4. Mountain spring grass

Mountain grass.

Blessed wife: the road of ancient clouds

I’m wearing a book, and I’m wearing a very pretty roadie.

In my 22nd year, the man and woman returned to Kyoto.

Soon my father will be cold, and I will be a sinner from the only daughter.

My father seemed to have a hunch, a nose and a tear.

Saying that when he dies, one of my daughter’s houses will be bullied, so that I may find a son-in-law.

Well, the old man hasn’t lived a few years, so I nod to make him happy.

And then I looked at the man my father found for me, and I was stung.

Isn’t that the dog who put my dad in jail a few years later?

I’ve been living in this book for almost 20 years, and I’ve been living outside of this story, and now I’m going to marry the core?

Maybe, even if it’s a passerby.

But I didn’t realize that the man in the original book, who was in the business of raising money and playing with power, had been holding me in his arms the day after the marriage.

I thought my father would find me a happy husband for at least a year and a half.

I didn’t think I’d just let go, and he smiled and said to me the next day, “It’s so nice to marry you. I’m sorry.

Shang? Your little son?

I’ve been thinking in my head about the cleanness of the Da Lisi, the cleanness of his young son, his appearance of weakness and some stupidity.

Honestly, there’s a bit of a crack.

But there’s a bit of pompous, just living, married to someone who isn’t married, picked some dumb, maybe comfortable.

We said, “Come on, let’s go. I’m sorry.

I put me in a carriage, and I went to the Ya moon building to eat at the Lantern and Xiaoteng.

“It’s hard to find a young lady in Da Lisi’s house.” I’m sorry.

She doesn’t know that in a few years she’ll be left alone and I’ll be the daughter of a sinner.

Normally, I don’t bully.

But now…

“Yon, I like you. I’m sorry.

“Sing, you’re so low…”

“No, I’ll carry you as a concubine, and I’ll get you straight later. I’m sorry.

I look at my men and my women, and I’m confused.

Isn’t it too much for her to come with me today to develop feelings for others?

He didn’t hit me in the face. He hit my father in the face.

So I went in and lifted their table, and the wine fell.

The one called Yung-sama was scared to hide in the arms of a man.

The man with a bit of a dull face is full of fear: “Who are you?” I’m sorry.

“Who am I?” I’m laughing, pointing at the signpost that says, “I’m the boss’s house. I’m sorry.

I didn’t think the fool really said, “I don’t know, I didn’t offend the court…”

I looked at the sign. Yes, it’s the Lantern Room.

He looks at the man in front of him. Yes, he’s thin and weak. He’s a fool.

“You’re the young master of Da Lisi, right? I’m sorry.

He noded his head.

“What the fuck are you pretending to be?” How dare you bury my lady! I’m sorry.

There’s a lot of noise on our side. The people in the right and right rooms are out here, and they’re in the liquor store.

The building is full of VIPs who can’t be offended.

Don’t worry about it! “You and my lady have changed the plagiarism and dare to spat with another woman and snuff! I’m sorry.

The fool looked up and shook his head.

I realized that there was something wrong, and I covered the fish’s sweet mouth and looked at the housekeeper: “Sorry, I’ll pay for it. I’m sorry.

But it’s too late, and the people around are beginning to elaborate: “The young master of Da Lisi wears a green hat to the daughter of the Chief Minister!” I’m sorry.

I listened to the words that I had spread, and I didn’t expect to be used on myself.

“What’s this? I’m sorry.

I’ve been in a big red robe, like a groom. “Father, in short, this man has greenened the young lady, who has raised his drink table. I’m sorry.

“Good boy. The red man walks around with the twits and he blows his hands, and he says, “I beg you to marry me if you don’t marry me. I’m sorry.

There’s another one in the crowd.

His face rose red, but the woman in his arms was anxious: “I forbid you to humiliate him!” I’m sorry.

I looked at someone on the fire and bit on his teeth, “Shaw Linggawa!” I’m sorry.

