"Madam, don't worry. The young prince is now being taken by a wet nurse in the side palace of the wife. I will order someone to bring him here." Yu Shiji said. After he said that, Hua Shang shook his head and said, "Madam, you are not well yet, so you should take a rest. If you are tired and sick, it will not be better."

She was really worried about her wife's recent body. After pregnancy, she was not only not plump but also thin. The gold bracelet on her arm was empty and hung so hard that it made her feel so sad. Garo shook her head and pulled her hand to comfort her: "It's okay, I'm just looking at him, and I'm not tired."

Hua Shang sighed indecisively. The lady seemed gentle, like a handful of clear water, but in fact she was soft on the outside and hard on the inside. If her decision was made, she would not change easily. What's more, the child was replaced by her desperate attempt.

Hua Shang didn't say much, but asked someone to bring in an extra basin of hot charcoal and warm the room that had been blown in by the cold wind just now, so that the lady would not be cold, and the young prince would not be afraid of coming.

Yu Shiji came out of her hall and quickly asked someone to inform the King of Sui. While asking the wet nurse to carry the prince over to his wife, he went to the ear room to scooped a cup of hot tea and drove away the cold air. Then he spat in the room. Li Bing was guarding the door, and when he saw him coming out, he hurried forward, bowed his head and bowed, "Master General."

Yu Shiji raised his eyelids and snorted coldly: "Is there anything?" Li Bing had been outside the door for three or four hours. Now when his wife woke up, everyone was in a good mood and dared to come forward to talk. He lowered his head and rubbed his hands and approached him. The unique voice of Jinwu Guard said hoarsely: "Thank you for your hard work, but if the general manager had not come forward in person, this matter would not have been done."

As he said that, he took out two golden gold from his narrow sleeves and stuffed it into his hand. Yu Shiji picked up his eyes and grinned slightly: "After saying that, what's the matter?" Li Bing lowered his voice and smiled: "My elder brother is guarding outside the palace gate, and he is waiting to come in to pay homage to his wife, hoping that the general manager will do it well."

Pei Ju and Yu Shiji wiped his lips, his eyes rolled, and his heart was already thinking deeply. "Madam has just woken up now, so how can I have the energy to summon foreign ministers? If the King of Sui knows, I won't eat me!" When he said that, his voice suddenly increased, and his face darkened, as if Li Bing was ungrateful.

Li Bing didn't know that he turned against him so quickly, and he didn't dare to offend him. He said anxiously: "It's just for the sake of the girl whom my brother found last night, but he still couldn't find it! He was so panicked that he came to ask for his wife." It was better if he couldn't find it! Yu Shiji said in his heart, "I'll tell you the truth."

Yu Shiji hooked his finger and called him over, lowered his voice and said, "I told you the truth. That person is in bad health. Now no one can quarrel at her to rest, if I startle her for your affairs in private, the King of Sui will find out, we will all have to be buried with you!"

"Yes, I can draw the fan girl and my brother..." "What kind of fan girl!" Yu Shiji lowered his face: "I'm already out, what does it have to do with my wife! I've said that, you can do it."

He turned around and wanted to leave. Li Bing knelt down behind him, kowtowing and crying in pain: "Sir, please help me! If the girl in the painting fan has any good fortune, how can he live?" Yu Shiji lowered his head and spat, wishing that the fan was not good, so how could he help.

"If my wife cannot meet the foreign minister, can I let me see you?" Li Bing shouted and beat her chest and stamped her feet. Yu Shiji completely pulled her face, and left without looking back. Li Bing cried so hard that he couldn't accept such an ending. How could the two people be like this?

Seeing that brother's appearance, three souls had lost two souls. Oh! It's a sin! He didn't know what to do. Looking at Yu Shiji's figure getting farther and farther away, he stood up and leaned under the tree and cried in a mess. He didn't notice that Hua Shang was standing in the corridor with medicine not far away, holding the medicine, and taking in his eyes everything.

