18. Optimus of tyrants
A tyrant’s favor.
I just want to work as a girl.
The world is shocked by the fact that a beautiful man’s body was dug up in archaeology.
The next day, however, the body disappeared.
And that night he appeared before my bed: “Acquire you, little lord.” I’m sorry.
01
I’m Rue Orange, A Big 2021, the only remaining graduate in archaeology.
In fact, I’m in law, but I don’t know why, in my third year, I made a terrible entrance to archaeology.
The school teacher and my parents couldn’t talk me out of it, and ten cows didn’t bring me back.
I ended up as the only graduate student in Archaeology A.
After school, I thought of a problem.
Why would I report to archaeology?
But it’s too late to regret it, and the new professor looks at me with kindness: “That’s good, the little girl’s got ideas, and I see you as the star of our archaeology. I’m sorry.
I’ll really thank you!
02
During the previous period, a large grave had been dug under Mount Mossi, which was supposed to develop the villa’s building, on a large scale and with a large amount of cavity.
Even Professor Hu, who’s been studying all his life, hasn’t slept all night.
We even dug a mass grave inside.
Looking at the bones of the pit, everyone was shocked to speak.
How did the owner of this grave commit such a terrible existence?
However, after months of digging, the identity of the owner of the grave remains a mystery, with the knowledge that he came from a thousand years ago and that he is of extraordinary standing.
Finally, after three months of hard work, we finally found the main grave.
This tomb is different from what has been seen before, and there is no common cavity, except for the dolls that have been built with the iron, and the altars and charms made with strange gold.
It is also engraved in incomprehensible letters.
A black coffin is in the middle of the altar.
For some reason, I can’t help but feel familiar and terrible about the breath of the coffin.
Concealed by some kind of pressure, it’s too much to resist.
And when I set foot on the altar, suddenly I fainted.
“What happened to Orange?” Are you sick?”
I held on to my chest, suffocated my heart and laughed: “It’s all right, it’s probably too late last night.” I’m sorry.
Cheng Ming Feng is concerned with the street: “Let’s rest early tonight, don’t get tired.” I’m sorry.
“Well, thank you, brother. I’m sorry.
03
The coffin was opened, and I followed the professor to the past, and when I looked at the body inside, almost all of them took a breath.
The body was no different from the living, except that it had no blood.
As if he had just died today.
What is even more striking is his face, which cannot be described in words, as if it were the beloved child of the whole world, and every cent was a fine and mutually reinforcing one.
But instead of making him obstinate, he was so aggressive and powerful that he wanted to kneel before him.
There was silence, and the crows were silent.
At last, I don’t know who’s making a groan, “Fuck…”
Well, that’s exactly what I’m talking about.
04
The body of the man was moved back to the research office and also to the Internet.
The whole world blew up.
On the evening of the same day, he was on the hot list of more than 80 countries and regions around the world.
Sleptly male corpses in the coffin caused a hurricane on a social platform and even a bunch of paint.
In the subject, a bunch of fans cried out, “I was born, and I was born a thousand years cold.”
A question was also raised as to which museum would be displayed in the future, and she was going to apply for a supervisor.
And even worse, it was written on the spot: I dug a handsome man out of a shovel, and that night I wore it back a thousand years ago, and the handsome man put me in bed with red eyes, and waited for your husband.
Well…
I’m just saying, is it really okay to powder a wet body from a thousand years ago?
It’s a little creepy, isn’t it?
05
Although the body was really nice, I didn’t know why, but I felt a little scared and hated being away from him.
The next day, however, when he followed the professor to the research room, he found that the body had disappeared.
The research room is completely closed, there’s only one passage and there’s 24 hours of uninterrupted surveillance.
But the man’s body was really gone.
The police carried out a carpet search inside and outside the Institute, and our staff followed and searched everywhere, with no leads.
At night, after a busy day, I came home exhausted and washed a little bit, and I fell back to sleep.
In the middle of the night, it seemed that there was a cold hand running around my cheeks.
Soothing, Mal.
And We opened their eyes blindly, and they were on couches, abrasive.
It’s probably a lot of digging. I’m used to sleeping with a nightlight.
At this moment, with the yellow light of the night, I saw a beautiful man sitting by my bed, reaching out his hand and touching my cheek.
And this man is the missing thousand-year-old man!
The great fear suddenly engulfed me, and my body even had a stress and could not move.
The cold touch moved from my face down to my neck.
He choked my neck and suddenly increased his strength.
I was scared to regain control of my body and struggled.
“Uh…”
He looked at me, he was obsessed and crazy, and the bloodthirsty smile grew.
“I got you, little lady. I’m sorry.
06
As soon as I thought I was going to die of suffocation, the force of the neck was suddenly loose.
There was a lot of fresh air coming in from my nose and mouth, and I strangled in, coughing and breathing in my neck.
But he leaned down, reaching out his hand over my jaw, and he put his thin lips over him, and fell next near-grabbing kiss.
“Orange, my orange, I’ve finally found you…” And he’s murmured and his voice shiver.
I struggled to get out of it, and I couldn’t say, “Who the hell are you? I’m sorry.
“Orange doesn’t remember me? “How dare you forget me! How dare you! I’m sorry.
Then he was angry, his forehead was raging, and he grabbed my shoulder, and his voice was loud: “I forbid you to forget, I forbid you! I’m sorry.
There’s a blunt pain coming from both shoulders.
I ate and whispered in pain.
“Orange, come with me.” I’m sorry.
Back?
Back where?
Hell?
Help!
“Help! Ghosts! I cry and hold up the cross under my pillow. “Whosoever kills you will find me! You’ve got the wrong person! I’m sorry.
The cold, white hand stretches over and takes a cross from me and throws it on the ground without seeing it.
Boo! I can’t believe it!
Then he retouched my neck: “Don’t force me to rip your neck off.” I’m sorry.
I snuggle.
07
The body was light, and he was holding me up.
I wonder if anyone’s ever been held in their arms by a thousand-year-old corpse.
That’s what it feels like.
“Big Brother, you’ve been dead for over a thousand years. It’s not me. Why don’t you put me down? I’m sorry.
So We were in peace with him, and we were so nervous that our teeth were tremors, and we were as tight as a bow.
“No mistake, you are my orange.” I’m sorry.
I was carried all the way to the main grave.
I’m crazy. This guy’s not trying to get me to bury him.
He put me in the coffin.
I was almost there.
I waited a while and felt like he wasn’t trying to kill me, and I was relieved and I was fine, and if I lay here all night, someone would find me the next day.
I was just about to put my heart down, but I saw him rubbing a golden dagger from his waist, slashing his hand, bleeding down and falling into a cleavage on the altar.
In a moment, the words began to shine.
And in the sights of my shock, he leaped into the coffin and lay down with me.
At the next moment, the blindfolded mandarin came out of the altar, and I consciously closed my eyes.
When the coffin is opened again, the coffin will be closed, and the whole world will be dark.
I feel like I’m being pumped. I can’t move.
The man next to him kicked out of the coffin, turned out and took me back.
I was shocked to find that the tombs that we had opened were as perfect as they were, even as they had just been built.
He took me out of the cemetery.
Outside the grave room, two teams of antique soldiers were separated on both sides and could not see the head.
An ancient man dressed as a scepter bowed to his knees and bowed to his knees: “All hail the Emperor, the Queen, and Long live the Emperor! I’m sorry.
Then everyone got down on their knees: “All hail the Emperor, all hail the Queen, all hail the Emperor! I’m sorry.
In the sound of the mountain hooray, I finally fainted.
The last thought before I fainted was that I felt like I was passing through…
08
I really went through it.
Wearing a dynasty that has never appeared in history — the dynasty.
The man we just dug up two days ago was the emperor of the present Emperor, Ji-chul.
Three years ago, he died in the cachot of heaven, while the High Priest of Heaven said that he had not died but had left the world.
As a result of the efforts of the State to build the albatross at the request of the high priest, which cost countless human and material resources, it was finally achieved.
By doing so, Ji Qian went to another world, brought back the dead and returned to his post.
I’m the one he brought back, who happens to sound like their Queen’s Queen’s name.
I am now the dead princess of Kang Guo, the queen of the kingdom.
And We dipped in a huge spring full of petals, half lying by it, and became suspicious.
What’s going on?
I feel like I’ve been challenged before!
Especially in materialistic worldviews, I might have to convert to theology.
“Your Majesty, all the rest of your life is in a comfortable bath and doubting life. I’m sorry.
I was so shocked that Ji-chul had already come in, and I was so scared I had to sink into the water and grab a petal to stop myself.
“How did you get in here? I’m sorry.
Oh, my God, I’m naked.
“You are my queen. Why can’t I come in? * He’s got a little mouth and he’s reaching out and beginning to untie himself. *
“I’m still inside! Get out of here!”
He’s here, and I’m afraid to go out. It’s a dilemma.
He doesn’t give a damn, he’s naked, he’s in a sculptural shape, he’s got muscle lines that look like a man’s bloodline!
