"It's not that I haven't seen it, come quickly." Gao Yuanshang was extremely determined. He hoped to pull the distance between them closer, even in this closest relative.

Song Anle could not stand him, so she could only obey him. Although she was a little embarrassed, Gao Yuanshang was not restrained at all. She was not too evasive between husband and wife.

After a simple breakfast, Gao Yuanshang accompanied Song Anle to walk in the park to enjoy the snow. Facing the vast white snow scene, it seemed like he was in a paradise. Because the cold palace did not have enough palace servants to clean it up, the thick snow here was not damaged at all.

"So beautiful." Song Anle looked at the snow scene, feeling a little excited.

"Do you remember the time we watched the snow on the snowy mountain?" Gao Yuanshang stood beside Song Anle, gently holding her in her arms.

Song Anle leaned on his shoulder and said sweetly, "That is the most beautiful memory I have ever seen."

Gao Yuanshang seemed to be looking at it, but his eyes seemed a little hollow, so he said leisurely: "Do you love me then?"

"Don't love;" Song Anle paused for a moment before saying, "Because I don't dare."

Gao Yuanshang let go of her and said in confusion: "Why?"

"Your indifference makes me dare not approach you, so I would rather look at you from afar." Song Anle looked at him with a slight depression on her face. Because she was not confident enough, she dared not approach him, and even used indifference to hide her true heart.

Gao Yuanshang curled the corner of his mouth slightly, and he said lightly: "I once chose to alienate you because I was not confident enough, and even torture you badly. It was because I was not confident enough in my love, so I could only punish you with the opposite means and torture myself. Now I think about it, it's ridiculous."

Song Anle could understand the psychology that Gao Yuanshang had before, just as they were not confident enough in themselves, so they missed the beauty at the beginning. Fortunately, everything is still time to make up for, so she smiled and said, "It turns out that I was not the only one who was so stupid."

Gao Yuanshang caressed her loose hair in a doting manner. He glanced at the rare snow scene and said, "Do you want to go for a walk?"

Song Anle nodded, and then they walked side by side in one direction. Gao Yuanshang said calmly: "Anle, if I were here all my life, would you like to spend your whole life with me?"

"If you are here for the rest of your life, I will stay with you for the rest of your life."

"If I live in the world, would you still be willing to accompany me in this life?"

"If you sit in the world, I will accompany you to look up to all living beings."

The two walked hand in hand in a vast white snow scene, life and death acquaintance, and the companionship of old age was like the vitality in a picture scroll.

In the evening, Song Anle insisted on not leaving. Gao Yuanshang could not resist her and did not want to end her short happiness in such a hurry, so he allowed Song Anle to stay.

After Gao Yuanyi learned that Song Anle was visiting Gao Yuanshang, he did not stop him. He knew that with Song Anle's temperament, it was impossible for him to leave Gao Yuanshang alone. Besides, Yongfu Palace is in a dangerous period now, so he did not want to add unnecessary psychological burden to her.

But on the second day of the New Year, he got up early and couldn't help but hurried to Changle Palace. However, in order to avoid being discussed, he took Songcheng to avoid being discussed. Even if someone talked nonsense, he could at least take the reason that Songcheng was Song Anle's brother.

There was no festive feeling in Changle Palace. The red bamboos cleaned the snow in the courtyard alone. Since Yongfu Palace was in danger, most of the palace people were evacuated. They were the only ones to take care of some of the trivial tasks in the palace.

Zhan Ju ran in in a hurry, and said in panic: "Not good, no good..."

"What's wrong with Jang Ju, but what happened again?" Hongzhu looked at her with a look of fear. Song Anle was not in the palace at the moment. If someone knew that she had gone to the cold palace, she would stay there for two or three days, and something might happen again, so she seemed particularly nervous.

"It's King Yong who is here, it's probably close to the gate of the hall." Zhan Ju rarely saw her so nervous.

Hongzhu frowned. The things that everyone was worried about didn't expect would happen. Fortunately, Mei Xin left, she came up with a solution for them, so she said anxiously: "Hurry, go as we originally planned."

"But, I..." Zhan Ju looked at Hongzhu with a look of embarrassment and fear.

Hongzhu said with a rigorous look on her face: "Do you think our Changle Palace will be sent to the cold palace?"

Zhan Ju had witnessed the days of the cold palace with her own eyes, so she would rather take a risk than suffer the torture of the cold palace. So she said unwillingly: "Okay then."

"Go and prepare quickly. I'll deal with it first. Remember, there's no mistake." Hongzhu left a cautious advice, and then hurriedly walked towards the door of the hall. Zhanju was panicked and could only rush into the hall.

Hongzhu hurried to the gate of the hall and saw Gao Yuanyi walking towards him from afar. However, she didn't expect that Song Cheng would be with him. She relieved her panic, subconsciously tidied up her outfit, and then immediately went up to meet her.

When the distance was close, Hongzhu bowed and nodded and said, "I will meet King Yong, King Yong Jin'an."

