12. Queen of the Devil
Queen Queen of the Devil.
The love of the palace, the hatred of the princess.
For 17 years, the Queen Queen Queen Queen Queen Queen Queen Queen Queen Queen Queen, aged 29, was in the South suburbs.
And after two generations of demons of the emperors, they came to us only as a piece of yellow earth, a pile of grass, leaving only three sentences of history, and a legend.
One.
Sweat is a generation of demons.
She has a well-known reputation in the hands of ordinary people, in the streets, in the palace, and even in the hands of some of the most serious historical figures.
It’s a big deal.
These words, like the words that made her self-portrait, were so close, so they were all right, so much so that they were so fascinating, and they were so luxurious.
But there are only two people in the world who know the true intentions of the queen of demons, one of whom is today, Pering King, and one of whom is himself.
I am afraid that the world will not believe that the life wish of the Queen of the Devil is nothing but a good wife and a good mother and a son of a husband and a son, watching the lights of the house and living the life of ordinary people.
But all of this, when she was 16 years old, like the sunglasses in the water, was shattered completely.
That year, Bae Ling-kun, who had been at the beginning of his reign, and after the crowds had begged him to rise, the snowflakes were drawn up, and his body and body were exhausted in holding hands that were small.
“I want to go. You’re the only one who can help me. I’m sorry.
As the royal guard, he followed the seven-year zealous eyes of Pei Lingjun in the morning and evening, with his hands shaking and his face wrinkled.
“Your Majesty, don’t be so soft…”
She seems to have seen, through his burning eyes, her own long and tragic fate since then.
At night, Bae Ling-Gon withdrew, closed his doors and windows, and consulted with her in her house, and after a great deal of assurances, he finally received a very reluctant answer.
Swords are drawn from the small swords, with the pride of the daughters and daughters, and the night is filled with tears, like a man’s broken wrists, weeping while pulling the cuffs of Pering King:
“Your Majesty, you will have to leave the palace in the future to find a gentleman like you.
And if the heavy-burdened Peiling King holds in his arms his future Queen in fear of a small Queen, and hushes and consoles, “O Xiao Yu, I see your sacrifice, so do not worry, I will not forget my promise to you. I’m sorry.
The moonlight came in through the window, and it was about to become the shadow behind it, and there was finally a new emperor after it, and two people cried one night in their arms, one from which there was sorrow, and the other from which there was joy.
So soon after, a decree was issued, the name of the wife of the harem, who was not known, was changed overnight and became the mother of the great dynasty.
It’s a shock, and it’s a shock to all of us, and it’s in the Queen’s book that Peiling holds his new hand and calls for “the truth” to be filled with joy. The Queen has known each other in the Prince’s house, and the Emperor has saved his life, and now he is a good man who has joined hands.
And the smallness of the seat was cold and cold, and the sights of killing were swirled through those who were still in disagreement, and they were called upon to bow down and to speak not more.
From that time onward, the pompous pompous pompousness of the harem has laid the long trail of demons since then.
But it was only her own who knew that when she walked down the steps of Pering King’s arms under the fire, she was already cold sweating with one hand, and she looked at her face with some sorrow, biting her teeth and groaning.
Your Majesty, you are in the pit!
Two.
Pering is sick, and he is a disease of those who were not before and those who were not after.
And if that is a sickness, call it,
Love incompetence.
When he had a sense of man and woman, he found out that he didn’t have the man he wanted. The concept, which was truly established, was that when Queen Sioux was about to choose his Crown Princess, he was in a state of panic and could not imagine sleeping with each other in the future, and had declined for various reasons.
After that, he became more certain that he was ill.
He doesn’t like women, of course he doesn’t like men. He’s simply not in love.
He was close to his father and mother, brother to the other princes, friend to his life, and even to the fear of being small and close to him, but there was no “love”.
He’s a “love-deficit” patient, named “love incompetence.”
After discovering his symptoms, Pering was caught up in a battle between heaven and heaven, and he tried several times to explain to his father and mother that there would be no love for him in his life, and more importantly, to enrich the harem, and spread the leaves, and that there would be no generation of emperors in Taicheng.
In addition to him, the best man to be a prince is his brother, the Seven Kings, Pecchi.
On the night of Lang’s Moon, Pei Ling King invited Pei to join the Prince’s house and, in the courtyard of the moon, took his brother’s hand in good faith, from the sign to the inside, from Wen Zheng to Wulong, after boasting of Pei Qi, drew a careful conclusion:
“Sweet, you look so perfect… do you want to be a prince? I’m sorry.
