"Very good, I'm waiting for you." Song Anle walked to Song Xiaojing and looked at her with a cold look. She still said coldly: "I want you to send that child to Changle Palace intact, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you."

"My concubine has forgotten that I am no longer the three-year-old child, and I am slaughtered and bullied by others." Song Xiaojing turned her extremely vicious eyes to Song Anle, as if using her coldness to kill Song Anle's aura.

Song Anle knew that she would be in stalemate with Song Xiaojing and could not wait for the result at all, so she suppressed her anger and said slightly: "It seems that you are determined to go against me?"

Song Xiaojing has a way out, so why don’t she go down? So she smiled meaninglessly: “I don’t want to go against the imperial concubine, I just want to fight for what belongs to me.”

Song Anle glanced at her coldly. She originally promised her mother that she would try her best to dissuade Song Xiaojing from being obsessed, but with the obsession in front of Song Xiaojing, it was impossible to repent. Moreover, after Mei Xin's experience, she was even more completely disappointed with Song Xiaojing.

"Okay;" Song Anle suddenly said neatly: "I can help you achieve everything you want, but you must return the child to me first."

When Song Xiaojing heard this, she was undoubtedly the happiest answer in her heart. Moreover, with Song Anle's emphasis on the child, she was also secretly proud of her bet. She had made the right bet, so she smiled sarcastically: "It seems that the child is really important to the imperial concubine."

Song Anle was worried about the safety of the child, so she angrily said, "Stop talking nonsense, where is the child?"

Song Xiaojing hesitated for a moment. Before the matter was absolutely necessary, she did not dare to have a head-on conflict with Song Anle. Besides, she didn't know what kind of mentality Song Anle had, so she couldn't force her into a hurry first. At least this move would be of no benefit to her.

After hesitating for a while, Song Xiaojing said loudly: "Come, go and bring that baby."

A little palace maid walked out of the inner hall, holding a baby in her cradle. Seeing this, Song Anle looked at the child nervously, but she didn't want to show it too obviously, so she said coldly: "I will take the child away first. As for what you want, I will not break my trust."

"Slowly;" Song Xiaojing stopped it in time. Without any confidence, how could she give it to Song Anle in the future? So she also said coldly: "It seems that the imperial concubine still doesn't intend to cooperate, or you don't really want to get back this child."

Song Anle glanced at her coldly again. She knew that Song Xiaojing would never compromise so easily. With her wit, she would never be able to take the child away for her like this. So she said again: "Tell me, the conditions."

Song Xiaojing curled the corner of her mouth with a cold face, "I want to exchange the order of Rainbow Square for this child."

Song Anle's already cold face became even more chilling. She said coldly: "What else?"

"Otherwise..." Song Xiaojing hesitated deliberately for a moment. She looked at the cradle little face and reached out to touch the tender cheeks. However, she did not feel any pity, but still said coldly: "I will use him to accompany me to bury me."

Song Anle originally came to test Song Xiaojing's attitude. Now she admits that the child is in her hands and that she has seen the child well with her own eyes, which is also a misfortune. So Song Anle said coldly again: "In seven days, I will give you what I want, but the premise is that you'd better ensure that the child is unscathed, otherwise I will want you to be buried with Yongkang Palace."

Song Xiaojing not only did not feel any fear, but instead smiled with satisfaction: "Don't worry, I will treat him as a god within seven days, but if the imperial concubine did not keep her promise within seven days, I would not be merciful."

Song Anle glanced at her coldly, and then left on her own. Fortunately, Song Xiaojing did not bargain with her. In the seven days, it was not long or short. If you were lucky, she still had time to plan a way to deal with Song Xiaojing, but if you couldn't think of a better way, she could only leave it to fate.

Song Anle returned to the palace and looked at Mei Xin. Mei Xin was still unconscious, which made her really anxious. So she came to the ancestral hall in the backyard and recited the sutra for a whole day, not only for Mei Xin's blessing, but also for those innocent lives.

In the evening, Song Anle returned to the hall and learned that Bai Huaqing started making a fuss like crazy again. The palace people had no choice but to come and ask Song Anle for help.

Before he could rest, Song Anle went to Bai Huaqing's residence again. It was almost midnight, and he could hear the anger and harsh sounds from the hall from afar.

