Song Anle closed her beautiful eyes and recalled the little things of the past, those beautiful happy times, those young girlish feelings, and the warmth given by family affection, everything was so easy.

How she hopes to stay in those wonderful times, without worries, without sorrow, without tears, without pain, only with joy and joy, and only with innocent and simple hearts.

She also thought that those beautiful times would continue, and that family affection would always remain in each other's hearts. Unfortunately, those things that once thought would not change had been unknowingly exaggerated by dust.

When she found that everything was changing, she wanted to try her best to cleanse the dust, but she didn't have time to find a clean source. The dust was already full of dispersion, leaving no gap for her, but instead caught her off guard.

The hope of the past gradually evolved into extravagant hope. Song Anle always felt inexplicably timid. She was worried that she would not be able to save the family affection that was about to go away, and she was even more afraid that she would be unable to face the changes in life. Without the trust of her relatives and the complaints of her sisters, she felt like a lonely orphan.

The sky gradually darkened, and Song Anle also left the hot spring when the temperature gradually dropped. She did not dress up deliberately, but just a thick cloak with black hair scattered on her shoulders, and a casual and unrestrained outfit.

Song Anle turned directly to his yard, but accidentally glanced at a servant and walked in a hurry, but used the walk to describe the servant's pace and ignored his haste, but used the run to describe it as a bit exaggerated.

The more Song Anle looked at the servant's actions, the more he felt something was wrong, especially during this sensitive period, all abnormal manifestations were a huge impact on her.

Perhaps the servant was too hasty, so he didn't notice that Song Anle had already been paying attention to him, so when Song Anle approached, Song Anle gently called out "Woman Zi."

The waiter was obviously frightened. When he turned around and saw Song Anle, he relieved his inner tension and walked up to nodded and said, "What are the instructions for the eldest lady?"

Song Anle pursed her lips and said with a gentle look on her face: "I think I'm in a hurry, but what happened?"

"Uh..." The little boy hesitated for a moment and said, "The young man has something to do to report to the eldest young master, so the young man dare not neglect it."

The waiter obviously didn't tell the truth. Song Anle was not a fool, so she could see it, so she said lightly: "The eldest young master is not in the mansion and it may take two days to come back. If you have any problems, you might as well tell me first. If I can help, I will definitely help you solve it earlier."

"This..." Xiao Erzi frowned with embarrassment. With the indecisive nervousness, the object in his hand was tightly rubbed into his hand.

Song Anle observed Xiao Erzi's every move, and from his nervous reaction, she made her more sure that Xiao Erzi must have something to hide, so she closely observed Xiao Erzi's actions and then discovered what was in his hand.

"Leave the things to me, I will talk to him on the eldest son's side." Song Anle stretched out a white and red jade hand.

The waiter hesitated for a moment. Song Anle is still the master no matter what. And his relationship with Song Cheng is even more inseparable good brother and sister. Now that the master is not in the mansion, Song Anle can make a decision on behalf of Song Cheng, so he handed the things in his hand to Song Anle.

Song Anle looked at the things similar to the list in his hand, and used bright yellow as the main color. Logically speaking, except for the royal family, bright yellow materials can be used. The common people do not allow them to use bright yellow materials.

With curiosity and doubts, Song Anle couldn't help but want to ask first, so she whispered: "Do you know what's in it?"

"This...is...is written by the prince." Perhaps it was related to the prince, and the waiter seemed even more nervous and frightened.

Song Anle's heart was slightly shocked. It was also because it was related to the prince that she couldn't wait to open the list. The conspicuous bright yellow brocade was written in dense fonts. The only thing that pierced her beautiful eyes was the sentence, and she chose the second Miss Song family "Song Xiaojing" as the legitimate concubine of the fifth prince, Linwang.

Song Anle's consciousness was shocked. Regarding Song Xiaojing and Gao Yuankang, she had been selfish and did not want them to come together. Although she tried her best to find Gao Yuanyi to help her, she had never responded. She was secretly grateful, but she did not expect that there would be a more responsive response and was still waiting for her later.

The Northern Dynasty established the rank of concubines in the imperial harem many years ago. All the emperors and concubines, from the first-rank fourth concubines, then the genuine wife, to the ninth concubines, then Zhaoyi, Jieyu, noble concubine, beauty, talented man, beauties, beauties, beauties, and beauties... are all of the same level, and finally they are Caiwo, Royal woman, and beautiful woman.

The rank of the prince's harem is relatively simple. In addition to the prince's main concubine, it can also be called a certain imperial concubine, but only the eldest prince's main concubine can be referred to as the "Imperial Concubine". Other princes and concubines must be called a certain imperial concubine.

