Gala raised his head slightly and looked at her. She was a little lost just now. She recalled the conversation between the two of them just now and said in a lack of interest: "Just ask the kitchen to cook some dishes that the King of Sui likes..." "Ah?"

Hua Shang stumbled on the tongue, Gala asked the palace servant to drag the bedding out and watched the palace servant feed the white pigeon in the courtyard. She thought for a while and turned around and smiled, "I don't need to prepare wine tonight." "Yes...yes." Hua Shang nodded hesitantly and agreed, wanting to say again, but it was obvious that the lady's attention had been attracted by the white pigeon, and she did not dare to disturb her, so she had to get up and go to the kitchen to give instructions.

"Prince of Sui." The palace maid walked in quickly with a thick medicine soup, three steps away from her, and knelt down: "The medicine made by Mr. Sun has been delivered. Today, Mr. Sun went to the mountain to collect herbs, but he has never delivered it in person." Gala seemed to be attracted by the white dove flying on the wooden board, and said carelessly: "Let it be put first, wait for the temperature before drinking it."

"Yes" all white pigeons are raised by people, and they are so arrogant that they are not afraid that Gala will take the white rice from the palace servants and scatter it into the sky. The white pigeons rush happily and some stop under the tree, some stop on the branches. Occasionally, one or two flapping their wings covering the sky and facing the sky, which is so vivid and free...

Gala couldn't help but stand up and looked at the white doves flying towards the sun halo. "Madam, be careful that the sunlight hurts the eyes." The palace servant came forward to remind Gala to close his eyes quickly. Then he realized that his eyes were slightly painful. When he opened it again, he could only see a circle of yellow halo outside the door. Wei Xiaokuan was coming in with a craftsman. He stopped outside the door and a palace servant wanted to spread it.

He stopped him from looking at the white dove soaring in the air with Gala Yingguang's figure. His cunning eyes flashed, and he lowered his head and called a capable palace servant to send him into the hall. He quietly retreated and walked quickly to the Religious Hall and quickly to the Sui Palace. Life in the Sui Palace was peaceful.

At least for Gala, the craftsmen had already built a wooden frame for vines in the morning, and there were sounds everywhere in the hall. Fortunately, the door of the hall could slightly reduce the noise in the afternoon. In the afternoon, the carpenters also took a nap and took a rest for half an hour, waiting for the people who were waiting for the jewelry and jade.

Everyone started a busy afternoon. There were all kinds of jewelry in the hall. Wei Xiaokuan salivated and laughed: "Princess Sui, look at this set of jade beads that match your elegant and luxurious temperament." Gala looked row by row, and did not stop because of Wei Xiaokuan's favor. "If the Princess Sui doesn't like it, there is also this white jade with mutton fat."

Wei Xiaokuan smiled and winked at the craftsmen behind him. At first, he was confused. Then he came back to his senses and hurriedly stepped forward to explain: "When the Princess of Sui, white jade with mutton fat is a specialty in the collection. Because it looks like mutton fat, it is famous for its rare things. This jade was later offered by the royal family, so it is hard to find a thousand gold."

He dragged the white palette and carefully picked it up and sent it to Gala, facing the sunshine that shone in: "This jade hairpin is as white as a piece of fat, delicate and moist, and is actually the best among the best." The craftsman is also craftsmanship. He was fascinated by his own eyes and stared at him repeatedly. He came back to his senses and hurriedly added: "I do not produce rouge white jade in Suizhou, which shows that the King of Sui valued the Princess of Sui."

"But..." Wei Xiaokuan had not had time to answer, and Hua Shang was almost answering: "Of course, the Princess Sui is so good for the family. If the Princess Sui cannot use it, who else can use it?" "Hua Shang" Jialuo looked at her and hurriedly shut up his mouth. Wei Xiaokuan smiled and said to her slowly: "Miss Hua Shang is really what I want to say! The Princess Sui is the Princess Sui, the Princess of Sui, is naturally the most valuable thing in the entire Suizhou. The Princess Sui is allowed to choose from!"

Wei Xiaokuan said with a very bold look at her face and saw that she did not show joy or anger on her face. She was unable to make up for a moment, so she had to lower her head and bow and laugh with her. The jade hairpin was so skillful that she carved the auspicious cloud pattern. One point is less, and one point is more. Even if she saw too many treasures in the palace, she had to say that this jade hairpin was a top treasure.

"Since that's the case..." she said, handing it to Hua Shang: "You took it for me." "Yes" Everyone's faces were happy. Gala accompanied them for half a day and wasted time on these things. Until the sky was over, Yang Jian stepped into the bedroom. Gala was looking at the jade hairpin under the lamp, but he didn't notice that he was back for a while.

Yang Jian didn't ask for someone to shout, until a cold wind blew over, she looked at the door that he was standing under the lamp, "Come back?" She put down her jade hairpin, walked up to him, Yang Jian said no, opened his hand, and the palace servants stepped forward to untied his robe, from the robe to the middle robe to the last underwear, the three layers inside and the three layers outside were wet.

"What's the matter with the King of Sui?" Gala threw his clothes to the palace servant, twisted the Repa and wiped his body for him, Yang Jian leaned on the Hu couch, picked up the rouge white jade hairpin she had just played with, and casually said: "I went to inspect the military camp in the afternoon and fought with Su Wei one by one." "What's wrong?" "Of course my arm strength is not as good as his, but it's better than the bow and arrow."

