Song Anle's most timid thoughts will always be in this silent night, endlessly bothering her, every time she forces herself not to touch, but the more she oppresses herself like this, the easier it is to fall into Song Anle's inner sense of fear, and she is no longer so obviously troubled, she checked the dried cloth, while consciously looking around, to see if she can find Gao Yuanshang's figure, but the general road down, there seems to be no one to hear, she secretly thought, maybe in the short time she left, Gao Yuanshang may have left.

She took back the thoughts she put on him, but she inexplicably felt a sense of loss, she was suddenly disturbed by this loss, she didn't know what she was missing, but she clearly knew that her own loss came from Gao Yuanshang.

Maybe it's because she didn't find him, maybe it's because the reunion is too hasty, or maybe it's because the entanglement between them is too complicated, messy thoughts, momentarily haunting her thinking, at this time, she is like a ghost in the middle of the night, with nowhere to go, no clear thoughts, no clear direction, only an empty shell.

into fragility.

Song Anle was holding a piece of cloth that had been dried in her hand, looking preoccupied, although she was still groping for the wet and dry cloth, her mind had already drifted away.

She tried a piece of cloth that had been dried, so she ripped it off with her hand, and suddenly a tall figure in the dark night screamed 'ah' in horror.

Song Anle held the cloth in her arms and took a few steps back, but the space was limited, she was accidentally bounced by the cloth on the rope, and she also fell to the ground in horror.

Before she could see the figure clearly, whether it was real or her hallucination, another black shadow quickly appeared in front of her, she exclaimed again, closed her eyes and turned her face away, instinctively blocking it with the cloth in her hand.

Gao Yuanshang originally had no intention of scaring her, but seeing her so frightened, he simply let her be afraid for a while, so he picked up the cloth that was dragged on the ground, covered his face casually, and blew a sound of boasting from his mouth.

Song Anle seemed to feel a human smell, so she relieved her nervousness, thinking that she had never believed in the superstition of ghosts, and she was so frightened here, but everyone has an instinctive consciousness, although she was not timid, she was still not shocked at that moment.

Song Anle took a deep breath, the huge palace, the lights were bright everywhere, she didn't believe that anyone dared to act recklessly, so she forced herself to face it bravely, so then she turned her face again and tried to find it.

Although Gao Yuanshang covered his face and only showed a pair of starry eyes, it did not affect her to recognize his unique eyes in the slightest, although Song Anle himself did not know the difference in his expression.

Song Anle didn't expect that he really didn't leave, and he did such a childish thing, which caused her to have a nervous breakdown, and she was full of ugliness, so she was very embarrassed and said: "The eldest prince has had enough, if you have fun, the maid will retire first." ”

Song Anle got up from the ground as she spoke, in a very indifferent tone, telling her unhappy emotions, acting on her own, and ignoring Gao Yuanshang's existence.

Gao Yuanshang also got up with her, but he stood in front of her and said playfully: "You recognize this king from a look, it seems that you are really interested in this king." ”

Song Anle didn't think about it that much, just at that glance, she knew with certainty that it was Gao Yuanshang, and she didn't realize that she was so familiar with his eyes.

"It's cold in the middle of the night, so the eldest prince should go back early to rest." Song Anle left a message, avoided Gao Yuanshang's obstruction, and walked towards the other side.

Gao Yuanshang didn't stop her anymore, but glanced at Song Anle, and then turned to leave, and Song Anle subconsciously glanced back because she heard the footsteps of leaving.

Song Anle guessed that Gao Yuanshang finally found an exit, and must have really left, so she also turned around to do her own business, she hadn't turned around yet, a burst of melodious music fluttered out, she stood in place in a daze, listening to the melodious music, feeling the lightness and faint sadness in the music.

She couldn't help but walk in the direction where the music came from, and through the two ropes, she could see a figure blowing away a moving melody in front of the night, and that figure was not a bystander, it was Gao Yuanshang's familiar back.

She didn't bother because she was reluctant, and she missed this beautiful and sad music, but she also suddenly found that keeping a certain distance in this way seemed to make her feel more secure.

Listening to the beautiful music and feeling the softness and sentimentality in the music, Song Anle did not approach, nor did he go far, but just found a quiet corner, and was intoxicated by the fluttering music.

At dawn the next day, Song Anle woke up from a daze, she found that she was in the drying area, and only covered with a few layers of cloth, but she did not have the slightest coldness all night, she recalled the events of last night, and vaguely remembered that she was asleep in a burst of clear music.

