Gala thought to himself, what is this guarantee? But speaking to a person like Yang Jian is basically a humiliation. As long as he thinks it is right, it is right. She turned over from him, and before her feet stood firm, she was pulled by him with one hand and asked, "Where are you going?"

Garo looked helplessly at his hand that was being held, with his marks on it: "I'll wash my hands." Yang Jian looked at it for a while and laughed loudly. In the end, he didn't know where he felt happy. He simply picked her up. The two of them were stuck together, and he smiled and said, "I'll carry you." Garo frowned slightly, and she felt that Yang Jian was becoming more and more difficult to grasp.

How should I describe it? I was angry the moment before, but I got better the next moment. She even felt that Yang Jian was becoming more and more like a clingy puppy. Did he change himself or the child change him? Time passed quickly with the arrival of the child, like flowing water. She was busy resting her wombs and courage with Yang Jian, and inspecting whether Chang Xinyuan had been repaired.

She spins like a top very quickly, and even forgets some unpleasant things in life. For example, Miss Chen Yueyi, who looks very much like Mrs. Li. On this day, Sun Simiao conducted a routine inspection, and Garo leaned boredly on the cushion and looked at the scenery outside the courtyard.

A fallen leaf was quietly falling off the green tree, and her yellowed and rolled body looked like a graceful beauty in the air, scattering her last life gracefully. She was very happy, but before she knew it, she was sad and sad. Wen Yuan, who was standing beside her, stepped forward and pulled out a white parcel and handed it to her.

Sun Simiao looked up at her quickly, then lowered her head with a ummph, closed her eyes and continued to take her pulse seriously. Galo wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes, took a deep breath, waved her hand and signaled Wen Yuan to retreat. After a while, Sun Simiao let go of her hand, put away her pulse, and said, "It's autumn."

His sudden words made Gala stunned and stared at him. Sun Simiao said again: "The fetus is five months old, and the fetus looks very good." His gaze fell on her bulging belly, which was bulging and bulging, hidden in her robe like a small watermelon, looking very cute.

Looking at the little woman, there was flesh on her face, and her skin was not salmon after conditioning. Sun Simiao stood up and stood up. Instead of prescribing medicine in the past, she instructed: "The mood fluctuated greatly during pregnancy, and it was very normal that she had just now."

Gala didn't react for a moment, looked at him for several seconds, then covered his mouth and smiled, nodded and said, "I understand." This was probably Sun Simiao's comfort. Gala felt warm in his heart, so he also stood up to take him out. Wen Yuan was holding her, and the three of them walked in turn, and were walking outside the door when they suddenly heard the rapid footsteps outside.

Just watching Hua Shang run over, her face looked extremely ugly, and she said to the face: "Madam, that Chen Yueyi is here again!" Since the Sui King said casually, Chen Yueyi has been staying in the palace for ten days in half a month, wishing that her feet will take root. Sun Simiao twitched the corners of her mouth and looked back at the person behind her.

Gala just frowned slightly, but there was no expression afterwards. She even cried when she was sad and sad just now. Her husband was probably abducted by other women. Wouldn't she be angry? "You said you just now and go get me a kite, where is the kite?" Gala asked without answering and touched her bulging belly. Hua Shang's eyes were attracted suddenly, and she hurriedly helped her and sat on the couch.

"I have someone bring the kite back, probably still behind." Hua Shang looked back. As expected, the palace maid followed closely after talking. Gala waved quickly: "It's the autumn day, it's clear and refreshing. Why don't Mr. Mo go with us to go and float kites?"

Sun Simiao nodded for some reason, and then when he left his front heel, he realized what stupid thing he had promised. He actually accompanied the woman to float kites? However, he watched the rays of the autumn sun penetrate through his bone fingers.

The coolness of early autumn passed through the gaps in his body, and then looked at the bright and optimistic little woman walking in front of him. He thought about it and it didn't matter if he had been with her for a while. He wouldn't say that he hadn't let her go for a long time. The best place to put kites on the Shu Palace is on Sheshan Mountain, but now that Gala is pregnant, it is difficult to climb the mountain, so he had to choose on the balcony not far from Yang Jian's Qinzheng Hall.

The veranda is very large and is made of pieces of white marble, roughly about twenty acres in size. It is no problem to take a large singing and dancing around. Sun Simiao just came with them and regretted the next moment because Galo chose to go kites, and he became the one who ran errands.

She let out a long line, Sun Simiao ran quickly, running for a while, and the kite was not put on yet. Gala was also very tired, so he bent down to look at him, complaining, "Why don't you run faster!" Sun Simiao almost vomited blood, and swore that he would never accompany the woman to play kite next time: "It's the kite that has a problem, can you blame me!"

Hua Shang lifted her long sleeves, squeezed Sun Simiao away, and took the kite directly. Gala came to his spirit and released his long line. The master and servant cooperated tacitly. Facing the wind, the kite flew higher and higher, and finally went straight to the blue sky, flying higher and higher in the blue sky, flying further and further away.