Especially an old aunt like my mother’s solo!
When I saw him stripping off his clothes, I turned my eyes out of fear: “What are you doing?” You’re a gangster!”
There came a sound of water to the opposite side, and We looked out of our fingers and saw him sink into the water, and drew near.
He was tall, and the water that flooded my neck reached only his chest, with the weight of the shaman.
“You stay back, and I’ll be back…”
How?
I turned my eyes around, I couldn’t find any weapons, I watched him come closer, and I couldn’t help.
Finally, when I bit my teeth, I made up my mind to climb up the steps of the bath and get ready to run over and get dressed.
But as soon as I got to the ankle, the man behind me grabbed me and threw me in the bath!
And then, at the edge of the bath, his head banged and he knocked himself out.
09
When he opened his eyes, he sat by his bed and looked at me in the face.
I almost got scared.
When I woke up, he stretched his hand over my forehead and whispered, “Does it hurt?” I’m sorry.
I just felt a sting on my forehead.
That was a pretty good hit. Now the brains are buzzing.
It’s all your fault.
But I can’t say that people have to bow down under the roof.
“That, brother, no, Ji-chul,” I sat up and took care of it, and said, “You’re really wrong, I’m not your queen, let me go, I want to go home…”
The man who was good just got angry and a handsome face became terrible.
And the next moment, his hand grabbed me again, and he said, “Where are you going? I won’t let you go! I won’t let you go! I’m sorry.
And when the suffocation suffocated, We seized his hand and tried to break it apart, but his hand was as iron, as strong as a mountain, and I could not escape it.
He seemed to have found his hands too heavy and suddenly loose when my face rose red and his pain was painful.
I was breathing so hard.
Is he crazy? Why don’t you just choke people?
He’s got his hand out and he’s a little restless.
“Orange, don’t leave me, okay? Orange?”
He held me, whispering.
It’s terrible that this man is infuriated, has a mood that is steeper than a roller coaster and dies with him sooner or later.
“I really am not…”
He lets me go, and the frenzy of the square is gone. Then I’ll remind you. I’m sorry.
After that, he grabbed my arm and dragged me out.
“What are you doing?” Where are you taking me? Let go of me!”
I’ll take you to find what you’ve forgotten. He went out and said, “Come on, get the car.” I’m sorry.
I was carried to the carriage by Ji-chul, and the wheel rolled through the deep court lane, and the people on the road bowed.
Who knows about the corner, but there are two Miyagi girls who are coming and running out of nowhere, just in front of the wagon.
They were scared to kneel down and beg for mercy.
“Killed.” I’m sorry.
“Yes, come, drag down and execute.” I’m sorry.
And the guard dragged the maidens away, and the sad cry for forgiveness went far away.
I’m so pale that they’re going to kill them because they didn’t do it in time!
“You… you’re crazy. Why kill them? I’m sorry.
“Orange’s heart is soft?” He reached out to my chin and forced me to look at him, “When did my orange become so kind?” If you’d been soft on me in the first place, we…
He said that the pain in the face was not repeated.
10
The carriage was parked in a remote area, and I was taken to a dark, damp dungeon.
There is a thick, bloody and rotting fragrance, which is almost impossible to breathe.
Turning around the dirty porch, We were pushed to a cage in which a few people were placed in an altar that was not as high as their waists, and only one head was revealed.
They were all dug out of their eyes, one of the black holes in their eyes.
It’s crawling with maggots and stenching.
The whole scene is like purgatory.
No, maybe Purgatory isn’t as scary!
It’s…
People!
I’ve been gushing out of my stomach and I can’t stop it.
I turned around and tried to escape, and Ji-chul forced me to hold my waist and bring me to those altars.
“What’s wrong, Orange, don’t you know them? This is your father, your mother, and your brothers. Take a good look. Do you want to get up? “He smiled cruelly like a devil from hell.
“I don’t look! I don’t look! I was madly struggling to beat him, “Let go of me, you psycho! I’m sorry.
This man is terrible.
He’s a tyrant and a madman!
Ji Jian put a hold on my head and forced me to face those people, “Remember? Tell me if you remember! I’m sorry.
I cried, “No, I’m not an orange. Release me, release me…”
He pulled me over, looked at my face and said, “Did you really forget? How can you forget how you used to trample on me? How could you be so cruel? I’m sorry.
“It wasn’t me, it wasn’t me! “I’m shaking my head in pain.
In the struggle, a heat flowed from the forehead and the blood clouded my eyes.
His face has changed so fast that he is still in a state of madness, and in a moment he deplores it.
“Orange…Orange, what’s wrong with you? I’m sorry.
My head hurts like it’s going to explode, and I catch his sleeve in a coma.
He leaned down and held me up, and his footsteps ran out.
Go back to the palace!
Eleven.
The spa sting last night was a good one, and it was only then that the wound broke and the blood ran out.
Kiki sits by the bed, struts me in the face and re-covers me.
He’s moving very carefully as if he’s got some kind of fragile treasure on his hands.
I was afraid to move when I had just seen him. I waited for him to finish.
“Orange, that’s what you used to do for me, remember? * He seems to have fallen into a good memory, with the first smile on his face without the blood and violence.
I can’t tell him. I don’t remember. I don’t remember anything.
It’s good that he doesn’t care about it, he just cares about himself.
Finally, he’s wrapped up.
Turning back, he smiled, and said to the doctor on his knees, “If the Queen’s wound breaks again, you will not live.” I’m sorry.
“Yes, I know. I’m sorry.
“Go away. I’m sorry.
“Thank you, Your Majesty. “The doctor ran away like he was running away.
“Not his business. “I’m hard-headed.
“If you don’t want him dead, take care of your body, you’ll be buried with a lot of people.” I’m sorry.
He’s quiet, like he’s saying it’s nice today.
I suddenly think of the mass graves dug up in the mausoleum, and the whole man is creepy.
A man’s life is nothing in his eyes.
She brought fresh fish congee, and he picked it up, swung a spoon, blew it cold and sent it to my lips, and said, “Orange, eat something, or the wound won’t work.” I’m sorry.
How can I refuse to eat it, and be submissive, but eat it without taste?
How the hell am I gonna get out of here?
I feel like I’m in danger of being given by this pervert.
12
A few days later, my wounds have healed.
Ji-chul took me to a place similar to the field where a slave fought a leopard.
The slave, which was thin and small and was not an opponent of the leopards, was crushed to the ground by the leopards, who bit him in the neck.
It’s too bloody. It scares me to run away.
But Ji-hwan didn’t allow me to die in the chair.
I shivered, my eyes were closed, but the voice of the slave was not overheard, and the soul was shaking.
“Look, Orange, that’s what your brothers did to me, remember? I’m sorry.
“I don’t know, I don’t know anything. Please let me go…”
“Open your eyes,” he said, “Don’t make me put you in a jar.” I’m sorry.
I opened my eyes immediately, and looked at him, “Kiki, don’t make me, don’t make me…”
He rubbed his hand off the tears of my cheek: “Poor, orange, you make me want to be mean…”
In my creepy eyes, he smiled.
That’s when the new slave was put in the field, and the cheetah put down the flesh and the blood in his hand and turned his back!
The cheetah is perfectly well-natured, large, and has a smooth hair.
When it came out, it went to the stand, and the chaos came at me!
Protect! Protect! I’m sorry.
All around us is a mess.
The leopards were moving too fast, and I couldn’t get away from it, and I saw it coming forward, with sharp claws.
I consciously closed my eyes.
The next moment, my whole body was taken into my arms and turned around.
The people behind “uh…” have been snorting.
The leopard’s claw was caught on the back of Ji-chul!
“Protect Your Majesty! Hurry! “The pain in the ears of the people’s ears is stinging with the stinging noises inside.
A group of bodyguards carrying long-guns and short-sworded swords strangling wild leopards to death.
I turned in shock, and I saw Ji Qian slowly and softly.
♪ Ji-ho you ♪
Such a cruel killer would save me.
I couldn’t say anything at that moment.
There’s a blank in my head.
And he reached out and grabbed me, and he was pale, and he laughed: “Orange, you were so, protecting me, remember? I’m sorry.
“I am…”
I don’t remember, I really don’t remember.
13
The cheetah was extremely powerful, and the wounds on the back of the cheetah were visible.
And when he was wrapped up, his forehead was cold and sweaty, and he looked at me with a pale face, as if he were looking for something in my face.
In the end, I was disappointed.
I was afraid of Ji Qian, who ordered the execution of all the trainers, but I did not want to hear from him.
He was naked and covered in white cloth.
He reached out to my face with his thumb on my cheek, “Well, I’ll do whatever Orange wants.” I’m sorry.
After he said, show a smile.
Probably as a result of his recent injuries, his face was a little bit less brutal and a little bit fragile.
With that colorless face, if it’s in modern times, it’s hard to know how many young girls to think about.
I can’t believe it.