They were exaggerated, and a glass of water from Pekichi was pouring out, and suddenly they were in shock.
Brother, are you kidding? I’m sorry.
Pei Ling’s face was so cold that he came close to Pei Chi’s face, “Sweet, I’m serious. I’m sorry.
When Peichi was in a tremor, a handsome face fell down as if he were a great enemy: “Your brother, your brother, you are my own brother!” “You can’t be such a bitch!” I’m sorry.
After that, Pering will hear it all the time. The biggest of the words will be that of Ziu and Pei Qi, as if he had been gushing them all his life.
And he stood by and thought he’d get that answer, and Pei Chi Qi had already bit on his teeth, as if he had broken a canoe, determined to reveal a great secret, and he had shivers in his ear and breathed deeply:
“Your brother, spare your brother, your brother, your brother, your brother, your brother is ill.” I’m sorry.
Pei Lingjun’s petrified.
When he turned his head in a state of grief, his mouth squeaked for half a day, he opened his mouth in despair: “Is it the willows?” I’m sorry.
Bae Chi-chul didn’t catch a breath, his face rose red and he coughed.
It’s not because Pering-kun thinks of such an unforgettable disease, but because his brother is in good shape, he’s overstretched, and the number of women is as if he was going to double his missing love.
It wasn’t until after Pei Chi Qi had had a hard time.
If his illness counts, he’ll probably be called…
Fear is imperial.
God knows how afraid he is of being a prince, of being the one who stands in the front, of taking the burden of the dawn, and of being the one who has been afraid for so long before the prince, who only wants to be a idle prince, and who travels the world with joy and joy.
So when Pei Ling King tried to find out what was going on, he was so scared.
“Don’t say anything like that again. I’m afraid. I’m sorry.
When Pei Ling-Gun looked at Pei-chi after half a day, and looked at his face, it was a long lamentation and laughter: “This disease is so different…”
Don’t be like him. They’re like brothers.
After that, the matter of establishing a new Crown Prince was completely resolved, and Pekichi Zhang Lotte was more eager than Pei Ling King and feared that his brother would not be Emperor.
And the night was in the shadows, and it was natural to hear the words of both brothers, and Pering-kun’s “sickness” was not hidden from her, and she was the only one who knew the whole palace.
And now there’s nothing more to do than to hold on to the small waist, and sighs: “Let’s take a look.” I’m sorry.
Whoever knew this was going on for years.
3
There is no one in the Seven Princes who hates Pei Chi-chul more than the King of today — his brother, Pering King, who holds a tough woman in his hand, the queen of the demons.
It’s not like you’re a beauty.
I don’t know if I’m good enough, but I know how to play swords.
No, it’s bad!
He’d never seen a woman as jealous as her, flattered and proud, so he wouldn’t let his brother have any concubine, but only her in his eyes. Who is his brother?
The worst thing about it is that the queen of shit is a hen who can’t lay eggs.
You can’t give birth to yourself, you can’t give birth to someone else!
Every time I think of this place, Pei Qi Qi Qi will feel a headache, and if there’s no future, then if there’s no future, I don’t want to know who the throne will pass on to.
He’s in the middle of a fire, he’s like a ghost. He loves the demon, he loves it, he’s under stress, he doesn’t have a concubine, he’s got a good name in the folk, and he just makes the face of the demon even worse.
One of the most gruesome things of late was the visit of the Messenger of the West, who, in addition to the treasures of which he is bound to pay his tribute each year, brought some beautiful young men, who had been told that the King of the West had seen Peiling’s Queen’s Palace, and that he had no desire for it, so he sought out for him, hoping that he would not be stingy.
Pei Ling-Gun “received” at the feast, but he was sitting next to him with a small, sharp look and staring at the young women’s faces.
Then Pei Qiqi was deeply worried about his brother. Indeed, a terrible news came to the palace in a few moments.
The Queen had a quarrel in the bed, and the Queen slapping the Emperor!
What! This fucking queen!
He can’t sit down and take a sword from the wall, and he enters the palace in a state of fire.
The waiter who came to the news along the way had repeated what he had heard to Pei Qi Qi, who had previously been covered by the temple, but had heard a lot of it because of the fighting inside.
The Emperor seems to be whispering to the Queen, and there’s nothing to say.
