But she found that she was becoming more and more greedy, and she wanted Yang Jian to be the only one. If there were other women... she didn't know what she would do, and would she start to resent Yang Jian? Garo found that her nature was becoming more and more likely to be jealous, which made her a little overwhelmed.

She was a little far away. It was not until Yang Jian called her several times that she suddenly came to her senses and smiled faintly at him. "What are you thinking?" He asked. Garo shook his head: "I didn't think about anything, but I'm prone to being tired recently." She said it lightly, and it would be better not to let him know.

Yang Jian was silent: "I have heard about what happened this afternoon, Su Wei is impulsive, but fortunately you and Li Delin are you." "Li Delin is a counselor and a good minister who can be relied on. Su Wei is impulsive and good at charging into battle. None of them is indispensable. I don't feel tired."

Gala smiled and only the fatigue at the corner of her eyes betrayed her. "It's just that Li Mu reconciled, but he was neutral and slightly dull, and only suitable for the center." Yang Jian said, falling into deep thought. Gala didn't hear what he said clearly, just nodded and fell into a drowsiness.

Yang Jian adjusted the appropriate position to make her play more comfortable, and hugged her to sleep deeply. The next day, Galo ate a bowl of small rice porridge, sat under the window with two flower rolls, and sat under the window to sew clothes. Yun Chan sent her medicine, followed by Sun Simiao, and asked about her pulse routinely. He put his hand on her pulse for a while and said, "The Qi and blood are a little weak again."

His eyes were very sharp. Gala lowered his head, raised his sleeves to cover it with his face and drank the medicine. "I will use red ginseng, longan, red date tea every day in the future." He said, and said that Shutong had prepared a pen, ink, paper and inkstone. He raised his pen to write the dosage carefully. After rinsing his mouth, Gala asked softly: "For some reason, I always feel tired and tired."

Sun Simiao raised his head, looked at her and continued to write: "Your body is not easy to give birth, but now you are counterattacking your qi and meridians, so you are naturally tired, so I said it is not easy to have sex this month." He was too lazy to say it after he said it but didn't listen. Yun Chan listened on the side and asked: "Will the wife consume a lot of her body in the future?"

Sun Simiao raised his head and didn't raise it: "If you take good care of yourself, it would be the same as an ordinary person's life span, but you are afraid of cold and sick in your later years." Yun Chan looked at her when she heard this. Garo smiled, took a candied fruit and put it in her mouth, neutralizing the sour and bitter taste. Sun Simiao hummed coldly and was still laughing. What a boring woman!

The two were talking, and the painting fan came in outside the curtain and brought two women in palace dressed in women. The three bowed to her and said, "Madam, this was given to the prince by Emperor Shuntian last night. I don't know how to arrange it?" Garo narrowed his eyes and leaned on the cushion, raised his hand: "Raise your face and show me."

The two women slowly looked up when they heard this. One looked warm and beautiful, the other was extremely gorgeous, each with their own strengths. Garo pulled out a silk squid and wiped the corners of his mouth and said carelessly: "What are the instructions of the princess?" Hua Fan said: "The prince said it's up to the princess to make the decision." Yunchan frowned.

Huafan said again: "If the lady likes, she can stay and serve, or appreciate people." Gala nodded: "The prince also needs to serve him, but too many beauties are prone to disorder. I only leave one of you." She smiled. The two girls looked at each other and crawled on the ground: "The princess is the only way to make the decision."

"Let's do this." Garo smiled and said, "I don't know which prince you like more. I'll take a closer look in a few days before making a decision..." The two girls were about to kneel down and thank him. Garo said slowly, "As for what the prince doesn't want, I will give her to the seriously injured general in the army this time."

She said and looked at Hua Fan: "I seem to remember that several lieutenants were seriously injured in order to attack Xianyang, and another one was crushed by a horse, right?" The two women's faces froze. Hua Fan nodded: "The princess has a good memory and treats the generals well." Yun Chan and others also saluted her. "That's it."

Gala nodded: "You two are good at performing well, don't let me down." "Yes." When they got up, they were stiff, but they still supported each other and led them down. Yunchan asked: "Madam, isn't the prince allowed you to appreciate people?"

Gala was wearing sable fur on his knees, waved her over, gently stroked her horse-drawn bun. At this time, Yunchan was too young. She said, "The Emperor Shuntian must be worried about the kings, so he not only arranged the prime minister, but also sent beauty to him privately. If I give the two daughters to others, wouldn't I not tell myself and make Emperor Shuntian suspicious?" "Why did the lady leave only one?" she asked.

"This is to break up the union between them. Yunchan, you must remember that women who compete for favor can never become eternal friends. Only interests are the focus of pursuit. If the tacit understanding between the two is broken up, it will not only be beneficial to the lord but also be much easier for me to take charge of the backyard." Yunchan understood.

"But since the lord knows this, why did he ask the wife to choose?" "Because..." She paused and looked at the cold medicine bowl: "If he said in person, wouldn't it hurt my relationship? Take the initiative to vote, first, show respect for me, and second, tell me that he and both girls have no intention. Do you understand?"

Yunchan nodded in confusion, thought for a long time, and looked up and her eyes were clear. But for some reason, she saw the wise and concise harem woman from the wife of a village woman.

