Song Cheng still said with a serious look on his face: "Qing'er, Brother Cheng won't want you, but you are drunk now, Brother Cheng doesn't want to hurt you."

"I'm not drunk, I'm very awake and what I'm doing." Bai Huaqing said with a sad look on her face: "I used to be ignorant, but I missed so many good things about Brother Cheng. Now I finally know who is worthy of my cherishing, so please don't throw me away."

"Qinger..." As soon as Song Cheng spoke, Bai Huaqing hugged him again and said in a confused manner: "Brother Cheng, don't leave me."

Song Cheng could not resist Bai Huaqing's show of kindness at all. Besides, after so many years of waiting, every word Bai Huaqing said at this time seemed to be intoxicated, so he felt her true feelings and did not want to miss this affection.

Bai Huaqing was already kissing him in confusion when she was thinking about Song Cheng. She knew that she could not replace Song Anle's position in Song Cheng's heart, so only by possessing him in this way could he completely belong to her.

Song Cheng could no longer control his physical and mental desire. Driven by Bai Huaqing, the flames in his body came like wild waves. He also began to actively respond to Bai Huaqing's kiss, and soon proclaimed his troops to seize the leader, eagerly occupying Bai Huaqing.

This night may not be love, love, or even thoughts for them, but the Lord will definitely be a endless night.

Desolate snowflakes float in the night sky, and the cold wind occasionally crosses the sky, like an invisible blade, wandering ruthlessly in my heart.

The lively and festive New Year's Day seems to never belong to the cold palace. It is still late at night. Since it is secluded, no one cleanses the snow on the ground in time, so the already deserted palace looks a bit desolate.

In the desolate night sky, only Song Anle's lonely figure seemed extremely dazzling. Although she was accompanied by Mei Xin, she was still so lonely.

The cold wind blew in waves, and the snowflakes gradually floated down like goose feathers. Song Anle had no sense of any perception, but her body stood straight.

Mei Xin saw that the snowflakes became more and more rapid and the cold wind became more and more fierce. As the New Year was about to pass, no one came out to reply in the cold palace. I guess Gao Yuanshang was determined not to see them.

Mei Xin hesitated for a long time. Because she was worried that Song Anle's physical strength could not withstand the severe cold, she said carefully: "Imperial, the heavy snow will not stop for a while, so why don't you go back first?"

"This snow is so beautiful, how could I miss it?" Song Anle looked at the blank white snow scene, with an empty look, and there was a hint of sadness in the trance.

Mei Xin saw her so sad, but she still had to face it with a calm attitude, and she felt very uncomfortable, so she said dimly: "The cold wind hurts the body, and the cold air hurts the body. Why don't I accompany you to come out to enjoy the snow tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow's snow scene is indeed beautiful, but I missed the formation of the beautiful scenery. Wouldn't it be even more regretful?" Song Anle just wanted to persevere for herself, find a reason to leave, or to find a perseverance for her soul to persevere.

Mei Xin sighed inwardly with a sad look on her face. She knew that Song An was determined, so she stopped persuading her. She just waited hard like this, but she didn't know when she could wait for dawn.

As time passes in the heavy snow, Song Anle's body also becomes stiff from cold in time. I don't know how long it has passed, but time seems to have not gone far. Perhaps it is the torment of the cold, and time is also frozen by the temperature.

At this time, a palace servant walked out of the hall. In the vast snowy scene, such a figure appeared. I don’t know whether it should be described as life or surprise, but for Song Anle, she only had excitement and hope.

Song Anle ran up excitedly, but because she stood for too long, her legs and feet were already stiff and numb, she fell into the snow and fell to the ground. Mei Xin was not much better, so the speed of supporting her was obviously slow, so both of them fell to the ground.

"Imperial, are you okay?" Mei Xin helped her up in fear, but their bodies were already stiff and numb, so they could not stand up quickly.

"I'm fine, help me up quickly." Song Anle was just anxious to greet the person who walked out, so she seemed a little anxious.

At this time, Xiaoju had already walked up to her and looked at the embarrassing master and servant in the snow. On her face, which had no expression, a melancholy and solemn frowned between her eyebrows and eyes.

"Why is the imperial concubine?" Xiaoju said and helped Song Anle up. Although her tone was not warm, her melancholy expression still showed her inner concern.

Song Anle excitedly pulled Xiaoju and asked, "Xiaoju, how is he like the eldest prince?"

