Qing'er also had a long time of confusion. In fact, she could see that Song Cheng was willing to make up, but both of them refused to bow their heads, which led to the stalemate. But after all, she was a girl and was about to make plans to escape, so she turned to Song Cheng first and said, "Brother Cheng, I was wrong."

Song Cheng's heart was finally cleared. He was relieved with warm relief, but he still said seriously: "I'm not right, it's because I'm too impulsive, I shouldn't have hit you."

Qing'er pursed her lips awkwardly, lowered her head and said nothing. Song Anle finally got a thought. She took Qing'er and Song Cheng's hands, held the three brothers and sisters together, and said, "I'm relieved."

Despite too much reluctance, Song Cheng still said heavily: "It's getting late, I'll send you in."

Song Anle nodded, and she looked at Song Xiaojing and Song Qi beside her. Although she was covered by a veil, she still outlined the corners of her mouth with endless feelings and helpless separation. She could only give herself a meaningless mentality.

Qing'er reluctantly pulled Song Anle and said, "Anle, take good care of yourself, I will go see you."

Because she was infected by emotions for a while, Qing'er did not realize that she had a mistake in her words, because she was about to enter the palace together.

Song Anle didn't understand Qing'er's meaning at all, but she was still a little stunned. Song Xiaojing came forward cleverly and said, "Okay Qing'er, don't delay the auspicious time for Anle to be selected."

Qing'er nodded with a sad face, but still turned her reluctant gaze on Song Anle. The brother and sister could never relieve their low emotions from the sadness of parting.

"Okay, let's go back." Song Anle left a heavy word and turned around and left.

The remaining Qing'er, Song Xiaojing and Song Qi, were all in a low mood, watching Song Anle and Song Cheng leave, and each could not get out of the low mood for a long time.

On the way back, Qing'er held Song Xiaojing in front and walked in front, Song Qi followed closely behind. The sisters looked at each other from time to time, with a deep meaning in their eyes.

Song Xiaojing estimated that the time was almost ripe, but before she could speak, Song Qi walked in front of her and said, "Xiaojing, what did Anle just say that you have a home, what does it mean?"

Song Xiaojing almost forgot that she was about to marry Gao Yuankang, and Song Qi seemed to be unaware of it, and she felt relieved again. After all, it was a lifelong event. Song Cheng and Song An not only did not announce the Song family, but even Song Qi did not let him know, which shows her weight in their hearts.

Song Xiaojing knew Song Qi's temperament well. If she didn't tell the matter clearly, he wouldn't give up. However, time is tight and she still wants to help Qing'er escape, so she has no time to talk to Song Qi at all.

"Oh." Song Xiaojing suddenly said in surprise: "No, I forgot the purse I prepared for Anle."

Song Xiaojing took out a heavy bag from her waist, and blamed herself with anxiety. Song Qi was interrupted by Song Xiaojing and was panicked for a moment. Qing'er took the opportunity to step forward and said, "What's the best thing? Anle has just entered the deep palace and has no money on her body, so how can she gain a foothold."

Song Xiaojing said anxiously: "Brother Qi, please help me give this wallet to Anle. You can ride horses, and you can only send men to the venue for each other. Maybe you can still hurry up."

Song Xiaojing said that she had already stuffed the wallet in Song Qi's hand. Song Qi analyzed Qing'er's statement, which seemed to make sense. There was no right in this world, but it was easy to do things if you had money.

"Then you..." Song Qi was still unwilling to give up on the matter about Song Xiaojing's destination.

Song Xiaojing pushed him and urged: "Go quickly, I'll tell you everything when you come back."

"Okay, I'll go now." Song Qi didn't dare to delay, so he left words, so he hurriedly found a horse from the side of the road and hurriedly drove away.

Song Xiaojing and Qing'er watched Song Qi go away, and they returned to their own plans. Qing'er looked around. She pulled Song Xiaojing and said with a look of fear: "Xiaojing."

"Let's go." Song Xiaojing pulled Qing'er and rushed into the crowd without saying a word.

Since there were many people seeing off, the pedestrians on the street seemed a little crowded. Song Xiaojing pulled Qing'er and ran to a corner with few people. At this time, two men were already looking around with sting eyes.

Song Xiaojing patted one of the men's shoulders and said "Hey." The man was obviously frightened. However, Song Xiaojing ignored his horror and asked anxiously: "How is the matter going?"

One of the men said with a smile: "Miss, please don't worry about doing things in small business; the person has already arranged it, so the lady can use the parameters."