I thought he said that his former brothers had thrown him into the field and that the oranges had saved him, and I thought maybe he had a little mercy on me.
But it didn’t last for two hours, and I knew how wrong I was.
The Miyagi sent the dinner, a large plate covered with a lid and no idea what was in it.
He smiled at me, “Open it.” I’m sorry.
And suddenly I had a bad feeling, and I lifted the lid with care, and in it were two fertilized hands.
I looked up, and I was cold, like ice.
“Aah! “I screamed and threw the lids, and the whole man fell back to the ground, and went back madly, to the corner of the wall.
I stomped my knee, held my head, and I couldn’t wait for the whole person to get into the wall.
“I said I’d excuse him from death, but I didn’t say I’d spare them alive. What’s the point of keeping these hands when they can’t even tame animals?” I’m sorry.
“Orange, you like dinner today? “Didn’t you cut down my only subordinate’s hand to me? Remember?
He reached out to me.
“I didn’t! Crazy, crazy, tyrant! Don’t touch me! Get off me!
He’s really crazy. I’ve never seen a man like that, so cold and sweaty.
I was terrified of my struggle, but he pressed me against my chest.
His hands accidentally caught the wound on his back, and he was whispering, and his face was sore that he never let go.
14
His wounds were torn apart and blood was all over the place, but he did not care, as if the blood was not his.
The doctor recomforted the wound for him and ordered him to live well, and to swallow the rest of his words with one eye, and ran away with it.
The night was thick as ink.
I’m lying in the arms of my sister and I can’t help but feel a bit shaken.
When I think of this man’s hooliganism and anger, I’m terrified.
Twenty-two years before life, I’ve never felt such terrible.
I don’t know how much revenge that orange and Ji-chul had, but I’m innocent.
I just want to get out of here.
But I was imprisoned without his permission, and I couldn’t even step on the door.
This house is extremely expensive, and there is no luxurious place for it to be decorated, and the golden jade beads and the silked corals are all over the house and even carpets on the ground are the top foxes.
These things, originally for a student in archaeology, are absolutely valuable research materials, but now I have no psychology.
I can’t sleep till late.
In the middle of the night, his voice suddenly came, “Orange…”
The sound was full of tremors and tears.
“Orange, do you love me? Orange, love me like before, please…”
He is humbled, pious and full of prayer.
My hand was tight and his face was buried in my neck.
Hot lips and cold tears drop at the same time.
“Don’t forget me, don’t abandon me Orange, my orange…”
I have seen him as he was brutal, as if he were mad, as if he were cold, but I never knew he still had one.
Like a child without candy, fragile and painful.
For some reason, my heart suddenly strangles like something suffocating and suffocating.
What’s he like?
15
The next day, when I woke up, the person on the side was gone.
I thought he would be here again soon, and who knew it was gone for three days.
I’ve learned a lot from the ladies of the palace these days.
After having spent six years in Kang Guo’s hands with protons, he returned to his country and took over the throne, killing the Quartet, killing Kang and several neighbouring countries, and establishing the Da Jin Dynasty.
And what really happened between the real orange and him is unknown.
I’m not interested in the hatred between them. I just want to get away from this perverted man as soon as possible.
I can’t even get out of the house.
If I say I broke my throat, these people are as unresponsive as wood.
For three days, I was locked up.
Fourth day, Ji-chul is back.
As soon as he showed up, he took me to Chin Tin, where I saw the scepter I first met outside the cemetery.
He seems more divine.
I was drawn to a tower about five stories high.
The ground is made of gold, and it is engraved in symbols that cannot be read.
“Orange, you will soon remember me. Don’t be afraid. I’m sorry.
I’m scared. I’m scared, okay?
What a superstition!
In my timid eyes, the bar began to open its doors, and a group of strange people dressed around me sang and danced, and suddenly it grabbed my hand and cut my mouth and hurt my teeth.
The blood drops in the letters, and it’s only a few drops, but it ignites the tower.
The fire rose and burned my skin, and I could have fled, but I found the whole man as if he had been set still and could not move.
We struggled in the blazing fire, and wept and wept, but none saved.
“Help me, Ji-chul, help me… it hurts…”
And he stood by, and was calm and unscathed.
At last, in extreme pain, I fainted.
Or burned to ashes.
16
I fell into a long dream.
In the dream, I went into a book because of a car accident, and I became a vicious gun-shell girl.
She’s named Orange. She’s Kang’s most beloved princess.
She’s beautiful, but she’s obstinate, so that she can have fun.
Finally, the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty, who is now in the process of becoming a human being.
Man, that’s terrible.
But it’s good that I have a system that says that if I do my job, I can go back to the real world.
So I went on a brick removal road to work for the system.
The first task is to redeem the future tyrant, Ji-chul, to make his moonlight, and to refresh his affection to a hundred.
I looked at the good senses now.
Psst, good guy,-100.
The devil begins.
But there’s nothing I can do to get back to reality, and even more so to avoid being treated like a grown-up, I’ve got to get to the head.
If you know each other, you can win every battle. Before you start working, I decided to get some background information.
This book is a natural killing god.
His mother, who was a minor female in the palace of the Kingdom, and who had been pregnant by a drunk god, had died in childbirth.
On the day he landed, the Emperor sent him to take over the planet, claiming that his fate was bad. The Emperor was even less pleased with him, and left him in the temple, with two men watching him, and he has never seen him since.
The two palace men knew that the little prince had been rejected by the emperor and that he was not cared for, and they were always bullying him and smug at him, just to make sure he didn’t die.
Perhaps Ji Qian was a bloodthirsty, and one night when he was six years old, he put up a sword and killed all of them.
The Emperor, who had forgotten about him, learned of the incident and threw him into the Cold Palace to die.
Ji Qing was humiliated and struggled to survive until he was 10 years old, when his country was defeated by Kang Qi, and he was given a son.
The Emperor sent Ji-chul.
Fearing that Kang Guo doubted her identity, the Emperor specifically named her as Prince, which gave him the impression that he attached great importance to the son.
In fact, Ji Qian is dead or alive, and he doesn’t care at all, even wants him dead.
Because he felt that the decline of the country had been caused by the existence of a man whose fate was not in order.
17
Ji Jing has the title of Prince, but to Kang is still miserable.
He was left in the way of Eternity to be bullied, and there was only one loyal servant with him.
Up to the Crown Princess, down to the inner maid, anyone can step on his feet.
Shortly thereafter, Ji Qi Qi had no intention of smashing the orange, which had been ordered to cut down the hand of that loyal servant and bring it to her.
A loyal servant lives for that.
Since then, Ji-chul has survived for two years alone.
Until I was 12 years old, I crossed over to replace the original orange.
I have carefully analysed the enemy. I don’t know if he was born in bad shape, but he was born out of love.
I’ve decided to follow the soft and moon-light route and to touch him with love.
What a perfect plan.
The first time he was seen, he was being held on his knees by a group of inner servants, with a black-skinned foot in front of him standing on his fine face, screaming for him to lick his feet.
I’m angry. I’m really angry.
I was so hot my head went up and pushed them away, and a bunch of people saw me kneeling on the floor just as scared as a mouse.
“Don’t be afraid, the princess will do justice to you,” said I pointed at the one who stepped on him, and said, “Go ahead and slap him.” I’m sorry.
He looked at me with his eyes full of taunts.
He didn’t believe I’d help him. He thought I was trying to get him.
I had to ask the palace men next to me to go up there and slap five or six times in the head.
“I’ll do it myself.” I’m sorry.
Nod my head.
He went up and threw a slap in the eye of fear.
And then the second, third, fourth…
I wonder how many slaps, even when they come from a 12-year-old boy, are terrible cumulatively.
He hasn’t stopped.
I saw the bloodthirsty and excitement in his eyes and felt terrible.
It’s a terrible thing to think of this man, and it is no wonder he was able to do what he did later to make the whole family a grown man.
I can’t stand to see the insider pass out, I can’t stand, I can’t stand the bloody scene, I can’t stand being a young man under a red flag.
“That’s enough, Ji-chul. You’re gonna kill him. I’m sorry.
I’m sneezing at you. I’m sweating.
If I wasn’t Princess Kang, he’d come up and bite me alive.
He probably thought I’d be after him, looking through everything.
I asked everyone to step down and tell him: “I was wrong. I won’t bully you anymore. I’ll protect you. I’m sorry.
“I believe you.” I’m sorry.
Trust a ghost!
If it hadn’t been for the system to tell me I’d fall to 200, I’d almost believe his bullshit.
Yeah, he’s the one who struggles to survive.
Good thing I’m 19 years old, eating a few more rices than he can handle.
“So you forgive Orange? I’m sorry.
He nods his head.
I smiled, “Thank you, Brother Ji-chul. I’m sorry.
18
Look at that-200’s good sense, and I’m down on my mind, man, it’s a hard bone, it’s hard to eat.
But it’s hard to eat.
In two days’ time, I heard he was being teased by my brothers and severely injured.