“Don’t the Emperor think it’s too much for his concubine? Your concubine is also a woman. Has the Emperor not considered his feelings? My concubine has quit. I can’t stay in this palace for a moment! I’m sorry.
“You can’t stay here and get out of here! “The sword of Pei Ziqi, which scares the squire across the street, can only go on with his skin.
The Queen was upset and afraid that something might happen, but the Queen struggled, and there was a sound inside.
As soon as everyone was surprised, the old governor who served the Emperor would not be able to take much more care of him, and walked into his house with a dry slave, he saw the Emperor’s face with a clear finger and tears in his eyes.
And the “starter” is already cold and cold, and he’s wiping out, leaving only a shocking sentence:
“Bring these young men to the palace! I’m sorry.
The old chief suspected his ears had gone wrong, and the queen who was about to leave had turned back and yelled:
“Don’t you hear me? Men! Men! Men! I’m sorry.
In the air, the chin of the Miyagi will fall.
“I don’t want the queen to be shameless! I’m sorry.
4
The night was dark, and Pei Qi was at Pei Ling’s bed, and his eyes were red, his hands were shaking, and his heart was filled with medicine for his brother.
At first, he went mad and came to the palace with a sword, and tried to cut the Queen of the Devil, but found no sign of her. Instead, he asked the forest troops to stop him and brought him to Pering.
“You’re so impulsive. I’m sorry.
Then Pei Ling Qin was afraid, and held fast to Pei Qiqi’s hand, and was anxious to express his heart: “If there is a blemish, I will not live.” I’m sorry.
Pei Qi Qi Qi was so angry and helpless that he had to take it, but he kept his fist tight: “If that whore ever does anything wrong to his brother, I’ll kill her! I’m sorry.
Pei Ling’s heart was so full of tears and laughter that he couldn’t show it, so he couldn’t comfort Pei Chi:
“Sweet me, but I am not angry with her, and she has not moved them, but has discharged them from the palace. I’m sorry.
And he took it seriously, saying, “Sweety, don’t mention the words after the words, I will not leave you alone.” I’m sorry.
Yes, if she is not the one who is the one who stands in his way, how he has lied to the world, how he hides his illness, how to preserve the royal family’s reputation, not only by leaving the palace in order to be clean, but also by giving him a good name for his unrepentant.
Speaking of which, he was so selfish, she said so well, and for the rest of his life, he did it, and he forced her into a generation of demons.
Even if he is not a dragon, he will not be blamed for his name, and he will not be able to make any mistake in the image of the King of Pilgrim’s pitiful love, nor will the only “dirty” be a stain, but he will not be ashamed of his family’s reputation, and he will be worthy of his ancestors.
The only thing he’s sorry about is the gentleness of his nature, which does not want to be trapped in the palace, and the greatest desire of his life is to be a good wife and a good mother.
With that in mind, Pering’s eyes were closed by the bed.
“It’s my fault I owe her.” I’m sorry.
5
In the middle of the night, the lake was blown by the wind and one man was drunk by the lake, and it was at this time that the demons were added to the charge of “post-debauchery”.
She’s holding on to her chin, she’s got a red face, she’s staring at the water, and she’s laughing.
There was a moment when she wasn’t acting and really didn’t want to do it.
What is it? After all these years, she was really tired.
It would be easy for her to get out of the cage if she really wanted to leave the palace.
It’s just that the Emperor has told her to leave when she’s stable, until she has a better replacement. When will a better man appear?
It’s day after day, year after year.
So that slap was really hard for her, and it still hurts.
And then, after a whisper of squawking, the little one smiled red, in the light of the lake and the moon, as a child without sugar, soft and soft.
The scene happened to be met by Pekichi, who came here alone.
He stayed by his bed while his brother was asleep, and he was restless, and he wandered around in the mighty palace alone with his light, without knowing that he had come to such a quiet place, but he did not think that the path of the wrong home would be narrow and that he would fall into the shadow of a demon.
At first, he didn’t recognize her, and she used to look like she was wearing a coat, and her chin was up and up, and she couldn’t live with pride.
Tonight, she washed out of lead, had long hair, had only one so-called white shirt, had a thinness in the wind, had a light redness on her white cheeks, and was dazzled and dazzled under the moon, and had no euphemism.
I have to say, it’s so small, it’s so strange, but it’s so sweet.
There are not many opportunities for them to actually see each other, and the table is just a long way to go.