Song Xiaojing glanced at Qing'er and said in a blink of an eye: "It's not me who pretends to be a fool, it's this lady."

Song Xiaojing signaled Qing'er, and the man followed her sign and looked at Qing'er. Perhaps Qing'er's appearance was too beautiful, so the man seemed a little obsessed. He said with some uncertainty: "This..."

The man was very curious. Such a stunning young lady didn't go to the election, but she tried her best to be a maid in the palace. He was really unaware of it, and she felt sorry for Qing'er.

Song Xiaojing didn't have the intention to explain so much to a stranger, so she said impatiently: "Don't ask too much, do what you should do."

"Yes, yes, yes;" the man nodded and bowed repeatedly, "Please follow the youngest, lady."

Qing'er had no idea what was going on. She was really worried about asking her to leave with a strange man, so she said in confusion: "Xiaojing, are you?"

Song Xiaojing was both anxious and uneasy, but in order to calm Qing'er's emotions, she still said calmly: "Qing'er, don't ask too much. This is the servant I invited for money. He has arranged the master for you. You just need to let him go."

"But, I..." Qing'er still frowned, worried with a look of embarrassment. She was already depressed and uneasy about her plan to escape. At the moment, Song Xiaojing was not clear, so how could she accept it for a moment?

Song Xiaojing held Qing'er's hand and said in a comforting tone, but urged: "Don't worry, you should change your hair into a maid's bun quickly, so don't let people discover it."

Qing'er was still hesitant, but for the wish in her heart, she said uneasy: "Can this work?"

"Don't worry." Song Xiaojing said confidently: "There is a Miss Zhou named Lily Fangling 14 in Beizhuang. Because one of the little maids who served her on the road was sick, she was missing a maid, so you just happened to take over this quota. For specific matters, someone will arrange for you, so you can go with peace of mind."

Qing'er heard it very clearly this time, but for Song Xiaojing, her speed could not keep up with the rhythm of time at all, so she urged again: "Don't hesitate, for the sake of the person in your heart, you should go boldly."

When Qing'er thought it was for Gao Yuan Shang, she had no worries. With the help of Song Xiaojing, she quickly changed into a simple bun. Because the dress was prepared in advance, she just took off her thick cloak and was dressed as an absolute maid.

Although she was dressed in simple clothes and simple buns without gorgeous decorations and exquisite embellishments, it did not affect Qing'er's beauty at all. Song Xiaojing was worried that she would cause dissatisfaction or suspicion from others because of her outstanding appearance, so she said in a blink of an eye: "Are there scissors?"

The man who was waiting anxiously was stunned for a moment, "There are no scissors, but this one is there."

The man had a sharp dagger on the ground. Song Xiaojing did not hesitate, but took it directly and stretched it over Qing'er's head. Qing'er took a step back in fear and said in horror: "What are you doing?"

"Don't worry, I'll just help you change your hairstyle."

Song Xiaojing stepped forward again, tidied out a strand of Qing'er's hair on her forehead, and directly used a dagger to separate it. The thick bangs covered Qing'er's smooth and plump forehead. Although it could not change her beauty, she could at least hide her head when she lowered her head.

Qing'er touched her cut hair, and seemed to feel a little distressed. Song Xiaojing was worried that Qing'er could not understand, so she said deeply: "Qing'er, your appearance is too outstanding, I have to do this. You should also pay attention to your own qualities and do your best to nod as a etiquette."

Qing'er nodded and said in a low voice: "I understand."

Qing'er then understood Song Xiaojing's intention, but when she thought of taking so much risk for an unknown result, she was so afraid that the result would disappoint her.

Song Xiaojing pursed her lips. At this moment when she was about to part, neither of them could show a real smile, so she just said lightly: "Then go quickly, don't waste the time."

Qing'er nodded again. She was grateful for Song Xiaojing's considerate help, but she could only say with tears in her eyes: "Thank you Xiaojing."

Song Xiaojing said with a deep brow locked with a look of care, "Silly girl, I feel wronged."

Qing'er shook her head repeatedly. In fact, there was no grievance in her heart. As long as she could achieve her wish, everything she did was worth it.

The two sisters hugged each other and reluctantly separated. Qing'er followed the two men to the place where she should go. Song Xiaojing kept watching her until she disappeared from sight. She still couldn't stop her from being able to stop her for a long time.

Wandering not far from entering the venue, a man looked around anxiously, obviously waiting for someone, and looked very anxious.

At this time, Qing'er, led by the two men, hurriedly walked towards the man, and the man also keenly held them in his sight.
Chapter completed!