The night had already fallen. Chen Xiaoya came to help Song Anle check the recovery situation after dinner. Song Anle's appearance was not as good as she imagined. So after she checked, Song Anle asked anxiously: "Xiaoya, how is my face recovering? Maybe it's intact?"

"Anle, tell me honestly, have you not done what I said?"

"Zhou Xiaozhu came once a few days ago. At that time, she insisted on coming in to visit me, so I delayed the time for changing the dressing." Song Anle asked with some concern: "How is it? Is there something wrong?"

"You just don't see her when she comes. Why do you have to worry about others and mislead your own condition?" Chen Xiaoya said with a complaint while blaming: "I have told you that this medicine must be replaced in time. If the time is delayed, it will not only fail to work, but will also damage the skin. Why don't you listen?"

Song Anle looked dull and sad, but she said innocently: "I didn't expect that Zhou Baihe was so stubborn. She didn't let Zhan Ju give her the medicine you developed, so she was dismissed."

Chen Xiaoya said in surprise: "So the ointment you asked me to develop is for her to use?"

Song Anle nodded. She originally gave Zhou Baihe ointment with ulterior motives, but she still didn't want to explain too much to Chen Xiaoya.

Chen Xiaoya said with an unhappy look: "If I had known it was for her, I would add some poison to her and ask her to show off all day."

"Okay, why bother with her?" Song Anle thought of her face again, so she asked in fear: "By the way, you said just now that I was in poor recovery, but it was very serious?"

Seeing that she was anxious, Chen Xiaoya also said seriously: "It's not serious, but it may delay the recovery period, so you must be mentally prepared."

"What you mean is that it is difficult to recover before the election, right?" Song Anle was reluctant to accept such a fact, so she couldn't help asking more.

Chen Xiaoya nodded with a serious look on her face, but then she comforted her again: "You don't have to worry. No matter how long it takes, it's better than being disfigured."

Song Anle nodded slightly with a sad face. Although she was not afraid of her appearance being destroyed, it would be a bit rude to go out to show her to others like this. Moreover, the queen is about to meet the election. When she thought of this, her heart suddenly stumbled. If she could avoid being recognized by the queen because of her appearance being destroyed, wouldn’t it have helped her?

"Little Master...Little Master..." Zhan Ju's hurried shouting alarmed Song Anle in the deep thought. When she came to her senses, Zhan Ju had already rushed in.

Chen Xiaoya was not as restless as Song Anle, so she asked curiously: "What happened to Zhanju, why are you in such a hurry?"

Zhanju said in a panting but still with a look of surprise: "Things have been done, things have been done."

Chen Xiaoya was confused by the cuckoo, "What happened? What happened? Do you still want to make it clear?"

Zhan Ju ignored Chen Xiaoya's unclearity, because Song Anle knew the inside story best, so she said happily again: "Yu'er has taken the bait."

Song Anle understood the meaning of Zhanju's words, so she said inconsistency: "You mean, someone has taken the bait?"

The jujube is still an unconcealable joy, "Don't you want to go out and wait for a good show?"

Song Anle said surprisingly calmly: "Are everything arranged?"

Zhan Ju didn't know what the arrangement was, but she said confidently: "With Sister Mei Xin and Hongzhu, please don't worry."

"Go and tell them, don't go too far."

"Don't worry, my sister Mei Xin and the others have their own qualities. My master should prepare quickly."

Song Anle nodded, and at this time, she looked at them stupidly, and couldn't understand a word, so she said ignorantly: "What are you saying? Why can't I understand a word?"

Song Anle just said with a faint smile: "Is Xiaoya interested in catching fish with us?"

"Catch fish?" Chen Xiaoya said in surprise: "Is there any fish this day?"

"You'll know if you go and take a look." Song Anle said, pulling Chen Xiaoya up. The two of them got up together and walked towards him, but Chen Xiaoya still had an ignorant expression on her face.

Zhu Jiali and Zhang Jiali learned about Song Anle from that Wang Jiali. It is said that she was developing skin-beautifying drugs every day on the grounds of pretending to be sick, and it is obvious that she is preparing for the election.

They obviously gave Song Anle a poisonous powder, so they were not sure whether Song Anle was disfigured or was really developing a secret recipe for beauty care. After several conspiracies, they decided to take the risk to check what was going on.

In the deep night, two sneaky movements of the night are extremely evil in the night. Although they are all wearing dark palace clothes, it is not difficult to see their woman's figure.

