Early the next morning, Song Anhao walked out of the house with a small burden pretending to be a change of clothes, and no one was alarmed, and stepped out of the door of Lanling Palace alone. There are palace maids and eunuchs who are hurrying along the road, and when someone familiar sees her, they will nod and greet her from afar, and she will smile in return.

The early morning wind blew slowly, blowing the hair on her sideburns a little messy, and she didn't bother to raise her hand to tidy it up, so he went. All the way towards the East Palace, she deliberately put her steps briskly, as if she was using this way to self-hypnosis, hinting to herself in her heart that going to the East Palace was just a trivial matter, and she didn't have to be sad or irritable.

After a short time, Song Anhao arrived at the gate of Mudong Palace. She didn't walk in for the first time, but stood there and looked up at the lintel of the East Palace, and suddenly smiled.

Speaking of which, the number of times she has come to the East Palace is only two or three times, but how can she be so familiar with the road?

At this time, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old little palace maid walked out of the side door of the East Palace, carrying sweeping tools in her hand, which should have come out to clean. At first, she didn't notice that there was still a person standing at the front door, so she bent down and swept up the side doorway.

The sound of the broom sweeping on the ground quickly broke the silence of the early morning, and Song Anhao couldn't help but look at the little palace maid when he heard the sound. But the little palace maid was very slow to react, and she cleaned the entire side doorway, and she didn't notice that there was a person standing behind her.

It wasn't until she was about to clean the front door that she turned around with a dustpan in one hand and a broom in the other, and found that there was still a person standing at the front door.

The little palace maid asked and walked over to Song Anhao: "Who are you?" ”

Song Anhao glanced at the broom in her hand and replied, "I'm from Lanling Palace." ”

"Lan Ling Palace? What are the people from Lanling Palace doing here? She didn't seem to understand, wrinkled her face and muttered to herself, suddenly thought of something, and said in surprise: "Are you surnamed Song?" It's called Song ...... What's so good to come? ”

Song Anhao saw her recalling her name with a painful face, and couldn't help laughing: "Yes, I'm Song Anhao." ”

"I heard that there was going to be a capable person today, and I thought it was a grandmother, but I didn't expect it to be about my age!" The little palace maid didn't know why she was happy, and she said in a very familiar tone: "Are you going to report to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince now?" ”

Do you want to report to Xiao Jingyi? Song An thought about it, as if he should go through such a process, so he nodded to the little palace maid.

As soon as the little palace maid heard this, she immediately threw the cleaning tools in her hand on the ground, and the broom landed nothing, but the iron dustpan fell to the ground, which frightened Song An a lot.

"Then I'll take you to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince now!" The little palace maid took her hand enthusiastically, "You don't know, our East Palace is big, and I came here for half a month to figure out the route." If you don't know the way, you may have to turn somewhere! ”

Faced with such enthusiasm, Song An couldn't refuse, so he said lightly: "That, thank you." ”

The little palace maid grabbed her and went to the main entrance, ignoring the broom dustpan thrown next to her: "Hey, you don't have to be so polite, we are about the same age, let's make friends!" ”

Song An smiled slightly awkwardly, didn't speak, and let her pull her away.

After entering the East Palace, she bent around the road and went around the road, no matter what she met along the way, the little palace maid would introduce her with great interest. She didn't speak, but smiled politely.

Not long after, when they arrived at an artificial lake, an arched bridge was erected in the middle of the lake, and the little palace maid pointed to a small palace on the opposite side of the lake, and said softly: "Look, it's a side hall, and His Royal Highness is inside." ”

Song An bowed his head: "Then let's hurry over." ”

"Okay!" The little palace maid said, and pulled her up to the bridge again, and when she walked to the middle of the bridge, she suddenly sighed, raised her other hand and patted her forehead in fear, and said with annoyance: "Oops, after talking for so long, I forgot to tell you my name." My name is Chunyang, okay, you can call me Chunchun or Yangyang! ”

"Got it, Chunyang." Song Anhao looked at Chunyang's enthusiastic face, and suddenly remembered the pair of sisters she met not long ago, and the smile on her face froze.

Xia He and Qiu Ju, they are also the palace maids of the East Palace, and they are a pair of kind and good sisters. Especially Xia He, she is as natural and familiar as the spring sun in front of her, she is friendly to everyone and enthusiastic to everyone.

Song Anhao still remembers that they couldn't rest after a busy day, but they didn't go back to the house to sleep, but ran to the warehouse to find the bathtub and send it to her room, so that she could take a beautiful bath. But these two kind girls are sleeping forever in Nanshan Villa.

That fire ended their young and vivid lives.

Chunyang found that Song Anhao suddenly stopped, so he looked back, but found that the corners of her eyes were actually shining, and he was shocked and hurriedly asked, "Anhao, why are you crying?" ”

"Crying? No no. Song Anhao looked at Chunyang's face full of concern and ignorance in front of her, and a faint sadness flashed in her eyes, but she didn't admit it, but raised her hand and wiped the corners of her eyes casually, and said with a smile: "The wind is strong on the bridge, and there is sand in my eyes." ”

Chunyang was eager to try: "Why don't I blow it to you?" ”

Song Anhao shook his head: "It's okay, I'll just rub it." Let's hurry down, we can't let His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wait for a long time. ”

"Good!" Chunyang was afraid that she would enter the sand in her eyes again, so he hurriedly pulled her down the bridge.

"Will you go in alone in a moment? Without His Highness's summons, I can't rush to follow up. If you're scared, I'll be waiting for you outside the door. ”

"It's okay, just keep busy with you."

As he spoke, the side hall had arrived.

"Your Highness is inside, then you go in, I'll ......" Chunyang lowered his voice and spoke, subconsciously glanced inside, his face suddenly turned red, as if he was frightened: "I, my God......"

"What's wrong?" Song An looked at her curiously, and the scene in front of her also stunned her.

After a night of nonsense, the side hall was in a mess at the moment, and even the air was filled with the smell of turbid wine. The disheveled Xiao Jingyi fell drunk on the wine table, and there were three or four palace maids at his feet. The palace maids have messy sideburns and confused expressions, which makes people think of the absurdity of last night at a glance.

The prince of a dignified country is so disregarded for his image! How to teach Song An not to be shocked on the spot!

Song Anhao's gaze swept over Xiao Jingyi's face, and slowly in the first hundred and fifth chapters of "No Poison, No Female Match" that you are watching now, what do you think of this palace? There is only a small half chapter, to see the full version, please Baidu search: (Ice Thunder Chinese) Search after entering: non-toxic and not female