He smiled at me and slapped me on the shoulder, and turned to the crowd: “Screw up, my Miss Qin loves to fight for revenge, but it’s not good for her to remember. I’m sorry.

Another rumour.

And We wringed his arms from behind him, as if he were no one, and he said, “This is a disservice to you, so let your wine be free from your presence this day, so go back and enjoy yourselves.” I’m sorry.

Mr. Xiao’s atmosphere! “The others started to woo.

I’m angry and I’m laughing, but I got him.

But after this mess, people were going to go back to their room.

I didn’t think there was a clear voice in the crowd:

“I’ve been waiting for Miss Qian, but Miss Qian was meant for another son. I’m sorry.

This one’s gone.

I looked for someone and found him next door.

Look at the door, laugh, look away.

I:

Xiao Lingchuan: …

People:

His identity was recognized: “The son of the right, Xiaoshan of the centre. I’m sorry.

I looked at his sign and looked up.

Take a look at the other one next door, one eye and one black.

I’ll be back in a minute.

This whole second floor, it’s called “The Blue Room”.

I don’t know who to dump in a while.

But these are secondary things. I think my dad’s crazy.

Isn’t he my father’s enemy?

My father and his father were fighting the other day, and the bruises on his face are still on.

And he used to say to me, “The old man of Zen, whose sons were born, was not a good thing, nor was he a poor man.” I’m sorry.

I put down my delicate feelings and thought about my father’s intentions.

Xiao Lingchuan turned his eyes and pulled me upstairs.

But as I was passing through Silent Hill, my arms were pulled.

Let go. I’m sorry.

The silent mountain turned its back on him and looked at me for a moment, “Miss Qiang.” I’m sorry.

I thought about it and rejected Xiao Lingchuan.

Zhiqing! He’s mad, “I’ll come to you at the police station as soon as I get back from the field. I heard you were in the Yazuki building and came here specifically. You’re going to dump me for him! I’m sorry.

For some reason, in contrast to the silent Mount of Silentness, and looking at the furry Xiao Lingchuan, I suddenly became ashamed of my silly son.

It was only when I helped Xiao Xiao and Linggawa, that I entered the chamber of the Silent Mountain.

The men were sitting in front of the case, in broad clothes, as if they were a mountain.

“Ms. Twilight surprises me. He took a tea and pushed it to me.

“The longer you get, the longer you get.” “I’m still enjoying his beautiful skin.

Last time my father got swollen by his father, his father got beat up, I went to the palace to pick up my father, and happened to meet him, he had a bad face.

He choked and said, “We are going to get married in two months. I’m sorry.

“I know. I’m sorry.

“I don’t need you to do anything for me, but I hope you don’t get me into trouble.” I’m sorry.

“Okay. I’m very good at it.

The man moved his eyebrow a little bit and seemed a little surprised.

I put my hand on my chin, and my hand was bored, and I stabbed him with his finger and bone: “But when I am my husband, I am also in demand.” I’m sorry.

He looked at me, and did not hide, except to exult: “Say!” I’m sorry.

“I can’t suffer. You have to protect me. I’m sorry.

He noded his head and slowly said, “A man has to protect his wife. I’m sorry.

“II, I’m not good, I’m bad, I’m good, I’m good, I’m good, I’m good. I’m sorry.

He’s nodding his head again, with a few smiles in his mouth: “I’ve heard of Miss Zhi’s reputation. I’m sorry.

“Three, you can fuck outside, but don’t spread it to me. I’m sorry.

The silence mountain stopped laughing and there was a crack in the face.

It’s not that I offended him. He runs the largest wind and moon in the city. Who knows if he is a rotten cucumber.

He looked at it, and it turned out, “Okay.” I’m sorry.

And when I turned my lips and looked at the man before me, suddenly I found him to be a good man, neither could my husband.

My old man has a few eyes.

Soon after I got back, my father ran into my yard.