Zhu Jiali and Zhang Jiali were one of them to let go, and a sneaky potential Song Anle's room was under the window. Because the window was not closed, they peeked at everything inside through the window ridge.

Zhu Jiali was observing closely everywhere, her heart was pounding. She lowered her voice and asked in a low voice: "How is it? Is anyone?"

Zhang Jiali carefully looked at every corner of the house and saw no one appearing, so she also whispered: "It seems that there is no one in the house."

Zhu Jiali asked with some uncertainty: "Are you sure?"

Zhang Jiali nodded firmly. Due to the guilty mentality, they could not ignore the suspiciousness of the night. Zhu Jiali whispered again: "Go in and take a look."

"Sister really wants to go in? What if..." Zhang Jiali was still a little worried. After all, they had a ghost in their hearts. If someone discovered it, that would be a big deal.

"I've come here, why are you worried about what if you really want to let Song Anle occupy the princes?" Zhu Jiali's firm tone was still unhappy, but her heart was no more stable than Zhang Jiali.

Zhang Jiali said tremblingly: "But...if someone finds out, we can't even leapt into the Yellow River."

"Isn't there no one right now?" Zhu Jiali said impatiently: "Hurry up and stop being slow."

Zhang Jiali was dragged into the house by Zhu Jiali unwillingly. She did not forget to look back and observe whether she had found it. After entering the house, Zhu Jiali looked around quickly and muttered, "This Prince Lian, I don't know what the things she sent me, so we can find them."

While letting go, Zhang Jiali said inexplicably: "Sister Zhu, why do you have to find that?"

"If you don't find that box of powder, how do you know whether Song Anle was disfigured and unable to see anyone, or is he really making a secret magic medicine?"

Zhang Jiali said reluctantly: "But the election is approaching now. Let's wait a few days before we know whether she was disfigured or really caring for her skin. Why should we take this risk here?"

"What?" Zhu Jiali was looking for something suddenly stopped. She walked to Zhang Jiali and said suddenly: "You swore to attack Song Anle at the beginning, why are you not anxious now?"

"Sister, don't get me wrong;" Zhang Jiali immediately said timidly: "I just think that the election conference is imminent, so we should be careful everywhere and never give up so much hard work for a little thing."

Zhu Jiali had a dark and depressed face, and could understand Zhang Jiali's thoughts, but since she was in danger, she didn't want to return without success, so she said again: "I understand, let's hurry up and look for it."

Zhu Jiali was searching for boxes and cabinets again, while Zhang Jiali was just worried about rummaging around because of her uneasiness.

Suddenly the door was opened heavily, Song Anle and Lu Lingrong walked in together, and then several palace servants, as well as Mei Xin, Shen Xiaoya and others.

Both Zhang Jiali and Zhu Jiali were so panicked that they had nowhere to hide. Seeing Song Anle and others standing at the door, especially Lu Lingrong's face, they were so scared that they could not control themselves.

"Are the two beauties looking for this?" Song Anle stepped forward calmly and handed the box of brocade brought by Wang Jiali.

"Lu Sigong, please spare me, Lu Sigong." Zhang Jiali crawled on the ground in panic, kowtowed repeatedly, but her actions seemed to be unwilling to speak out. Zhu Jiali, who was standing beside her, was both angry and annoyed.

Lu Lingrong walked in two steps, and she still had a cold face that made people dare not look directly at. She thought that with her temperament, she must have been furious when she saw this, but she didn't want her to be neither high nor low. She said twitchyly: "You are not in your room late at night, why are you running here sneaking to do?"

Apart from fear and anxiety, Zhang Jiali really answered speechlessly, so she looked at Zhu Jiali tremblingly, as if she was asking for help or asking for instructions.

Seeing that Lu Lingrong was not as angry as he thought, Zhu Jiali wanted to argue for herself, so she knelt down and said, "My Lord Return to Sigong, the maid learned that Song Jiali was sick for many days, so she wanted to visit her before. Unfortunately, Song Jiali happened to be not in the room. They were all maids who were rash, and I hope Song Jiali will forgive her."

"Since you are visiting, why do you seem to be robbing?"

"Oh, that's it;" Zhu Jiali said in a adaptable manner: "When the maid saw that Song Jiali was not there, she planned to wait for a while. She didn't want to see the mess in the room, so the maids cleaned up."
Chapter completed!