The sincere promise and gentle comfort were, the more fragile Song Anle could not stop crying. She choked helplessly: "Don't leave me, don't leave me alone."

Gao Yuanshang hugged her tightly. The inner pain made him frown, as if only with his nerves tense, his pain could be controlled and not spread. If Song Anle was praying helplessly, he said with regret: "No, I will not leave you behind, never."

Even so, Song Anle threw herself into Gao Yuanshang's arms and relieved her for a long time. Because she really had no strength, she let Gao Yuanshang support her on the bed.

Gao Yuanshang was worried that Song Anle would still not be able to get out of her grief. Perhaps the coming child could relieve her temporary pain, so he said gently: "Anle, you have been sleeping for five days. Now you are overdrawing your body, so you must not be emotionally excited anymore. We must think about the child in everything, do you know?"

Song Anle was depressed and looked at Gao Yuanshang blindly. Although she was unable to speak, it did not affect Gao Yuanshang's attention to her eyes.

Gao Yuanshang sat beside the bed, gently holding her hand, gently stroked her flat belly, and said with a faint look of happiness: "We have children."

Song Anle's heart was suddenly tingled, not because she was unhappy, but because she didn't know what kind of mood to accept. At this moment, the arrival of a child was undoubtedly a gap in her heart, but compared to her inner sorrow, nothing could be comforted.

Song Anle's eyebrows were locked, and she had a painful expression on her face. She had no suitable words and could only let tears rush out of her eyes.

Gao Yuanshang held her in his arms and said softly: "Stop crying, everything will pass."

Song Anle leaned against Gao Yuanshang's arms. She had no consciousness and her mind was blank. I don't know how long it took, the familiar face appeared in her mind. She didn't dare to recall it, but suddenly grabbed Gao Yuanshang and asked, "Yuanshang, where is Acheng? Where is Acheng?"

Gao Yuanshang looked solemn and dark, but he instantly became solemn and dark. Although he did not communicate too much about the character Song Cheng, the early death of a young man is enough to make people regret, let alone he died to save Song Anle.

Although Gao Yuanshang did not want to attack Song Anle, he could not disrespect the facts. Besides, she was the person who had the most right to know the truth, so he said with a heavy face: "King Yong has arranged his funeral for him, just waiting for you to wake up."

"No...no..." Song Anle still shook his head in a daze, "He won't leave me, I don't believe it."

Song Anle said this and got up excitedly to get out of bed. Although her eyes repeatedly appeared before her, the scene on the day of the incident was a cruel fact that she could not accept, nor was she willing to accept. Perhaps she had not escaped for a long time, maybe she would forget those cruel facts after she slept for a long time.

"Anle, listen to me, you can't get up yet." Gao Yuanshang tried his best to comfort her, even worried that it would hurt her slender body.

Song Anle used all his strength and struggled desperately and said, "Let me go and see him, please let me go."

"Anle, don't be excited, listen to me." Gao Yuanshang patiently comforted her. Such Song Anle was a fragility and helplessness he had never seen before. At the same time, he was also worried that her weak body would not withstand such touch and blows.

Because Song Anle was weak, she did not have the strength to struggle. After a brief struggle, she collapsed weakly and had fine beads of sweat on her forehead.

When Gao Yuanshang saw her calm down, he also said with a sad face: "Happy, I know you feel uncomfortable. I can feel your sorrow, but the deceased is gone. You cannot let down his sacrifice for you, so only by living strongly can you live up to Song Cheng's efforts to you."

"Why did God treat me like this, why did he take away my relatives so cruelly, why..." Song Anle threw herself into Gao Yuanshang's arms in distraught. This was the first time she could not snuggle up in An Yi's arms and cried loudly, so she could release the pain in her heart, the old and new in her heart without any scruples.

"You and me, I am your lifelong guardian." In addition to loving her, Gao Yuanshang could no longer find the appropriate emotional treatment. No one expected the tragedy. He also had the same condolences, but he had to face the cruel facts.

Under Gao Yuanshang's persuasion, Song Anle forced herself to eat for two days in order to send Song Cheng to rest early, but except for her dedication to recover her strength, she did not change any emotionally, and even said nothing.

Gao Yuanshang was still with her. Because Gao Jin had not summoned him to go to court, he could be with Song Anle and take care of her physical condition.

During the three-day recovery, Song Anle insisted on going to see Song Cheng for the last time, but as the saying goes, pregnant people should not be involved in such unlucky things. Under the persuasion of the palace servants, Song Anle still insisted on going to see Song Cheng for the last time, because Gao Yuan had not stopped him, so he finally did what she wanted.

