"Ah--"                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            �

He always found various ways to achieve his goals. Gala shook his head: "It doesn't matter, even if you are not there today, he will try his best to move in. It's just a matter of time." She said as she looked into the distance, but her vision was all about the high palace walls and the eaves that could not be seen.

All she sees is under his power. She has long been unable to retreat and cannot escape. In fact, she should have realized her situation long ago? People always want to fight for it and see if she can break through it and make her life better. Galo sat back at the dining table, looking at the steaming food, and suddenly felt very disgusted.

Hua Shang said a few words before she barely ate some. After eating, the palace maid came in with a large blanket and asked, "Madam, can you see this?" The two of them should be so big. Gala kept his eyes and nodded. Hua Shang looked regretful and guilty. At noon, Yang Jian sent someone to send some food.

Zhang Cang smiled with a saliva and said, but she didn't leave. Hua Shang was so happy, but after suffering from the secret loss today, she could only bear to stop sending it, and went forward to accept the gift. Zhang Cang was secretly surprised and couldn't help but look at her for a few more times. Garo was nestled on the cushion and looked at the book. After a while, he raised his head and fell on him. Zhang Cang hurriedly calmed down and bowed respectfully to her.

"What else?" she asked. Zhang Cang smiled and said, "Madam, the King of Sui has gotten cold this morning. Do you know?" Jia Luo raised his eyebrows and asked coldly, "Why, are you here to ask for punishment?" "I dare not, don't dare." Zhang Cang knelt down in a hurry, kowtow three times before he dared to look up and look at her quietly. Seeing that she looked unhappy, he said with relief: "The King of Sui is sick, and he hopes that the wife will visit her at this moment."

Zhang Cang was loyal. But Gala didn't want to take this incident, but just smiled and said, "The woman dared not go to Qinzheng Hall, and the King of Sui did not summon me." Zhang Cang said, "Although the King of Sui has not spoken, his thoughts are all on his wife." "I am pregnant, and I'm afraid I'm not feeling well. Let's go tomorrow."

After saying that, he got up, and it was the intention of expelling guests. Hua Shang said coldly: "Master Zhang, please!" Zhang Cang's face turned from red to white, and from white to red. After waiting for a while, he saw that the wife in the room had no intention of coming out, so he slowly retreated. But he didn't know that Gala was standing outside the window and watching him as he was leaving.

Hua Shang took a cloak and put it on her body, put it together for her, and whispered: "Madam, do you want to go and have a look?" Garo shook his head and sighed. He finally said nothing, and he went out of the corridor to read the book he had not read just now.

The afternoon leisure time can always be spent quickly, a cup of tea and a few rays of fragrance, looking at the summer and the butterflies flying, it seems that they have returned to the days before their rebirth. Baidu search                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     

After the flower viewing banquet that day, Chen sent someone to pay his respects, but Yang Jian was blocked outside the door. Suddenly, he was about to drag out from the quiet and peaceful days to plot against the sinisterness of people's hearts, and Gala suddenly felt tired. So when the garment department came to ask about the style of the clothes, Gala leaned lazily on the warm mat, watching Hua Shang carefully selecting the style and colors for her.

She always enjoys preparing for her carefully. For a long time, they live in Yang Jian's harem. So if she is like a sister in Hua Shang, it would be better to say that she is willing to squander her power to love her.

This mood is like a long poem fermenting slowly, and the longer it becomes, the more fragrant it becomes. The garment department took a piece of dark red brocade and asked, "What about this color? The peony pattern also conforms to the lady's elegant and luxurious temperament." Hua Shang shook her head, and instead took a look at the other piece next to her. She picked up Gala and asked with a smile: "Madam, look at this piece of cloth soft and close to the body, and the dark purple Wufu pattern is also suitable."

The people from the garment department raised their heads with doubts. The five blessing patterns were made of many children and longevity, and were interwoven with Suizhou brocade, which was very grand. Gala also favored this piece, so he said, "You can do it." Hua Shang smiled and stepped down, and chose shoes of the same color for her. He discussed the flowers and shapes of the shoes with the garment department for a while.

The garment department is nothing more than how gorgeous it is; how comfortable it is to choose the garment. Finally, the two parties have similar opinions, so it will be easier to find it. Now she is the only one in the palace and the main room, and no one needs to provide the entire huge garment department.

So it is rare to encounter a chance to show their skills. They are also trying their best. Even the needle method used for the laces on the clothes and whether the pearls are buckled on the shoes, they are all petty. After a while, Hua Shang finally retreated and admired them.

In the afternoon, the sunset was setting, and the people from the garment department bent over and respectfully left. Gala asked someone to go to see her off, but she only looked at Hua Shang's busy laughing. She had just sent her off and Yang Jian's people came over there again. Hua Shang was receiving her coldly, but in the end her expression slowly softened, which made Gala feel curious.