In the middle of the night, I sneaked into his house with medicine and food.
As soon as I got in, I felt a cold, sharp blade across my neck.
I’m standing still and I’m not moving.
“It’s me, Brother Ji-chul, it’s Lu-Ok.” I swallowed my saliva, and I said, “I heard you were hurt. I brought you medicine. I’m sorry.
He couldn’t get away with it.
“I do not know if I am the little His Highness, but I thought I was the thief, so ask His Highness to forgive me. He set a candle on his knees before me with respect.
I lifted him up before I noticed that he was pale and apparently bleeding.
There’s blood in the house.
“I’ll rub your medicine before the wound breaks.” I’m sorry.
Speaking of which, I took out the golden acne to treat his wounds, but I learned from the mouth of the system that he kept staring at me, full of scrutiny and a little bit of confusion.
His body was covered with large and small wounds, mixed with long-standing scars.
“Does it hurt?” I’m sorry.
“No pain, thank you, Your Highness. I’m sorry.
“Don’t call me Your Highness. Call me Orange. Orange. I’m sorry.
His eyes were obscured: “I dare not.” I’m sorry.
Well, it’s good to see the-200s, and I think I have to take it slow.
No rush.
19
I went on to treat him unconditionally, I was hungry, I was cold, I was beaten back, even my brother was bullied, and I ran to him for three days, and I went to talk to him about it.
Three months later, Ji Jin looked very close to me, and I looked at the –250 and began to doubt my life.
I feel like even this number mocks me.
At the same time, I would like to pay a sincere tribute to Ji-yeon’s acting.
That’s an Oscar movie star or something?
Is this guy’s heart made of iron? So hard?
I, the orange, the sweetest princess of Kang Kuo, had to lick him as a dog and he didn’t do anything.
The system said, “You’ve been bullying him for two years. You’re only three months old. I’m sorry.
Oh, thank you, Orange, you’re a real cow.
There’s no other way but to continue to feel comfortable.
Until another month later, when I thought I would not know how much longer to work, my brother, the prince, who was more unchallenged than the oranges, was taken to fight against the beast, and when I got the news, he was thrown into the field and confronted with a leopard.
It’s probably not enough for the cheetah to get his teeth stitched.
I’m in a hurry to open the door and rush in.
When the leopard jumped at him, I opened my arms in front of him.
It’s not that I have the guts, but I have the system to help.
But in order to have an aggressive effect, I just asked the system to help avoid the key, not completely.
The leopard grabbed me on the shoulder and almost fainted.
But when I thought about the offensive, I said with strength in my complex eyes: “Brother, you’re all right.” I’m sorry.
I fell in his arms when I finished.
20
When I woke up by the sound of the system’s excitement, I was surprised to find that Ji-chul’s affection for me rose from 250 to 60!
Turns out this guy wasn’t exactly a heart of stone.
I’m trying to take advantage of this injury, and I’m not going to know until I see some hope.
I’ve had enough of his body!
I went to the system to confirm that he was still alive and I was relieved.
If he dies, I don’t have to be an adult, but I can’t get back to reality.
I want to see my parents.
Now is the perfect time to refresh my affection, and I wanted to visit him immediately, but the Queen did not allow me to go to him again, so I turned my back, and then snuck to the Cold House in the middle of the night.
She’s lying on the grass, she’s bloody, she’s dying.
Beautiful eyes are closed and there’s no blood on them.
If it hadn’t been for a little bit of a breath, it would have looked like a dead man.
But it’s a bit too much to breathe.
How are you? Wake up, don’t scare Orange. * I cried with my arms *
He frowned and opened his eyes, and saw my first sentence: “How is your wound?” I’m sorry.
I’ve been here two seconds, and it’s like he’s been caring for me for the first time.
“I’m fine, don’t be afraid. I’ll save you. You’ll be fine. “I’m crying out for my medicine, Brother Ji-chul, I’ll give you medicine. I’m sorry.
After listening to this, he had a shame on his face, and his pale cheeks were red.
That’s when I remembered that he was hurt in the ass.
Although Ji Qian is the future tyrant, he is also ashamed to be a young boy who has just reached puberty at the age of 12 and is still in primary school.
Well, actually, my face is burning. I’ve never seen a boy over the age of three since I was so old.
But I can’t help it. I can’t save myself if I’m shy.
I keep saying, “It’s just a little kid. It’s just a little kid.
Pants and flesh are already stuck together, and I have to be careful to separate them from his skin, which is too vague to allow any subtle thought.
Jing’s teeth are sorely gnawed, he can’t help but hum.
But it’s just humming.
It hurts so much, he’s 12 years old, he can’t stand it!
What a future tyrant.
21
I carefully drugged him, wrapped him up.
Because he’s been hurt too many times, I’ve already been trained in good dressing techniques, so it’s pretty clean.
After that, I took a breath of relief: “You’ll be all right, you’ll be all right. I’m sorry.
By the time I looked back, I found that the teenager had burned his face.
The system hints, the good sense rises to 70.
So I went on and I got up and pretended to shake.
Ji Jian was immediately concerned: “Your Highness, what is wrong with you?” I’m sorry.
“I’m all right, I’m all right. Don’t worry, I’ll get you a glass of water.” I’m sorry.
When I turned around, I saw the blood from my shoulder, and the youths had a heart attack: “Your wound is broken, go back to the palace and let the doctor see me.” I’m sorry.
The system is screaming in my head: “Fine sense 80!” 80!”
I poured a glass of water to his lips: “Brother Ji-chul, drink water.” I’m sorry.
He was a little angry, “I’ll let you go back.” I’m sorry.
He was so anxious that, if his body allowed, he would jump up and carry me back, but now he had to lie weakly on the grass.
I nod my head: “Well, I’ll see you drink and go.” I’m sorry.
“Let’s go. I’m sorry.
And I showed my face, “Don’t be angry. I’ll go. I brought you food, and I’ll put it here. Remember, if you are hungry, the wound will be very slow and slow.” I’m sorry.
He was inspired by my face, full of pain and blame.
“I’ll see you tomorrow. I’m done, I’m out.
The system put fireworks in my head: 82! Good orange. You’re amazing! I’m sorry.
22
Since then, I have snuck out to look after Ji-chul, who is seriously wounded, but has a male master radiant, and in a month’s time he’s almost healed.
It’s been a while since, and it’s been going up to 85, and it’s been here ever since.
Although Ji-chul is a child, it’s not as easy as the tyrant.
The rapid increase in the previous period was the result of a cumulative outbreak in my previous months.
About 85 points to his level as never before.
But I need 100 cents to do my job!
We have to keep brushing.
And then I brushed it in front of Ji-chul for the next two years, and I barely managed to get to 93.
Look at the score I haven’t touched for a long time, I’m in trouble, Ji-chul is 15 years old, he’s 16 years old and he’s leaving.
The system gave me a trick, and a few days later, it’s Ji-chul’s birthday.
I decided to seize this opportunity.
I snuck him out of the palace on Pilgrim Day.
This is the first time he’s been out of the palace in years, and I took him out to the market, to go to the market, to sing and dance with young girls, to put flowers on the riverside, and to have fun.
But this guy doesn’t seem to be moving, he doesn’t care about everything else, and he’s been looking at me all along, laughing at me and watching me.
In the night, I took out a handmade hole light.
“Do you know that we have a custom in Kang-guk, and we must put a light on the birthday every year. I’m sorry.
As soon as my voice came down, I saw the cold young man in front of me.
“How do you know today is…”
And I smiled and blinked at him, and I blinked at him: “Of course I know, Brother Ji-chul, come and make a wish. I heard that the wish made at birth will come true in the next year. I made this lamp myself. My fingers are broken, and I know it. I’m sorry.
“Where is it? Does it hurt?” I’m sorry.
“No, it doesn’t hurt, it’s okay.” I’m sorry.
In the darkness of the fire, the ears of the young were red.
Make your wish, the fire is almost out. I’m rushing, “You have to keep your eyes closed when you make a wish.” I’m sorry.
Kiki nod his head and close his eyes.
Why don’t I just go with my wish and close my eyes and say, “Please let me go home soon.” I’m sorry.
Again, the eyes of the young man burn in my face, blinking.
He had a pair of amber-like eyes, which, despite years of reading, was amazing.
“Let’s put the light on. I’m sorry.
I’m done with him.
The skylights were flying a little bit, getting taller and further away, and finally turned into a little bit of a huge night sky.
“Happy birthday, Brother Ji-chul. “I bow my head and smile my eyes into two moon teeth.
The boy was barely breathing, and the next moment I was in his arms.
“Orange…” His breath sprayed in my ear, burning my heart to death.
Calm down!
It’s an attack, a paperman. You can’t touch the real feelings. You’re the one who’s going home.
And We reached out to hold him back, and the youths were thin and thin, but they were as though they had the power of a pound.
“Killy Brother. I’m sorry.
The system blew up at this time: “100! Orange, it’s 100! Mission accomplished! I’m sorry.
