The summer of the second year of Renshou in the Sui Dynasty.

A few years ago, the prince-consor Wang Fengxiao died. Yang Awu, the princess of Lanling, was betrothed by Yang Jian to Liu Shu, the son of the important minister Liu Ji. Liu Shu was exiled because of Renshou Palace. Yang Jian wanted to betroth Yang Awu again, but Yang Awu refused to obey.

There was a faint crying sound in the pavilion in the middle of the lake beside the pond of the Imperial Garden. Yang Awu had already told Gala about the whole story, and the mother and daughter sat silently.

The princess of Xiangguo sighed, how could he be so sad?

Princess Guangping stopped her: "Hey, don't go. I've said everything I should say. If you don't have a new way, don't embarrass her anymore."

Princess Xiangguo: "I don't say anything, I'll go and spend time with my sister."

Princess Wan'an: "I'll go with you."

Gala stood up: "You all sit here."

Several princesses resisted in unison: "Mother Queen!"

Princess Xiangguo: "Mother, how long will you be silent like this? People outside don't know what it means to be the one who controls the father when the two saints come to the court. Whoever is discerning can't see that the father is using you to make you the second Empress Lü and become his executioner. He himself made the name of the Holy Lord."

Princess Wan'an: "I swear to have no other child. It sounds nice, but I don't know that none of our ten brothers and sisters are your biological sons. But we have been raised by you since childhood, and we know that you love us. Do you bear to betrothed by Awu to betrothed that bastard Yang Su?"

Princess Guangping: "My mother, you have endured for too long. Don't you want to fight for this life?"

Princess Yang Awu of Lanling sat alone on the rockery beside the Imperial Garden, watching the flowing water.

Gala slowly approached and wanted to speak but stopped, but stopped. He wanted to speak but stopped: "A Wu!"

Princess Yang Awu of Lanling took the lead: "Mother, I'll ask you a question."

Gala: "You said."

Princess Lanling: "My mother, do you love your father?"

Gala was stunned, not only stunned, but was a little dizzy for a moment.

Galo looked at Princess Lanling in front of him. The girl who grew up from a cradle baby to a graceful girl, then married to take care of her husband and children, and had two more divorces, had a bit of childish innocence and expectation in her eyes.

Gala couldn't help but want to say the truest words in his heart.

Gala thought for a while: "Awu, this is not something that can be explained by love or not. I hope he is good, not just responsibility, not just concern. He is different from me. In the three years when we first got married, I have only seen him twice and did not say a word to him privately."

Gala sat down: "First, Yuwen Yu became the emperor of the Zhou Dynasty, I lived in the palace with my sister, and then Yuwen Yong became the emperor, and I became his unnamed concubine. At that time, in order to humiliate your father, Yuwen Yong asked your father to be his personal bodyguard, but we still didn't say a word."

Princess Lanling sighed.

Gala: "At that time, I happened to meet his eyes, and I even felt that his eyes told me that he wanted to kill me. No one would have thought that we would tie each other up and traveled for most of our lives. I don't know... whether that feeling is love."

Princess Lanling: "Mother, do you love Yuwen Yong?"

Gala was silent for a while, then asked, "Do you love the dead Wang Fengxian?"

Today is the fifteenth day, and Yang Jian came to Changle Palace where Gala lives according to the old rules.

Gala carefully prepared the dinner, but Yang Jian's first words when he saw Gala made her swallow all the words she had prepared in advance.

Yang Jian: "In the first year of Kaihuang, it was also in this palace. Do you still remember what you told me? You said you were willing to be my adviser and my chess piece for the rest of your life. Do you still remember your oath to me?"

Gala: "Of course I remember that at that time, I was in a state of illness. When I was dying, you came to visit me and I made a deal with you. I said that I had been given a medicine for pregnancy. In the future, all your children will be my children, and I will never have any children with you."

Yang Jian knew that Gala was going to advise him for Princess Lanling, and looked impatient: "Don't forget, I said that I only hope to die peacefully and safely, and I will follow me. You really think that you are the two saints who can compete with me! You just want to show off your role in acting with you and suppress those old ministers."

Gala: "Ajian! I have something I have been holding in my heart for a long time. I must tell you. Actually, I am not a person from this world, I just came to this world for some unknown reason."

Yang Jian became a little surprised from anger.

Gala: "There is an old saying in our place: when it is true, it is true. I have been with you for so many years, and I really want to figure out whether you have loved me, even if it is just a little bit."

Yang Jian was a little uncomfortable: "What did the queen do when she suddenly said these strange words today? Or call the imperial physician to take a look, I'm leaving."

Yang Jian was about to leave after he said that.

Galo raised the cup on the table: "The wine is filled with paraquat. If the emperor dares to leave, I dare to drink it."

Yang Jian turned around and became angry and embarrassed: "You are crazy!"

Gala burst into tears: "Yes, I'm crazy, and I'm still crazy. Master, do you know? Our daughter asked me today if I've ever loved you. This sentence made me confused. Even I don't know what the answer is."