Now that she’s left alone, it’s just because she’s jealous and obsessed with her little daughter’s tenderness, drinking here, trying to keep her company away from her.
But it’s a rare opportunity. After all, after all, you can’t be so soft, should you go up there and slap and run to avenge your brother?
I wonder, “Peji was suddenly shocked by the sound of a loud sound, and he looked at me and threw the intoxication of the wine table, and picked up a dead branch of a tree on the ground, and raised a sword in the night wind.”
Swords and swords. The only thing she can do is this!
It’s rare to be able to dance a tree with a dead branch, and to be able to learn about martial arts, it’s time to look at the light in the dark.
If he knew what was on his mind at the moment, he would jump out right away and grab her and yell out, “Sexless whore!” I’m sorry.
Yes, I think of men, not men of my own.
“How’s it going to be if you teach the violin? Although he is a rude man, he has long admired him…”
In the downwind of the moon, it is as though it were a obsession, forgetting its age, forgetting what it is this evening, and saying “dancing swords” while murmuring in intoxicating, murmurmuring in the hearts of the future.
She admired Liu, a man who used to be in the Prince’s house, who used to peeping at someone’s pacing, sunsets and sunsets, but felt that time had been condensed in those hands, one inch and one inch of dancing, quiet years and even little joy in the air.
That’s the life she wants, the quiet, the incomprehensible happiness.
Six.
After her mother had been in heaven, she was called to the hymn, who, perhaps, was “innocently known” – and he whispered at her, and looked like he could not avoid it.
She was heartbroken and asked the violinist to withdraw before the song was finished, and she did so with an excruciating look. She stood up and waited for everyone to step down. A man was held in his bed and cried over his face.
Turn your head and look at yourself in the brass mirror like a sad joke.
Until Pering Queen came to me and held her in her arms with grief, she cried too much. How wise he was to understand everything without asking her.
They are the ones who know each other best, and live together in the mornings and the evenings, but without warm love, they are already in love.
After that cry, it was like putting down, not thinking deeply, but continuing to wear a cold mask and being “the queen” to keep Pering from the rain.
By the way, I’m going to stop him now!
The more sad and tenderer the sword became more and more gruesome, and her eyes were sore, the fog was clouding, the sight was blurry, the alcohol began to develop, and the cold wind blew her head apart.
Just as she was tumbled, a light came to her from far to near.
The man, with the light, approached her step by step, covered with a soft luminous luminous luminous eye, as though she had known each other as a star in the sky.
First, sir?
She’s got a heart, something’s going on, and the man’s standing in front of her.
“Why are you crying? I’m sorry.
7
It’s always been the case that the fragrance of the genie, the most popular of which is “hot-handed” and nobody will believe that until today, it’s really a child who doesn’t even know what it’s like to kiss.
So when she jumped on it with her hands and hands, and kissed his lips with her head and head, she felt that she was happy.
And as the light fell on the ground, and Baechi was in the middle of the month, when he returned to God, the twigs were holding him in their arms, and his lips were in their arms, and he was told to do so.
He’s dazzled and sad, and the queen is the queen of the demons, and he’s the only one who’s ever been known as the “Spicy Hand.”
Sister-in-law, please take care of yourself! I’m sorry.
The tearing up of two clothes, Pei Chi’s breath, biting on his teeth, a slap in his ear, stunned his head, blinding his head, lifting his arm to a branch, groaning his cuffs, slitting his cuffs and showing his arms white and white, so that a little visible red ran into Pei Chi’s eyelids.
He fainted and couldn’t believe that he wanted to hold on to his delicate arm and look at it. Who knew that she had been sobered up by the way he had punched most of her?
Seven, seven uncles!
It’s a mess that’s coming into my mind, and it’s only now that you’re thinking of what you’ve done to Pee Chi-chun, and you’re going to bite your tongue off. She’s turning around and trying to run away, and she’s being pulled by Pee Chi-chun behind.
Wait!
What are you waiting for? She doesn’t want to add an “Uncle Fornication”
Yu Qi Xiao Qi made a few moves and threw a sentence saying, “I’m drunk and I want Uncle Hae-han! After that, he ran away with his skirt and fell and disappeared in the night.
And Pei Chi-chul was so sweet and funny that he screamed and stung his feet, looking at the shadows disappearing in the direction of his head, and his eyes were darkened, and his face was cruising under the moon.