Sir! It’s true that you lick dogs in the Yazuki building, that you’ve greened Silent Hill for the Da Lisi son, and that you’re green for a whore. I’m sorry.

I rubbed my forehead, and my anger came out of it: “It’s not your fault. It’s not the mother-in-law’s room. I’m sorry.

“Ah, what? What is it?”

I told him what happened today, and he hit him in the head: “I don’t know which son of a bitch designed it, but he’s got brains! I’m gonna make the boss change! I’m sorry.

Shaw had a sneeze in his head.

“Dad, why did you pick me as your husband? I’m serious.

Dad touched my head: “It was the political enemy that I would marry you.” I’m sorry.

He looked at the air, and looked at the air: “The family of Zeng behaved in a poisonous manner, but the exit would not be in violation of the word, and would not be left in the cold of tea.” I’m sorry.

He said, “It’s good not to marry, but Dad doesn’t worry that someone will die at any time on this road.

“You’re married to Tsing’s house, Dad’s lost, and the Tsing’s house is dead, Dad’s watching over you. I’m sorry.

It is repugnant and discredited to be wearing a green hat on the occasion of the marriage of the young son of Da Lisi.

His daughter Qianxiang was wearing a green hat.

The chief of the city is Fu Xiao Lingchuan, who licks his dog to the last of nothing.

Queen’s daughter, who was in a difficult situation, added a new sin — a watery flower.

The little fish paints me in a colorful way from Mr. Snack.

Such rumours involving yellow green are the easiest to see in the city.

My father sent his family to the streets to shout: “No one is green!” Nobody’s green! It’s all wrong! It’s all a mistake!

Yet no one believed.

What a misunderstanding!

I had no reputation, I had more lice, but all three men’s devotions were corrupted.

My father himself apologized to Da Lisi.

Xiao Lingchuan doesn’t care. He’s into it.

There’s nothing left but Silent Hill.

Although my father didn’t want to bow down with the Zheng family, he was concerned about my marriage, the greening and the dignity of a man, and he put up with it and tried to apologize.

I watched Dad breathe, I breathed, I did psychological work, and I couldn’t bear it, “Dad, I’ll go. I’m sorry.

But I’m glad the old man’s happy, and I’m sorry.

When I went to Tsing’s house, I met the father of Tsing Silent Mountain.

Although my father used to say that his face was thin, like an ugly bean sprouts, he was actually dressed in white, like a fairy.

It’s just a little crooked.

“Sir,” he saw me, coughed up, and somehow covered his mouth, “What are you doing here?” I’m sorry.

And I said, “Come apologize for what happened to the moon tower.” I’m sorry.

“It’s good that the donkey has a good daughter who knows what to do.” I’m sorry.

When Silent Mountain saw me, he took a little look at me and looked at me after all the business in his hand. I’m sorry.

“Mr. Shang. In my study, I pushed the box in my hand to the Silent Mountain, and I looked forward to it, and said, “I came to apologize, this is my father’s… I’m sorry.

“Yo-ho, rare.” He leaned on the back of his chair, and said, “Mrs. Zhi’s mouth is strong, and there are soft words?” I’m sorry.

“So you value it. * I’m whispering * I’m sorry.

He smiled, pushed the box back to me, smitten his eyes, and showed himself a few tedious things: “No, I said yesterday, you don’t have to do anything for me, you don’t need to cause trouble. I’m sorry.

What is necessary is imperative.

“Moreover, this is a misunderstanding. I’m sorry.

He came to me all of a sudden with his body on his back, and his sharp eyes were magnified in front of me, with a very serious tone:

“As Miss Zir’i was described as a guile, it must be hard for her to feel it, and it is cruel for a woman, and you are a victim, so don’t take it seriously.” I’m sorry.

What do you mean, “common mind”?

But I don’t care, even I’m happy to see that I’m a stubborn, eccentric, watery woman.