In addition to the princes and concubines, the princes and concubines were then the first-rank noble concubines. From the first-rank favored concubines and the second-rank beloved concubines, the second-rank beloved concubines were omitted. From the second-rank, the third-rank concubines, as well as the legitimate concubines, concubines, concubines, concubines, and common people arranged in sequence.

Song Anle was a little unacceptable for a moment. Song Xiaojing was suddenly enthroned, which means that their family will never be able to escape from socializing with the royal family. Then her only hope will completely disappear. Even if she can successfully escape from the palace, she will never be able to completely escape from the palm of the royal family.

Song Anle looked at the imperial list in her hand, so dazed that she couldn't be trance. When the waiter beside him saw Song Anle's condition, he didn't dare to say anything. Fortunately, Mei Xin came from not far away. It was because she didn't see Song Anle for a day that she came out to look for her master's journey.

"Miss." Mei Xin called out softly as she walked up.

Song Anle reacted a little, but she still stared at the emperor's list in her hand in a daze, unable to get out of her entangled and heavy thoughts for a long time.

Mei Xin saw that Song Anle was abnormal, so she looked at Xiao Erzi who was nodding beside her, and seemed to ask for a hint of answer she could understand with a questioning look; but Xiao Erzi just looked at Song Anle and turned her nervous gaze to Mei Xin. Although she did not give any response, it was enough to show his nervousness.

Mei Xin once again turned her eyes on Song Anle and also noticed the emperor list in her hands. Since she didn't know what it was, she just asked softly: "Miss, what's wrong with you? But is it uncomfortable there?"

Song Anle finally put away his heavy thoughts, but his face was dull and low, and he could not show a natural expression. She didn't say anything, but just shook her head gently.

Mei Xin said with concern: "The temperature is cold, you might as well go back early to rest."

Song Anle lowered her eyes and locked her eyebrows. She thought to herself that Gao Yuankang appointed Song Xiaojing as the legitimate concubine. According to her seniority, she should be in the third rank. Although she is not a noble position, she is at least a concubine, which can give her enough face.

She was struggling whether she would tell Song Xiaojing about this news before Song Cheng came back. Although nothing could be changed, at least she could test Song Xiaojing's reaction.

"Mei Xin, you go back first, I'll go to the second lady's place to sit."

Mei Xin saw Song Anle's worried look, and she didn't want to add unnecessary disgust to her, so she just nodded and replied 'Yes'.

Song Anle took the imperial list and went straight to Song Xiaojing's residence. She didn't think too much along the way because she didn't know whether this news was good or bad for Song Xiaojing, but what could not be changed is that this news also changed her life, even everyone's life.

Song Xiaojing was pondering in the house with a grief. When she heard the maid outside’s respectful words to Song Anle, she was panicked and didn’t know what attitude to face her, but Song Anle’s figure had already walked in and she couldn’t turn a blind eye.

"It's Anle." Song Xiaojing thought, and then stood up to meet him.

"Why is the temperature in the house so low, but there is no coal burning?" Song Anle said, scanning the room. She didn't know whether it was her own psychological effect or whether the temperature here was really cold. As soon as she entered the door, she felt chilling.

Song Xiaojing also followed her topic and said: "It's burning, but there's not much coal, so save some money."

"There is not much coal, so you can go to the kitchen to get it. You must not freeze your body."

"I'm fine; come;" Song Xiaojing pulled Song Anle and said, "Come into the inner room and sit."

Song Anle smiled, and then the two sisters helped each other and walked into the inner room.

The temperature in the inner room was much higher than that outside, so Song Anle's chilling senses returned to normal again. However, she began to hesitate again on how to speak or how to deal with the news.

"Anle, why do you come here at this time today? You shouldn't be..." Song Xiaojing actually wanted to say that she should be preparing to participate in the election, and she also wanted to ask about Song Anle's attitude and the inside story of the election.

"Do you want to talk about the election?" Song Anle did not shy away, and simply continued the election and informed Song Xiaojing about the news that the relationship between the two was basically the same line.

Song Xiaojing hesitated for a moment, "I heard you are going to participate in the election, so I have been worried about you, if..."

"Don't worry, I just went to the palace, not to go to the mountain and the sea of ​​fire." Song Anle showed a faint smile on her face, and her tone seemed quite light. Her relaxed attitude seemed to be washing the dust for Song Xiaojing, because she didn't want Song Xiaojing to be too afraid of life in the palace, because her life was destined to be spent in that deep palace.
Chapter completed!