The family order personally led the way and told everyone in Nanxun Hall to serve them happily, and the nanny and maid in the hall treated Gala respectfully and thoroughly.

Washing and bathing that night was a luxury compared to being simple on the way.

Gala temporarily put aside his speculation and worries, was served with them with peace of mind, bathed in a comb, and felt comfortable for a long time.

Yang Jian didn't move that night, and the same was true the next day. Yu Shiji said that there were too many trivial matters in the capital.

This time, when we negotiated peace with Xiliang, Xiao Cong led his army to withdraw from Huyang Pass, the Ministry of Revenue also needed to raise more than 10,000 silver coins. The area around Huyang Pass also needed to make every effort to strengthen the border defense. Yang Jian was in Jianzhang Palace, and the court officials in the Jiade Hall were busy, so busy that they were not touching the ground. Even Yu Shiji was particularly busy. He occasionally took time to see Gala, and only advised her not to be afraid.

Gala was not afraid.

While traveling and staying together, although Yang Jian was fierce and cold, she could see some of his temperament. This arrangement should be for the sake of the longevity lock, and she also saw a turning point - her father's whereabouts are still unknown, and Huainan's grandmother's situation is worrying. She failed to go deep into the capital of Xiliang, but she did not intend to give up.

The Western Liang and the Western Hu are eyeing each other, which should be an important treasure hidden in the Longevity Lock.

This is her only hope.

That night, on the beginning of the new moon, Gala stood in the corridor and breeze after dinner. He suddenly saw the familiar figure coming from a distance and hurriedly met him.

After a few days of sight, Yang Jian lost weight, his face was very tired, but his figure was still tall and strong. The emperor's crown and clothes were luxurious and majestic, with gold cloud patterns on his black brocade, all kinds of jewelry around his waist, and his hair was tied with black gold crowns on his head. He must have returned from the palace.

Seeing Gala, Yang Jian paused and said, "Have you eaten?"

"Go back to Your Highness, I've used it." Garo approached and saluted and smelled a faint smell of alcohol.

“Enter the house.”

Gala followed him in, and the maid in the hall left obediently and brought him to the door.

This Nanxun Hall has been renovated several times. Because the emperor had previously liked luxury, the interior decorations were mostly famous. Next to the water jar with lotus leaves was a floor-standing candlestick, which was about half a person tall, and was arranged in a staggered manner. It was lit at night. The candlestick was magnificent, and the water surface was floating in gold, which was very gorgeous.

Yang Jian had been to Nanxun Palace before, and when he saw this thing, he couldn't help but walk over.

Turning back, he saw Gala following behind, standing next to the water jar. Under the reflection of candlelight, her bright eyes and white teeth, her face and willow eyebrows, her red dress drags on the ground, her white jade half-armed, her ears are set against her, her hair is tilted, her red lips are as delicate as rouge, and her cherry is exquisite and beautiful.

It adds a bit of charm than when I was in Huainan before.

Yang Jian looked at her without saying anything, his bright eyes were just wandering on her face.

Gala felt quite uncomfortable and broke his silence, "Your Highness, do you have an order to keep me here?"

After a moment of delay, Yang Jian coughed lightly and said, "Live here in the future. You are not allowed to go out without my permission."

Gala was stunned, "Why?" After being slightly stunned, he reacted and couldn't help but laugh at himself: "Yes, I should be in the hands of the Xihu people at this time. There are often foreign people in the capital, and it is indeed inconvenient to show up in public. However, the matter of the Long Life Lock has not been clarified. Your Highness arranged for me to stay here, so it is afraid...it will be difficult to help."

"What are you going to check?" Yang Jian leaned over and asked.

As the alcohol approached, Gala felt that something was wrong with Yang Jian tonight, and subconsciously hid backwards, "The Lock of Longevity is my mother's relic, probably from my grandmother, she should know the reason. So, can your Highness allow me to go to Huainan, or find out the inside story?"

"This reason is very clumsy." Yang Jian sat by the table, pouring tea himself, "I will not send anyone to escort him."

"But Xiliang can find out my life experience, but may not know the Gao family in Huainan. If they found my grandmother first, things might not be good." Gala looked at his expression carefully, and saw that he was not angry, he plucked up his courage and said, "In fact, your highness can also send someone to pick up my grandmother into the capital."

"This matter is easy to handle. But Gala——" Yang Jian looked at her with a bad tone, "The father has a life, and everything related to the Gao family in Huainan needs to be reported. Recently, the father is busy with court affairs and has no time to settle old accounts. Do you want me to remind me?"

"What's more, your mother was not born to Mrs. Gao, so don't even think about spoiling me."

His tone was plain, but Gala was slightly shocked and said hurriedly: "Your Highness misunderstood! I just want to find out where the Longevity Lock comes from."