23
The first task was completed and the second started.
The mission was ruthless, and even I was impressed by the fact that Ji-chul would be taken out after he had a sense of affection, and his blackening values would make him a total tyrant.
I unlocked the initial blacking of Ji-chul.
It’s not far from completely blackening.
I can only do what the system requires to go home, even if I am impatient.
I haven’t seen Ji-chul for a month since I returned from outside the palace.
Finally, he can’t sit down and ask for a meeting at my palace.
I asked someone to go out and tell him to go away.
Ji Xian was shocked and did not want to believe that he stood at my palace door until nightfall.
I couldn’t watch him, but he was dragged away by the waiter. Who knows how powerful he is, and sent away several men to drive him away.
The next day, he stopped my car.
How dare you offend the princess! Get out of here! @Ambassah: #Feb14 #Feb14
I opened the curtains, and the light of hope appeared in the eyes of the teenager: “Orange…”
“A orange is what you can call? Come on, give me a hand.” I’m indifferent.
Ji Qian has stayed, even the resistance has been forgotten, and perhaps he has not even thought about it.
And the waiters held him in front of them, and they slapped him in the face, and drew blood from his mouth, but he seemed to have no sense, and his eyes fell on my face.
The eyes are full of confusion, confusion and pain.
I didn’t know why it was a sting in my heart, so I had to sneak up on it.
“Orange, what’s wrong with you, what’s wrong with you…”
“Kilong, stop harassing the Princess again, or the Princess will not forgive me.” I’m sorry.
I dropped the curtain and through the gap in the window, I saw Ji-chul kneeling on the side of the road.
And his head was raised, and his eyes were upon my car, and he remained still.
24
After that, Ji-chul came to me for days and asked me every time.
The news of his loss with Us quickly spread to the sky, and those who did not dare provoke him appeared again, and in a few days I heard he was seriously wounded.
I snuck into his house.
As soon as I entered, I fell into a warm embrace.
“Orange, I knew you wouldn’t leave me alone. I’m sorry.
I suddenly understood that he had deliberately lied to me.
I struggled to push him away, and the young man’s body swayed and fell on the ground.
He’s red, he’s bad, he’s got a fever.
I came to you this time to tell you to leave me alone. I’m sorry.
“No, no, you lied to me, and I forbid you to say that again.” I’m sorry.
I broke open again and pushed him hard, and this time he didn’t stand and fell.
I smiled at my mouth: “You don’t really think a rat like you like a mouse?” That’s funny. I’ve been playing you all day for your face. I’m sorry.
And he looked at me with his lips, and he looked at me with no confidence.
“How does it feel to be held up and fall again?” I shake my head with my face, and I say, “That’s pathetic, but you’re such a cheap thing that doesn’t even deserve to give the princess shoes.” I’m sorry.
“Orange…” And he said, “Orange…”
“Shut up! You should call me by my own name? I’ll break your legs next time. I’m angry at you, “Scram away from me when you see my princess.” I’m sorry.
I said I was leaving, and suddenly my ankle was caught by a hand.
I didn’t turn my head. I kicked the hand and ran away.
I’m glad I ran fast enough, Ji-chul. I don’t think I’ve found my panic.
The voice of the system came in due course: “The blacking value is 87, keep going, little orange, and soon we can go home!” I’m sorry.
I replied with a sense of discomfort: I’m sorry.
He was born to be a tyrant, and the value of blackling is very high.
I know it’s just a paper man, but why is it still so hard?
25
A few days later, I passed by a palace and happened to see Ji-chul being punched and kicked by a group of domestic servants, who was lying on the ground without any response.
When I showed up, his eyes fell on me.
I looked at him with pride and left without looking back.
But I can always feel it burning my back like fire.
Then, several times, he was injured in front of me, and I know he was deliberately trying to test me.
I’ve never asked, even blocked my way, and I’ll be beaten again.
A few months down, his blacking went up to 94.
Soon after my fifteenth birthday, I asked my father for a hand to marry him in order to stimulate him. The horse is the son of the Emperor, known for its talents, Shima.
My father has always favoured me, and he has been happy to accept my consent, and the marriage is set after two years.
That night, Ji-chul appeared in my bedroom.
And when he opened his eyes, he sat on the head of my bed and looked at me, and looked at me, and I was astonished, “How did you get in here? Come on!
There was no movement outside.
“What have you done to them?” I’m sorry.
“I forbid you to marry Smaura!” “He’s like a hairy lion, and he’s all over the place with the word “black.”
“What is it with you that your father married? * I’m up and out of bed * Or the Princess will break your leg! I’m sorry.
“I forbid you to marry him.” I’m sorry.
“Will I not marry him and marry you?” Do you really think I like a proton like you? How can you like me when your brothers are a treasurer? I’m sorry.
He grabbed my shoulder and shouted, “I forbid you to marry him!” I’m sorry.
“Are you crazy? Get out of here! I pushed him, raised the skirt, ran out, shouted, “Come on, come on! I’m sorry.
Ji Jing grabbed my hand, pulled me back and fell on the wall.
He came back and his kisses fell overboard.
My back fell on the wall and I couldn’t help but whisper.
“What’s wrong with you, Orange? It hurts you.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it. I’m sorry, Orange. I’m just so angry. How can you marry someone else?
And I said with my teeth, ‘I will not marry you, no matter who I marry. Die, never! I’m sorry.
His body was stuck in the spot, long, tremor: “Why? Orange, why are you doing this to me? I can’t do anything. Tell me what I can do. I can change. I’m sorry.
“You’re no good anywhere. You’re a bitch to me. I’m sorry.
“Why? Why? Orange, don’t do this to me. I’m really sorry. He said he cried like a child who had made a mistake and was panicking about asking for my forgiveness.
And We pushed him out with force: ‘Come, come!’
All the men in the house fainted on the ground, and the guards who were patrolling outside the door finally heard my screams, bursting into the house and leaving the almost collapsed tiara uniform.
He was thrown back to the Cold Palace on 50 slabs.
My brother, the Prince, listened to the incident and took someone to beat him half to death and finally humiliated him badly before leaving.
He’s hurt bad, but he’s got a man’s halo, and he’s had it for over a month.
I know he’s having a miserable time in the freezer, but I can’t do anything but keep telling him I’m sorry.
I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
26
After that, Ji-chul never came to see me again.
One day, the system suddenly came up with a hint that the blacking value of Ji-chul went up to 99.
Then, the next day, a fire broke out in the cold palace, burning him to death.
I know he’s dead.
Ji Qian has an uncle, who is also a great genius, and who has been a master of his country for many years, thanks to his talent, he has been behind him.
Indeed, Ji Qi Qi was not the weak boy in the first place, but his appearance of weakness was only a disguise, and he could have stunned everyone into my bed, and his power and wisdom were not the same.
An uncle who cleared him of obstacles in Qing, together with his own abilities, returned to his country six months later to kill his brothers, forcing the palace to seize power and become the new Emperor of Qing.
A year later, he waved southwards, and the foot and foot were unstoppable wherever they passed.
By the age of his father, Kang Guo, he became uninvolved in his country and became intoxicated in his quest for eternal life by emptiness of the treasury, which had long been less powerful and had been invaded by his country without much effort.
In the evening, Kang died, and my former favorite little princess became the princess of the dead.
See you later, Ji-chul, in black armor, with a long sword with blood on his hands, looking at me in cold blood, then ordering me to be cast into the street as a slave, and never to listen.
And I hear about him from time to time, even in Long Street.
How many more have he killed, how he kills for pleasure, or how he cuts hands and feet and digs eyes and eyes for small things.
He even let the beautiful concubines of the harem hold up their swords and fight each other, and he was blessed to survive.
Ji Qian’s name is far too high, everyone is afraid and the palace is under his authority.
It was his call, and I was in a difficult situation in Yongyon than he had when he entered Kang’s country at the beginning of the year.
Everyone can abuse me, be busy for a day and be beaten by other palace men.
I’ve been alive for months.
And on the winter, when the palace men set me up and watered me, and I fought cold, but the maid of the house locked the door, so I went to the woodhouse for one night.
I was freezing to death because I didn’t have a replacement.
The next day, however, I had to get up and work.
When I went out to get cleaned up, I first met Ji-chul on the road.
He threw a jade in the lake and let me go in and get it.
I know I can’t refuse, otherwise I may not see the sun tomorrow.
The winter water is so cold.
After a long search in the lake, I finally found the jade. I climbed ashore and gave it to Ji-yi.
“Can I go now? * I’m calm, but my voice can’t stop *
Cold, too cold.
I was so happy and he laughed, and his eyes were full of sarcasm and joy: “Go away. I’m sorry.
“Thank you, Your Majesty. I’m sorry.
I shrugged my shoulder and walked away hard.
I couldn’t last a few steps. I fainted.
27
I passed out three days and three nights, and when I woke up, I was lying on the bed of the Jianli Palace.
The system says that Ji-chul’s now blacked out is 99, and I’ll be out of here as soon as I can.
