Hua Shang laughed, "The girl himself has no confidence in saying this. The man is very kind to the girl's house for no reason, and most of the time, he is a little selfish. What His Highness does is all about gratitude. Listening to the girl's words, he is now full of gratitude and appreciation for his talents and ambitions, right?"

Gala smiled and said, "I understand what you mean, because I am afraid that I will fall in love with Your Highness because of this, right?"

Hua Shang nodded in the window, with a slightly solemn expression.

Outside the window, Yang Jian stopped and stood under the corridor.

He had just returned to Jianzhang Palace from Luantai Temple tonight. He had already taken time to deal with the business at hand in the temple. After returning to his residence, he sat for a while and couldn't help but want to come to Nanxun Palace to take a look. So as usual, he found the Long Life Lock as an excuse and planned to disturb her openly.

When I entered the courtyard gate, I saw the lights in the side hall, but the windows in the house where Gala lived were open and the candlelight was bright, and I felt unconsciously happy.

He came suddenly and did not bring half of his followers. The maid outside did not notice it. Hua Shang was speaking seriously inside, and Yang Jian was walking without sound, so he never noticed it.

It was not until Yang Jian walked to the door that he heard the two of them talking. He could not help but stop.

After hearing Galo's words "I feel for your highness", he breathed a little and listened carefully.

Inside the window, Garo didn't know that there was still someone outside listening to the corner of the wall.

The night breeze was slightly cool, she supported herself and looked out, and saw the bananas moving in the wind. Several green bamboos beside the south wall were leaning against the red wall. The courtyard was empty and quiet, and only the lanterns under the corridor shone brightly, emitting a slight red light all over the yard.

The stars in the night sky are bright, and as we approach the sun, the moon is as round as a silver plate, full of light.

Such a good night still vaguely overlaps with the memories of the old diary.

That year in Huainan, my grandmother asked her about her attitude towards Li Bing. After returning to her residence, Hua Shang also mentioned this matter.

Gala regarded her as a half-mother, and was willing to tell her when she had something to do, so she said shyly. That sweet and joyful, shy and nervous mood, now looking back, it was like a different life, thinking of Li Bing's other marriage is even more sarcastic.

It’s like this star that is not last night. How can we compare to the past?

Gala curled his lips, "You are too worried. What is your identity? He is the only son of the Supreme Emperor today, the Crown Prince Jianzhang Palace. Where is me? The daughter of the Dugu family, the grandson of the Gao family. Even if your highness does not involve the old grudge, the Supreme Emperor hates the two palaces deeply. Your highness is so wise and wise that just by this, he will not be able to think that unless he is stupid. Although Your Highness is afraid of others, he is actually very kind. His care should only be pity for me and not hate me. Thank God for not letting him hate him."

"And as for me-" Gala held Hua Shang's hands, "I respect Your Highness, thank You for yourselves, and are willing to give him everything to repay him. Apart from that, there will be no thoughts."

"What the girl said is the truth?"

Gala nodded.

Hua Shang carefully identified her expression and sighed when she saw that she was not a fake.

"Miss, don't be surprised. When it comes to these things, I am worried about the girl and plan for the future. A person like His Highness is majestic, noble, talented and beautiful, and may be able to attract many daughters' hearts. What's more, his kindness to the girl is really deep. I just fear that the girl is still young, and if she is confused for a while, she will only suffer."

"Li Bing's affairs have been taught a long enough lesson. Now the future is uncertain, so I have no other thoughts." Gala lay back on the couch, "Besides, even if your highness pitys me for loneliness, how could the Supreme Princess in the palace allow me to be presumptuous? Qi Dafei Ou said that the old grudges alone are enough to make people embarrassed. I know this situation in my heart and will never be so confused. What's more,-"

Gala paused and shook his head.

What's more, Yang Jian was deeply thoughtful, moody, and his temperament was really elusive.

Of course he was very good when he was kind, but when he turned against him, he was as fast as flirting with books. The fierceness made people frightened. Like the steel needle-commanding confession on the way to the peace talks, she still felt scared, so that when she saw Yang Jian’s face sank, she felt like walking on thin ice.

In short, no matter how you look at it, you can respect, be grateful and repay Yang Jian, but you must never have any thoughts.

"What's more, your highness is fearful. I'm timid and dare not get close to you. So Hua Shang is willing to give up a hundred things. I haven't eaten the courage of the bear heart and leopard, and go and provoke that great god." Garo brought a coquettish tone and gave him a reassurance.

