Gala said softly, calling Tui Huashang. Sun Simiao was originally leaning against the pillar with a fist and watching a joke. When she saw that she was about to speak, she immediately became energetic. She chuckled softly and said, "It's okay, the girl beside me has a sharp mouth and a slander. Don't be afraid."

A short sentence immediately made Zhang Cang and Huangmen feel at ease, but Hua Shang was so anxious that he jumped up. Gala stood up and held his slightly raised belly and smiled: "I have drunk tea and said it. My kite has fallen in the backyard, so we will go and pick it up."

As Gala said and walked forward, Zhang Cang was shocked and hurriedly chased after him: "Madam, let me get it for you." He said as he was about to go back to the backyard. "Stop." Gala exited. His expression was not angry and powerful, and he was already dissatisfied. Zhang Cang looked calm and did not dare to move.

You should know that this is a master who is not angry easily, but if he gets angry, even the King of Sui will give in. "You should rest." Gala said lightly as he passed by him. Seeing that she was about to walk out of the hall and merge into the autumn scenery outside, Zhang Cang kowtowed heavily: "Madam, don't go!"

Gala looked back at him. Zhang Cang whispered: "The King of Sui was with Miss Chen Yueyi in the backyard... Miss He loved her wife's kite." As soon as he finished speaking, his face was desolate. Everyone's eyes looked at Gala... The palace people were frightened; Hua Shang was worried; Sun Simiao was sarcastic. Gala thought for a while before he understood. "Then let's go and have a look?" Gala said with a smile. "Yes." The palace people bowed their heads.

Go out of the main hall and turn back and forth, pass a stone arch, and then walk through the rockery and pavilions to see a large area of ​​martial arts practice, which can run horses and shoot archery, and there are also martial arts competition platforms. Yang Jian spent most of his time dealing with political affairs on weekdays.

When the yellow gate, who was waiting, saw her coming, looked frightened and bowed their heads and saluted. Occasionally, a few people wanted to report were stopped by Gala. She walked around a bush and heard the woman's silver bell laugh before she could enter. She slowly stopped and stayed there. Hua Shang walked up to ask, "Madam?"

"Wait." Gala said: "You are waiting for me here, I will go in and get the kite and come out." "But Madam..." Hua Shang was worried. As soon as she spoke, Gala ignored her and went in. Zhang Cang lowered his head and bowed his hands behind him. Why didn't the madam know what the madam meant?

This is to save face for the King of Sui. If things get bigger, the King of Sui will accept Miss Chen Yueyi even if he doesn't want to accept Miss Chen Yueyi. In this way, calmness is the way to rule. Gala twisted his long skirt and walked in, and stood under a vigorous pine and cypress tree. He could see all the venues in the martial arts field in a glance.

Just looking at the palace people on both sides serving the left and right, Yang Jian and Chen Yueyi stood under the tree, Chen Yueyi held the brocade fish kite she fell in her hand: "King of Sui, do you give me this kite?" Yang Jian held a bow and arrow in his hand, looked at it, and asked, "Where did this float?"

The yellow gate stepped forward and said, "Madam is out here today." Yang Jian did not wrinkle slightly, and the arrow left the bull's eye. Chen Yueyi was obsessed with him: "Madam hasn't come to pick it up yet, so it seems that she doesn't care about this kite. The King of Sui said last time that he wanted to reward Yi'er with fun things. Yi'er didn't want anything else. Can he just want this kite?"

She looked better than she had seen before. She wore a honey-colored wide-sleeved skirt, held the lady's head, and a glazed tassel hanging from her black hair, which set off her round face. She looked very young and beautiful. "Since she is the wife, she must be the master to reward you."

Yang Jian took another silver arrow, pulled the bow for a full moon, and the cold arrow was out of the sheath and hit the bull's eye. He then turned around and smiled and said to her: "If you like it, I'll make ten kites for you to send to you later." "No!" Chen Yueyi pouted and looked at him with a grievance: "I don't want any Jinyu Yier next to me."

"Chen Yueyi." Yang Jian glanced faintly, his eyes filled with warning. Chen Yueyi felt aggrieved and burst into tears. He held his arms and looked at him pitifully: "King of Sui..." Yang Jian sighed indecisively, rubbing her hair with the big palm of the arrow, with a hint of helplessness: "Since that's the case, if you beat me by shooting an arrow, what if I give you this kite?"

"Really?" Her eyes suddenly lit up. "Really." Galo saw this and turned around and left. Walking out, Hua Shang and others were waiting, and they were circling around the ground in a hurry. When they saw her coming out, they immediately met her. "What's wrong?" Sun Simiao spoke first.

Gala shook his head and smiled, "I suddenly remembered that I hadn't eaten bird's nest cake yet, and I was a little hungry." Hua Shang obviously didn't believe it. How could he not see the King of Sui for so long? So he said, "But the lady has time to go in."