Like a good man who messes with one another and is accused of wrong, and if the troublemaker says so out loud, yes, I am a bad man, and he is the one who is tolerated.

I want to be the bad guy to get out of this world.

I’m not really bad, but I don’t want to argue. I want to be the bad guy.

So I took my eyebrow with a little bit of joy: “No, I am indeed a watery flower.” I’m sorry.

The face of Silent Mountain gradually became darker, slowly retreating and returning to a position on the back of the chair.

I laughed, “But you’re cute. I’m sorry.

And his ears became red, and suddenly his eyes became cold.

“Don’t talk nonsense. * He’s a serious one.

That’s funny.

“Okay, you’re not cute. I’m sorry.

His face started to black again.

Then what do you want me to do?

When I left, Silent Hill opened up my hard-earned apology. It was a collection of poems in front of you, all alone.

He’s in the mood for a few words of good faith, and he opens his poems and doesn’t want a piece of paper falling out of it.

There’s four big words on the paper: I’m right.

This silent mountain is really smiling.

There has recently been a major event, when the Seven Kings, who have been in the border for many years, are returning to the DPRK.

The Emperor’s body is getting worse and the son’s mouth is getting higher.

In the original book, the return of the Seven Kings opened up the war.

So my father has been very busy at night, talking to people, and he’s working with the three kings, who he’s loyal to, against the coming enemy, the Seven King.

The master is busy, the servants of the house are busy, one prince is busy, others are more busy than their brothers, at the end of the fall, and the people are busy, so I am alone in the world.

I’m a free man. Take Xiao Lingchuan to the field.

“I wonder how long it’s going to last. * I’m flipping the kebab * * oil on the barbecue *

Xiao Lingchuan was lying on the grass, scrambling and complaining to me: “Why did you marry so soon?

“or the dog who married Silent Hill.” I’m sorry.

I gave him a barbecue, “I want to cheer my dad up.” I’m sorry.

He laughed: “Why have you not been so kind before?” I’m sorry.

“You will marry him, rather than me. “The laziness of the lines is like a white cloud in the autumn, and I see it, and I see it in his eyes as full of water.

“Stop it. I don’t think, “It’s important that a man’s chastity be protected and that you keep it for your beloved girl. I’m sorry.

He spread his robes aside, filmed and let me lie on top.

He was wearing blue clothes today as clear as the sky.

I lay beside him and watched the sky and the birds.

In the wilderness, clear miles, warm in the autumn.

“It’s not true,” he ate a bunch of barbecues and threw his signature over the side. I’m sorry.

“I know what I’m doing. Can I hurt you?” You don’t have to believe they’ll be nice to you. I’m sorry.

He was not normal, and then he turned into his mother: “Well said, the most untrustworthy, no one has a mouth.” I’m sorry.

“I can’t. I can’t delay you and the girl you love later. I’m sorry.

“No,” he looked at the blue sky, “I don’t have a girl I love, I don’t know. I’m sorry.

What does it feel like to be in love?

“My love is like the grass of spring in the wild.

“Sometimes there’s a wind, and the grass floats, and the long, and the taller. I’m sorry.

He thought about it, “I don’t really have a girl I love.” I’m sorry.

After the barbecue, Xiao Lingchuan’s little boy came and asked him to deal with the business as a matter of urgency. He had no choice but to go back.

Without a date, I wandered around with a little fish, thinking that there was an orange forest near me, and I went to pick oranges.

My oranges are pre-maturized, before all the other oranges in the market. Every time at this time, all the noble lords buy sweet oranges, they come out of their own orange forest, and people in the Queens don’t want money to eat.

Me and the fish picked the ripe oranges, and picked them, like the sound of a trooping out of the sky, shaking under my feet with a big earthquake.

I ran over to watch the fun.

A man dressed in armour from afar heads up behind him a cavalry.

There was also a carriage in the team, where the woman lifted up the curtains and looked out her head and was in the wind.

I dazzled, male and female.