"It should be so." Su Weinai's first warrior in the army, with the bravest top three armies. Yang Jian won a thousand miles away. The two had specialized in their skills, so they should be so. "Yes." Yang Jian closed his eyes, raised his eyes and even his throat became hoarse. The palace servant came over, leaned over and bowed to the two, and said softly: "The King of Sui, Princess of Sui, the hot soup is ready."

After shouting twice, Yang Jian remained motionless. The palace servant was sweating profusely on his forehead, and was afraid of delaying his bathing and disturbing him. Gala pushed him: "King of Sui, it's not too late to rest after taking a bath." Yang Jian exhaled a long breath, opened his eyes and looked at her, slapped her hands heavily, and said with a smile: "As far as the lady said, then go."

Everyone then breathed a sigh of relief. The only place in the Sui Palace is Guide Palace where Gala is now living. There is a natural hot pool. According to legend, when the King of Shu was built, a fortune teller once said that this palace should not be a monarch. The fortune teller said that the fortune teller was not vague and did not point out the name. However, the King of Shu was wiped out by the army that Emperor Jing went south for a few days, and ended up in a different place.

Yang Jian was suspicious by nature, and he didn't like to take a bath, so he gave this palace to Gala as the main hall. At this moment, the double dragon soup on both sides of the soup pool was spraying hot soup out of the mouth of the soup pool. Yang Jian took off his trousers and stepped into the bath. He wanted Ragala to come down. Gala refused to smile and said, "I just soaked the day before yesterday and yesterday. Sun Simiao told me that I was weak and not to soak in the soup pool for a long time."

When Gala said this, Yang Jian would not force her, but he pulled her back and refused to let her go. He asked her to wipe her back and the palace people had long been facing the eyes and nose, nose and mouth, and heart, and retreated one after another. The misty and hazy pond was left with only this couple who were familiar with each other.

Galo just focused on wiping his back. Occasionally, he answered casually when he asked what he had done today. He was very blatant and careless Yang Jian asked: "I heard you were fascinated by Bai Ge today?" "Ah?" She came to her senses and wiped her shoulders. Yang Jian's skin was tanned, strong and powerful, which made her extremely laborious.

Until Yang Jian urged him again, "How did Mr. Sui know?" She asked him back without answering, "You haven't answered me yet." "The white pigeon looks good." She said, "Get up early, have you taken the medicine for noon and evening?" He thought of it and asked again. Garo's brows frowned suddenly, and his eyes flashed slightly. When he recalled the bowl of medicine in the morning, the corners of his mouth felt slightly sour.

"Huh?" He grabbed her hand, and Garo crashed into his deep gaze. "I..." She was stunned for a while, lowered her head and whispered: "Mr. Sui, I forgot for a moment." Yang Jian let go of her hand, stroked her wrist with the strangled red mark, and sighed: "Madam, don't forget it so easily in the future."

Gala raised her wrist, smiled stiffly, lowered her head, and had her own reflection in the soup pool. Before she could react, Yang Jian stretched out her hand and pulled her into the water. The warm soup spring water was overwhelmed by her body. She couldn't swim. She was frightened and drank several sips of Shui Yang Jian tied her waist and floated up with her. Gala was powerless and could only climb into his strong arms.

"Gala" he called her name, stroked her hot and erotic red lips, pinched her jaw, and drank a little: "I like you and rely on me." Finally, he tore off all the kindness disguise and revealed his final face. He entered her pupils with strong arms, and pushed her to meet him with a wet and domineering kiss, and stumbled into her mouth regardless of the juice from her tongue.

Yang Jian's tongue easily broke through her attack and defense, and skillfully turned into her mouth. After kissing her so hard that she had no strength to collapse on him, Yang Jian sighed with satisfaction, hugged her tightly into her arms, swam to the stone, attached to her and admired the blush on her cheeks.

Gala had no idea that he had been placed on the stone couch, and she supported his arms and breathed heavily. Yang Jian only felt that she was charming and kissing like goose feathers fell on her eyes, nose bridge and collarbone from time to time. With the fierceness that he wished to remove her into his abdomen, as the hot soup smudged, his eyes gradually lost its clarity.

Galuo groaned and pushed away his possession discomfort. Yang Jian continued to work hard and pushed himself in front of her with the force of the water flow. He held her tightly between his arms. The smoke was filled with mist and the sound of water was faint.

He took off her jade hairpin, and his fluffy black hair poured down like a waterfall and fell into the pool. After a while, he had already tangled the two of them tightly along the water. His kiss was like rain. Garo struggled to dodge his neck, but he cut it behind his hands. When Yang Jian put his tongue in again, Garo suddenly felt a sense of disgust in his throat.

"Um..." She pushed him away. Yang Jian wanted to get close. Garo felt more and more uncomfortable, and covered her chest and vomited. "Gala." Yang Jian then realized that she was like her, so he hurriedly put on a single dress for her and hugged her and ran out. The palace maids and guards were waiting outside the door and greeted him.

Hua Shang asked anxiously: "Madam, what's wrong with Madam?" "Nothing happened." Garo covered his lips and shook his head. Yang Jian was already holding her and strolling to the bedroom: "Transfer to Sun Simiao." "Oh." Before she could stop her, a guard ran out. A palace maid came forward in an orderly manner to pull up the screen, and Hua Shang came to serve her with her bedclothes.
Chapter completed!