Yu Shiji stood outside the door and put the gold into his bag, then tidied up his sleeves before watching the palace maid open the door. As soon as the door opened, the wet nurse was sending the little lady into the wife's arms. "Close the door quickly." Garo hugged the child, turned around and whispered. Yu Shiji looked at her flatteringly and smiled, and hurriedly asked someone to close the door. Garo's thoughts were all on the child at this moment.

She looked at her son in her arms carefully and said to the wet nurse: "It seems a bit yellow." "Madam is clear." The wet nurse smiled and said, "The miraculous doctor said it was jaundice, but it doesn't matter. It can be cured." "Is it serious?" She touched the child's sparse yellow hair and asked worriedly.

The child was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, and he had no idea that he had returned to his mother's arms. He had been hugged like this in his life. He had never reminisced about it once when he grew up. He could only seek this warm conversion through the memories of the wet nurse. The wet nurse smiled and said to her: "It's not serious, it's not a problem."

Gala felt a little relieved. She looked at the child gently, shook her lightly, and her eyes were reluctant to leave him for a long time. Yu Shiji leaned over to look at the child, looked at Gala again, and said with a smile: "Madam, the little prince looks a little similar to the King of Sui, but it looks like the lady's delicacy between her eyebrows."

"Is that?" Garo reached out to touch his eyebrows. The child couldn't tell if he didn't open his eyes. The eyebrows were sparse and nothing. Her tentacles were cold, and there was still cold sweat on her back, but she forced herself to make no one to see them. Yu Shiji accompanied her side and continued to smile: "Madam, don't know, the King of Sui has given the little prince a good name."

"Ah?" Gala asked in surprise. Just as he was about to ask what it was, the child turned his head slightly, wriggled his lips slightly, and slowly opened his eyes. That glance was like a small boat carried by stars, full of countless first and first encounters.

During that long river of time, she experienced sorrow for a lifetime, and finally just wanted to meet him. She looked down at him. He looked up at her with her head raised. "You are so young." Her eyes were filled with tears without realizing it, and she couldn't see his cute face clearly. The prince seemed to be hungry, constantly arching on her chest.

"Madam, give me the prince." The wet nurse stepped forward and said. Garo held back his tears and sent the child into her arms, turned around and wiped the tears away. He turned his head and saw that the child had already eaten milk in the wet nurse's arms with satisfaction. There was a sound outside the door, and Yu Shiji seemed to hear the sound and turned his head. It was Yang Jian.

"Why is the King of Sui back?" Yu Shiji hurriedly welcomed him out. Yang Jian came in with a cold air, and while the door was pulled open, his eyes were tightly locked on her. "Galao, are you awake?" He fell down and heard that she was awake on the way back. Gala nodded and his eyes fell on the child again.

Her world is too small to squeeze too many people. The child has little appetite. After eating, Yang Jian carried him into her arms. It seemed that he felt the familiar smell. The young prince seemed to be looking for Yang Jian. Yang Jian said: "Galao, his name is A Guang." "Yang Guang." He repeated these three names.

Galo grinned: "Guang, A Guang..." She called in a low voice, turned her head and said to him with satisfaction: "This name is really good." Yang Jian carefully hugged the mother and son into his arms. "Madam! Madam!" A shout suddenly came from outside the door.

Xiao Aguang was shocked and cried loudly in her arms. Garo hurried to coax him. Aguang was still crying non-stop. She had no choice but to look at him anxiously. Yang Jian carried him into her arms and coaxed him up and down in a low voice. Yu Shiji looked at his kind fatherly side in fear, with horror in his eyes.

"You're not going to beat someone to death!" Yang Jian took the time to glar fiercely. Yu Shiji hurriedly got up from the ground and opened the door. The Jinwu Guard rushed in outside the door. Yu Shiji stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes gloomy: "You haven't pulled Li Bing out and beat him to death!" As he pulled, Hua Shang walked from the corridor. "Slow!"

Hua Shang approached and pressed Li Bing's shoulder with one hand, and protected him with the other. Li Bing trembled in fear, and shouted: "Girl." Yu Shiji frowned and looked up at the woman in front of him with time: "This is what the King of Sui means! Hua Shang, you dare to stop him!"

