"Sister Yue is a very good person."

"I ordered her to be your guard commander, and that Meng." Yang Jian didn't remember Fang Yiai's name for the time being, "I always pestered Li Bing. It is much more convenient for them to come and go to and follow the guards."

"General Meng's daughter, Fang Yiai, who has made contributions to Xiaoxiangling, have you forgotten?" Gala laughed, got up and put away the seal and gold book, and called Hua Shang. When Hua Shang entered the door, he asked her to bring the sandalwood box she had received before at the Honglu Keguan.

Hua Shang left as he ordered, and soon brought the brocade box.

Gala then put the seal and ribbon into the box, carefully laying the satin surface, and hung the gold lock after closing the cover.

The box body has a fine texture and a faint fragrance. The material is not surprising, but the cloud pattern carved dragon on it is rare. Yang Jian stood beside the desk, looking at her serious matter, putting the seal and ribbon into the spacious box, leaving a lot of space, and said casually: "This is not suitable, please ask Song Lan to choose a suitable one from the library for you."

"Just use this." Garo looked at him with his lips curled up, "The brocade box given by his father is just the right one to hold the treasure given by his father."

"Did you give me by my father?" Yang Jian was surprised.

Emperor Wuyuan knew better than anyone else about his attitude towards Gala. Although he agreed to marry Gala because of Ronglou's affection and even gave him the position of official concubine, Yang Jian naturally understood that in this way, he saw that Emperor Wuyuan gave Jade Ruyi with his own eyes in Linde Hall today. In addition, he also gave a brocade box? What's more, looking at Emperor Wuyuan's attitude, it was not as if he was willing to give Gala a reward.

Yang Jian asked, and Gala only lowered his eyes and smiled without saying much.

Yang Jian felt something strange, so he asked Hua Shang to withdraw first and then open the brocade box.

Decorative workmanship is indeed an imperial object, and the carved dragon decoration is even more difficult to make privately by ordinary people. According to the rules, since it is a reward, the brocade box will not be sent empty, but judging by this situation...

Yang Jian looked a little solemn, "When will the Father give it to you?"

"On March 16th, I will be at the Hongluke Restaurant." Gala fiddled with the golden lock and replied casually.

"What's inside?"

His tone is no longer the affectionate meaning of the chat just now.

Gala looked up, met his eyes, and said, "The father was just giving a gift to the brocade box at that time, and there was nothing else."

The candlelight shines, and the night wind brings coolness.

Yang Jian stared at the sandalwood brocade box, his face gradually changed, and his gentleness and affection were almost restrained, and he became increasingly unhesitant.

In mid-March, when Ronglou and his party arrived in the capital, Emperor Wuyuan held a banquet in Xuanzheng Hall. After the banquet, Ronglou and his party and Gala were sent back to the Hongluke Restaurant to rest. He had a secret talk with Emperor Wuyuan to agree on a marriage with Gala and win the position of queen for her.

Apart from him and Emperor Wuyuan, others will never know about this, and there is no way to speculate on it.

It took a few days later that he mentioned his marriage to Rong Lou. After a little calculation, he realized that what Gala said was true and it was definitely not nonsense.

That day, he stated the pros and cons of the palace to win the title of the queen. Although his father was angry, he did not obstruct him too much, and finally agreed with anger. He was surprised at that time. Now that he thought about it, he understood the reason why his father easily agreed.

The father must have had other plans to deal with him perfunctorily. When he went to do his business with joy, he sent someone to send him this gorgeous empty box to Gala.

Yang Jian knew the meaning very well.

He looked at Gala and saw her smiling, her eyebrows and eyes were gentle and her expression was indifferent.

Yang Jian suddenly felt embarrassed, for Emperor Wuyuan's means to deal with Gala and for Emperor Wuyuan's deception of him.

When he tried his best to save her and patted his chest and said he would protect Gala, his father did this behind him, which was even more chilling and annoying than the threat he had last returned to the Nanxun Palace.

Previously, Emperor Wuyuan had promised him that he would only negotiate with him in everything and would not make things difficult for Gala. When discussing the marriage that day, Emperor Wuyuan was also tempted by the benefits of the court situation and did not make any other requests. Now, I think that my father used all the methods of perfunctory court officials to him, and he first stabilized him with words, and still acted the same behind his back!

His dissatisfaction with Emperor Wuyuan gradually turned into anger. Yang Jian pressed his palm on the brocade box, and the dark clouds gradually gathered in his eyes.

After a moment, he said in a deep voice: "Can free this brocade box."

"Free it out? What is your Highness going to do?"

"Give it back to him."

Gala was slightly stunned. Seeing that Yang Jian was not joking, he hurriedly said, "What is Your Highness doing? How can I return the gift from my father to me?"

"Give you a gift, but only an empty box?"

"Maybe it was because the father was interested in rewarding him, but the palace servants were temporarily omitted?" Gala said softly, holding Yang Jian's arm, put his body close to him, and smoothing his clothes on his chest. "What's more, this brocade box has an excellent texture and exquisite decoration, which is a rare treasure. In ancient times, there was also the matter of buying a box to return pearls. Mulan used it as a cabinet and smoked with cinnamon pepper. If it was a favor, these objects would be more expensive than pearls and gems. This brocade box itself is expensive, so why isn't it a reward?"

"But" Yang Jian's deep voice, his anger was not stopped.

"But what?" Gala interrupted him and turned around and put the brocade box solemnly away. "Look, aren't there any treasures in the box now? How can gold, jade, jewelry be compared to this golden book seal? In time, this brocade box will definitely be filled with treasures, which is better than any reward from the father!" She looked up, and her eyes were as bright as water under the candlelight.

The beauty is beautiful, with a slightly frivolous and ostentatious tone.

This kind of Gala surprised him and even more admired him

After all, she is Aji's princess. Even if the glory is gone, she still has arrogance in her bones and blood.

Yang Jian stretched out his arms and hugged Gala heavily into his arms.
Chapter completed!