Gala held her and stood up, sat beside her, and took the sachet in her hand: "How did you embroider the plum blossoms? Have you never liked peonies?" Hua Shang bit her lower lip and lowered her head. Gala's eyes fell on the paper beside her hand, and she took it over and was about to open it. Hua Shang screamed and held her hand. Gala looked at her: "What's wrong?" "This..." Her face suddenly turned red: "This is not mine." "Whose that belongs to that?" Gala asked.

"Yes, it was Kou Ping who asked me to embroider a sachet for him." Hua Shang whispered, shyly flying up to her eyebrows, and it was red from her forehead to her neck. Garo looked at her and opened the letter with a low smile. Li Bing The two words Li Bing suddenly entered her eyes, shocking the old things about the old. That year, Kou Li Bing followed Sun Qi on a vibrant and cheered for him to come back. Hua Shang stood on the city tower and shouted to wait for him to come back. Such a blooming Hua Shang, such a Hua Shang who vented her passionate emotions to everyone. Kou Li Bing turned around on the horse's back, depicted his lips, and told her: "Wait for me to come back!"

Later... Garo raised his head and stood up, his eyes were unbearable, and the indescribable pain choked on her throat. She felt Hua Shang's pain, the unventilated sobbing sadness and despair. "Madam?" Hua Shang was puzzled. Garo couldn't bear to let her see her sadness, so he raised his head and turned sideways and took a deep breath. "It's okay." She turned her head and smiled. Garo looked at her red eyes: "But Madam, you..." "The wind is confusing your eyes."

She said softly, pulling her to sit down. Hua Shang looked at the window suspiciously. She just now, she closed the window because the wind was blowing. Why did there be wind? Hua Shang was surprised and didn't force her to ask. She just sat next to her and watched her pick up the serious sachet she embroidered. "Is it good?" she asked. Gala looked carefully and answered, "It looks good." She just gave a pause: "Who is this Li Bing?"

Although she knew Li Bing, she didn't understand how they started. She did not participate in Hua Shang's love. "Madam, don't blame me if you hear it." Hua Shang lowered her head and said with a smile. Gala nodded and listened to her carefully stating everything, but at the end she said: "I just think his handwriting is very good, so I did it for him." It turned out that this was how it started. Gala could naturally feel her appreciation. But, do you still have to let her repeat the same mistakes?

"By the way, madam, what are you asking for me?" Hua Shang suddenly asked. Gala was stunned and suddenly forgot what happened. She thought for a long time before remembering: "I just ate a few nuts and thought it was good. I think you taste the same as me, I should like it." Hua Shang's eyes lit up: "How did Madam know I'm hungry?" Gala smiled and asked Wenyuan to come in. These things were sent by Yang Jian today by Zhang Cang, because she was prone to hair loss recently. Sun Simiao said that eating some nuts would be better, so Yang Jian remembered that he sent someone to deliver them this afternoon.

Hua Shang put down the sachet, picked up the walnuts and crushed them with tongs. The thin little foam was placed in her hand and blown away the shell and handed it on: "Give it!" If she had something good, the first portion was always delivered to Gala's mouth no matter what it was. It was like this in thirty years of previous life, but it was still like this in this life. Gala smiled softly at her, caressed her hair and said softly: "I just got full, you can eat it." "Hmm." Hua Shang was extremely happy, touched her belly, turned her head and covered her mouth to swallow all the walnuts in one breath.

Gala sat beside her and picked up the sachet. The sachet was not yet formed, but it had just started embroidering, but it had already embroidered the color of the whole side. It was not easy to do it in just half a day. The most rare thing was the exquisite embroidery. The cold plum blossoms were blooming or budding, or showed half of the face, with different shapes and thick inks. Gala thought about it and took the needle and thread to embroider her. Wen Yuan saw it and hurriedly stopped it, saying, "Madam, you are pregnant now, don't dare to move the needle and thread scissors." When he spoke, Hua Shang also paid attention, looking at her with some nervousness and regret. She was afraid that she would delay her wife because of her own affairs.

Galo used a pillow to scrub his head, looked at me and smiled gently, "What's the matter? It's because you're too nervous about me." As she said that, a plum blossom that was about to bloom had already formed a thick hook. She said while embroidering it: "This child is now over five months old, and he is well-behaved all day long, so he has been safe. You worry about me so much every day, so I can't sit or lie down properly." "But..." Wen Yuan wanted to move Yang Jian out, but intuition she didn't want to disturb the lady's good mood at this time. She had been waiting by her for a while, and she didn't feel overwhelmed by the gentle and leisurely feeling on her wife.

She never scolded the palace servants easily, and did not strictly demand everyone. Instead, she was considerate and accommodated everything. Wen Yuan and others were grateful from the bottom of their hearts for serving such a mistress, so they thought about her in everything. "Okay." Garo smiled and said, "You go out, I'll talk to Hua Shang for a while." "Yes." Wen Yuan nodded and saluted. When he went out, he couldn't help but look at Hua Shang. Their eyes were temporarily stuck in the air for a while, and both fell on the sachet.