If he is not mistaken, it is only the red thing on his soft arm that is clearly a palace sand.
Is it true that the Queen of the Famous Ghost is still a virgin?
After Pei Qi couldn’t figure it out, the mystery came into the palace and found Pei Ling King in the palace.
No one knows what they are talking about after noon. It is only when Pei Qi came out of the palace that the light is dark and a beautiful face is white.
And the sun befell him, and he looketh upon his eyes, and some of him straddled, and stompeth upon the sea, and every step is heavy.
But he didn’t come out that far, and he ran into a fancy suit with ink like a waterfall, and the Queen, who didn’t change the heavy makeup, was afraid.
When she saw him looking at him, clearly flashing a fright, she was too busy covering the past, nodding her head in a polite manner, to pass him into the temple, but he couldn’t help but groan in her ear:
“Stop pretending. I know everything. I’m sorry.
The gruesome look on the face, but on the other hand a pair of eyes full of compassion, groaning, sorrow and complex emotions, she almost immediately understood it, with a twilight throat, without a word.
And when Bae Ling-kun in the temple stood by the door, the three of them stood still in the sunset in such strange gestures that they had not moved for a long time.
The twilight of that day covered the palace, the breeze, and the time was as static as it had been, long after the twilight, long after the years.
8
“Do you want to do this all your life? I’m sorry.
Three years later, in the royal hunting grounds, Pei Chi Qi took the horse across the river, shoulder to shoulder in the shade.
Since that secret was broken, there has been a delicate change in their relationship, and Pei Chi Qi’s repulsion from a repulsion to his brother’s guilt.
“My brother did not do well in this matter. I’m sorry.
He used to go to the palace, take all kinds of novelty for the sake of tenderness, or he went around searching for popular scripts, opening up his side of the world in the book, unsettling her, or giving her the name of the sword, and asking her to meet her for martial arts…
At first, he was only trying to make up for the small, but for a long time he found something that had taken root in his heart, and he felt warm when she laughed, like a flower in his heart.
He had only wanted to be an idle prince, but for three years he had not left the capital and could not say when he had been in a position to do so, and three years earlier, his brother had spoken to him in the palace of Poohua, and had said that he could not leave.
It was not until then that he realized that, even if he was so reluctant, as a royal son and a son of Pei, he was destined to live up to his responsibilities and responsibilities to protect the Lebanese people of the Great Dynasty and the mountains that had been set up for centuries.
“So, Soft, we all have no choice, no choice. I’m sorry.
Under the tree by the river, two sides stand side by side, staring at the water of the wave, while at the same time falling into silence.
But this silence did not last long, yet it splattered far away,
“Assassins! Protect the Emperor! I’m sorry.
And Pei Qi and the young pupils were shrunk, and they were raised up in the sight, and ran towards the camp of Pering.
Swords from afar are squealing, and a bloodthirsty, small heart beats in the air, shivering in the arms of Peji, a panic never seen before.
And the wind swayed, and it was as if it had fallen into the abyss, and from there it went on its own, and fell into a nightmare that would never return.
9
In 29 years, North Vietnam and Taijun broke their pacts, attacked the King in the Royal Hunting Field, and fought in blood. The Emperor suffered serious injuries and died, and made a decree, passed on to the Seven Kings, to mourn the nation, while the war between North Viet Nam and Taijun was imminent.
As the tenderness stormed into the temple, the rain was pouring on the outside, and she came all the way, and the waiters in the back couldn’t follow.
When she finally ran into the temple and looked at Pekichi, kneeling in front of her, she blinked, and her wet body shivered, still feeling a dream.
The bead slid over her forehead, where an incalculable wound was left behind in a struggle. She fell asleep for days and nights, and woke up with a bad news, the Emperor’s death, the invasion of the North, and the internal distress and distress of the Great Dynasty brought about an unprecedented catastrophe.
What a ridiculous dream and many struggles.
Nine years old, seven years old, 16 years old, eight years old, and twenty-four years old, a sudden stabbing, she became widowed overnight and became the youngest queen ever.
“Small the Queen Mother, the Queen Mother mourns. I’m sorry.
The one who changed his tongue in haste, and had his eyes red, and he sought to hold his face white and soft, but was pushed by her with a vibrating spirit, and she cried out, tearing his heart apart.
“Pe Lingjun, you liar, get up! I’m sorry.