"Please calm down;" Gao Yuanyi said casually: "Where is your master?"

"When I returned to King Yong, the imperial concubine was praying for blessings and chanting scriptures in the early morning. I am afraid she will have a rest this time."

"I'll go and have a look." Gao Yuanyi did not leave anyone with room to stop him. After he finished speaking, he walked into the hall.

Hongzhu was worried that Zhanju was careless and in a short time, she was afraid that she was not prepared well, so she hurriedly chased after her and said, "Please stay with you, King Yong."

Gao Yuanyi stopped, but looked at her with an unknown face. Hongzhu nodded and said, "The King Yong is noble, but the imperial concubine is in a different situation now. I am afraid it is not appropriate to meet King Yong. I hope King Yong thinks three times."

Gao Yuanyi knew very well that Hongzhu was reminding him that he should not violate the etiquette of identity, but now his power is not concerned about these things, so he said coldly: "Is this your concern, or is it your master's intention?"

Hongzhu knelt down and said, "King Yong atones for his sins, and I just do things according to the rules of the palace."

"The palace rules are free in people's hearts. I am not your turn to remind you, a little palace maid, to remind you." After Gao Yuanyi finished speaking, he walked into the hall by himself. With his current power, even if he made an open statement and wanted to regain Song Anle, he was not afraid of arousing discussions from others. Moreover, most of the people knew this matter in their hearts.

Song Cheng followed Gao Yuanyi closely. He passed by Hongzhu and subconsciously glanced at her. Because Hongzhu's loyalty to Song Anle, as well as her wit and style, were all bold and knew what she knew.

Hongzhu was worried about whether the chrysanthemum could be arranged properly, so she didn't care about any etiquette and quickly got up and followed her. Gao Yuanyi walked to the door of the bedroom and heard a faint coughing sound from the hall.

Hongzhu's eyebrows locked a little deep, and the cuckoo had already pretended to make a sound. She also stepped forward and said, "Thank you, Prince Yong, the imperial concubine has been ill recently. In addition, she copied Buddhist scriptures overnight, so she may have caused the cold again. Why don't you come again next day?"

Gao Yuanyi was worried about disturbing Song Anle's rest again, but wanted to look at her again, so he hesitated for a while and said meaninglessly: "No problem, I just went in and looked at her."

Hongzhu didn't dare to stop her too much. If Gao Yuanyi was suspicious, she would probably be completely misleading, so she followed Gao Yuanyi.

A figure lay on the bed, covered by the bedding. Fortunately, she couldn't tell the difference in shape. Since the chrysanthemum turned inside, she could only see her back. She was lying on the bed without moving, as if she was completely asleep.

Gao Yuanyi didn't think much about it, because in the early morning of the New Year, many people recited scriptures overnight until dawn in order to pray for blessings. I guess Song Anle was the blessing that Gao Yuanshang went to pray for.

Gao Yuanyi felt sorry for Song Anle's suffering all night, so he walked to the bed and felt someone approaching. The cuckoo was so scared that she was trembling, fearing that Gao Yuanyi would do anything else, and she would be more difficult to disguise it.

How could Gao Yuanyi not find that the chrysanthemum was trembling with his intentions? So he said in surprise: "Why is there no heating in the hall? Why is your master seemingly trembling?"

Gao Yuanyi said as he wanted to check the chrysanthemums on the bed. At this time, Hongzhu said anxiously: "The King Yong misunderstood. The imperial concubine was suffering from a cold and just drank a bowl of ginger tea. I was afraid she was sweating."

Gao Yuanyi was relieved and knew that Song Anle's body was cold, so he no longer disturbed her to rest. So he left the bed and said, "I'm very happy to serve your master. If there is any shortage, you can go to Yong'an Palace to report."

Hongzhu was relieved, and she nodded and said, "Thank you for your love."

Gao Yuanyi glanced at the bed again, and then left on his own. He did not greet Song Cheng because he wanted to give Song Cheng a free space. After all, Song Anle was also his sister. He still hoped that Song Cheng could persuade Song Anle to give up Gao Yuanshang.

No one is more familiar with Song Anle's every move than Song Cheng. Even the back on the bed would not be impressed by him to tell whether that person was Song Anle. So he looked at the bed and turned his strange eyes to Hongzhu.

Hongzhu was originally guilty and uneasy. When Song Cheng looked at her directly, she lowered her eyes even more guiltyly, as if she was hiding her, but she felt inexplicably nervous inside.

"If you are tired, the girl will follow you and talk." Song Cheng left the gentlemanly and polite words and walked out of the bedroom by himself. Hongzhu guessed that he might have seen the flaw, or that he had not believed that the person on the bed was Song Anle, but she had no reason to refuse him, so she could only go with him.

Because Hongzhu had a different identity from Song Cheng, she just followed Song Cheng closely. The two of them walked under the eaves of the corridor without saying anything.
Chapter completed!