I know, so I passed out in front of him just to wait for the chance.
“Wake up? The blogger says:
I don’t want to start. I don’t want to see him.
“Orange, did you ever think of today? I’m sorry.
I don’t answer.
He said, “If you kneel down and beg me, maybe I can save you.” I’m sorry.
I was silent for a moment, and I said, “Let me go back to Yongyon.” I’m sorry.
“Huh. “He smiled, couldn’t, turned away.
At night, a maid came in to dress me up and I was taken to Ji-chul.
He was drinking and having fun, and in front of him was a group of dancers who danced with tiny hips.
And I kneel before him for a long time, and he looked at me with joy.
After drinking, his top five officers became more glamorous and suffocating.
“I remember that you used to dance. I’m sorry.
Yeah, I jumped in front of him.
Then he went on to the phantom: “Do you know that there is a dance name that sparks fire, and a dancer who dances on a coal fire, and is so beautiful? I’m sorry.
“The servant doesn’t know. “I bow down.
“Also, I will show you once. He looked down at the dancer, and followed his finger to the head: “Show it.” I’m sorry.
“No dancing, no dying.” I’m sorry.
It’s so pale when you dance with Jitton.
The inner waiter brought up a number of red coal fires and laid them on the ground.
The dancers stood up in a frightful manner, with the sound of a coal fire.
Everyone was scared to move.
In the eyes of Ji-chul, the dancers stood in a few positions, but in a few short seconds they couldn ‘ t stand it, jumped in pain, and the whole man jumped on a coal fire, screaming in his mouth like a mad monkey.
“Yes! Yes! Bravo!
The dancer struggled for a while to jump out of the coal fire, and the guard had a knife in front of her and forced her back.
She had to continue to struggle on the carbon fire, and she ended up in the carbon fire, deranged her body and smelled meat in the air.
The carbon fire set fire to her clothes and soon turned into a fireball.
It was a sad and long time before she stopped moving.
All but Ji-chul, are pale, breathing fast and afraid that the next one will be his turn.
At the behest of Ji Qi, someone came up and put out the fire and dragged the dancer’s body out.
He smiled cruelly and looked at me, “Do you see it? I’m sorry.
I was already scared of two battles, and I saw his eyes, and his tears came out unchallenged.
“Please forgive your Majesty. I’m on the ground.
“Do you want me now?” He laughed.
My back is cold.
“The servant knows wrong, ask His Majesty for mercy. I’m sorry.
He stretches his hand into my arms, and a hand pulls a thread of my hair around his finger, saying, “Do you know what to do? I’m sorry.
“The right handmaidens know that the right handmaidens will obey and behave.” I looked at him with red eyes.
And his eyes fell upon my lips, and We sent them with awe.
He choked my waist and kissed up like crazy.
28
On the second day, Ji-hwan named me a so-called So-sook, and I changed from a sinner to a princess.
At the beginning of the year, he deliberately mocked me, but I took out what I had to do when I had a feeling of kindness, sometimes reminding him of what he had done, and soon he surrendered and fell into a soft spot.
I know he likes me, always knows.
A few months later, he sealed me out as a queen.
On the day after that he asked me, “Do you love me, Orange?”
When he looked at me, there was a ignominy and hope in his eyes.
“I love you, Brother Ji-chul, I love you. I’m sorry.
As if he had been given what he wanted, he held me with excitement, and had not let go for a long time.
“Orange, my orange my orange his voice wandered in my ears for a long time.”
The following night, I lifted a dagger and stabbed him in the middle of his sleep, and he looked away and fled.
But I couldn’t get away completely. I stabbed him in the arm.
He took my knife back, and he threw it out.
His arms were bleeding, but he ignored them, and his eyes were locked in my face, and there was pain: “Why?” Why are you doing this to me? I’m sorry.
And I said, “You have destroyed my country, and you have killed my mother and father and my brothers and sisters, and you have killed my fiancé, and I will avenge them.” I’m sorry.
He pinched my jaw, “Orange, did you ever, ever, have a heart for me?” I’m sorry.
I laughed, “No, no, I hate you, and I hate to kill you.” I’m sorry.
“You’ve been lying to me all along? I’m sorry.
“Yes!”
And he smiled, and when he was mad, he cried: “How dare you dare me? How dare you! I am stupid!
He fell me from my bed in a fury: “Come on, that day, the Queen of Orange will be deposed and thrown into heaven!” I’m sorry.
29
I spent a few days in prison, and the blackening value of Ji-chul remains steady at 99, with no signs of rising.
The system’s in my head.
I’m calm and I have plans.
About half a month later, Ji-chul came to heaven as I expected.
He stood outside his cell and looked at me quietly.
“Orange, I will give you one last chance and if you say you love me and never leave me, I will restore you to your back and give you no honour and place. I’m sorry.
He speaks high, as alms.
But I know he’s begging me.
He’s begging.
And We took the lips and whispered, “Dream.” I’m sorry.
He kept quiet.
I kept laughing, “It’s never gonna happen, Ji-chul. I never loved you, never.” I’m sorry.
His face turned white with my words, and he finally failed to maintain his pride and ran away.
His back, humbled and weak.
That night, I took the candles off the hall walls and lit the cachot.
Of course, I let the system block my pain, or I won’t be able to do that.
In the fire, I saw Ji-chul rushing towards me and being stopped by the palace and by the guards.
I cried out, “I hate you, I hate you…”
And that’s when the voice of the system came in my head: “The blacking value is 100, the hero is completely blacked, the host’s mission is complete, it’s going back to the world, countdown, 10, 9, 8, 3, 2, 1…”
The last image before us is the sad face of fire.
I woke up in the hospital room.
The mother and father who were at the edge of the bed wept.
“Go get the doctor! Go! I’m sorry.
“All right, I’ll go. I’ll go. I’m sorry.
I cried and cried and cried with their mother, “Mom, I’m back, I’m back…”
“Just come back, just come back, you’re worried about your parents…”
The system’s voice again in my head.
“House host, would you like to keep or delete the memory of this dress? You have a choice, consider it carefully. I’m sorry.
I can barely breathe.
I thought about it and I chose to delete it.
I’m sorry, Ji-chul, I’m finally going back to my life.
“Now execute memory deletion, countdown, 10, 9, 8, 3, 2, 1…”
30
I woke up in my dream and I opened my eyes to the eyes of Ji-yi.
I looked at him, and all the things that had happened, all the things that had come to my heart, and I was crushing my throat.
Turns out I’m really orange.
“Remember?” He had dark eyes.
I slit my lips and didn’t know what to say.
Ji Qian’s hand brought me into my arms, held tight, strong and painful.
It’s like I’m gonna run away.
He bowed his head in my neck and whispered, “This time I will never let you go again, and I will keep you with me for the rest of my life, Orange, and you will never run, ever.” I’m sorry.
“Kilong. I called him by his name.
“Well, I am.” His kiss fell upon me like a kiss of precious jewels, pious and humble.
“Sorry. I’m sorry.
I’ve been meaning to tell you, I’m sorry.
I didn’t want to do anything, but I did, once and for all, hurt him.
I never really thought of him as a paperman, because he stood before me alive, able to run and breathe, and his skin was warm and fresh.
I’ve just been deceiving myself as if it would reduce my guilt.
“I forgive you,” he said, “Don’t ever leave me again.” Never leave. I’m sorry.
I didn’t answer, and I don’t know how.
I remember my parents who grew up in a car accident one night with white hair burning my eyes.
What would they have done without me?
I can’t imagine.
So I can’t stay.
I have to go back, I love them as they love me.
31
I’m a queen again.
Ji Qian has taken me as a treasure to the point where I want the stars in the sky and he will really find a way to get one down to me.
There is no objection to that.
His wives were killed and maimed by him. A few years after my last death, I left the harem empty, none of them.
The ministers wanted to go to the contest and were afraid to die.
Oh, I’m not afraid of dying.
Now that I am such a evil nation, the ministers are almost full of joy and joy, waiting for me to spread the leaves of the Zion.
Me, I’ve been thinking about it 1,800 times all day, and unfortunately, I haven’t heard anything.
I know there’s very little chance of getting out of the system. After all, the mission was over and the system didn’t pull me in this time.
But I don’t know how I’m gonna get out of here.
Time has passed and the blinking has come to Fantasy.
Ji-chul took me away from the palace alone and did what I did with him again.
We’ll go to the market, we’ll sing, we’ll sing, we’ll put the lights on.
Finally, the lights.
And when he lit the fire, Ji-chul looked at me and said, “Orange, do you know what I wished for? I’m sorry.
I shake my head.
He looked at him: “My wish is that my hope be with orange forever and never be separated, and this time it will remain the same. I’m sorry.
Don’t look at me.
He was forced to ignore his twinkling disappointment.
This time, my wish has not changed.
Turning around, everything seems to be back to square one.
Destiny, too uncertain.
32
That night, when I called the system countless times, it finally appeared.