Song Anle paused inexplicably. Because of her inner distraction, she no longer had the energy to face Bai Huaqing's big fuss. She was afraid that she would not be cruel enough. She had truly experienced the pain of Bai Huaqing.

Song Anle stood there thoughtfully, and she didn't know where her thoughts were. It was not until the sound of the thrust in the hall became more and more fierce that she came back to her senses and walked in.

As she thought, the hall was already in a mess, with broken tools all over the ground, and there was almost no place to interfere. Song Anle stood at the door, looking at the broken tools on the ground, and her cold eyes were turned to Bai Huaqing, not because she was ruthless, but because she could only use this indifference to disguise her inner weakness.

"See the Imperial Concubine." Several small palace servants who were waiting tremblingly bowed and bowed.

When Song Anle saw several small palace servants, she was so scared that she trembled. She sighed secretly. At this time, a young father-in-law quickly cleared out some walking space with his eyes and hands.

Song Anle glanced at the little father-in-law. Although it was a small act, it made her feel a warm feeling. However, when she withdrew her gaze, she had already returned to her original indifference.

Bai Huaqing sat on the ground dull, her hair disheveled, which made people feel scared. Perhaps because of the accidental fall of something, the scars were scratched on her hands, and there were still traces of blood.

Seeing that she was indifferent and looked pitiful, Song Anle couldn't bear to ignore her, so she raised her head and ordered, "Go and bring the medicine box."

The palace maid took the order and then retreated. Song Anle raised his head to the palace maid and signaled. After the two little palace maids understood, they went to help Bai Huaqing on the bed and sat down. Bai Huaqing looked stupid from beginning to end, as if she didn't realize Song Anle's arrival at all.

Song Anle sat down next to Bai Huaqing. Although Bai Huaqing seemed a little stupid, she would rather socialize with her like this than the cold-blooded and ruthless demon. At least she didn't have to be vigilant at all times to guard against her.

Song Anle took some medicine and carefully helped Bai Huaqing bandage the scratched wound. The silence in the entire hall made people feel uncomfortable. Bai Huaqing still had no reaction after Song Anle's series of actions.

Song Anle packed up all the medicines and handed them over to the palace servants beside him, and waved his hand to signal the palace servants to retreat. She didn't know whether Bai Huaqing was stimulated or could she really change her past mistakes.

"Does it still hurt?" Song Anle asked softly.

Bai Huaqing didn't respond, but in fact she knew very well what she was doing. Because she could not accept the departure of the child, she could only punish herself with depravity.

"I want a child, my child." Bai Huaqing murmured to herself in a daze.

Song Anle said lightly: "Don't you want to know why your child suddenly gave birth prematurely?"

Bai Huaqing seemed to be shocked by lightning. She looked at Song Anle in a blink of an eye. She looked at her with questions and horror in her big eyes. She suddenly realized that she was just blindly unable to accept the facts, but never thought about going to patrol the truth.

Song Anle still said with a look of indifference: "You shouldn't forget that before the accident, when you were living in Yongkang Palace, have you ever thought about why Princess Lin tried every means to keep you?"

"What do you know? Tell me quickly?" Bai Huaqing grabbed Song Anle's sleeve excitedly, and her anxious actions were filled with nervousness.

Song Anle could only blame Song Xiaojing. Only in this way could she use Bai Huaqing to deal with Song Xiaojing. Of course, this was just a countermeasure she thought of temporarily. Whether it would be successful, she also needs to observe Bai Huaqing's actions.

"Princess Lin is worried that you will have a good relationship with me, and she reveals what she does, so she designed to poison you. The poison you took was a chronic poison, so she ended up poisoning your child, but you were lucky enough to take it through the disaster."

"No, it's impossible, you lied to me;" Bai Huaqing said excitedly: "Xiaojing won't harm me, let alone harm my child. It must be you, it must be you who killed my child. You give me my child back, you give me my child back..."

Bai Huaqing was tearing her out of control and she was tearing her back. Song Anle was shaking her back, but she didn't fight back. Bai Huaqing had already been overdrawn, so under extreme tension, she collapsed on the ground weakly.

Song Anle let her tear it up until Bai Huaqing stopped weakly, she said coldly: "I don't need to harm the descendants of the Song family. You should know this better than anyone else, so you can tell the truth by yourself. I believe you are not really crazy. You just don't want to face betrayal from your loved ones while accepting the departure of your children."
Chapter completed!