The one that hit me the most was the man riding in front of the man.

In a dark gray uniform, it fades.

It’s Silent Mountain to welcome his future king into the city.

And when the hoofs were raised and the dust rolled up, a man’s spirit rose and my thoughts were pulled to three years, my father was sentenced to exile.

It was not until they came to me to stop that my consciousness returned.

And as if I had offended him in some way.

“Who are you?” One of the male masters asked me, “Have you seen His Majesty?” I’m sorry.

I laughed in my heart, and I looked innocent, and my eyes turned around and I lifted up the basket in his hand:

“I don’t know any seven His Majestys. I came to pick oranges for my husband. I’m sorry.

Round-face and Seven Kings look at Silent Mountain at the same time.

“Who is your husband?” he said. I’m sorry.

“It’s a dog.” I called him, “I’ve seen it a few days ago, and I’ve received my gift, and I don’t remember it today.”

“You’re in business, writing a paper, aren’t you so unrememberable, Lord Tsang? I’m sorry.

I was in a bad mood.

He looked up and looked at me, and I looked back.

The Seven Kings also watched the Silent Mountain with joy.

“Well, my fiancée.” I’m sorry.

“This is His Majesty, do you know him?” I’m sorry.

I know, it’s annoying.

I’m tired of holding a basket of oranges in my hand: “Come down and take the oranges. I’m sorry.

The seven kings laugh before they lose their voice.

And the Mount of Silent Threaded with it, and my heart became more angry.

I was going to fall on the oranges and walk away so he could walk down and pick up my oranges.

I’m just taking a breath.

I bowed to my knees in the presence of my bare hand: “My daughter has met His Majesty, so she will not know His Majesty’s identity, and I ask His Highness for forgiveness.” I’m sorry.

“Get up. The seven kings laughed and said, “I’ve heard that his fiancée is a temperamental woman. I’ll see you today. I’m sorry.

“If you have no temper, you can’t hold it. “I stood in the autumn wind and didn’t tell him I was squeezing.

The Seven Kings have taken a line and stayed with me.

I’m not happy with him. I can’t say anything.

Once I accidentally kicked a rock, it was lucky that the Silent Mountain was carried in time or I would fall.

I thought he was gonna laugh at me, and he was ready to turn his eyes over.

And he was like a tree in the fall, looking for a piece of land to sit down and swam me in two eyes:

“What’s the matter with you? I’m sorry.

And when the heart of your Lord enters the city, it will be equal to the arrival of Our Star of Calamity, and you will be happy, and I will be in awe.

“Being angry with you. I’m sorry.

“You’re so full of shit. “Sit down and rest, walk tired.” I’m sorry.

I was a little tired. I moved my ankle and sat down reluctantly.

Fish left to call us a wagon.

So we sat silently on the earth, looking at a tree before us, quelling its leaves.

“Why did you give me a basket of oranges? He has nothing to say.

I’m in the mood, and I’m just saying, “Because you’re my baby.” I’m sorry.

He’s funny. I’m sorry.

So We rounded up his eyes, turning on his head, and turning and laughing, and saying, “You are me, and I am the One, and the Bo, and the Bei.” I’m sorry.

When I’m done, I’ll go back and watch the leaves fall.

Didn’t notice he was dead.

On the way back, Silent Hill didn’t talk much in the wagon, and was a little stunned and stupid.

I’m bored and irritated. Isn’t he a good guy in the original book?

I poked him in the arm and felt hard: “Hey, talk to me.” I’m sorry.

He opened his mouth to talk, and I was afraid that he would say something bad and stop it in time: “Don’t educate me, don’t criticize me, and don’t question me. I don’t want to hear it.” I’m sorry.

“What do you want to hear? I’m sorry.

“Tell a joke. I’m sorry.

“No, I won’t. I’m sorry.

“That won’t happen. That’s a compliment. I’m sorry.