“Orange, why are you back? I’m sorry.
Even the system is somewhat shocked.
I’m surprised to hear it.
Finally, I asked, “So, how am I going to get out of here now?” Can you die again?”
The system says, “No, it’s your real body, and death is death. I’m sorry.
Death is real death.
I can’t help but wonder.
I can’t die here. I have to go back to my parents.
“You were brought back from the altar, and you and Ji-chul were the masters of the altar, otherwise you would not be able to cross it, which means you can go back through the altar again. I’m sorry.
We said, “But the altar is in the Empire, and I can’t even get out of the palace now.” I’m sorry.
“I can fake your death.” I’m sorry.
By the way, I opened up in Suseidon, to the extent of Ji-chul’s feelings towards me and his paranoia. If I die, he will bury me in the mausoleum and he will be with him in the future.
That way, I can use the altar.
And letting Ji-chul think I’m really dead is a relief to him.
“Well, then I’ll fake my death! I’m sorry.
33
Of course, fake death is not an easy death, so that Ji-chul will suspect that there must be a proper cause.
I’ve been grounded by Ji-chul, and I can’t leave my bed except when he’s around.
In order to get out, I began to pretend to obey, to take orders and to stay with him.
And every night when it was strong, Ji-chul couldn’t help but ask me, “Don’t leave me, Orange, don’t leave me.” I’m sorry.
Every time, I didn’t answer.
It wasn’t until six months later that I finally let go and said “good.”
Ji-chul surprised me and told me my legs were soft for days.
The second time he asked me, “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
He smiled and grabbed my hand, kissed my finger, kissed me in the face, and threw my armor.
On that day, Ji Qi was in a good mood, and I took advantage of my frustration and kept him in my bed every day, bored and bored, and finally he let me walk freely in the palace.
At first, every time I went out, he even followed me personally.
If the system hadn’t told me, I wouldn’t know.
He hasn’t fully believed me.
Gradually, I guess I’m not the same. He finally stopped following me all the time, and he just kept watching.
There’s the system hanging around, and I can keep track of those guards.
After half a month of waiting, they finally caught their slacking moment.
I was in a canoe on the lake, and I slipped my feet into the lake.
When the women in the palace were panicking, they came down to me.
The system keeps the lake grass wrapped around my feet, and they can’t pull.
This is how the guards react, but they’re too far from the lake’s heart, and by the time they get there, I’m dead with the help of the system.
34
It’s fake death, but all my feelings are still there.
I can feel someone pulling me out of the water, pressing me on my stomach, forcing me to spit out lots of lake water and trying to save me.
But it didn’t work.
I was sent to Ji-chul, where his cold fingers fell on my face, and he was frightful.
I heard the stifling cry of his throat, and then the noise grew, and I ended up crying.
Crying tore my heart apart was ringing in my ears and my heart was stinging.
I was picked up by him, smelled familiar and took me back to my bedroom.
He put me on the bed with his hands in my hair.
“Orange… my orange…
“Wake up, will you? Don’t leave me. Please, wake up.
“Why, why do you do this to me? I’m sorry.
“Orange…”
His kisses and tears fell together.
He’s probably crazy. He spent seven days in his room and seven nights with me.
At night, I slept with my arms around me, and during the day I was dressed, combed my hair and painted my face with fat powder, creating the illusion that I had not died.
It’s either pulling me to talk, remembering the past, or telling me what he’s looking for.
And We grew old with him in the future, and never parted.
In order to make my death more real, the system created signs of rotting and stinking, but even so, Ji-chul had to kiss me.
He’s really crazy.
I knew it.
Finally, on the eighth day, my hair fell out of his palm, and my face was stained, and Ji panicked, holding me in my arms, looking for the Stick.
“Your Majesty, your mother is dead, and there is nothing I can do. I’m sorry.
“Waste! You’re useless! Who says orange is dead? I’ll kill you!”
“Your Majesty, although I can’t save the virgins, the coffin on the altar is not corrupt, Your Majesty is better…”
This has worked, and Ji Qian has hurried to send me to the Mahal.
He held me all the way. He didn’t let go.
Finally, I was put in the coffin I wanted.
Ji-chul looked at me one night and ended up with a kiss on my lips. “Orange, you wait for me. I’ll be with you soon. Wait for me. I’m sorry.
What does he mean?
Nobody answered my question.
I finally left, and I crawled out of the coffin until late at night, and I bit my wrist and spilled blood.
I’ve disappeared from the mausoleum in a great light.
Goodbye, Ji-chul.
May you forget me, live and be a good gentleman.
35
When I returned to the real world, I realized that it was only a few hours before I left, that in the quiet of the night, everything went to sleep, and no one found me missing.
The next day, the grave of Mount Morsi disappeared.
It’s gone with it, and it’s all memories.
No one but me remembers finding a huge grave here, and there’s nothing on the Internet.
It’s like that grave, with that long and tired memory, never happened.
But I know that everything I’ve been through is true.
It exists in my memory.
Whenever I think my life is back on track, it sneaks into my dreams some late night.
For some time, I was even in a state of mental discomfort, and a few months later, I gradually returned to normal.
Soon, a new semester began, and I was re-involved in busy learning and work.
Professor Hu taught a lesson and I did an assistant.
The first class is about to begin, and I rushed into the school building with a piece of material.
Probably rushing too fast to notice. I hit a boy at the corner of the stairs and lost a piece of it.
“Sorry. “I apologized, I couldn’t see people, I went down to find them.
And the boys in front of them fell down and helped me pick them up.
Finally, everything was packed, and a long, pale hand handed it to me.
“Thank you. “I smiled up, but I stood still when I saw the faces of the boys.
“George! I’m sorry.
I looked up and I was scared back.
But I forgot that the stairs were behind me, and the whole body fell back and forth.
The hand waved in the air was suddenly caught and pulled back.
The information was scattered.
“Are you okay? The boys are looking at me.
“I’m… I’m fine…”
He smiled and the sun shined: “Are you mistaken?” My name is Ling, and I’m a freshman this year. I’m sorry.
Ji-chul won’t smile like that.
His smiles were always eccentric, gloomy, heart ache and scary.
He’s not Ji-chul.
Neither age nor identity.
Besides, how could it be so light if Ji-chul knew I was running away again, so that he might have set up this place, so that he could count me bloodthirsty?
I think I’m really depressed. Ji-chul’s just a writer. How can he be real?
“Sorry, I got the wrong guy. I’m sorry.
“It’s all right,” he smiled, and he leaned down to help me pick up the data and put it in my hand, “Remember my name’s Lin Koo. I’m sorry.
He turned and left.
I lost my mind and I took a deep breath and rushed to the classroom.
I didn’t expect to be in the last row when I came in.
It was me, and he was a little surprised, and then he smiled at me and made an expression: “Here we meet again, classmate.” I’m sorry.
I politely pulled the crap and took my eyes away.
Even though he looks just like Ji Qian, it seems that he can’t be treated as an ordinary freshman.
36
Lynge took the initiative to represent the class, and I, as an assistant teacher, will have many contacts with him in the next semester.
In order to facilitate communication, we added micro-credit.
I looked at his circle of friends, about a few months ago, and it was a little bit of life, a completely normal circle of friends of ordinary high school boys.
The last one was sent more than a month ago on receipt of a large A acceptance letter.
And for some time, because of the course, we quickly became familiar.
I found out that he was really a naive big boy, slowly, and I dropped that gap and started to think of him as a regular student.
This weekend is the birthday of my best friend Lin Lin, and we’ll celebrate her at the bar.
She pulled me in the face and said there’d be a lot of handsome guys, so I’d dress up and try to take one home and end the mother’s baby.
God knows I don’t have any ideas about dating.
But in order not to give her face, I cleaned up and wore a nice dress.
The bar environment is noisy and it hurts my ears.
I don’t know who started the dice game, but I got a lot of wine.
And then I got a little dizzy and quit the game and went to the bathroom.
On the way back to the booth, a strange man came up and smiled and smiled, “What’s the matter with you? I’m sorry.
He said, “Give me a drink.”
“No, thank you. I don’t drink. I’m sorry.
The man reached out and pulled me, “What’s the clean-up?” You’re drunk and you’re not drinking? I’m sorry.
“Let go of me! “I was struggling, like a panther, and punched the man down.
It’s Lingu!
“Who are you? “The men are still a little confused when they fall on the ground.
Lin Qiang shiled my waist and laughed: “I am her boyfriend, and if I disturb her, I will break your leg!” I’m sorry.
“Fuck, beat me up,” the man got angry, called a couple of pretty greasy men around, pointed at Lin Qui, and said, “Fuck this guy!” I’m sorry.
After that, a few people came up.
So the forest pushed me away, and it did not say the first thing: “Be far away.” I’m sorry.
When the voice went off, a group of people got in a row.
I was so scared, I thought I’d go up and help, and I saw a greasy man being kicked out, and then the second, third…
After a while, five people were lying on the floor, turning over their cries.