"You originally meant that the mystery of the Longevity Lock was only solved by your grandmother, so I need to worry about it, right?" Yang Jian pointed out her plan.

Gala hurriedly said he didn't dare.

Yang Jian didn't care. Seeing that she was standing far away from him, he frowned and said, "Sit."

Gala responded to his order and sat down from a distance across the table. Seeing that Yang Jian's cup was hollow, he added tea with diligence.

She was cautious in her movements and her attitude was cautious, as if she was afraid that she would anger him if she was not careful.

Yang Jian looked at her and suddenly said, "Are you afraid of me?"

"Your Highness is dignified and noble, and is awesome."

"I am afraid of my noble status because of my fear of liquidating the old accounts?" Seeing Gala lowering his eyes, Yang Jian laughed at himself and said seriously: "The revenge of killing brother is indeed irreconcilable. But I will not take my anger on you for your elders."

Gala was slightly surprised, and his eyes suddenly turned bright, "What does your Highness mean?"

"I have promised to take care of your grandmother, and I will not go back on my promise."

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Garo was overjoyed and asked again: "What about my father's news?"

"Han Qinhu is in Wenbei. Xiao Cong withdrew from Huyang Pass, it will be easier to find out the news."

This arrangement was really beyond Gala's expectations. On that day, she had pleaded for her father and grandmother. Although Yang Jian agreed at that time, Gala always felt that with his hatred for the Gao family and the Dugu family, she had little hope for this matter. Even if Yu Shiji mentioned this matter, she did not have much hope.

Who would have thought that Yang Jian would actually practice it?

She looked at Yang Jian and gradually felt guilty again, "Your Highness is generous and keeping his promises is my villain's heart."

Yang Jian curled his lips and asked her to take out the longevity lock for him to take a closer look.

Gala passed by him as he was ordered. With the candlelight, his handsome eyebrows were illuminated clearly, his outline was as cold as before, but his expression was gentler than usual. He looked focused, his brows were slightly frowning, obviously thinking, like countless nights of handling official duties. Yang Jian was respectful, and he was not like the vicious and evil spirits in the past—

If it weren't for the steel needle that time, he wouldn't treat her too badly.

Gala looked at him and was slightly ecstatic.

After a while, Yang Jian returned the Long Life Lock, "This phoenix brushwork is special and needs to be traced back from the book. Someone will send the book tomorrow, so you can read it carefully."

"Don't worry, Your Highness." Gala immediately responded.

Yang Jian no longer delayed and got up and wanted to walk, but he shook his head and stood firmly on the edge of the table.

When he turned around, he saw Galaxu stretching out his hands to support him, and quickly retracted.

Yang Jian's smile flew away, "Is there anything else?"

"While that day on the way to Xiliang, Hua Shang and I were separated and have never seen each other again. Can Your Highness be sure that I can meet Hua Shang?"

"good."

The ink-colored long gown gradually faded away, and the lights in the corridors were brightly lit, pulling his slender back.

Gala stood in front of the door and only turned around until Yang Jian walked away before turning into the house. His nervousness and worries faded away. This glorious palace was no longer as depressed as before. She sat at Zhu Jing for a long time and fell asleep with a smile.

Hua Shang was indeed taken to Jianzhang Palace and stayed in Nanxun Palace to accompany Gala according to Yang Jian's oral order.

At that time, Gala came out of the pile of books, and saw Hua Shang, and was very happy. When talking about his experience after parting, he was glad to have a lifetime of disaster. With Hua Shang by his side, Gala did not need to worry too much about everything, so he devoted himself to the pile of paper.

Yang Jian took the time to come over twice, and in addition to ordering people to prepare all daily necessities for Gala, he also helped to read out several books.

However, the vast sea of ​​books is full of books and there are very few records about foreign races. It is not easy to find this unique phoenix.

Gala gained nothing for three consecutive days. In addition to being depressed, he went to the nearby place to relax.

The palaces in Jianzhang Palace are continuous, and although they are magnificent and majestic, there are not many scenery besides the usual green willow pavilions outside the guest house. Moreover, because the family is diligent and careful in taking care of the temple, the flowers and trees are prosperous, but they are built in a regular manner. Although they do not lose the majesty of Jianzhang Palace, they lose their natural interest. Gala has lived in Huainan for a long time, wandering among the exquisite gardens all day long, facing the limited scenery on the side of the hall, which is really hard to gain interest.

April is coming to an end, the fragrance has faded, the sky is cloudy, the cool breeze is blowing, mixed with faint fragrance.

Gala walked slowly with the fragrance and gradually walked to the water.

