Wu Liangdi was still unwilling to be defeated like this, so she could only use the matter of going to the temple to pray for blessings to please Gao Yuanshang. So she said pitifully: "The eldest prince, I am about to go far away to pray for my Northern Dynasty. Can you see me sincerely and send me a trip tonight?"

"It's OK to see off, but..." Gao Yuanshang leaned over and approached Wu Liangdi. Wu Liangdi was so excited that she didn't dare to look directly at Gao Yuanshang's deep and charming starry eyes, so she shyly lowered her eyes, her face no longer had a frightened whiteness, but was fluttering red.

Gao Yuanshang coldly outlined the corner of his mouth. Even though he sneered, he still had a charming smile. He picked up Song Anle, who was kneeling beside him. Because Gao Yuanshang's actions were too sudden, Song Anle seemed very panicked, but her physical strength did not allow her to stand up independently, so she could only use Gao Yuanshang's body to support her center of gravity.

Gao Yuanshang held Song Anle in his arms with one hand, but he did not look at her, but half curled his lips and said with a smile: "I should comfort Song Jiali well. Why not see off your beloved concubine? I hope that her beloved concubine will be prosperous and strive to return to the palace as soon as possible."

Gao Yuanshang was undoubtedly warning Wu Liangdi that only by performing well can he have a chance to return to the palace, but of course it is not ruled out that he will be happy one day, and he may also put her back on a whim.

But how could a woman blinded by jealousy and resentment understand the meaning of the words? Therefore, Wu Liangdi put all her consciousness in Gao Yuanshang's first sentence. Therefore, Song Anle became her biggest enemy.

"I will follow the teachings of the eldest prince, and I will leave." Wu Liangdi stood up with the help of the palace maid, then nodded and retreated with Concubine Yang.

With the departure of Wu Liangdi and Yang Fei, almost half of the people in the hall were missing. The remaining few palace ladies did not dare to look directly at the ambiguous relationship between Gao Yuanshang and Song Anle. In order to avoid being too quarrels, Xiaoju ordered at the right time: "You go and take medicine for Master Song, and then tell Doctor Zhang about Master Song's wake up."

After receiving the order, several palace maids all retreated, and Xiaoju also took advantage of this to retreat to a less obvious place. Song Anle had long realized that she was still in Gao Yuanshang's arms, but she was unable to push him away, and even had to rely on his body to stabilize her body.

Gao Yuanshang ignored whether Song Anle could stabilize himself. When he realized that Song Anle was still in his arms, he subconsciously pushed her away, but after leaving his arms, he realized that Song Anle was almost limping. He had no choice but to hold her again and carry her back to the bed.

Song Anle, who was lying back on the bed, fainted in a daze. Gao Yuanshang had a lot of problems and wanted to ask her, but was rejected. He looked dull and angry.

After Gao Yuanshang left, Song Anle slowly opened her eyes again. In fact, she was not in a coma, but she didn't think about how to face him for a while. Besides, she was embarrassed, she was really afraid that she would lose her confidence in her heart. After all, Gao Yuanshang was so close to a perfect man.

In order to please the palace servants of the Xiu Girls' House, Zhou Baihe took on a lot of affairs every day, but in the end they were handed over to the Lianhua River Baihuaqing to complete, so Lianhua and Baihuaqing were busy day and night every day. At night, there was no gentle and comfortable place yet.

After resting, Bai Huaqing had already lost a lot of weight in just a few days. Because Lianhua was born as a maid, she was not as difficult as Bai Huaqing for these sufferings.

It was already late at night, and Bai Huaqing and Lianhua finally finished their day's business. When they returned to the house, Zhou Baihe was still sitting on the bed and trance. They looked at each other strangely, as if they were complaining. Someone was leaving for a good night's sleep, but they wanted to sleep.

"Lotus;" Zhou Baihe suddenly shouted.

Lianhua originally had a crush on their little room with Bai Hua. She didn't want to be shouted by Zhou Baihe, and she was frightened and trembled in fear.

"What are the instructions for the little master?" Lianhua walked beside the bed, nodded and waited, but was uneasy, afraid that Zhou Baihe would arrange something for her to do.

"What I asked you to investigate, how did you do that?"

Lianhua secretly glanced at Bai Huaqing. Because she took the initiative to investigate the matter last time, she did not ask about it anymore. She didn't expect that this matter had not been found yet.

Bai Huaqing then remembered that because she had been restless, she forgot to tell Zhou Baihe about this, so she hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Go back to the little master, the maid has found the details about Song Jiali."

