Qing'er had raised her steps and took it back. She did not listen to Song Anle's other words, but the only thing she could not accompany her. The first thing she guessed was that she would go to the election, otherwise there would be nothing she could say goodbye so seriously.

When talking about the election, Qing'er was obsessed with anger. She could never understand why both sisters and also had promises that could not implicate the royal family. She could not participate in the election, but Song Anle could participate openly. If it was just because of her so-called simplicity and not suitable for the living environment of the palace, then whether Song Anle could be concluded as a scheming cunning person, so this reason was too far-fetched, at least for her.

"Okay, it's getting late, so you can rest early. If you have the chance to see you again, I hope to see the once lively and cute sister."

Song Anle's voice turned again, but Qing'er didn't hear a word in her ears. She was just thinking in her heart with anger how to rescue herself, but there was only one day left before the election.

Qing'er stumbled back next to the soft couch. In one day, the woman with no power in her hands could not leave the tall courtyard wall at all, so she was desperate and depressed.

Suddenly her eyes were glamorous. If Song Anle participated in the election, then Song Xiaojing would definitely have to stay. Then why didn't Song Xiaojing come to answer her? Qing'er thought that she had to meet Song Xiaojing.

Qing'er couldn't wait to know the details, so she hurried to the door and realized that it was late at night, so she had to retreat. But the next morning, she hurriedly got up. Considering that she didn't want to go out, she sent Orange to spread Song Xiaojing over.

Song Xiaojing woke up naturally in her beautiful sleep. The warm bed still had the heat after love, but Song Cheng's figure was no longer by her side. She stood up lazily and leaned on the bed. If it weren't for the messy indoors, she would even think that last night's lingering was just her fantasy dream.

Song Xiaojing half-squinted her confused and charming eyes, savoring the beauty of joy and love, the intoxicating tang-mian, once appeared in her clear mind, as if touching her sensitive touch;

Being able to have a full joy with your beloved is the happiest thing in life. Song Xiaojing was immersed in the ecstasy happiness, with a charming smile on her face betrayed the rippling inner ripples.

Suddenly, a noise outside disturbed Song Xiaojing's consciousness of reminiscing about the wonderful feeling. As the sound outside became clearer, she displeased the ambiguous ripples. At this time, the noise outside the room was approaching the door. She stood up and said impatiently: "Who is making noise here early in the morning, I am really tired of living."

Because of the disturbed interest, Song Xiaojing's tone was obviously angry. At this time, the sound outside stopped and was quiet for a moment. Orange's voice came, "Report to the second lady, Miss Qing'er's personal maid came to report, saying that Miss Qing'er asked you to come over."

Song Xiaojing thought, Qing'er sent someone to find her early in the morning, probably to inquire about her participation in the election. Although she has not been able to participate in the election, she has received a reward from Gao Yuankang. This result is a far shortcut than participating in the election. I believe Qing'er will be satisfied with this news.

However, Song Anle will also participate in the election. She is worried that the matter of helping Qing'er match her and Gao Yuanshang will be discovered sooner or later by Song Anle. By then, Song Anle will definitely have an opinion on herself, but if she does not help Qing'er, she and Song Anle will welcome a new life, leaving Qing'er alone alone, and she can't bear it. Besides, she can at least have multiple loves to accompany her.

"You go and tell the person to come, and I will arrive later." Song Xiaojing said, then got up, looking at the messy room of clothes, but she was no longer in the mood to reminisce about the intoxicating joy.

After a simple washing, Song Xiaojing hurried to Qing'er's yard. As soon as she walked into the yard, Qing'er was already wandering anxiously at the door. Seeing her coming, she hurriedly came up and said, "Xiaojing, you are finally here."

Seeing Qing'er's anxious and nervous reaction, Song Xiaojing said inexplicably: "What's wrong? I'm rushing to come here so early, but what happened?"

"Go in and talk." Qing'er helped Song Xiaojing and the two sisters walked into the house together.

After entering the separate space, Qing'er couldn't wait to pull Song Xiaojing and asked, "Xiaojing, tell me quickly what's going on? Why is it still Anle who participated in the election?"

Song Xiaojing comforted Qing'er and said, "Don't be anxious first, sit down and listen to me tell you slowly."

Qing'er then sat down on the chair, but her anxiety on her face did not diminish at all. Song Xiaojing didn't want her to be too anxious, so she told Qing'er in detail what happened.