The image of the troupe went crazy and, despite the fact that it had been thrown into the coffin, it was to push the coffin out and to pull out the remains of the king who had already fallen.
Everyone screamed to stop it, in a chaos, and Pekichi was afraid of hurting her, screaming, “Get back! I’m sorry.
The door was closed and the heavy rain was cut off, leaving behind a room of desolation and despair.
Bae Chi-chul is just holding on to her already demented, trying to get her out of the coffin.
And the stinging bell overstretched, and the whole man cried, and she struggled in the arms of Pekichi, and tried to put it on once and for all, but Pekichi died.
She cried hysterically: “You’re a liar, Pei Lingjun, didn’t you say you’d let me out of the palace when the mountain was stable? Didn’t you say you’re going to find me a gentleman? I thought you said you’d be my baby’s godfather. How could you let go like this? You’ve fucked me all your life! Don’t sleep, wake up…”
The sound of the sound, with the wind and the rain on the outside, hears Pei Chi’s heart cut like a knife and choked on his throat: “Sweeze, you and me, I owe you, I will not abandon you…”
He held her tight, as if he were to rub her into the bone marrow, and in an empty and dim temple there was a feeling called “dependant” — only because they had lost an irreplaceable human being.
The man who was close to them, with his heart, changed the course of their lives, turning a pit into a Queen and a pit into a Emperor.
It’s a big dream, a few autumns.
But from that moment on, their fates were bound together, bound together and bound together.
10
After Pei Qi was in power, he fought directly against the North Vietnamese, and Da Qi was brave enough to take the 12 critical points and return in two months.
It was winter, and in the cold and snow, the shadows of a fiery show were covered in mink, with long hair like a waterfall, and in the still wind, she felt something, and the moment when Tsui turned around, it was too late for her to be replaced by Pei Chichi, who was in the next garb, and his eyes were dimmed.
They look at each other, in the snow and in the sky, and they fall into each other’s blood.
“You’re back. I’m sorry.
As the queen of the Queen’s taunts, his ink-faced face, no longer needs to be covered in makeup, and while a scar remains on the forehead of the white white, the whole man remains as light as a tumbler of cleanness on the surface.
Bae Qiqi was holding on to the sword in her waist and walking towards her step by step, and the snowflake swayed his handsome eyebrow, and he stretched out his hand and dragged her into his arms, with a heavy focus: “Well, I’m back.” I’m sorry.
Come back and never leave you again.
It was felt that he was in his arms, and then he was hugged, and his clothes were drenched with warm air, and Pecchi closed his eyes and his heart was sore.
He knows all her fears and fears, knows all her worries and fears, has no family, has no family, is trapped in a vast palace, and is the only one left who can believe, can count on it, can dare to love.
“Sweety, let me give you a home, okay? I’m sorry.
For a moment, Pei Qi hoped that the time would be here forever, that she would laugh at her tears and not go forward.
He has never been able to do anything for himself. He has done everything to give her the chance to be a good wife and a good mother, so that she truly has a home, and the world will not allow it.
It’s never been better than a sword.
Eleven.
Words began to spread, and the momentum peaked when the new Emperor Pei Chichi stayed more and more in the Queen’s House and even overnight in the Queen’s House.
They kneeled on a piece of their knees outside the gate, under black pressure, and gathered all their Chinese arms, from early morning until noon, and asked the new Emperor to come out and answer to the people.
They were mighty, and their words were plentiful, and they were led by the three ancient chiefs, and they lamented the demons, and they listed almost a hundred of the specks of sin after them, the most striking of which was the one.
He seduced the new emperor, turned his back on him, and defiled the palace.
Long before Pei Ling-kun’s death, he saw the new Emperor fascinated and became more frightened by the fact that he was in danger. He only hated the fact that he could not be killed.
When Pei Qi Qi finally came out with his little hands, he was exhausted, and his eyes swept through his people, and he opened his mouth:
“As soon as the late Emperor leaves, you can’t hold back. Good … , “seeing the luminous, and the loud, and the loud, “What, is the hazing queen a helpless widow? I’m sorry.
“I dare not! I’m sorry.
Last night was a moonless night, but on the day when Pei Qi and Qi Ziu met at the lake, they recalled the past, and were glorified, and had a few more drinks, pinned down, and slept in their garments. It was only when they woke up that they knew that a wave had taken place, and that there had been so much noise outside, after the demons had been removed, that they had chosen to listen to Pei Qi Qi’s anger in the house, and were unwilling to go out.