"Oh, let's talk about it." Zhou Baihe didn't expect that things could be investigated so easily, so she said in a slightly surprised tone.

"Go back to the little master;" Bai Huaqing nodded and said, "The Song Jiali, who was taken away by the eldest prince, is the real name of "Song Anle" in the city. She has an average family background and her parents die early. She currently has an older brother and younger brother, who make a living by business."

In order to please Zhou Baihehuan, Bai Huaqing could only tell you the truth. Besides, these are not the key points. First, we must stabilize her position.

Zhou Baihe snorted coldly, and she sneered sarcastically: "A little ordinary woman dares to seduce the eldest prince, and she is overestimating her ability."

Zhou Baihe seemed to be talking to herself, because she thought that Song Anle, a woman born in an average family, had no parents and had only her brother and younger brother, must have no backing, let alone power. She is probably apart from her wealthy family and a military general.

Bai Huaqing really didn't dare to look directly at Zhou Baihe's sinister and arrogant side, so she said softly: "My master, it's late at night, you'd better take a break early."

Zhou Baihe nodded and said 'um', and suddenly she thought of something again. She said hurriedly: "By the way; has that Song... Anle been sent back to the Show Girls' Courtyard?"

Zhou Baihe paused for a moment in her words. She seemed to have not remembered Song Anle's name, but she just deliberately asked herself to remember this name.

What Bai Huaqing was most afraid of was being asked about this question that made her sad, but she could not reveal anything unusual, so she endured the pain in her heart and said in a low voice: "Go back to the little master, it is said that she has not been sent back yet."

Zhou Baihe slammed her anger hard on the bed. Her sleepy feeling that was originally intended to fall asleep was swallowed by excessive and dissatisfied anger again. However, as long as Song Anle didn't come for one day, she would not be able to challenge her for a day, so she gritted her teeth and murmured: "Fox Meizi, bitch."

Bai Huaqing saw Zhou Baihe being blinded by jealousy. She didn't want her to be so extreme. In addition, she paid the most attention to beauty, so she said kindly: "My master, if you go to bed so late every day, how can you protect your jade-like skin?"

"Yes, yes, yes;" Zhou Baihe was indeed as clear as a big enlightenment. She touched the skin on her cheeks and murmured to herself: "I can't lose my youth, I want to sleep."

After Zhou Baihe finished speaking, she had already gotten into the warm bed, burying herself to stop thinking about it. Bai Huaqing and Lianhua looked at each other again, and she shook her head in secret sighing.

Song Anle woke up the next day. After a few days of cultivation, her body gradually recovered from strength to strength. However, she always felt that although her body was recovering, she was always weak and weak.

Gao Yuanshang has never been there since that time, but every late at night, she can hear his powerful footsteps, just as she would habitually pay attention to when he would get up, otherwise she wouldn't know that he worked so hard every day.

Since Song Anle got out of bed, she politely proposed it many times, hoping to return to her girl's courtyard to cultivate. However, every time she did not wait for the topic she spoke clearly, Xiaoju would dismiss her words in a different way.

Song Anle has some understanding of Xiaoju's personality. Although she is wise, she will never reject her repeatedly without any far-fetched excuses, but most of them are on the grounds that her body has not healed;

Despite this, Song Anle could still vaguely realize that the intention of not letting her go was still Gao Yuanshang's intention, because she knew that there were still many things between them that had not been solved, so she could not escape the relationship at all.

But time is passing and time is flowing, and time will not wait for anyone alone. Song Anle calculated with his fingers. It was only a short ten days before the New Year approaching, but she was still like a piece of white paper when she treated every grass and tree in the palace.

Gao Yuan Shang went out early and came back late. His seemingly busy state seemed to be deliberately avoiding her, although she could not even imagine the reason why he avoided her.

Song Anle really didn't want to spend time like this. She didn't bury herself in a bedroom all day, like a pet without a circle. However, when the pet was favored, she was not only singing at the medicine every day, but also a few fixed palace maids.

As for those palace maids, except for Xiaoju who could answer her questions and say a few words to her, the others almost never chew. Sometimes Song Anle really wondered whether they would speak.

Song Anle was alone in the bedroom. The soft bed was no longer her favorite. Compared to getting up, she liked the soft bed with a double bed beside the bed more because it was located at the angle of the soft bed, at least she could breathe the air outside and see the beauty of nature.

Xiaoju walked in with a plate of delicious and seductive fruit. Her first sight was on the bed in the bedroom, but today's bed was already neat and complete. She put down the fruit and looked at Song Anle's figure.
Chapter completed!