He said, “What’s wrong with you?” He said, “What’s wrong with you, you’re beautiful, but you have a temper and you’ve read a lot of books and you don’t know any manners.” I’m sorry.

I was so angry that I held his fists and he ate his pain, but he snubbed his brow: “This is really bad temper.” I’m sorry.

I don’t care about him anymore. Turn around and look out the window.

But listen to him laugh, “Come on, let me exaggerate you. I’m sorry.

I:

“It’s quite your father’s. I’m sorry.

♪ ♪ I’ll tell you ♪

What is it?

When did he see my dog crawling?

I look at the people in front of me and I completely lose my voice.

He saw me with a cold face, he showed a little bit of undetectable tension in my face.

Even though I can see he’s still on the side, he can’t pull his face off.

But I’m still listening. What’s wrong with him?

I’m embarrassed to go over his face and smile and nod.

When he got out of the car, he hesitated to return to his head a few times, leaving a soft line: “You are also lovely.” I’m sorry.

I suddenly had a delicate wind in my heart, and for a moment a little pacified my irritation.

Back home, I went straight to my father’s study, and the first thing I said was, “Dad, do you have to support the three kings?” I’m sorry.

My father looked up: “Hey, why are you suddenly…”

“Can you not take part in the battle for victory? They’ll die. “I looked at his white hair and suddenly his eyes were wet.

My body was supposed to be three years old when I came through and lived again.

As a human being who should have died but stolen life, I was always outside the scene.

When I learned that my father had arranged for me to marry Silent Hill, I only had a subtle feeling of involvement in the play.

But I never thought about changing the course of the book, because the author gave it the best arrangement.

The man best suited to be the emperor, the people live in peace, and the river is clear.

And on the way to this happy ending, there must be a corpse.

There are wars and sacrifices that cannot be avoided.

Impossible.

In this book, the Seven Kings, supported by my father, and supported by his family, became the last contenders, and the Seven Kings were convicted of corruption and sentenced to decades of exile.

After my father’s fall, the three princes, who would have been in the building, had lost the beam almost overnight.

Then the Seven Princes took the throne, and the New Emperor was a gift and recalled my father after several years.

But what then? The milling of the last decade has caused him to die of disease after a year.

When I read the book, I was groaning about the old man, under the author’s pen, who was a poor, respectable man who went all the way to the black.

And for almost two decades I have been living in a terrible state, because of the suffering of my father’s fate while I was confirming it, and I couldn’t bear to see it, and I was incompetent and unable to remove it.

So I thought, “I’ll spend more time with my father, and I’ll love my father, and when he’s exiled, and I’ll pay him, and I’ll keep him healthy until the day of his return.” So my father asked me to marry, and I agreed to marry anyone, and to make my father happy.

I thought I could accept things like this, really.

But seeing the Seven Princes return today, the impact on me is far greater than I thought.

In exile, exile, I’ve been thinking about the old man’s tweed-and-work in the winter, and I’ve thought about the old man’s “breath-up, white-blank” and his back straight, step by step, and the old man’s name is rare. So this former chief, the sinner of ten years, walked into the temple, and bowed down his knees, bowed down and bowed down, and shouted hurriedly at him who was on the throne. I cried and cried and cried.

And then I started crying.

It scares my dad. Just hold me and ask me who’s bullying me.

“Dad and Dad, will you not help the three kings or the other princes? If you have to help, will you help the seven kings?” I’m sorry.

He made up his mind so that I could stop crying and look at me so softly: “My Lord, there is no father this day without the Three Princes. I’m sorry.

Yeah, my dad, he has political opinions, his faith, his insistence.

When he was marginalized by his colleagues, it was the three princes who appreciated him and helped him, so that today’s season was over.

He will not forget, nor will he forget, and therefore will never betray the three princes.

I can’t convince him, I know.

He sheds tears on me and says, “Hey, Dad’s the one who can’t let you go, as long as you’re doing well, and Dad’s happy with it. I’m sorry.

