Gao Yuankang left with Song Anle. In fact, he looked aloof and cold on the outside, but he was extremely lonely and fragile on the inside. He also wanted a woman who could share with him. He also wanted a simple life, and then there was a woman who loved him deeply and loved her. Unfortunately, the more he wanted to cultivate such a beauty, God always made things difficult for him everywhere, so that he despaired about a beautiful love.

As for Song Xiaojing, it can be said that he was the only woman he wanted to change. He gave her opportunities again and again, and even secretly reminded her, but what he received was her repeated and repeated use of any means, so he would rather have broken jade under the premise of not having it or changing it.

Song Jingran and others were surrounded by Gao Yuanshang. When they saw Gao Yuankang's ruthless move towards Song Xiaojing, they were shocked by this. Seeing Song Xiaojing lying in a pool of blood and staring at her big eyes with tears, they sighed deeply for her.

"The eldest prince...the eldest prince..." At this time, the soldiers who came to rescue finally came in. Looking at Gao Yuanshang who was also lying in a pool of blood, they all surrounded him in fear.

Everyone relieved their regret from Song Xiaojing's death. Lin Xuan'er looked at Gao Yuanshang's wound still bleeding, and she said anxiously: "Jingran, stop the bleeding for the eldest prince."

Song Jingran said with a serious and low look on his face: "I'm afraid it won't work."

"What?" Lin Xuan'er looked at Song Jingran with a worried look on her face.

Song Jingran carefully tried to insert the long sword into Gao Yuanshang's chest. He tried to pull out the sword, but he was worried that it would cause continuous bleeding, because he was holding Gao Yuanshang's pulse, at least slightly mobilizing. If he pulled out the sword and caused continuous blood flow, wouldn't it be counterproductive?

"Senior Song, please save our eldest prince." As Gao Yuanshang's personal confidant knelt down, everyone knelt down and said, "Senior Song, please save our eldest prince."

"All the soldiers are invited to the scene quickly, and Song really dare not accept it." Song Jingran said again, "Song will do his best to treat the eldest prince's injuries, but the eldest prince's injuries are not optimistic, so the soldiers must be mentally prepared."

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other with solemn and worried expressions. Song Jingran did not dare to neglect again, so he controlled the appropriate internal force and first cut off the long sword in Gao Yuanshang's chest.

Song Jingran and Lin Xuan'er looked at each other, and then said in a blink of an eye: "I'm sorry, all the soldiers escorted Song out of the palace."

The leader in the lead said confidently: "Senior Song, don't worry, as long as you can save the eldest prince, I will fight to death and fight to your death to fight to your death."

Song Jingran nodded heavily, "I'm working."

With the pressure of time, they separated the support of Song Jingran. When they successfully escorted Song Jingran out of the palace, they realized that Gao Yuankang's large army had already evacuated here, so they did not start a killing.

Song Anle was unconscious for seven days before she woke up from the nightmare. These short seven days, like her long life, replayed scenes of joy and sorrow in the dream. There were her and Gao Yuanshang's clear scenes from meeting and knowing each other to falling in love. Only that moment of separation aroused her sleeping thoughts.

Song Anle suddenly became startled from the bed. She was still immersed in fear with a pair of horror. She was unable to get out of her mind. Seeing this, Mei Xin, who was guarding the side, saw this, she asked carefully: "Miss, you are finally awake."

Song Anle was brewing for a while, and she repeated the scene in her mind over and over again. The scene of Gao Yuanshang falling in a pool of blood was still unable to accept such a cruel separation, so she came back to her senses and grabbed Mei Xin eagerly and asked, "Where is the eldest prince?"

Mei Xin's face, which was already worried, frowned again between her eyebrows and eyes. She didn't know how to comfort Song Anle, but Gao Yuanshang was indeed seriously injured and his whereabouts were unknown. The news of Gao Yuanshang's death began to spread in the palace, but even she could not accept this cruel result, let alone Song Anle.

"Why don't you speak?" Song Anle said in panic with a look of fear: "Why don't you speak? Where is the eldest prince and where is he? Tell me quickly."

Song Anle's emotions were already an excitement that she could not control herself. She grabbed Mei Xin's hand and almost used all her strength to shake Mei Xin. However, she could not see the hope she wanted from Mei Xin's expression, so she was helpless, timid, confused, and even despair.

Seeing her heartbroken look, Mei Xin also said with a heartache: "Miss, calm down, everything will be fine, you still have children."

"Why do you call me Miss?" Song Anle asked excitedly again in a daze and trance: "Why... I am the Northern Dynasty imperial concubine, you are not allowed to call me Miss, you are not allowed to call me, you are not allowed to call me."

Song Anle had already lost her mind in tears. She was just immersed in panic. She could not accept the separation of life and death, just like she did not dare to imagine that she stabbed the long sword into Gao Yuanshang's chest with her own hands.