Song Anle rubbed her heavy consciousness, and before she could come to her senses, an anxious shout came, only to hear "Miss Little Master, are you there, Little Master?"

Song Anle knew that it was Mei Xin and Zhan Ju shouting when she heard it, and she suddenly realized that she had slept here all night, and for them, it was a night of disappearance, no wonder they were so anxious.

"Mei Xin, Zhan Ju, I'm here." After Song Anle hurriedly responded, he also got up and followed the direction of the sound to greet him.

Zhan Ju's sharp eyes first found Song Anle's figure, and she ran up eagerly and said, "Little master, why are you here alone, anxious to die slaves." ”

"I" Song Anle didn't know how to answer for a while, and then Mei Xin also came up, and said in a very worried manner: "Little master, why didn't you return overnight, but what happened?" ”

"No, I was ordered to put away the dried finished products last night to make some open space, so I forgot the hour for a while, and I accidentally stayed here."

Mei Xin was even more worried and said, "Then aren't you frozen." ”

Song Anle smiled faintly: "It's okay, Xu is too tired, so I didn't feel the chill." ”

"Let's go back and drink a bowl of ginger soup, don't you catch the cold."

Song Anle nodded, if she insisted that she really didn't feel the cold, presumably they wouldn't believe it, including herself, it was a little inexplicable, even if the temperature here was a little higher, but after all, it was open-air, and it was indeed a little incredible in such a cold temperature.

Because of the reduction of the amount of tasks, so the affairs are not too busy, Song Anle after returning to the house, changed into a pale yellow ordinary palace clothes, also warmed up, after washing, and returned to the dyeing room with Zhan Ju and Mei Xin, because of the need to take care of the palace people, so Hongzhu has always stayed in the dyeing room.

After Song Anle washed up, he and Zhan Ju and Mei Xin handed in some instructions along the way, about removing the dried cloth first, making room for the printed and dyed cloth to dry, and a series of affairs were explained, and it was already dark.

As soon as Song Anle walked into the dyeing area, she heard the woman's sharp reprimand, because of the familiarity of the voice, so she subconsciously paused her steps, but she didn't think of who this voice came from for a while, but from the tone of the voice reprimand, you can imagine the fierceness and meanness of the comer.

Song Anle walked in, and before she could see the person who came, she saw Zhu Lu and Zhang Jiali swaggering towards her, and Zhu Lu said with a strange look: "Yo~ Song Jiali seems to be doing well here, no wonder she hasn't returned to us once." ”

"Not really;" Zhang Jiali on the side also mixed in and said: "I came unhurriedly at this hour, but I can imagine how happy this day is." ”

Zhu Lu smiled contemptuously, and Song Anle guessed that the comer was not good when she saw their posture, so she just approached indifferently and said, "The two beauties are okay when they don't come?" ”

"Thanks to the blessing of the little master Song, our sisters are very good, but they are a little boring to be idle, so let's come and see how the little master Song is." Zhu Lu looked Song Anle's simple and simple outfit up and down, and said mockingly: "However, Song Xiaozhu's dress seems to be a bit out of place, could it be that the palace people here abuse Song Xiaomaster?" ”

In front of so many people, Zhu Lu said this, obviously intentionally provoking, but Song Anle also said meaninglessly: "Thank you Zhu Jiali for your concern, my sister is living very well here, and there is no abuse of any words, but I feel that the palace people here are friendly, just like a family." ”

Although Zhu Lu has always maintained a smile, the far-fetched smile is also obvious, and she still said tepidly: "In this case, Song Jiali's heavy responsibility is almost completed now?" ”

"Thank you for your concern, everything is going well." Song Anle also did not lose her quiet side, although she didn't know why Zhu Lu and Zhang Jiali came, she had to prevent them from having ulterior motives.

Zhu Lu was not sure how true her words were from Song Anle's indifferent attitude, but as far as she knew, dyeing this batch of fabrics this time was a big task, and the time was urgent, and it was impossible to complete the fact, but Song Anle did not show any sadness, so she had to test the truth in it.

So Zhu Lu said quite politely: "Then can Lao Song Jiali take our sisters to visit, so that our sisters can open their eyes." ”

"The two little masters have hearts, and my sister can't ask for them herself." Song Anle couldn't lose her politeness, so she said politely: "Two little masters, please." ”

"There's Lao Song Jiali." Zhu Lu's shallow chin gestured, and then looked at Zhang Jiali again, and then followed Song Anle's side, seemingly to be really here to inspect the diligence of the palace people.