"What's the matter?" As soon as Hua Shang came in, Gala asked. "Big thing!" Hua Shang happily pulled the round window for her. The round window was separated by the house and the courtyard. From here, you could see the people coming from the courtyard, but it was difficult for people outside to see inside. Gala just now saw the people sent by Yang Jian through this place.

"Madam." She sat down and smiled, "The King of Sui said he would not have to wait for him tonight. Occasionally, the cold wind and cold are afraid of being transmitted to you, so she slept outside." "Oh?" Garo raised his eyebrows and smiled. Hua Shang got up and lay down in front of her and asked, "Madam, are you happy?"

She is a very beautiful girl. She is as shy as a flower at the age of seventeen or eighteen. Her long eyelashes fluttered with bright light. Gala couldn't help but touch her face and chuckled, "Happy." Hua Shang was even more happy as if she could sugar: "I'm happy too!" As she said that, she leaned against her side. Gala also let her shake her against her arm. After looking straight for a while, Hua Shang frowned: "Look at what window I'm closing!"

It was a mistake to not be able to see the beautiful scenery outside. She asked someone to open the window again. The summer sunset is so warm and magnificent. It dyed the blue sky red with its enthusiasm and cotton-like clouds. The endless sky now features red, purple, gold, and other colors. It uses its last magnificence to render and wait for the night to come.

The burning fish scales and colorful clouds came layer by layer, as if swearing to everyone about the good weather tomorrow. Hua Shang sighed: "Madam, today's sunset is so beautiful!" Garo smiled and touched his lower abdomen. "Yes, it's not so beautiful."

Hua Shang pulled into her arm even more: "How great would it be if she could see such a beautiful scenery every time the sunset is set in the future?" The magnificent scenery was reflected in her dark brown pupils, which added a bright color to her already pretty face. Galo understood what she was feeling.

Such a quiet life is hard to come by for the women in the deep palace. They are all tired of plotting against people's hearts, they all hate and cater to others, and they are very similar people. Gala's eyes were deep, and he didn't say a word, but just touched her head. Hua Shang asked, "Madam, did you say it?"

"I said?" She was slightly surprised, and then said softly under Hua Shang's nod: "Although the beautiful scenery is good, if there is such a beautiful scenery every day, I will be tired of it one day." "No!" Hua Shang shook her head vigorously. Gala took a sip of tea and looked at the dust of the tea leaves: "Maybe."

They watched the sunset fall side by side, the colorful clouds dissipate, and night falls. The lights of each palace and courtyard were just on the rise, and Gala had been having trouble for a day and was a little mentally dissatisfied at night. According to Sun Simiao, this was because of both qi and blood deficiency. The main reason for the night was Yin, and her yang energy was insufficient, so she naturally felt more tired than ordinary people.

But she was caring for the children after all. So even though she couldn't eat much, she still tried her best to eat a lot. When it was time to take medicine, Zhang Cang stood in the courtyard at a certain time. After watching Galo finish drinking, she smiled and said, "Madam, are you tired today?" "Yes." The fatigue on her face was easy to see.

Zhang Cang said: "The King of Sui discussed important matters with Mr. Sun and others at noon and evening. He didn't make much money, and he would lose his appetite for just a bowl of millet porridge." She yawned and said: "If you have a bad appetite, you can ask someone to cook abalone porridge and send it to you." Zhang Cang said: "You have to trouble you, your wife, to send it to yourself, so that the King of Sui has time to eat it."

He told her Yang Jian's itinerary very much, and it was thought that Yang Jian had instructed her. Gala did not want to fight him and nodded, "I understand, go." Zhang Cang smiled and retreated. Gala turned around and ordered Hua Shang: "You send someone to prepare, I can't do it anymore, I'm too tired." Her eyes were almost falling off when she talked to Zhang Cang just now. "Yes." Hua Shang retreated. Gala lay down and slept very well. The child in her belly was probably a lazy person who didn't like to eat and sleep.

But at night, she was awakened by the coughing sounds outside. Gala was wearing clothes and raised the candle. The palace maid who was watching the night was asleep under the bed. She didn't wake her up, and walked out. Yang Jian was pouring water in a single dress. Seeing him get up, she couldn't help but smile: "Have you disturbed?"

Gala nodded, looking at him with a little unfamiliar eyes. “Have you eaten?” Yang Jian shook his head: “No.” “Huh?” “Abalone porridge is not my taste.” He explained. Gala knew it and was about to walk in, but Yang Jian suddenly called her from behind: “Gala.”

As if I hadn't heard for a long time, Yang Jian shouted out. Galo was stunned and looked back. He touched his stomach and smiled awkwardly at her: "I have no food in my stomach, I'm really hungry, I miss the fine noodles you cooked." This is what she wants to cook.
Chapter completed!