I was totally on the scene because of the intoxication until Lin held my hand and pulled me out of the bar.
The young man’s fine face was one piece of purple and his mouth was covered with blood.
“You are… you are hurt…” And I reached out to touch the blood of his mouth, and who knows the eyes and pierces the air behind him, and fell upon him.
And he held me, and held my hand in his face, and humbled himself: “Yes, Aoi, I am very hurt, and you are responsible to me.” I’m sorry.
“I’m responsible for you, I’ll take you to a doctor right now.” I’m sorry.
I’ll walk him out of here.
Somehow I was stuck in the back seat of a taxi, and I completely forgot to go to the doctor’s room, and I just wanted to sleep in the car.
I heard someone say, “Where do you live? I’ll take you back.” I’m sorry.
I consciously reported the address, and then I went to sleep in a comfortable position with a warm, luxurious human pillow.
37
The next day I woke up in a coma and looked at the lumber next to me, and I blew up.
I looked at the corner of the covers, and my scream almost blew the roof!
“What are you doing here? I’m sorry.
I woke up Lin-chul with my head and said, “I took you home after you were drunk yesterday.”
He looked like a daughter-in-law who had been bullied by a bully.
And I, the villain!
I’ve been thinking about last night, and I’m probably drunk, and Lin sent me home, and I’ve seen him as a human pillow and I have to drag him to bed!
And then…
I can’t help but think about it. I’m trying to sew it in.
Help!
It’s evil!
I’m not a human being. I don’t think I’m 20 years old yet!
I smoked, “What, Lingu, I was drunk last night. I didn’t mean it, you…”
He looked at me with tears in his eyes, and he looked at me with tears. I’m sorry.
“No, I didn’t mean that, but this was an accident. Let’s just calm down and think about it.” I’m sorry.
And he made a smile again: “Well, Aoi, I wait for you. I’m sorry.
Wait for me?
What are you waiting for?
Did I just promise anything?
“Aoi, I have class today, I have to go to school,” he came up and kissed me in the face and said, “See you later.” I’m sorry.
I’m confused!
I’m stupid!
He lifted up the covers and dressed, and I almost blew my nose!
“Why didn’t you say anything? * I picked up a blanket and covered my face like a fire *
“Sorry, I’ll pay attention next time.” I’m sorry.
Next time? * I’ve got two twitches in my mouth. *
Don’t you like me? I’m sorry.
I reached out and waved, “All right, let’s go, let’s go! I’m sorry.
Help!
38
I was relieved when I finally heard the door close.
I couldn’t figure out how things were going in the direction of such a ghost in bed all morning.
Finally, I had to get up and go to school because of the class.
Forget it, headache. Not for a second.
At the end of the afternoon class, he met his brother Cheng Ming at the entrance to the school building and went with him while he talked.
It didn’t take long for that to happen.
He seemed a little unhappy and hostilely staring at Ching Ming.
What are you looking at?
What’s the point is I’m a little confused.
I wasn’t sure about him, and I didn’t do anything with Ching Ming.
Lin Qing came over and said, “Who is he? I’m sorry.
Sounds like, a little, a little…
Cheng Ming Feng is a bit confused, and laughs, “Orange, who is this?” I’m sorry.
Listening to him as he calls me, Lin-chul’s face becomes even more ugly, squeamishly ripping my waist, and provocatively looking at Ching-ming: “I am her boyfriend.” I’m sorry.
I disproved, “When did you become my boyfriend?” I’m sorry.
“So, I don’t want you to be responsible for me. We were there last night.”
I reached out and covered his mouth immediately: “Shut up!” Stop it! I’m sorry.
You’re my great-grandfather!
Cheng Ming has a clear face and smiled with embarrassment: “Orange, I suddenly remember I have something to do. Go ahead, go on. I’m sorry.
It’s as quick as the motors were.
I just let go.
“What does Aoi mean?” * I’ve been watching with my eyes *
I couldn’t help but say, “I’m sorry, Ling, but I, I’m not really ready to fall in love, so…”
It’s like the tall one is short.
“So Aoi doesn’t want me, right? I’m sorry.
“Huh? I, I’m not, I may need a little time to think about it. “I’ve been speechless.
And he dipped his lips and bowed his head: “Okay, I know.” I’m sorry.
After that, he turned around and left, and his back was like a little cat that was abandoned.
How do I feel guilty?
It’s a sin house.
But if I’m in love with a guy who looks exactly like Ji-chul, I can’t.
39
After a couple of days, I found out that Lingqin had dropped out of school, and more than one section, and all of it.
We can’t get back. We can’t get through.
It’s like I disappeared from my life.
I can’t believe I’m so worried.
A week later, he had not appeared, and I called him again, still without a call.
Just a little disappointed, the cell phone was ringing, and the name lingo was on the screen.
I pressed it and it was a strange sound.
“Are you Lingu’s girlfriend? I’m sorry.
“Huh? “Well, yes, who are you?” I’m sorry.
“I’m his roommate, he’s been drinking for days, he’s asleep, he’s calling your name, and I’m afraid something will happen to him. I’m sorry.
“Where is he now? I’m sorry.
The other party gave him an address and immediately after I said, “Come right away”, went out and drove to the bar he told me about.
When I got there, my roommate brought me to him and left.
He’s been drunk and muddled on the couch.
What’s still mumbling in my mouth?
“Roorange…Roorange…
It’s so soft and so soft, I can’t stop the old face.
I went down and pushed him, “Hey, Lingu, wake up and go back.” I’m sorry.
He opened his eyes, and saw me, and his eyes were brightened: “Academy. I’m sorry.
He came up and kissed me on the lips.
I stayed.
Damn, why is this kid so sleepy?
Forget it. He’s drunk. He knows nothing.
“Aoi, why don’t you ask me?”
His eyes were red and wet, and he saw my heart numbed, and the sourness was a mess.
Damn it! Calm down!
I deliberately said, “Who lets you skip school? I’m sorry.
He panics and grabs my hand: “Well, I’m not going to skip school anymore. Can I please stop? I’m sorry.
I’m ashamed of my face, and I say, “Well, okay, get up first, I’ll take you back to school. I’m sorry.
Am I your boyfriend? I’m sorry.
“Yeah, okay? Get up. I’m sorry.
His beautiful amber-like eyes are full of time, and he’s satisfied, standing up, and I’m going to walk out.
When I got in the car, the guy fell asleep on my shoulder, too late, and the car outside couldn’t drive into school, and I had to take him back to my place.
At last, he was taken to his bed, and I was exhausted.
The man looked thin, actually sank, almost broke my waist.
It took me a while to lie down, to come back, to wash, to reach out to the boy who was sleeping like a dead pig, to take me out, to spin around, and I was in bed.
“Where does she want to go? Don’t you want me?” And he’s so sad and scared, like he’s going to change.
“I didn’t. I just wanted to go…”
And it was not finished, but suddenly it was hot on the lips.
His eyes were like water, and I drowned myself.
Listen to him calling me by his name again and again. I’ve been completely lost.
Sleeping in my eardrum with a loud sound.
“Orange My Orange I finally got you…”
Quantified
After the death of the orange, Ji-chul almost went nuts.
In the daytime, he used all his energy to govern the country, and suddenly he turned from a tyrant to a king, full of joy and admiration.
No one knows, however, that he was looking for a replacement just to take care of his country’s business and went with his orange.
It was not because of his responsibilities, but simply because he did not want the country to die too quickly, that he and the oranges would be disturbed by the sleeping place.
Late in the night, he finished his work and returned to his bedroom.
It’s still the same as when the orange left.
Even the bed and pillow were used before she left.
He lays on his bed, burys himself in a blanket, holds a pillow and smells deeply of oranges left over there.
However, that fragrance has weakened and will soon be completely dispersed.
“Orange, wait for me, wait for me, I’ll come to you soon. I won’t let you wait long.
“We can be together forever, and no one can separate us. I’m sorry.
He’s crying, laughing, and he’s crazy.
One day, the Emperor of Chin Tian suddenly came to see him and told him that the kiki typhoon altar had been opened.
It is only him, not him, who is the master of the altar.
He went to the Mahal night after night and ran into the grave room.
At that moment, he almost had a terrible pain.
Orange, lie to him again.
Orange, you’re mean.
More painful than that, yes.
Orange’s not dead. She’s alive.
And the great joy of the lost came upon him.
Hatred and love intersected with him, and ultimately, without any suspense, love prevailed.
He immediately wanted to go to her and again took her back, tied her to her side, even if she broke her legs and kept her from leaving.
But at the last minute he returned.
He suddenly had new ideas.
If Orange is trying to escape, why can’t he be with her in a new capacity?
That way his orange won’t be afraid of him and won’t hate him.
Great.
One day he’ll find his orange.
Grab her and never let go.
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Case number: YXX14 Rrz0ajtYYYJb8NiMmJy
After marrying the master brother,
I just want to work as a girl.
pineapple in slippers, etc.
x
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