Yang Jian tentatively left Xianyang in ten days and went to Sichuan. Yang Jian has been busy rectifying military affairs, settled financial matters and other important matters for several days. He didn't see him after she fell asleep. When she woke up, he left early. When he touched the bedding beside him, it was already cold. He happened to be back tonight.

Gala made dumplings, and hot wine on the stove. Yang Jian lifted the curtain. The air conditioner brought in from outside made her shiver, but she didn't stop. She walked up to take off her cloak. Yun Chan used a cloth to shake the cold snow on his body, Yang Jian washed his hands with hot water. Gala followed him and asked with a veil, "Do you want the two family sons sent by Emperor Shuntian to come in and serve?"

Yang Jian turned around and held her little hand, looked at her in a slight way, and then the two looked at each other and smiled. Galo handed over a handkerchief, "Will there be dumplings tonight?" He asked, and sat on the table. Without waiting for anyone to pour wine, he poured a glass of wine, and poured the sweet and spicy taste in his mouth burned and boiled in his throat, and his whole body suddenly became warm.

"Yeah," she put the dumplings into his bowl: "Just just now, a pork chop and a few large pieces of meat were sent to the kitchen. I divided several parts to give to Mr. Sun, Su Wei and Li Mu. There were still many left. I used mushrooms and cabbage to mix the flavor, and made dumplings and ribs. I added wine to it. I saw if the soup tasted good?"

Galo scooped the soup, the soup smelled so good. Yang Jian lowered his head and blew it. He drank it two sips first, but later he was not afraid of being hot, so he drank it all directly. "It tastes very good." He handed over the bowl and signaled another bowl in this cold twelfth lunar month. The most important thing is that the dumpling hot soup can warm the body. "Have you sent it to Mr. Mo?"

He was busy with food, and took the time to ask Gala before he answered. Yunchan smiled first, "I'm sending it to you." Gala said with a funny look: "I don't know how long I've been hungry. I sent thirty pills and finished it all, and drank another pot of hot soup to barely fill my stomach." "Well" Yang Jian did not comment: "It's good to send it to you. I see that you looked very good after taking his medicine."

Yang Jian said, his eyes falling on her face, not only his cheeks were flushed, but his lips were as rosy as roses. He always looked in his eyes, and his heart seemed like a cat was raising his claws. He was so itchy that he calculated the time, and the January period was almost over...

Gala didn't know what he was thinking, and was opening his mouth to bite the dumplings. His rose-red lips opened slightly, revealing his cute and white teeth. Yang Jian quickly turned his eyes away, took a sip of wine and calmed down his restlessness. The two of them ate and chatted for half an hour before they had enough to drink and eat. Gala was busy asking someone to clean up the dining table.

Yang Jian went outside the camp for a tour and suddenly called her: "Galao, come out." Hum? Gala lifted the curtain, bowed and went out, only looking at the snow flying around the sky, a white carved dragon in the ice heart world. I don't know how beautiful scenery can be described, which makes people jump from the bottom of their hearts. "It's snowing." She sighed and Yang Jian nodded.

Yang Jian reached out to her, and the two of them looked at the crystal clear world under the umbrella. There was a faint cold snow scent in their breath. Although there was no elegant and unique fragrance of plum blossoms to accompany them, it gave people a sense of enlightenment and harmony from their hearts. This night and this scene was really beautiful. Yang Jian turned his head to look at her.

The white breath that touched her breath exhaled between her neck. The itchy "Gala" said, "Huh?" Gala was overwhelmed with eyes, "We will leave here in a few days." "Hmm." She nodded, "The Shu area thirty years ago was not yet developed, and it was very difficult."

Yang Jian said softly, his voice as if he was scared away from Luo Xue. Even Yunchan, who was following the two, had never heard Gala smile clearly. Finally, she turned her head to look at him. She reached out and gently held his big palm. The two looked up at the common world together, allowing the wind and snow to wet the corners of their clothes. "Do you want to eat roasted sweet potatoes?"

Yang Jian suddenly asked Galo and nodded heavily. Yang Jian smiled and asked someone to put the wood under the eaves. There was not yet snow. The dry flames were slowly turning into fire. The fragrance of sweet potatoes gradually floated between everyone's noses. Several maids couldn't help swallowing their saliva and waiting for Yang Jian to dig out the ripe sweet potatoes.

Yang Jian took only two of them and said to everyone: "The rest are for you." It's like a hot pot of dumplings. For a moment, everyone was excited. Yang Jian took two sweet potatoes and pulled her into the tent. Sitting under the window, Gala pulled out his skin. His little hands were scalded red. He grabbed his earlobe and asked her to bite her, which was sweet.

Galo went to see the sweet potato in his hand again, wanting to see if it is sweet, she got up and threw herself on her head and took a bite. The sweet potato was so hot that it was so hot that her tongue was almost blistering, but she still couldn't bear to spit it out, so she swallowed it all in a hurry and slapped her tongue.

Just now, when he saw Yang Jian smiling at her, Gala's cheeks turned red. He hurriedly covered his face and turned to the back, touching her hair, "Gala, you're so good." This is what Gala should look like. Yang Jian's wife, who was unpredictable and scheming.
Chapter completed!