She came home that day, and watched the orange basket she gave her.

She picked it up with her own hands and gave it to him.

I knew she didn’t have a door on her mouth.

But when he called for him to kiss the baby, he found it true that, although in the autumn, spring and weed had taken root in his heart, fast and strong, and had grown unconscionably, and caused his whole heart to be confused.

What’s wrong with him?

After a long reflection, he seemed to have an answer.

He’s not the one who’s weird, he’s clear and he thinks he’s supposed to be a little bit.

What do girls like? Nice clothes?

Or the flowers on your head?

He’s not sure.

The mother died early in the year, and there was no one to ask.

You can only ask your subordinates in the smokehouse.

“Ahem. “What do you like? I’m sorry.

“Money. I’m sorry.

She’s not so cheap.

“On vacation. I’m sorry.

She’s been busy.

Whether Silent Hill had the idea of the first two subordinates, it had a bleak look on the last red woman.

The red woman turned her eyes, and a moment passed on to the Silent Mountain, and her voice was sticky: “Many, many, the beaks on his head, the ear falls on her ears, the bracelet on her hand… Most importantly, if it’s the man I like to give me, I like whatever it is. I’m sorry.

At the end of the day, Silent Hill picked out a butterfly gill in the jewels’ attic, but he found the jade next to him better, but both his bodyguards said it was beautiful.

The guards have wives. He trusts them.

So he received a fine wooden box from Zheng Dynasty, with a butterfly and a note.

The fact that the writings on the paper are clear and flowing, but are slightly condensed when writing, makes the two words very restrained: reverence.

The world seems to be a world in which those who seem to appreciate do not like it and do not want to tear down their joys.

For example, right now, the Silent Hill is staring at Xiao Linggawa, nearing to crush the fan.

Shaw Lingchuan in a pink dress like a flower butterflies, swaying in the streets, walking left and right, with a yellow orange in his hand!

That’s not an ordinary orange!

That’s the oranges in the oranges!

Only Zhiqing’s oranges are so big at this time, so yellow!

“My Lord, what is wrong with you? “Shervin saw his family staring at a flower butterflies and staring at strange ways.

“Nothing. He took a breath and he said, “Let’s go. I’m sorry.

“Hey, you’re going the wrong way…”

“Who, who hit me?” Xiao Lingchuan is looking at the glucose drawings by the street, and suddenly he’s hit by a squawk. I’m sorry.

“Where did you get that orange? I’m sorry.

“Aah?”

“Where did you get that orange? It looks delicious. I’m sorry.

It’s from him. “Shaw Lingchuan is inexplicable.

“Yeah, I don’t believe it. I’m sorry.

“Ooh. Xiao Lingchuan laughed, “Don’t you believe me? He has an orange forest outside, and the first oranges are taken every year.

“I can also pick oranges in her garden. By the way, she has dates. I can pick dates. I’m sorry.

As a matter of fact, Xiao Lingchuan didn’t come up with a few smiles on his dead face.

“Ooh, the Silent Mountain is gone.”

Xiao Lingchuan feels a little bit strange, but he doesn’t care much, and continues to bend behind his back to watch the old man paint sugar.

The Silent Hill returned to the temple, sitting alone under a window, staring at a basket of oranges in front of him and laughing.

He knew that he was her only child, and he lied to him!

“Silvin. He called Kevin in.

Xue Wenjien looked at it and, as soon as he came in, he found out that the air pressure was not right inside the house and even took his foot lightly.

“My Lord, what’s wrong?” He was standing far away from Silent Hill.

The Silent Mountain leaned back and raised a finger at that frame of orange, in the light of it: “Get out and throw it.” I’m sorry.

Sherwin’s shaking. Isn’t this an orange from Miss Season? I’ve had to eat one every day.

Qianxi’s not a fuel-saving light, nor is his grown-ups a pain in the ass.

