Bai Huaqing had never seen her before. Song Anle's cold blood showed a vicious side, so facing her like this, she couldn't help but feel inexplicable fear, perhaps also fearing what she called the price.

In order to suppress his inner fear, Bai Huaqing still pretended to be extremely cold, "You don't have to rush to curse me to death, because next, you will regret what you said."

"The only thing I regret in my life is to adopt you ruthless and unrighteous relatives." Although Song Anle was no less than Bai Huaqing's indifference, her eyes were even sinister, but her heart ached faintly, because the abandonment of her relatives brought her a painful blow.

Bai Huaqing subconsciously frowned in her eyebrows. She had already been depressed, but she said coldly: "Maybe you will be glad for my existence next."

"You'd better disappear immediately before I've changed my life to let you go, otherwise I don't promise to ask you for your life."

"Do you just want me to die?" Bai Huaqing suddenly changed her face. She approached Song Anle with anger and said excitedly: "Then kill me, kill me, you can avenge Song Cheng. If you kill me, you will never worry about killing me. Someone will rob you of your happiness. But I also want to tell you that if you kill me, you will never see Song Cheng's only flesh and blood."

Song Anle looked at Bai Huaqing with shock. Because she could not clearly consume her words, she didn't know whether it was a surprise or a sentimental one.

When Bai Huaqing learned that she was pregnant with Song Cheng's child, she secretly felt sad for a whole night. She killed Song Cheng with her own hands, but she was pregnant with his child. Perhaps this is the cycle of cause and effect. She was destined to repay the debt she owed. But a few years later, how should she explain his father's death to the child?

Because she did not have the ability to give her children a bright future, Bai Huaqing had to look for a better future, so she sent herself back to the starting point. She was unwilling to let her happiness go away like water, so she thought of regaining Gao Yuanshang again, and only Gao Yuanshang could give her the best future.

So Bai Huaqing said arrogantly: "If this matter is reported, it will be a serious crime to kill the nine clans. I wonder what the imperial concubine has to think about this matter?"

"Bai Huaqing, you..." Song Anle was so angry that she could hardly breathe. She originally thought that Bai Huaqing would really repay her debt to Song Cheng to their children, but she never thought that she wanted to use the child to threaten her.

Bai Huaqing was not ashamed of her behavior at all. On the contrary, the more angry Song Anle was, the more likely she was to be satisfied. So she looked at her angry look with a cold and ruthless look on her face, and said arrogantly: "But if this is the eldest prince's child, will the imperial concubine think it would be more suitable?"

Song Anle looked at Bai Huaqing with a surprised look. She no longer realized how unfamiliar she was, but was incredible about her terror. She unexpectedly expected that she would use this method to get Gao Yuanshang.

So Song Anle said angrily: "Bai Huaqing, I really feel ashamed for you."

"You think so much about me, but I don't give you much time. If I can't get your final answer within three days, you know what consequences the Song family will face." Bai Huaqing left a sharp warning and then turned around and left.

"Stop." Song Anle suddenly spoke to stop her. She walked to Bai Huaqing, and then pretended to be calm and said, "Why do you make me believe that you are pregnant with Acheng's child?"

Bai Huaqing said with a proud look on her face: "You can choose not to believe it, secondly, you must be worthy of Song Cheng."

As long as it is about Song Cheng, Song Anle cannot ignore it. Besides, Bai Huaqing and Song Cheng have always been intimate, so she cannot bet on her children, and she cannot be sorry for Song Cheng anymore. Even if there is a glimmer of hope, she cannot take this risk.

Bai Huaqing sneered for a moment, then turned around and left. She concluded that Song Cheng was Song Anle's weakness. Song Cheng died to save her. Now the child in her belly is Song Cheng's only offspring. Song Anle would only try to hold this child, rather than take the risk of questioning this child.

Song Anle fell helplessly, but fortunately she was blocked by the wall pillar, otherwise she might have fallen to the ground. At this time, Mei Xin rushed in immediately after Bai Huaqing left. Seeing Song Anle leaning against the wall pillar, she hurried up to support her.

"Imperial, what's wrong with you?" Mei Xin asked worriedly, while carefully supporting her to sit down on the soft couch.

Song Anle didn't know whether she should cry for herself if she changed to Song Chengqing. The bitterness and sweetness mixed with the indescribable taste. She had no choice but to cry silently.