Hua Shang nodded, saying that she would persuade her wife. She quickly swallowed the walnuts and was about to grab the things from Gala's hand, but she never wanted to be blocked by her: "Eat yours." "Madam!" Hua Shang hummed, a little anxious. Gala then put down the needle and thread, waved her over with a smile. "Hua Shang." She asked with a smile: "Do you like this Li Bing?" She said a little straightforwardly, and Hua Shang's face turned red. "I just think he is well written." She said noddedly, and then raised her head suddenly: "I will stay by my wife's side for the rest of my life!"

This slightly childish promise made Gala feel warm, but it also hit hard. Hua Shang, who had been by her for the rest of her life, was so pitiful and lonely. If Gala had any worries now, one was a child and the other was Hua Shang. She thought about it and changed the words: "Hua Shang, have you ever thought about what kind of man you will find in the future?" "Ah!" Hua Shang looked back and was stunned, looking dull, and shook his head down for a long time. "A great hero, does Feng Xia want you to marry you?" Gala asked.

She asked sincerely, and she really had the ability to accomplish this. Yang Jian had many founding heroes and young talents under him. She could avoid those who died prematurely in her previous life and pave the way for Hua Shang's future. However... before doing all this, she had to listen to her thoughts first. "How is it?" After a long time, Gala couldn't help but urged her to ask.                                                                                                                                                                                                               �

Even if he is a peddler, I will marry. If I don’t, I will not marry even if I am an emperor, general, and minister!" A gentle voice sounded in the lonely room, but was full of strength and determination. Gala couldn’t help but smile. She could suddenly understand Hua Shang’s persistence and determination in her previous life. What kind of man can match her Hua Shang? "Okay." Gala smiled and said, "I will pay attention to you." She said Hua Shang’s face red again with one sentence. She hurriedly stood up and supported Gala’s hand and sent her out.

When he left the door, Gala called Wenyuan: "Go to Mr. Sun's place tomorrow to find Kou Libing." Wenyuan asked: "I wonder what position this lord has?" What did Libing do back then? Gala narrowed his eyes and thought for a while but didn't remember it, so he had to say, "Go and ask." Wenyuan bowed his head and retreated. Gala walked alone under the long corridor, a vine of wisteria was blooming brightly. Tonight, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the breeze was floating slowly.

She stood under the moon for a long time, and the silver-white moon shone a faint silver light on her. At this moment, she was so beautiful that she didn't dare to look directly at her. The next day, Garo deliberately gave Hua Shang a day off. Wen Yuan came back in the afternoon to report: "Madam, Kou Wenshu is not in the government office today. I heard that he was summoned by the King of Sui." Garo put down the book and looked back at her. Wen Yuan said again: "I heard that Mr. Sun admired Kou Wenshu very much and tried his best to promote it to the King of Sui." You say things are often like this, but they are developing along the track it was decided by.

If Kou Li Bing had been a small clerk all his life and was not valued by Yang Jian and Sun Qi, then he might not have to put on his neck and die in the battlefield. But how can there be so many ifs in life? Gala sighed unconsciously: "I know, you go back." "Yes." The child in his belly seemed to feel the fluctuations of his mother's emotions and moved heavily. Gala touched it and asked softly: "Are you awake?" This child always sleeps during the day and only starts to be active when it is approaching the early morning hours at night. He doesn't know who he looks like.

Garo said, "My mother is very worried about you, Aunt Huashang, when she is close." She wondered whether to stop Huashang and Li Bing from meeting? If Huashang had not seen Li Bing, would everything be different? But would this be what Huashang wanted? Gaross acted decisively and did not hesitate even on Yang Jian and her own affairs. She would not regret it if she was hurt all over her body. But if she really let go, Yang Jian would be eradicated in her heart. But only on Huashang, she was hesitant to do things.

The child didn't understand his mother's mind at all. He just knocked for a moment and calmed down. Perhaps this was the greatest power for him. Now it had to store its strength and wait for the next time to wake up. But Wen Yuan said that the door was closed and asked the palace servants who were guarding the door to wake up. She also wanted to go to Mr. Mo to get medicine. She was walking out of the palace gate and saw someone at the door arguing. "What's the matter of arguing?" Wen Yuan stepped forward and asked, his face unhappy. "Aunt!" Huangmen immediately saluted when he saw her.

Wen Yuan's eyes fell on the woman beside him, and the person who came was wearing a purple skirt, who was in his thirties, holding his hair on the flying sky, dressed up with a sad face. The two maids following her followed had the word Qin engraved on the umbrellas in their hands. Wen Yuan frowned and thought, and probably knew who it was. She quickly leaned over and saluted: "The maid Wen Yuan greeted Mrs. Qin." "Get up quickly." Mrs. Qin helped her up.
Chapter completed!