But if he doesn’t want to face it, he’ll hold his hand, and he’ll look at it, “Why don’t we just say this time, I’m going to marry you, and we’re going to stand up to you, and I’m going to give you a home, so that your children can go around their knees, and you don’t have to be alone?” I’m sorry.
He smiled, reached out his hand to his ears, fell into Pei’s arms and raised his head gently.
And Pei Qi rejoiced, but he did not see the man in his arms blinking, and he passed over the corner with a deep sorrow.
“Listen, I’m not afraid of you, but I’m going to announce to you a decision to place the queen in your mouth.”
Civil servants are standing up, holding their breath, and a clear sound is inserted in the air, blocking Peji’s words.
“The Emperor has decided to build a temple for the palace in the southern suburbs, from which time no matter shall come, bless the former Emperor and the Great Yangtze Mountain and not step into the palace. I’m sorry.
If a stone is thrown into the lake, and the house is full of shock, Pei Chi’s body trembles, and his voice is lost: “O Ziao! I’m sorry.
Of all the people, only the Queen of the Queens, who spoke, stood still, and his eyes were not stunned, but his face was pale.
The first three chief historians responded with their arms blown up and shouted: “My king is wise and my king is long!” I’m sorry.
This is how the people turned to God, and in the joy of heaven, the face of Pei Qi’s face was whitened, and he was blinded, incomprehensible, in anger, in grief and in grief all the emotions flashed through his dark eyes, and in the snow and snow, they all became in vain.
He twitched his throat and tried to get close to him, but the face of the twirl fell back, looked down and covered with tears.
The distance, the distance.
In the snow and snow, Pekichi’s ears were ringing, and he lamented her at the hunting grounds.
“So, Soft, we all have no choice, no choice. I’m sorry.
At the time of springlight, he took the horses to the river with her, and looked at the water, and thought that after spring and summer, and after autumn and winter, he could see the burning of peach blossoms.
12
It was the following year’s last month when the news came out that the Emperor’s daughter would be the Prime Minister.
The lights of the folk are so hot, and the palace is so hot that it is ready for marriage, and the Pekichi, who is about to marry his wife, is so unhappy that he slips out of the palace with a cloak.
He went to the halls of the southern suburbs, and when he went to his right and left, he ended up in a pagoda in the rear mountains, and found the pyre of the pyrotechnics.
She’s got long, thin hair, a chin, and in the middle of the month, she’s like a girl who doesn’t know anything.
If she had been drinking in secret, she would have lost her eyes and her face would have been red, as if she had been drunk by the lake alone that year, laughing and soft.
Step by step towards her Qi, and her hands shivered, so that he dazzled his eyes, and he could not remember the evening.
“I wish for my life to be a good wife and a good mother and a good son, and to see the lights of the house, and to lead the life of ordinary people. I’m sorry.
Upon the Oracle, once again, the old wish, and the tender one, still full of vision.
They were all too comfortable not to talk about the next big marriage. It’s just the usual gossip, talking about the past, and in the end, they seemed drunk, holding each other up, laughing at each other:
“Pe Lingjun, you son of a bitch, you’ve worked your whole life! I’m sorry.
The two of them scolded and sulked, and the fireworks were flying so far and so far with laughter, that after a very long time they raised their heads in Pei Chi’s arms, and the smile was still on their lips, and the fog was shaking in their eyes, and she was like a sweet little girl, shaking his sleeves with sweetness:
“Let’s go to the night fair. It’s fun out there. We’ll do it like ordinary people.”
The luxury of being afraid to speak is a soft spill, with care that Pei Chi will refuse and will not refuse.
“Let’s just be a couple for one night. I’m sorry.
And a bang, and the sparkling sparks were on top of their heads.
Pei Qi and the twilight were wearing masks, and they were moving through the night market, holding their hands together, as if they would never let go.
Singing and dancing, conglomerating, lanterning… They’re like normal couples, having a great time, and then they climb up the roof and look at each other’s stars.
A night is as long as a life, but a life is as short as a night.
It was not until the sky was white that they returned quietly to their house, and in it they said nothing.
But when Pei Qi was about to step out of the way, the tenderness came forth, and held him from behind.
The room was quiet.
She put his name on his back, tears crossed his eye, and finally swallowed his voice: “Oh, I thought, I wanted to have a baby for you. I’m sorry.