Hua Shang nodded, approached the edge of the bed, and held Gala in his arms.

The miserable girl, Hua Shang sighed secretly.

Outside the window, Yang Jian stood in the shadow next to the red pillar, slightly stunned.

He has been so worried about him for many years and is looking forward to meeting anyone. When he came, he felt vaguely happy. After hearing this, the corner of the wall was covered with cold water, which was cold from the top of his head to the soles of his feet.

Gala understood the meaning of the two, and she believed that he would not have evil intentions due to the pros and cons. And she, with the shadow of Li Bing and the grievances of her elders, would never be moved by him. What does she mean when she said he "looks afraid of people and makes people respectful"? Is he so fierce? Or is he treating her too fiercely?

Yang Jian recalled that he had been with him for the past few months, and except for the time he was a little fierce, he seemed to have never used her.

Besides, she was so sure that he would always weigh the pros and cons? If that were the case, outside Yunzhongcheng that night, he would have let Xihu rob her, and would not have tried his best to take her back from Xiao Cong, and then sent someone deep into the enemy's belly to find her father.

Yang Jian looked at the deserted banana leaves in the yard and the lights were gone, and suddenly felt very upset.

In the room, Gala and Hua Shang talked about the other things again. Yang Jian looked up at the dark sky, stopped staying, and silently climbed up the eaves.

Standing on the ridge, the wind robe rolled up, with a cool feeling.

Yang Jian became more and more busy, leaving early and returning late, without touching the ground.

The Buddhist rituals in Luantai Temple were held solemnly and solemnly. Yang Jian fasted for several days until the Buddhist rituals were completed, and he returned to Jianzhang Palace.

The affairs of the court were gradually sorted out. After the defeat, everything was in trouble. The father and son took over the world soon. It was time to set rules for the court officials. Many things needed to be done by themselves. In the past few days, a lot of affairs were accumulated. So from the Jiade Hall to the Hongwen Hall and then to the palace, they finally got all the affairs at hand clear after several days.

While busy, Yang Jian deliberately avoided Nanxun Palace, and even Zhan Qing reported the situation there, he did not ask in detail.

However, it is late at night and people are always reminded of the lights in Gala.

He took the opportunity to sort out the matter about Gala, and even Yang Jian himself was surprised.

When I saved her in the Buddhist temple, I glanced at her shockingly and thought that the little girl was very beautiful, especially her panicked but bright eyes, which were impressive. Later, when I met Huainan, I realized that she was the daughter of the Dugu family and the grandson of the Gao family. The malice of the Gao family was undoubtedly revealed when he first arrived in Huainan. So he thought, just take it seriously.

Looking at everyone in the Gao family with hostility, gradually found that she was slightly different from others-

She would try to help Ying'e when she was troubled. Even if she was just a cousin who was living under someone else's house, her grandmother was still the second wife, and she lived in the Gao family based on Gao Tanwei's affection. She would secretly look at him and secretly remove the ambush set up by several sons of the Gao family to avoid him being too embarrassed. She pursed her lips and smiled a little naughty when he avoided the trap. She even advised the Gao family cousin who took care of her the most, not to make things difficult for him.

Yang Jian was meticulous and had paid attention to these things. At that time, he had only been grateful for it for a moment, but now he found that his memory was clear and clear.

Although the scenery in Huainan is beautiful, it is full of Emperor Yong'an's minions, with malicious and difficult eyes everywhere.

Only she is like the sunlight entering through the gap, faint but bright.

He resisted her identity, but was greedy for her eyes and her inadvertent mischievous smile. The more he resisted, the easier it was to pay attention to, think about it, and then taste her benefits, and even look forward to meeting.

That contradictory emotion lingered him for a long time.

Until Huyang Pass was defeated, Gala appeared in front of him again, cautious and nervous. When the iron fan pressed against his throat, he was panicked and pitiful.

At that time, Yang Jian first entered Jianzhang Palace. Because his foundation was unstable and his dangers were everywhere, his family and country were in turmoil and he had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, he was covered in armor and was wary of everyone when he was trying to make plans.

Including to her.

Walking together and staying together for several crises, her unexpected calm attitude surprised him and gradually appreciated him.

Han Qinhu had advised her many times openly and secretly. With reason, Yang Jian knew very well that he would keep her harmless but not profitably, but he still couldn't bear to send her into a tiger-and-wolf land like Xiliang. Even in Zhaowen Hall, when she was crying silently, she knew that she would anger her father and old ministers, she still promised to rescue her father.