Gala drank the wine and said, "But this sentence woke me up again. It's been half a lifetime, and it's all intrigue and trouble. Prince, have we ever loved it?"

Yang Jian slowly approached Gala: "Is it true that the wine in the cup you mentioned put paraquat in it?"

Galo wiped his tears: "Of course."

Yang Jian's tears burst out: "Transfer to the Imperial Doctor!" This shout resounded throughout the palace.

Gala's two lines of tears fell, and he stretched out his hands to hold Yang Jian's hands: "Don't let them in, let's stay alone for a while."

Yang Jian: "Why? Why? You can't sit down and say something, why do you need to do this?"

Galo leaned into Yang Jian's arms: "I'm tired and don't want to live like this again. I can only let go of my hands."

Yang Jian held Gala's shoulders and said, "Gala, don't worry, I won't let you be liberated like this. Even if I turn the world upside down, I will let you live for another ten or eight years!"

A warm current rushed through Gala's heart. In an instant, Gala's heart was wrapped in love. She pierced into Yang Jian's arms: "I'm fool, I've been exhausted and I'm terminally ill. Doctor Sai has been using medicine to hang my breath. This is my life, don't be sad for me!"

Yang Jian cried: "Galao, don't die! I won't allow you to die! You said that if you want to die, you should die with me with white hair! Why! Why! I won't force you to do anything again! I will listen to you in everything! OK!"

When Gala heard Yang Jian’s true feelings, he hugged him tightly: “Who said you forced me to death, no one can think that it would be so easy to force me to death. This kind of ending life according to one’s own will in my hometown is called euthanasia. Ajian, I’m sorry, but life is really too hard.”

Since his father Dugu Xin and eldest sister Dugu Mingjing were sentenced to death, his brother-in-law Yuwen Yu and his husband Yuwen Yong were murdered, and his nephew Yuwen Yun was assassinated, Gala's heart was almost ripped with ruthless reality.

It was Yang Jian's appearance that allowed her to see a glimmer of hope of living in the lonely palace. At that time, Yang Jian was so innocent and innocent about Mrs. Xuan Hua's painting fan.

During the days when the Sui Palace was surrounded by enemies, Gala surrendered to Yang Jian and became Yang Jian's counselor. He helped him step by step to stabilize the path of emperors and survived in the palace.

However, the tacit understanding reached by mutual use suppressed their feelings in the bud. Yang Jian’s righteousness and the emperor’s heart, which no one could understand the depressed and lonely heart, were comforted by Gala, who was well versed in the emperor’s sorrow.

During those days, **, like a fish in water, it was impossible for Yang Jian to say a vow. Now, it is really precious that old couples can get these sincere words.

Gala was like a tenacious grass, avoiding bloody storms after blood. He entered the Zhou Palace at the age of thirteen and experienced four dynasties and five palace coups.

Yuwen Yong's suspicious personality helped her learn to understand the emperor's heart, and she taught the emperor's heart and emperor's actions to Yang Jian.

Many years ago, Yang Jian, who had just been promoted to the throne, wanted to get rid of his identity as a puppet, so he formed an alliance with Gala. Gala taught him how to think about problems and how to let ministers check and balance each other, and encouraged him to destroy Southern Chen, attack Northern Qi, personally fight against the Turks, and pacify the Central Plains.

However, Yang Jian found that he was increasingly unable to live without her, and his fear and suspicion of her became increasingly deeper, so Yang Jian began to alienate her, undermine her, and neglect her.

After so many ups and downs over the years, many past events that were stranded in the sea of ​​heart have returned on the sailboat of memory. In the face of life and death, even if they are as majestic as the Emperor of Sui, they can only hug and cry with their wife.

For some reason, Yang Jian, who was leaning on Gala's shoulder and crying, talked about the rainy night more than 20 years ago. When Yuwen Yong held the sword and was about to pierce Yang Jian's throat, she stood in front of Yang Jian.

Yuwen Yong asked her: "Why?"

Galo said, "Because I owe him and you owe him, you can't kill him."

Yuwen Yong threw down his sword and ordered Yang Jian to be exiled to Suizhou and could never return to the capital.

After Yuwen Yong left, Gala whispered in Yang Jian's ear: "Don't be afraid if I'm here! I won't let you die!"

Yang Jian choked and repeated Gala's words, then sobbed for a long time before saying, "It was at that time that I knew that I would never get rid of you in my life! How many times I dreamed of midnight, I felt that you seemed to be by my side and never left."

Gala was trembling all over excitedly: "If I waited for a lifetime,... this incident has not come in vain!" The black blood flowed down the corners of her mouth.

Yang Jian held her face: "I have a lot to say to you..."

Gala felt the whole world start to shake, and finally, she fell down.

A dull roar passed through Daxing Palace: "Gala!"

Master Padmasambhava once told her that if you cannot find a way to go back before this body is destroyed, your soul will be gone.
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