"I dare not." Hua Shang lowered his head and lowered his eyes slightly, then stood up and looked at him and smiled: "Everything has its beginning and end. Hua Shang dares not stop him wherever he is to restrain others." She changed her tone: "It's just that adults should know that Li Bing is from this palace. If the second adults want to restrain others here, they have to ask the wife what she means.

Could it be that the Lord doesn't take his wife seriously at all?" Ignoring the emperor is a serious crime. Even Yu Shiji can't hold his head up even if he wears a big hat. A year ago, he chose Hua Shang to enter the palace to serve his wife. The trembling girl is now neither humble nor arrogant, and dares to confront him.

No, Yu Shiji shook his head, no, it is better to say that she is standing behind her wife. She is afraid of being a mouse, and he has to give Hua Shang some face. Thinking of this, Yu Shiji looked up again with a seven-point smile. He took a step forward and smiled, "It is not my original intention to capture Li Bing, but the King of Sui.

Yu Shiji respected his wife, but now Li Bing has disturbed the King of Sui, and this crime has to be punished. I will take Li Bing down and return it when the King of Sui leaves?" As long as Li Bing falls into his hands, he can turn the confession. At that time, no matter how the wife interrogates, the King of Sui can leave it clean.

"Come on!" "Yes!" At some point outside the door, a personal soldier who had stood slapped his sword and stood with his fists. Yu Shiji raised his hand high: "Prepare Li Bing and take care of him." "Yes." The soldier responded.

Li Bing was panicked and hurriedly grabbed Hua Shang's trousers and cried: "Girl, girl, please let me meet my wife for the sake of the girl Hua Fan! It's dangerous for the girl Hua Fan!" The soldiers were about to pull him down, and he struggled to resist. Hua Shang watched him as he was almost dragged down, and gritted his teeth and stepped forward.

"Girl." Yu Shiji called her behind her. Hua Shang stopped. "The King of Sui is inside." He walked behind her and said in a low voice that everyone could not hear. He chose to protect a small Jinwu Guard, and for this, offend the Lord, and do his best to follow the flow and make personal favors. "The girl is a smart person, and I believe she should know the truth."

Yu Shiji smiled. Hua Shang turned pale and looked at Li Bing with pain. Tonight, the moon was floating and snow was heavy. That night, Sister Hua Fan's face continued to appear in front of her with shyness and regret. After spending more than a year together, Hua Fan's dedication to the wife's dedication and responsibility, as well as the wife's sisterhood, Hua Shang raised her head and looked at the full moon in the sky, with a look of firmness in her eyes.

Yu Shiji thought to himself that it was not good and quickly said, "Don't be ungrateful, I'm all for you. If the painting fan comes back, will you still have the current status here? But if the painting fan comes back, I'm afraid you are nothing in the eyes of the wife. Who in the palace will give you face! Offend the Sui King..."

Yu Shiji looked at Hua Shang and knelt down, bowed inside and then. The little prince's crying kept coming from the door, and the small wooden door covered with paper with dark yellow light. "Hua Shang!" Yu Shiji was furious and furious. Hua Shang bowed his head and stood up, with a firmness that he had never felt before: "Madam! Li Bing has important things to report, it is related to Sister Huasan, and I hope the wife will ask about it personally!"

Gala's eyes slowly moved from the little prince to the wooden door, and opened his mouth: "Come." The palace maid responded and leaned forward. What was she asking? Yang Jian hugged the child and frowned slightly: "Gala."

Yang Jian's tone was displeased. He was unwilling to disturb the harmony between the couple for an irrelevant person. Moreover, Gala was still ill. Gala looked back at him, but said to the palace maid word by word: "I want someone to pull Li Bing in, I want to ask myself." "I don't agree." Yang Jian's voice suddenly became loud.

The child's emotions had just calmed down immediately exploded, and his pink mouth was squirming in his arms. Yang Jian felt distressed and quickly coaxed him down, while looking up and asking her with a reprimanding look: "Gala, do you have to do this? Is A Guang more important than painting a fan?" "Picture a fan is also important." Gala said. "Okay."