A huge butterfly and the blue sky and white clouds were together, embellishing different colors for this dry and bleak autumn. “So amazing!” Wen Yuan also became excited and clapped and shouted with his hands. Immediately afterwards, the brocade fish kites, and all kinds of kites flew into the air one by one. Galo turned around and asked with a smile: “Mr. Mo, let me lend you this kite.”

Sun Simiao was about to vomit blood, and after she let her go for a long time, she was not as good as a woman! Looking at the arrogant colors of the two masters and servants, he turned his head awkwardly: "Since the kite has been put on, the empress will take it back first."

Just as they were about to turn around and leave, a golden brocade kite suddenly broke its line and blew to a very far place with the wind. They raised their feet and watched the kite fall into Qinzheng Hall. The palace maids looked at Gala one after another. Qinzheng Hall and Qinzheng Hall are so out of place. If they go in rashly, they may be lying out according to the temper of the Sui King. Wenyuan said, "Madam, what are you looking at?" Everyone looked at her.

Gala hesitated for a moment, nodded and said to Hua Shang, "Go with me." Sun Simiao, who was about to leave, turned around and said, "Madam, let me go with you?" "Hmm?" In fact, it's not a big deal, but why everyone looks so serious? Is Yang Jian so scary?

Yang Jian is naturally obedient to her these days, but he doesn't like anything when he gets hot as a fire, so he is naturally much more harsh than usual for the people in the palace. The three of them walked towards Qinzheng Hall together. When they were about to end the main hall, they saw Zhang Cang. On weekdays, Zhang Cang almost always serves Yang Jian, but today is strange.

"Madam." Zhang Cang lowered his head and bowed. Galaxu raised his hand: "My kite fell inside just now." Zhang Cang said with a smile: "It turned out to be the kite of the wife, and I can only order someone to take it." While the two of them were talking, Hua Shang leaned into Qinzheng Hall: "Why is the King of Sui not here?"

According to Hua Shang's grade, the word "death" inquiring about Yang Jian's whereabouts is just the word "death", but Hua Shang is behind Jia Luo. Whoever sees her is like seeing half of the master. Zhang Cang smiled and said, "Miss has such a good eye. The King of Sui has gone to patrol the camp." As he said, he led Jia Luo to the main hall: "The Qinzheng Hall is quite big, I'm afraid that the kites will hang on the tree, and it will take some time to pick them. The lady waits in the hall for a while, how about having a cup of tea?"

Gala was a little tired when he was sitting on a kite. Now seeing that Yang Jian was not here, he didn't care about anything else, so he followed Zhang Cang in. The yellow gate immediately served tea and brought chrysanthemum tea. The autumn was dry and the skin was peeling. It was the most appropriate to drink chrysanthemum tea in this world.

Gala's body temperature was higher than others, so she had been drinking chrysanthemum tea for several days. Zhang Cang'an served her front and back, but her eyes were staring at her lower abdomen for a moment, and asked with a smile: "In another five months, we will have the little Sui King to serve." Gala nodded.

Sun Simiao, who was standing beside her, continued to be cold in front of outsiders, without giving any look to others. Zhang Cang warmed up the atmosphere by himself until a yellow door hurried in and whispered a few words in his ear in a hurry. Zhang Cang immediately became nervous and looked at Gala. "What's wrong?" Hua Shang asked.

Zhang Cang naturally didn't say anything, and said, "If you have something to do in the backyard, you need your subordinates to leave. Can you wait here for a while?" Something flashed in Gala's eyes, he just looked at the undried pen on Yang Jian's desk and smiled faintly, nodding to show that it's OK. He was about to leave, when Hua Shang suddenly grabbed him and asked, "What's the matter that the wife can't know?

It's mysterious, there's a ghost!" "The girl is joking." Zhang Cang wiped the sweat from his forehead. Hua Shang became even more suspicious, looking straight at his expression, unable to see any hesitation, and still looked that way, so Hua Shang's eyes fell on the yellow door behind him.

When the yellow gate touched her gaze, her body shivered slightly and moved backward. Hua Shang became even more suspicious, pointed her finger at the yellow gate and asked loudly: "Why do you do something unspeakable?" "What's the point?" Zhang Cang smiled. "You two want to do something unfavorable to Mrs.

Hua Shang's rebuke was even heavier. Before Zhang Cang could reply, the yellow gate pounced, and he was so scared that his face was pale and kneeled down: "I, I don't dare, I don't dare!" "I don't dare to do what you are so nervous?" Hua Shang asked again.

Zhang Cang opened his mouth, and before he finished speaking, she waved his hand to shut up. She walked directly to the yellow gate and pulled it up: "If you don't tell me about Chou Yin today, I will immediately let someone pull you out and beat you to death!" Hua Shang has always been popular, and everyone in the palace knows it.
Chapter completed!