When it’s true, the stars want the moon, the moon wants the sun, and the sun feels empty, and the sun doesn’t shine.
Man, it’s always so greedy, like gin and blood.
It is foolish and foolish to do what is known to be impossible, and yet to do so is to be deranged, without regret, for a life of instantaneous death.
The curtains are drawn down, the bed is covered, the white arm is red with a bit of twilight, to the point of death.
13
The news of the Queen’s pregnancy spread rapidly throughout the capital, as if it were a stone of shock and speculation.
Historic officers who can’t see the sand are starting to fall again. In front of the House of the Enlightenment, the heavens and earth, the hymn and the white wine, the Queen of the South, shall be given the same as the Queen of the South, in order to preserve the royal face.
Pé Qui Qiuil this time went straight out of his cuffs and kicked him in the face.
Get out! If you want to make noise again, I’ll give you both first! I’m sorry.
With the suppression of the Emperor, no one dared to disturb the southern suburbs, even if it was still dirty, but it was nothing for him and her.
It will be the most secure and peaceful of days, full of joy in their hearts, reciting the Book, and watering the flowers to the moon, and waiting for a little life to come.
When Pei Qi Qi visited in secret from time to time to take care of all the needs of the little twilight, when they were idle, they placed a bench in the courtyard, holding each other in the sun.
It’s a nice view, unsettled, and there’s only two of them in the thin sun, with each other’s eyes and noses on each other, pretending to be in Gangnam town with little bridges running around.
The morning and evening willows will be ringing, and the dream will meet, and the wine will be thick.
When another winter came, the mother-in-law and the children of Pei Chi Qi were about to be born, and in the palace at the same time, Pei Qi, who had received the news of the Queen’s birth, was so anxious that he wanted to get out of the house that she was held back by the queen after her.
“Your Majesty, it’s only natural to think, that’s the Queen-in-law’s skank…
“Don’t let me hear this again!” I’m sorry.
The horse ran in the snow, and Peiji’s heart beats like thunder, and the wind soared him, and when he fell down, his feet ran into the hall, it happened to hear a baby crying.
Like the April flower that blooms in the spring, all the glory of the world is not as good as that.
He held his own children with his own hands, and his tears were wet, and he sat on the head of his bed and held his hands tight.
“I’m a father, I’m a father…”
He’s only happy to repeat that. The little one is crying and smiling, and he smiles with his cheeks:
“Yeah, I’ve been a mother too… and finally I’ve got to go. I’m sorry.
As soon as the word came out, the body of Pei Chi Qi was frozen, looking incredibly to the tenderness of the bed, but the tenderness stood up and took the child in his hand, looking and looking, and kissing him on the forehead with affection.
“A plum in front of the White Jade Hall, for whoever falls apart, The only thing that matters is the spring wind.
She recites his poems as if they were gushing children and as if she was waiting for spring light, and she feels sorry, but she feels relieved.
After all, she would not have survived this moment if she hadn’t left behind, and Pei Qi Qi would not have known that she would have been in trouble for years and had fallen, and that she would have left her old condition in the hunting grounds that year, but for a year.
The body of her strong crossbow is not at all fit for pregnancy, but only more than her own life.
But last year, from the moment she lived behind him and said she wanted to have a child for him, she made a secret decision.
If she can’t wait until the spring is bright and she can’t see the Gangnam flower, she’ll be better off leaving a child for him in her place, but she’ll have her own heart, and she won’t be a lonely ghost.
“The two of you have been killed in this life…”
Smiling low and low, reaching out to Pekichi, who cried out of silence, his eyes faded.
Brother Pei, the one who lets her not love, the one that lets her love her, is all a dream and fortunate she can finally be free.
“Sweety! * A heart-wrecking squealing over the southern suburbs, one life, one death, candles in the room, and a big wind, and a window screeching.
It’s as if there’s a white snow horse on the outside, and it’s as if it’s resounding, “A plum in front of the White Jade Hall, for whom it’s scattered. The only thing that matters is the spring wind.
For 17 years, the Queen Queen Queen Queen Queen Queen Queen Queen Queen Queen Queen, aged 29, was in the South suburbs.
And after two generations of demons of the emperors, they came to us only as a piece of yellow earth, a pile of grass, leaving only three sentences of history, and a legend.
Record number: YX01NPmadWjZ3DVA7
Honolulu.
The love of the palace, the hatred of the princess.
Late Night Emotion Institute, etc.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
