"The Empress has used supper and is sitting in the next time." The nanny replied.

Yang Jian did not stay any longer and walked down the corridor. The wind lanterns swayed, the night was dark at the beginning of the moon, and the sky was cloudy, and the others were full of darkness, making the corridor brighter and quieter.

Before he could take two steps, Gala heard the movement in the room and walked out quickly to the bottom of the steps.

She saluted in a kneeling position that she had not used for a long time and said respectfully: "Greetings to Your Highness."

This etiquette is enough to show his attitude - Gala was angry about Tan's affairs, probably because he believed Su Wei's words.

Yang Jian felt a breath of blocking his chest, leaned over and pulled her up, "What are you doing!"

Gala was silent. Under the lantern, she could only see her eyelashes hanging down, her lips tightly pursed, and her expression was indistinguishable.

The two of them said nothing. Gala just lowered her head and stared at her toes, without questioning or blaming her, and was still gentle and respectful - that respect was the resentment and alienation in her heart. Yang Jian was just accused by Su Wei for no reason during the day. He was blocked from Gala's cold and respectful attitude, and his chest was blocked and he couldn't say anything to explain, so he just looked down at her.

It seems to be confrontation.

The nanny and maid in the yard were tactful, so she immediately closed the gate of the yard and left quietly.

In the room, Tan, who had been "uninvasive" all day, slowly opened his eyes. He forced himself to sleep for a few hours. Even though she was calm in her mind for many years, her eyelids were sore. She blinked and saw Hua Shang lying by the window and looking at the situation outside. There was no one else in the room, so she whispered: "Hua Shang."

After calling twice, Hua Shang heard the movement. When she turned around, she woke up and was filled with joy.

Tan made a silence position in time, told her to approach, and ordered: "Don't make a sound, open the window and stare at the situation outside. Remember what they said, even their movements and expressions. When Gala goes to bed, tell me in detail - remember, be sure to do it in detail."

Although Hua Shang was puzzled, she still responded solemnly.

Then he walked to the window and took a look at the situation outside.

Mrs. Tan couldn't lie down anymore, and half sat up to listen to the movements outside.

It was Yang Jian who spoke first, "Are you awake inside?"

"No." Garo's spine was slightly stiff, "I was unconscious for a day without any movement."

Yang Jian frowned, "What's going on?"

"I also want to know what's going on!" Gala finally raised her head and met Yang Jian's eyes, and her voice was excited. "Gala remembers the kindness of Your Highness to Gala. I have trouble saving my father and pleading for my grandmother and cousin. I remember all these things, and I want to repay them. If I knew about the matter of Longevity Lock, I would not deliberately hide it. But my grandmother is different. After all, she is old and weak and she refuses to say it for the time being. It must be her reason. If Your Highness is not anxious, I will try to persuade her, but - why should you force her?"

He owed a lot of kindness and lacked confidence. Gala couldn't show a questioning attitude, but he wrote dissatisfaction all over his body.

Yang Jian lowered his eyes and looked at her, his beautiful eyes and eyebrows gradually added to his charm.

only……

"Do you think I forced her?"

Gala avoided answering. He just said, "It's just a long-lived lock. No matter what secret it hides, whether it really hides gold and silver wealth, it is not as important as my grandmother in my heart. I am just building the palace of the chapter, and it is impossible for him to fly out with wings. Even if your highness wants to dig the bottom of the matter, do you have to hurry at this time?"

Yang Jian choked in his throat, and what he originally planned to explain reached his mouth and swallowed it back to his chest.

She thought that he was usually ruthless, so he would use ruthless means to threaten Tan?

She thought that he had spent a lot of time in interrogating and wanted to find out the reason as soon as possible, for the long-lived lock?

Did she think that he was interested in the long-lived lock, plotting for hidden wealth?

In an instant, it seemed as if cold water poured down, making him feel so excited.

Yang Jian stared at Gala, his chest gradually fluctuated, and after a moment, his voice stiffened, "Dugu Gala, in your heart, am I that kind of person?"

Gala looked up and said slowly, "Otherwise, why did Your Highness force his grandmother?"

She looked at Yang Jian's cold outline and faintly hoped that he could give a reasonable answer.

When she first entered Jianzhang Palace, Gala really believed in Yang Jian and believed that he would not have any intention of Longevity Lock. In the following months, she always thought so until she saw her unconscious grandmother and saw that she was still asleep. After a long worry, the thought gradually shook.

Just as my grandmother said, why did Yang Jian help her? He took the risk of violating the will of the sage?

Just because they felt sorry for her or liked her a little bit? The two of them had almost never spoken during the Huainan period, and they didn't spend much time together after returning to Beijing. Even if Yang Jian might like her, he wouldn't have been very deep. At least, it was impossible to make him disobey the imperial edict.

He said that he didn't care about Long Life Lock. When he was investigating, he only asked her to read the book by herself, so he gave some convenience.

But today, why did he summon grandmother alone and force her to faint on the ground?

Gala couldn't figure it out, and his thoughts that had been firmly convinced for months were shaken. He didn't count all kinds of speculations and judgments. He just hoped that Yang Jian would give the answer. If Yang Jian had always been cold to her, then even if she forced her grandmother to faint in person, she would not question it, she would only hate her. But Yang Jian treated her very well, so good that she felt that Yang Jian would not do such a thing.

But the facts are right in front of him. What does it mean to treat his grandmother when he faces her and treats his grandmother harshly?

Let Yang Jian explain, Gala thought. As long as he said it reasonably, she believed it. If she misunderstood, she apologized, even if her grandmother had not woken up yet.
Chapter completed!