This is obviously a problem that Zhang Cang was worried about. He was still lucky and hoped that his wife could not see anything. Garo smiled: "I am pregnant now, and I can walk like I am usually very popular. I can only watch while enjoying the scenery."

As he said that, he turned to Zhang Cang beside him and said, "I'll leave first. If the King of Sui comes out later, remember to ask him to bring me the kite back." Zhang Cang was extremely happy: "Yes, Madam, go slowly." Garo blinked and said he knew. "Madam, are you really not in?" Hua Shang continued to ask if he didn't believe it.

"No." Gala answered loudly, with a high tone. Sun Simiao laughed suddenly, stared at her contemptuously with a sarcastic attitude, and finally his eyes fell on her lower abdomen. He was stunned for a while: "I'll leave first." "Ah?" Hua Shang asked: "Why did you leave so quickly."

Sun Simiao glared: "Did you still leave tea?"                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       �

The group returned to the hall.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            

Yang Jian's tenderness towards Chen Yueyi is still vivid in his mind. She thought it would be nice to have a daughter. She took good care of her, gave her the best things in the world, and chose the best man for her to marry. She was happy and lived a life with both children. "Will you be a girl?"

She asked softly. The child's fetal movement was like a small fish squirming gently on her belly. "Don't you play with your mother?" she asked again. Even though she knew the child knew nothing, she still hoped that he could hear her words and understand her loneliness.

She felt the loneliness around her, like the sea water hitting the tide, spreading her little by little. She was not jealous of Chen Yueyi and Yang Jian, but she envied Chen Yueyi very much. In such young years, she did not know the sufferings of the world, and trusted a man wholeheartedly. Looking back, Nian Yong was already far away from her.

Galo touched her belly with a little melancholy, trying hard to draw strength from the unborn little fat man. Then she asked again: "What should you do if you are a boy's mother?" The child in her belly kicked her hard this time, as if venting her dissatisfaction or telling her that he would protect him? But no matter what it means, Galo was already satisfied.

She fell asleep quietly on this cool autumn day, accompanied by the gentle autumn wind. She seemed to see a little light, a child was waving to her. Gala intuitively felt that this was a child. She wanted to run over and hug him and kiss him… “Gala.” Yang Jian picked her up and walked onto the couch.

It is easy to catch a cold when sleeping outside in this weather. He looked at her lower abdomen with concern, touched her, and covered her with a quilt. "Gala?" He pushed her gently again. Gala's extremely long and extremely black eyelashes trembled gently, and opened his eyes as Yang Jian's last cry.

It was already sunny on the mountain, and even Guihong took the clouds home. There was only a thick and colorful morning glow in the sky that swore that the sunset had already fallen under them. Wenyuan came in and lighted the lamp and poured a cup of chrysanthemum tea. Gala rubbed his eyes in a daze, and saw that Yang Jian was sitting in front of the couch. Then he yawned and asked, "When will you be back?" She took the tea cup in his hand.

Yang Jian said, "I just came back shortly after I heard that your kite fell in the martial arts training ground?" Gala's hand drank tea, then lowered his head and drank the last sip of tea, handed over the cup and smiled, "Yes. But then I didn't go to pick it up halfway, and I was a little hungry." Yang Jian smiled and touched her head. Gala subconsciously passed by. The two of them stopped stiffly in the air.

Finally, she spoke first: "Did you bring the kite back for me?" Yang Jian's eyes flashed: "Bring it back." As soon as Hua Shang finished speaking, she came in and handed over the kite of Jinyu. Garo took a look and it was the one before. It seemed that Chen Yueyi didn't win the bet.

"Why did you walk to the martial arts training ground and don't go in to find me?" Yang Jian asked with a tentative intention. Gala suddenly raised his head, staring at him with bright eyes, and swallowed quietly when he reached his mouth, but just smiled faintly: "You are busy, I won't affect you when I go in." Yang Jian smiled and said to her: "Miss He comes to me today, do you know?" Gala nodded: "I heard."

"I don't mean anything to her, don't get me wrong." He explained. "Then she often enters the palace, so He Shoujie should misunderstand." Yang Jian nodded: "Galao, you know why I get close to Chen Yueyi, just to weigh Qin Tai. Peng Kang has been trying hard to weaken the power of the vassal kings recently, and I have been continuing King Lu and others."

"Rise up a rebellion?" Garo exclaimed. Yang Jian shook his head heavily: "No. Clear the king's side." The letters sent by Mr. Peng Degong to Sun Qi all said that Peng Kang was very lucky to be Guan Bo. Guan Bo Su was not used to the vassal kings. He had long regarded it as a thorn in his eyes and wanted to deal with it quickly.

Now the order to conscription of the vassal kings has been rejected. I heard that it will soon be weakened. The central government will not allocate funds to the finance department, but requires nearly half of the local taxes. If this continues, the power of the vassal kings will inevitably be weakened. If he does not rebel, he will have no chance to sit in the throne of Peng Kang.
Chapter completed!