In the cool spring breeze and under the drizzle, Song Anle was wearing ordinary white clothes. Because she was worried that she would not comply with the rules of the palace, Mei Xin embroidered her clothes with plain colors, so that she could avoid unlucky colors.

Without gorgeous outfits, in order to respect the deceased, Song Anle draped her long flowing hair, under the umbrella of the red bamboo, accompanied by Gao Yuanshang, walked heavy steps to the cold morgue.

Because the temperature inside was extremely cold, Song Anle could not enter directly, but when she reached the door, Song Anle was almost overwhelmed, but Gao Yuanshang was still supporting her and conveying her warm comfort.

Through the open window ridge, she tightened her nerves all over her body and finally dared to look into the room. The quiet and sleeping face lay on the bed made her fall into pain again. The familiar scenes and the familiar smiling face were like an indelible shadow, one scene after another repeated in front of her.

She reached out to grab the precious past, but everything that was close to her was far away from her. Her hand that she reached out gradually began to sink, because she could not catch the past, she leaned down desperately.

"Anle." Gao Yuanshang quickly supported her, because Song Anle was already completely unconscious, so he hurriedly hugged her and left.

The palace maid waiting beside him quickly replaced Hongzhu's umbrella, and with Gao Yuanshang's haste, she blocked the umbrella on Song Anle. Hongzhu stared at the lonely body in the room, and tears reflected red eyes, but she was born for some reason.

After Song Anle woke up again, it was already two more days in a hurry. She no longer felt depressed and cowardly because of her grief loss, but instead requested that Song Cheng be transported out of the palace for burial. Of course, Song Cheng was only Gao Yuanyi's subordinate, so she did not need to ask Gao Jin for approval.

With Gao Yuanyi's consent, Song Cheng's body was transported out of the palace, but Song Anle insisted on handling his funeral in person. Although it violated the rules in the palace, she still successfully left the palace under Gao Yuanshang's arrangement.

During the two days, Song Anle almost said nothing except taking some nourishing foods. He either closed his eyes and fell asleep, or sat in a daze. His beautiful face was already haggard.

Song Qi learned about Song Xiaojing about Song Cheng. After learning the news, he was shocked and unacceptable. However, he received a letter from Song Anle, asking for mourning clothes to be set up in the mansion, so he accepted the facts incredible ways.

Everyone in the Song Mansion was already waiting at the door of the mansion in mourning clothes. After Song Anle slowly stopped the carriage, she was helped out by the palace servants and looked at everything familiar, but she no longer had the enthusiasm and nostalgia that she used to be.

The sad feeling made her feel a little sad that she wanted to cry, but at this time everyone knelt down and bowed and said, "See the imperial concubine."

Song Anle looked at the familiar faces, but unfortunately she was no longer as friendly as before. Although she did not feel as friendly as before, there was obvious dullness on their faces, and she also felt the heavy atmosphere.

Song Anle took two steps forward, suppressing the pain in her heart. She had no expression on her face, but said lightly: "Send the eldest young master back home."

Everyone was suppressing the atmosphere, and with a deep pain, they stood up and carried the coffin into the mansion carefully. Song Qi walked in front of Song Anle at this time. Looking at Song Anle who was already thin, he felt very uncomfortable.

"Anle." Song Qi accumulated too many words of comfort, but when facing Song Anle who was immersed in the heaviness, he couldn't say a word.

"Go and arrange something and prepare to send Acheng back to the ancestral tomb." Song Anle left behind any emotions and walked into the mansion by herself. Returning to this familiar home was their lifelong wish, and this was one of the reasons why she insisted on sending Songcheng back to the mansion, and he should have returned to the Song family.

Song Qi's heart tightened. After all, he was a brother for so many years. Although he was not as sad as Song Anle, he couldn't bear it. Perhaps because of the man's strength, he still helped Song Anle walk into the mansion.

The drizzle always comes for sadness, and the cool spring breeze seems to blow for farewell. There is no extravagant funeral, but it makes people feel even more sad.

In fact, the form of the funeral is not that complicated. Just as the moment when the coffin is downstairs, the soul of the human heart seems to have also passed away with the deceased.

Song Anle's blank consciousness has no idea how long it has been with her, but if the consciousness is really just blank, why would she feel the numbness and colic? Until the pain makes her unable to breathe, she will completely seal herself in the painful grief and anger.
Chapter completed!