"What?" Qing'er said in surprise and excitement after hearing this: "The Fifth Prince has conferred you as his legitimate concubine?"

Qing'er didn't know whether she was happy for Song Xiaojing or surprised by the sudden incident. In short, no matter what, it was a good thing for her.

Song Xiaojing nodded shyly. Although she had achieved the goal she wanted, she was not as happy as she imagined. Perhaps it was because of the change in Song Cheng's attitude last night and the night of entanglement that shook her initial firmness.

"It's so great Xiaojing, you finally got what you want." Qing'er held Song Xiaojing's hand excitedly and happily, as if the person who got what you want was herself.

Song Xiaojing smiled. Although she was not married to her favorite person, she understood that fish and bear paws could not have both. There is no good thing in the world, and she would not dare to expect everything. Therefore, between the status of fame and the status given by Song Cheng, she would rather choose a high-ranking position. As for Song Cheng, she had his first love and felt his love-loving love. What she gave for him was worth it.

"And, my business..." Qing'er felt a little embarrassed and repeatedly urged Song Xiaojing, so she stopped talking in embarrassment.

"Don't worry, when I enter the palace, the first thing I do is to help you contact the eldest prince, but..." Song Xiaojing also hesitated for a moment, "I have to wait for me to get familiar with the environment in the palace first, otherwise I will be worried that someone will misunderstand."

Song Xiaojing didn't know whether she had the ability to control life in the palace, so she didn't dare to guarantee anything to Qing'er until her status was stable.

Qing'er said to herself with a frown face: "When will we wait?"

Lover can't wait for a moment, and with Song Xiaojing's marriage to the deep palace, she has no one to count on. If Song Xiaojing can't give a definite answer, wouldn't her hope be in nowhere?

Song Xiaojing didn't want Qing'er to be so sad, and she thought that in that strange palace, one more person would be more powerful. Besides, Qing'er and Gao Yuanshang Qing had a special relationship, and for her, she believed that there was only profit.

So Song Xiaojing comforted again: "Qing'er, don't be anxious first, there will always be a solution."

Qing'er looked at Song Xiaojing with a frown. She thought Song Xiaojing could have a better way, but Song Xiaojing couldn't think of a better way for a moment. In order not to disappoint Qing'er, she lowered her eyes and thought for a while. Suddenly, her eyes deepened, and a method appeared in her mind cleverly. So she said: "Actually, you don't have to think of a way from me. You might as well try to try in the election and find out if there are other ways."

Qing'er didn't think much, so she said with a frustration: "Now, it's no longer a happy election. Besides, there is still one day, so I don't have time to think of other solutions."

"Although the election has been finalized, it may not necessarily mean that those who have to participate in the election will have the opportunity to enter the palace."

Qing'er said, "You mean..."

"Think about it, which lady who participated in the election was not accompanied by a few personal maids. If you could endure this grievance, why not think of a solution from here?"

"You mean... can I pretend to be a maid and sneak in?" Qing'er seemed to realize that this method seemed to be a good method, but she was still a little unacceptable for a moment, or she hadn't figured out how to use this method.

Song Xiaojing naturally had no definite determination, so she didn't want to take all the responsibility of paying attention to herself, so she said again: "I just think this method is feasible, it's up to you to decide."

Qing'er now has no choice, and once there is a way she thinks is feasible, she must try her best, so she said distressedly: "But I can't go out now, and I have no chance to get close to the selected person."

"This is easy to deal with;" Song Xiaojing said quite relaxedly: "Isn't Anle going to participate in the election? You can take the opportunity to sneak out on the grounds of sending her."

"Is this... OK?" Qing'er said inconclusively, because she could not imagine whether Song Xiaojing could achieve it easily with ease, so she was still a little scared.

"How can you know if you don't try it?" Song Xiaojing said bluntly: "Besides, you can't find a better opportunity now, and you can't think of a better way, so you can only take a gamble."

Qing'er hesitated and thought for a long time, and she also knew that this was her last chance to win, but where should it start and how to hide it from the truth. She had no idea at all.

Of course, Song Xiaojing hoped that Qing'er could take the opportunity to sneak into the palace and would like to bear to risk her to find Gao Yuanshang. If Gao Yuanshang and Qing'er meet again and recognize Qing'er, she not only has support but also contributed to a great prince, why would she not do it?

"Xiaojing;" Qing'er pulled Song Xiaojing and said helplessly: "Then please help me think of a solution and see how I can get out."
Chapter completed!