This lake was obviously dug by manpower and covers a wide area. There are green trees in the distance, towers beside the water, and lotus flowers grow near the shore. At this time, the lotus leaves are green and stacked, and there are white ducks and ducks on the bottom of the leaves, which is an unexpected surprise.

Gala sat down by the water, broke his leaves and played in the water. He suddenly heard a sound of speaking approaching. When he looked up, he turned out to be Han Qinhu!

Han Qinhu was also stopping to look at her in surprise. The two of them stared at each other for a moment. Han Qinhu suddenly looked slightly dark and he walked towards Yang Jian's study.

In the study, Yang Jian was buried in the processing of documents.

——When you don’t need to meet officials in Jiade Hall to discuss matters, Yang Jian prefers to ask people to move the documents to Zhaowen Hall. Except for the close ministers of Jianzhang Palace, you don’t see others. You are pure and free, and you should think about it.

Han Qinhu went inside to bow and bow, and reported the important matter, but hesitated and refused to leave.

Yang Jian was surprised and raised his eyebrows and said, "Sir, have something else to do?"

"Just just passed by the lake, I saw Gala. As far as I know, after His Highness presented her to Xiao Cong that day, Xiao Cong had sent someone to escort her back to Xiliang, but I don't know why she was here?" He bowed respectfully to Yang Jian, and saw Yang Jian raise his eyebrows without saying a word, and said, "Is it because His Highness sent someone to rescue her again?"

"Women are not suitable for women to go to the place where tigers and wolves in Xiliang," said Yang Jian.

"But do you think about the consequences?" Han Qinhu held back all the way. Seeing that he was calm and did not care much, he said anxiously: "In Yunzhong City, Your Highness told Xiao Cong to use an iron fist to join forces with Meng Xu to attack inside and outside to force Xiao Cong to withdraw his troops. He took great effort to ask for Gala, which must be of great importance. If he learned that His Highness had made a comeback and robbed Gala, wouldn't he be angry? If there was another war on the border, how would His Highness explain to the Supreme Emperor?"

"Mr. I'm very worried. But Gala was robbed by Xihu. Xiao Cong wanted to find bad luck, so he should go to Xihu."

Han Qinhu was stunned and looked up at Yang Jian, and found that he actually smiled a little.

This expression is completely different from usual. Han Qinhu has followed King Hui for many years, and Yu Yangjian is also well aware of it.

Han Qinhu gradually became serious and bowed, "I dare to ask your highness if you feel compassion for Gala?" Seeing that Yang Jian had not denied it, his expression gradually changed. Finally, he raised the corner of his robe and knelt on his head, and said solemnly: "Your Highness, you must not!"

Yang Jian was taught by Mr. Su when he was young. After he asked him to let him go, Han Qinhu gave instructions. Although there were differences between king and minister, he often held the etiquette of his teacher. Seeing Han Qinhu performing heavy tribute, he couldn't help but reach out and help him up, saying, "Sir, please say something, why bother like this."

"On that day, Your Highness said that it was a shame for us to discuss peace with women. So outside Yunzhong City, when Your Highness ventured to rescue Gala, the empress did not advise much. But now the situation is clear. Xiao Cong asked Gala for it for a private matter and had nothing to do with national affairs. Why did Your Highness have to go all out to save her? Such a move is not worth the loss!" Han Qinhu was heartbroken, "Did Your Highness forget her identity!"

"The daughter of the Dugu family and the grandson of the Gao family have never forgotten it." Yang Jian said.

"Your Highness still remembers! Yesterday, the empress went to the palace to meet the Emperor. I heard that the Emperor had blamed His Highness for the Dugu family's affairs that day. Although I was foolish, I also knew that the majesty of the Tian family could not be violated. The Dugu family was domineering back then, and the Gao family even killed King Xin! Inside and outside the palace city, the Emperor, the imperial concubine, the princess, and even the old ministers of the Prince Hui's mansion, did not hate the Gao family to the core? Where did your Highness do this? Where did your trust in the king and where did your Supreme Emperor? If the Emperor learned about this, wouldn't there be a quarrel between the father and son?"

He was once the mentor of King Yang Shuang of Xin. After losing his beloved disciple, he felt extremely excited.

Yang Jian knew his mood, and held him in the chair beside him with both hands and said slowly: "I understand what sir means. I have never forgotten the revenge of the Gao family killing brother. But after all, Gala has nothing to do with this matter and should not be blamed."

"Your Highness! Impressed..."

"Sir, right and wrong have always been clear." Yang Jian interrupted him, "The emperor's brother was killed that day. The gentleman was heartbroken and said that the emperor's power was fighting. Even if the emperor hated his father deeply, he should not vent his anger with his nephew. He had his own right and no one could implicate others. Now that he was in a change of place, I really hated the Gao family, but what did I have to do with Gala?"
To be continued...