It turns out that some things in this world are difficult to control by reason, and she is like this to him.

It was also at that time that Yang Jian realized that he cared about her sorrows and joys.

I couldn't stand her crying, and I couldn't stand her going alone to the danger, but I wanted to protect her under my wings and shelter her from the wind and rain.

Even if there are many difficulties in the future.

Yang Jian sat cross-legged on the couch, with the lost jade pendant in front of him and the steel needle that had been pierced into his fingers. His mood was rolling and he was sleepless. He suddenly turned around and got downstairs, copied the black sword he used to, pushed the door out, and practiced the sword in front of the hall. He was not until he was tired that he lay back on the couch and fell asleep.

It was early June that Yang Jian stood outside Nanxun Hall again.

In midsummer, the weather is getting hotter and Gala is hiding in the pavilion in the courtyard to cool off.

The pavilion was simple to build, with wisteria planted on both sides, and the twisted branches climbed up. The lush leaves were like curtains, separating a cool world. She was wearing a smoky flower skirt, and the cuffs on her half arm were pushed to her elbows. On her white arms, the red coral bracelets were clearly distinguished.

On her side was Hua Shang, opposite Yu Shiji. The three of them sat around the table, and the whispered dog was placed on the table.

Fu Maogou faced Gala and lying warmly under Hua Shang's hands. Gala was carefully stretching his fingers to touch the soft fur on its head, smiling like a flower blooming in spring. The dog was gentle and allowed her to caress and stretched out her front paws. Yu Shiji took the opportunity to hold its front paws and handed it to Gala, asking her to pinch her soft flesh claws.

Galo touched it, and felt it was novel, so he pinched it with his finger.

Immediately, he looked at Yu Shiji with a smile and said it was interesting.

It's really... like family!

Yang Jian deliberately made his heavy steps forward. When the three of them heard the movement, they hurriedly got up to pay their respects.

Yu Shiji first noticed the bad things in Yang Jian's eyes. After saluting, he bowed and explained: "I will do this here and come here to see my cousin."

"Yeah." Yang Jian nodded, "Mr. Han is in Jiade Hall."

Yu Shiji agreed, "The subordinates surrendered."

When Yang Jian waited for him to leave, he reached out to rub Fu Mogou's body and looked at Gala, "Are you afraid?"

"It doesn't bite people. It's also fun to tease occasionally." Gala looked up at Yang Jian, and his smile was slightly restrained in his eyes, but it shone like the shimmering lake water in his heart. When he was idle, he was dressed up and decorated with red plums with red plums in his eyebrows, which set off his bright eyes and green eyebrows, making him look more beautiful. The smile on his beautiful face was light. She asked Hua Shang to serve tea in person and asked with anticipation: "Your Highness is here today, but for the Luantai Temple?"

"You can go tomorrow. You put on your hat."

"As for the order!" Gala was happy.

Yang Jian sat at the table, took the teacup that Galo personally brought over, and suddenly frowned, "You only have these few clothes?"

Gala was stunned, and when he understood what he meant, he couldn't help but laugh.

When she went to Beijing, she left in a hurry, and it was spring again, so she only brought a few pieces of clothes to change clothes. After returning to Beijing, she entered Jianzhang Palace. Without the blessing of the tailor who had been there in person, she was limited in her movements. Yu Shiji was a rough man and could not take care of these trivial matters. Only Hua Shang had gone out twice and could help her buy a piece of clothes.

But Hua Shang is picky and has returned from home for most of the day. Apart from rouge and watermelon, there are only three or four dresses that can attract attention. Although the workmanship is exquisite, the quantity is limited, so you cannot wear it often?

This smoky silk skirt is beautifully embroidered and comfortable to wear. Since the beginning of summer, Gala has worn it three or four times.

Unexpectedly, Yang Jian was so busy that he was still paying attention to this.

Although Gala was born in the Marquis' Mansion, he was not arrogant and extravagant. He naturally had to choose good things. If he couldn't, he would not force it. He said, "Hua Shang picked some back, it's enough."

"This is a dereliction of duty by family order." Yang Jian was unhappy.

Immediately, Zhan Qing called in and asked him to send a message to the temple, and then brought people over to tailor their clothes.

Gala was surprised and said, "Your Highness is already magnanimous to take me in, but there is no need to..."
To be continued...