On one hand, she is the man she loves the most, and on the other hand, she is a dead relative. Faced with betrayal and preservation, she falls into a difficult choice. She spends a short time together, and they promise to live for generations. When she chooses to betray true love, her heart is full of holes, as if the scars are uncovered again. She is afraid of being swallowed up by her own pain, but she still has children.

Because she had never imagined giving up Song Cheng's only flesh and blood, she didn't know the pain, but she owed Song Cheng a life and could now repay his child. Perhaps she could live a little better in her life.

On the second day after Bai Huaqing arrived, Song Anle was unwell and ordered someone to go and inform Gao Yuanshang. In the thick night, Gao Yuanshang hurried to Changle Palace.

But there was no one in the hall. He was confused and confused at the empty hall for a moment, so he called out "Anle."

The hall was still silent, and this situation was completely inconsistent with normal conditions, so he was shocked again, "Come."

It was still quiet, Gao Yuanshang's face was solemn and his eyebrows were locked. Just as he was about to walk into the bedroom, Song Anle walked out of the hall. Because there was no support from the palace servant, she stood upright with her bulging belly, which seemed a little heavy, but her beautiful face was covered with makeup, which made her already stunning appearance even more attractive.

Gao Yuanshang rarely saw her wearing makeup, so he stared at her coming in a daze. He seemed a little fascinated, not because of her beauty, but because of her inner love.

"I have been waiting for the eldest prince for a long time, and I am guilty." Song Anle gave a blessed blessing.

"Oh, don't be too polite." Gao Yuanshang came to his senses and quickly supported her, "I heard from the palace servants that you are feeling unwell, why did you get up and walk around?"

Although Gao Yuanshang was blindly blamed, he was still not as concerned tone as his tone. Song Anle just smiled indifferently. The smile that looked like the first flower stamen was enough to make people obsessed with for thousands of years.

But she said with a little downturn: "The eldest prince is probably forgot. You have not come to visit me for more than three days."

Gao Yuanshang was busy with government affairs every day, and then he remembered that he was careless and ignored her, so he said with great remorse: "It's all my fault. I'm ignoring you in my busy schedule. After this time, I will wait for you and your children day and night."

However, Song Anle did not have a bright smile, but said sadly: "Even if we are not by your side, will you wait for us silently?"

"Of course;" Gao Yuanshang did not think about it at all, "No matter where you are, you will always be my concern, and I will not allow you to leave my sight."

Song Anle finally smiled softly, but then she said, "By the way, you haven't had a meal yet. I just prepared some side dishes, so I'm afraid it's going to be cold now."

Gao Yuanshang said in surprise: "Is it prepared for me?"

"Of course, come and try my skills." Song Anle said, pulling him towards the kitchen.

The not-so-spacious kitchen looks particularly warm. On a small round table, there are already a few exquisite dishes neatly placed. Although it is not as luxurious as the palace meals, they are all delicious home-cooked side dishes.

Gao Yuanshang rarely changed his taste. Looking at every dish on the table, he was very attractively matched. He said half-jokingly: "I really can't tell that you have such good skills."

Song Anle said playfully: "That's because you didn't pay attention to my expertise."

Gao Yuanshang raised his eyebrows and made a look of surrender. Song Anle also smiled happily, "Sit down and taste it quickly, otherwise it will be cold."

Song Anle pulled Gao Yuanshang and sat down next to him. Not only did she place two pairs of bowls and chopsticks on the table, but she also prepared an exquisite wine pot with two small wine cups.

"This wine is also prepared for me?" Gao Yuanshang showed another unexpected expression. Because Song Anle has not liked alcohol since she was pregnant, so he no longer drank wine.

"Of course not;" Song Anle took the wine pot, poured the wine pot, then put it down and she said, "This is for both of us."

"Stop making trouble. You are pregnant now and can't smell alcohol." Gao Yuanshang said seriously, while bringing the wine cup in front of Song Anle.

Song Anle said disapprovingly: "I just drink less with you, I promise not to hurt the child."

"That's not OK, it means to specifically explain that you have a cold constitution and must not get a little cold."

Song Anle looked at the delicious wine, and she said unhappily: "But if such a good wine is not drunk, wouldn't it be a waste."

Gao Yuanshang was holding the wine pot. In fact, this little wine was not a big deal to him, so he said proudly: "With me here, are you still worried about wasting this little wine?"

"I'm not happy if you have the delicacy." Song Anle pouted her little mouth and showed her hidden playful and cuteness very much.
Chapter completed!