Mei thought that it would be impossible for a long time to hide Song Anle for a while. Instead of letting her suffer and torture, it would be better to tell her everything. Perhaps after a while, she could get out of the grief. So she said lightly: "The eldest prince was seriously injured and now he is missing. The emperor sent people to find the whereabouts of the eldest prince, but there must be no imperial concubine during this period."

"What does it mean to be missing? What does it mean to have an imperial concubine?" Song Anle grabbed Mei Xin's sleeve and said even more excitedly: "I sue you, the eldest prince has not been found for a day. This palace is the imperial concubine of the Northern Dynasties, and no one can change all this."

Mei Xin has never seen Song Anle like this. Perhaps people can maintain rational thinking within a certain range of tolerance. If they exceed the bottom line, everyone's explosion is not just emotions, but whole-hearted energy.

So Mei Xin also said anxiously: "Miss, be calm, these are all the orders of the king. We are in the tiger's den, so you should face it."

"No, I don't want to face any facts. I know that Yuan Shang will definitely not die. He will definitely not leave us behind. I will definitely not... I will definitely not..." Song Anle muttered to herself in a daze. She suddenly said excitedly again: "Hurry, I want to see Gao Yuankang, I want to see him."

Song Anle said as she wanted to get up and get out of bed. She didn't know where she got the strength, and she didn't even know what she wanted to do or what she could do, but she knew clearly that her heart was only on Gao Yuanshang.

"Miss, don't do this. Calm down. Prince Lin is now in charge of the power of the palace. Don't imagine that he can go to find the eldest prince. What's more, Yongkang Palace is mourning for the former princess, so don't get involved again."

Song Anle looked at Mei Xin with an unknown face. She didn't know who Zhangmo and the former princess meant. To be more precise, she couldn't believe her first consciousness.

Mei Xin didn't know whether Song Xiaojing's death would be a sad thing for Song Anle, or whether it could comfort her sad heart, but she still said in a low voice: "Princess Lin is the former princess. She was executed on the spot by Prince Lin for assassinating the eldest prince and deposed the title of Prince. However, because she had children, she was specially allowed to mourn in Yongkang Palace."

Song Anle smiled bitterly, "Retribution, retribution..."

Although it was a vent of hatred, her sad face was covered with scarred pain. She admitted that at the moment of life and death, she hated Song Xiaojing and even wanted to kill her with her own hands. However, when she learned the news of her misfortune, Song Anle could not find the right emotion to accept it.

At this time, a respectful word to Gao Yuankang came from outside the hall, "See King Lin."

Song Anle then came to her senses again. She looked out of the hall and suddenly got out of bed excitedly and rushed out. Gao Yuankang walked to the door of the hall with his hands behind his back. Song Anle grabbed him and said, "Gao Yuankang, what's wrong with Yuan Shang? What's wrong with him?"

Gao Yuankang had no expression and let Song Anle shake his body. He knew that he could not convince Song Anle to calm down at all, so he could only wait for her to calm down first.

"Why don't you speak?" Song Anle said dazedly again: "It was you who hid Yuan Shang, right? It was you who didn't want him to return to the palace, right?"

Seeing that he had not spoken, Song Anle teared him up even more excitedly and said, "Why don't you speak? Why are you so cruel? Why are you?"

"Enough." Gao Yuankang suddenly roared, and he grabbed Song Anle's tearing hand and said with an angry look on his face: "I tell you that this is his fate. He is destined to be unable to hold this world. Only I am the real king."

"Impossible;" Song Anle said firmly and angrily: "What you do will be punished one day, and one day, I will make you miserable than anything else."

Gao Yuankang felt a little nervous inexplicably. Maybe it was because of Song Anle's curse, or maybe it was because he was afraid of that day, so he said coldly: "At least I am willing to die in your hands, I believe that Gao Yuanshang must be very willing."

"You..." Song Anle's heart was suddenly touched. What she couldn't recall the most was the scene where she held the hilt of the sword in her hand and stabbed the sword into Gao Yuanshang's body. It was a sin that she could never forgive.

Gao Yuankang wanted to arouse the wounds in Song Anle's heart, and only by letting her accept the fact that she killed Gao Yuanshang with her own hands would she feel guilty and dare not face Gao Yuanshang. Only in this way could he lock her around.

So Gao Yuankang said again with a meaningless look: "You don't have to feel guilty. Gao Yuanshang's death is a happy thing. Instead of living in the world and suffering, why not choose a better way."

"You...I'll kill you, I'll kill you..." Song Anle fought wildly on Gao Yuankang. Gao Yuankang did not intend to fight back, but Song Anle fainted because of his emotional out of control and his coma for several days and his physical strength was obviously overdrawn.
Chapter completed!