'er grabbed Song Xiaojing and said excitedly: "Tell me when is this election? How many days does it take for the election? What are the specific requirements?"

Even after asking several questions in a row, Qing'er was still full of questions. However, those questions were only allowed to answer them by Gao Yuanshang, so she had to find out the details and meet Gao Yuanshang here.

"The election period is ten days, and now three days have passed. There are no specific requirements. Even in Love City, all unmarried girls aged thirteen to eighteen can participate. As for families with more women, at least one will be elected."

"Then isn't our family included?" Qing'er was still excited. If the Song family was included, it means she had the opportunity to participate, which is undoubtedly her best way to get rid of it.

Song Xiaojing nodded, "It is said to be included."

"No, I'm going to find Brother Cheng." Qing'er said, and couldn't wait to get up and get out of bed.

"Oh~ Qing'er;" Song Xiaojing pulled her. Qing'er's irritable temperament was completely expected, but she could not let Qing'er do things for the time being.

"Calm down first and listen to me finish my words." Song Xiaojing pulled Qing'er back to the bed and sat down.

Qing'er was anxious. She couldn't wait to see Gao Yuanshang, so she was determined to participate in this matter, so she said anxiously: "What's the matter? Tell me quickly, I can't wait."

"Even if you want to participate in the election, you must first know what Brother Cheng and Anle mean."

Qing'er vaguely heard the meaning of Song Xiaojing's words, and then realized her impulsive behavior, "What do Brother Cheng and Anle say?"

Song Xiaojing hesitated for a moment to express her embarrassment, "Brother Cheng is worried that you are innocent and simple, not suitable for life in the deep palace. Anle wants to recommend me to participate, but you also know what happened to me and the fifth prince..."

Song Xiaojing hesitated with a gloomy look on his face, then said lightly: "So, I'm afraid I can't participate. Now this candidate is Anle."

"No;" Qing'er blurted out excitedly, with a dark and cold look on her face, and said firmly: "I must go to the election."

Qing'er now thinks about what worries about her being simple and not suitable for life in the palace, and everything is for her good. Now thinks about it, those are just their blind excuses. Song Anle's experience is completely consistent with her in Qing'er's memory. As for the so-called promises, they are even more similar. Song Anle's burden is even heavier than her. However, she admits that Song Anle is smarter than her, but intelligence is definitely not a reason to enter the palace.

Seeing Qing'er so impulsive, Song Xiaojing was worried that Qing'er would be lost in her paranoid consciousness, so she said worriedly: "Qing'er, stop insisting. Now you can't even leave the Song family's gate, how can you participate in the election?"

"I..." Qing'er said that, then she realized that what Song Xiaojing mentioned was the key point. Now she can't go out, and even if she wants to participate, she has no chance. She thought for a long time with a worried look on her face, and finally she looked at Song Xiaojing.

"Xiaojing, please help me, you must help me." Qing'er grabbed Song Xiaojing's arm with an anxious tone.

"Me?" Song Xiaojing pointed at herself with an unknown index finger.

"Yes;" Qing'er nodded and said anxiously: "Didn't they recommend you to participate? You can sign up first. After you successfully meet Brother Yuan Shang or the fifth prince, you can tell him about my affairs. Brother Yuan Shang will definitely come back to see me at that time."

"But, I..." Song Xiaojing couldn't react at all. Everything was too lightly by Qing'er, and she was a little afraid to imagine, or to be more precise, she had no idea.

Song Xiaojing's hesitation, in Qing'er's eyes, was undoubtedly worried about her ambiguous relationship with Gao Yuankang, so she said seriously: "You don't have to worry about your affairs with the fifth prince. After I meet Brother Yuan Shang, I promise to get you two together."

Song Xiaojing was embarrassed and locked her eyebrows. Qing'er's method was good, but what she was most worried about at the moment was not the ambiguous relationship with Gao Yuankang, but that she was no longer virginity.

Seeing that Song Xiaojing was hesitant, Qing'er said anxiously: "Xiaojing, please help me again."

Song Xiaojing looked at Chuchu's pitiful love, and she felt really unbearable. The main reason was that this method was not harmful to her. Besides, Song Cheng had already sent a cruel message to her. Even if she married her, it would be just a nameless title. If she was willing to wait for him, she would be facing a boring life of self-sustainment.

Song Xiaojing repeatedly asked herself in her heart, could she really accept the life of staying alone in the empty room and wasting her second half of her life? Can she really keep her heart and be alone forever without any complaints? She can't give her real answer because she doesn't want to be bored for half her life.

"Okay, but I have to go first, brother Tantancheng and Anle's meaning, and I will send someone to tell you when there is news." Song Xiaojing could only gamble bravely. She didn't want to be bored for half a lifetime, so she could only spend half her life gamble on gorgeousness.

"That's great;" Qing'er pulled Song Xiaojing excitedly and smiled: "Xiaojing is so great, thank you."

"Okay, I can only say that I can do my best. As for the result, I can only rely on God's will." Song Xiaojing had no confidence at all. First of all, Song Cheng would not allow her to participate in the election, and then, she successfully participated in the election. The huge palace was as strong as she could not imagine. It was still unknown when she could see Gao Yuanshang and others, so she was also very confused and unconscious.

"It's okay, I believe you can." Qing'er was confident and full of interest, because she was unfamiliar with the deep palace, her unclear about things, and her simple thinking.

Song Xiaojing smiled, but she smiled so unnaturally because she kept thinking about where to start from.

Song Anle hadn't waited for Song Cheng's reply the next day. She guessed that things must be unoptimistic or not as expected by her, so her sorrow unfolded several times. However, since the people in the house didn't know the details of the election, no one paid too much attention to it.

"Miss, do you think where is this suitable?" Zhan Ju and a little maid were holding a pair of festive couplets in their hands and asking Song Anle not far away.

In addition to worrying about elections every day, Song Anle also has to organize New Year's affairs on the surface. She glanced at the couplet and pointed to the side room on the left and said, "Just go there."

The chrysanthemum followed the direction that Song Anle pointed, and looked at the couplet in her hand again. It was obvious that the door was not as long as the couplet, so she looked at Song Anle in confusion again.

When Song Anle was stunned while Janju was still moving, she realized her absent-minded mistakes, but she really didn't have the heart to arrange these small things, so she said casually: "You can do these things yourself, and you don't need to ask me about everything."

"Oh, okay." Zhan Ju's excited excitement was subsided by Song Anle's depression during the New Year's celebration, so she just responded in a low voice. Seeing that Song Anle seemed to have something to do, she didn't dare to say much, so she led the little maid and retreated on her own.
Chapter completed!