Yang Jian did not want to have a head-on conflict with her. Now, as long as she is concerned about her issues, he is willing to spend more time solving them. He said: "Galao, A Guang is crying so hard. Let Li Bing go down first. After he goes to bed later, ask questions carefully. Do you think so?"

OK? Gala didn't know if Huafan would never see him again in this life. Was that nightmare really her foreseeable night? Was Huafan still alive at this moment? She took a breath: "King of Sui, let me meet Li Bing."

At her request, Yang Jian's face gradually calmed down, and a low air conditioning filled the surroundings. Seeing this, the wet nurse hurried forward to take A Guang. A Guang's child was crying and his face was red. "Galao, do you really want this?" Yang Jian asked.

Gala stood up slowly and looked at him: "King of Sui, she is very important to me!" "Even if she speaks rudely to you, it will cause you to have difficulty giving birth!" He scolded, his eyes filled with a strong murderous intent. Then she had difficulty giving birth, and pots of blood were taken out of the house and passing by him. How could such a small person shed so much blood on her body?

He still couldn't tolerate that terrible scene. As long as Yang Jian was alive for one day, Gala would accompany him in the world for one day. If he died early in the future, Gala should also accompany him to the underworld! His love is more persistent and crazier than any person, with an impulse of destruction!

Gala shook her head and stood up from above. She was in poor health, and she was still shaking and was still sitting in confinement, which was even more difficult. Seeing all this in Yang Jian's eyes, her eyes became deeper and deeper, and her murderous intent became heavier. "Madam!" He scolded him sternly. Deeper, he hated Gala who was out of his control.

Gala walked forward step by step and stood in front of him and asked, "How was the King of Sui?" There was a deep sadness in her eyes. Yang Jian closed her eyes: "I have never treated her." "Okay." Gala smiled faintly: "Come!" She leaned against Yang Jian and was shaking: "Bring Li Bing in!"

The palace maid was extremely frightened and hurriedly knelt down at Yang Jian. Yang Jian stood tall and half hugged Gala. A light flashed in her eyes: "Gala, you have to believe that I have never done anything to the painting fan." "Okay." Gala said: "Then I want to meet Li Bing and ask myself." She was a rare insistence. Yang Jian took a deep breath and nodded with a smile: "Open the door."

The wooden door was pushed open and rode the starry sky all over the sky, shining in the dark of the night, the moonlight and night color were so gentle and charming, and so hidden murderous intent. Yu Shiji, Hua Shang, Li Bing who was pressed, and the personal soldiers holding the sword appeared in front of them one by one. Gala's eyes had just fallen on Li Bing.

Li Bing was overjoyed: "Madam!" He shouted with excitement, struggling to break away from the soldier's cold blade. "Ah--" A bloody color spread into the air, and screamed miserably. Li Bing covered his neck in disbelief and reached out to her with a sloppy step, one, two, three steps... dripping blood, hesitating, and the last look on his face with death.

Garo watched Li Bing fall down with his own eyes, and then died in front of her with convulsions. She pointed to the people on the ground, and her accusing eyes looked at Yang Jian with a sarcastic sense. The personal soldiers were holding swords outside and worshiping: "King of Sui, Madam, my subordinates deserve to die. It was just that the thief suddenly moved..."

He was not at all wrong in this situation. "This..." Yu Shiji's eyes turned: "Madam, this is just an accident." "Accident?" Garo smiled, accumulated all his strength, and pushed him away: "You are such a terrible person!" Yang Jian turned his face cold.

Seeing this, Yu Shiji hurriedly knelt down: "It's not the King of Sui, but the ministers and others didn't notice it. Madam must take care of themselves!" Gala looked up and laughed, with a sad smile. She cried and said, "King of Sui, my King of Sui! I, Gala, have never asked you for a single time in this life, but this time I beg you to let go of the painting fan!"

With a thud, her knees fell to the ground. Yang Jian's face was extremely hard to see! People said that the closest relatives and far away helped her up, and she did not want to be a couple with him in this life? Yang Jian stared at her tightly. A chill spread and rolled in his heart. For a mere painting fan, she dared to doubt him! Yang Jian took a deep breath.
Chapter completed!