Xiaoju suddenly returned to the indifference when she came. She took a step back and nodded respectfully and said, "The eldest prince is fine, and the imperial concubine is concerned about it."

"I want to see the eldest prince." Song Anle still couldn't wait. She knew that Xiaoju was not only Gao Yuanshang's personal palace maid, but also his confidant's subordinate. Otherwise, how could Gao Yuanshang only accompany him during the time he left the palace?

"The imperial concubine, don't insist, the eldest prince won't see you." Xiaoju left behind and turned around and wanted to leave.

Because she knew Xiaoju's personality, Song Anle was extremely disappointed, but she still grabbed Xiaoju and begged: "Xiaoju, I know that the eldest prince listens to you, please help me tell him, if he doesn't see me tonight, I will kneel here forever."

Xiaoju paused, but did not look back at Song Anle. Instead, she said coldly: "The situation is not as good as before. Why should the imperial concubine put a bright future without appreciating it, but she was obsessed with this dark cold palace."

"No matter how beautiful the scenery is, it does not catch my eyes. I just want to wait here until the clouds open and the moon is full." Song Anle looked at Xiaoju with her solemn and firm eyes. At this time, she had no dignity, nor was she a lofty imperial concubine, she was just an ordinary woman who was desperate for love.

It is not the first time Xiaoju has had Song Anle. Although they don’t have much communication, everyone has a first feeling, so her impression of Song Anle always has an inexplicable sense of confidence.

After hesitating for a while, Xiaoju really couldn't bear to see her persistently. Besides, the snow fell with the wind. Even a tough and strong person would probably not be able to bear to wait in the snow for so long.

"You can take shelter from the wind on the east side, so the imperial concubine might as well wait there." Xiaoju left her words and then walked away. With Gao Yuanshang's advice, she could only give Song Anle a lot of advice. I hope Song Anle can understand her intentions, which is her only help.

Song Anle watched Xiaoju leave with a look of frustration, but subconsciously glanced at the direction of the east door. Because she couldn't understand Xiaoju's allusions, she had no intention of sheltering the wind and snow.

Mei Xin was thinking about Song Anle, knowing that she would not leave at all, so she said again: "Imperial concubine, why not let's go and avoid it. I won't delay coming when the snow falls."

Song Anle stared at the quiet palace in front of her. She couldn't imagine how far it would mean when only one wall was separated. She didn't know what kind of emotions Gao Yuanshang was torturing herself on the other side of the wall.

Mei Xin saw that she was silent, so she said again: "Why don't the imperial concubine go over and slow down first, and I will be here to guard it."

No matter how determined Song Anle insisted, she could not selfishly ignore Mei Xin's physical condition. Moreover, she always suffered from it, so she really felt sorry for her, so she absent-mindedly walked towards the direction Xiaoju pointed.

But they came over and did not see any place to shelter from the wind and rain, so they all looked around with curiosity. The endless scene was still a snowy scene in the white, or a palace wall in front of them.

Song Anle walked forward again. The dark night was dark, but fortunately she was illuminated by the white snow. She accidentally glanced at her and seemed to find a small door not far away. She jumped in her heart twice, and then walked over eagerly.

Song Anle walked over and saw that it turned out to be a small door, which was obviously the door leading into the hall, so she said in surprise: "Mei Xin, there is a small door here."

Mei Xin hurriedly walked over. It was indeed a small door, but it seemed to have been locked. So she went up to check it out, then turned around and said, "Imperial, the door is locked."

Song Anle was originally surprised and became a little disappointed, but she immediately understood Xiaoju's hint. Since she could hint her over, she must have a way to open the door.

"Let me see." Song Anle walked by the small door and looked at it. Although it was a wooden door, it was also very solid, so she pushed it for a while, and there seemed to be no sign of shaking.

Mei Xin looked at the structure of the wooden door and said discouragedly: "I guess it hasn't been opened for a long time, so it has solidified."

"No matter what, I must open this door." Song Anle began to look for something around to shake the door, but the area was covered with heavy snow, and she had no idea how to start.

"Emperor;" Mei Xin said with a worried look on her face: "Don't lie to yourself anymore. You know that the eldest prince's proud self-esteem is so down and he will never see you."

How could Song Anle not know that the reason why Gao Yuan still didn't see her was his proud and proud self-esteem. Now that he was imprisoned, he certainly had no face to face her, but it was precisely because of this that she had to see him.
Chapter completed!