He doesn’t want to take this job, he doesn’t want to say, “My lord, you haven’t eaten much…”

It’s been a while since he’s been a baby.

“You throw it at me! * He closes his eyes, he’s impatient. *

Xueven slowly swung to the small table and raised the basket.

“Push it up. “The Silent Mountain rushes to move its eyes out of the window and does not want to look at oranges again.

Who would think that an orange tree in the court room was swaying in the sun with its green and fruitful.

He took a breath and moved his eyes back inside.

It’s a hell of a fight.

“To have the orange tree cut off in the middle of the court! I’m sorry.

“Huh? “It’s a gruesome tree, with a lot of fruit every year.” I’m sorry.

“Cut if you want!”

He knew his family was on the oranges today, and the tree could not be cut off. So the discontent is confined to the heart, and the trees are not satisfied.

I’m trying to cross the threshold and listen to a loud “soon” behind me.

What happened to you? “Silvin turned and bended over to Silent Hill.”

He looked through the orange, and then picked up the cup of tea on the table, played it without purpose, and said, “Put it down.” I’m sorry.

“What? What about the tree cutters? “I’m sorry.

There’s nothing to save people around him. There’s a bunch of face-to-heads in the hall, and the girls you like are angry with him. One day, he’s going to die!

“That. “Silent Hill is carrying oranges in Xavier’s hand, raising his chin and slamming.

Xueven lost a little first, but was very happy soon and was busy putting the orange back in place.

The Silent Mountain continued to look at the frame of the orange, groaning for a moment, and stood up and walked out of the house.

When the housekeeper went out to do his work, he happened to meet Xiao Zeng who was wearing a fan and slowly strutting to the door of the house, and was as good as the moon. He’s on the way up, and he’s got a gift: “The grown-ups are here to discuss with him.” Come on in, I’ll tell you now. I’m sorry.

“There’s no need to be alarmed at the picture, but I’m here to see Miss Qi.” I’m sorry.

“This is not the girl in the house. I’m sorry.

“Hmm? “Do you know where she went?” I’m sorry.

The butler shakes his head, he doesn’t know.

“It seems like she went to the Maple Palace, and when she left at noon, she heard from the little fish girl and the young lady. I’m sorry.

The smile of the Silent Mountain was soared and soon returned to normal, and she asked, “The lady often goes to the Maple House.” I’m sorry.

And the housekeeper said, “Yes, our lady has always said that the rice is good, and she must be eating today.” I’m sorry.

All right, let’s eat.

And the butler murmurs himself: “Maybe I want to hear the music, and the lady has always said that the song at the Maple House is good… ..

Okay, that sounds good.

Emoticons management is a mandatory guest for all of you in the halls, and even more so in Silent Mountain, where he can live his whole life with anger, as he is now, for example. The attitude of leaving the Qin Dynasty would be so generous if nothing happened …

Green Maple Palace! What is that place? The famous Qin House of Chu!

Go eat, listen to music, then?

He doesn’t believe me.

This is Miss Qianjia, who’s so bold, who knows what she’s doing and who’s calling her baby.

As soon as Silent Hill threw her sleeve, it was decided to leave her alone.

I have recovered my feelings these days and have begun to live and live.

Xiao Lingchuan sent me a letter asking me out, asking me to check my account for this month, and give me my share.

I gave him the first money to do business in the year. After all these years, he became the richest man in the city and never forgot my good.

The Maple House is a guacamole, which is a simple shop, but because of its taste and reputation, it has been set up on the first floor to accommodate regular guests. The second and third floors are the places where real customers are received, and the men who don’t mention the company, the men who carry the dishes, have a nice face.

It’s a good song. He knows I love to come here and spend the afternoon, so he’s here with me.

When I said it was a check-up, but he was still working, I looked into the sun, and I should have answered him.

I opened my eyes and looked out the window, and I got lazy from the couch:

“It’s late, I’m leaving. I’m sorry.

Xiao Lingchuan raised his head from a pile of books and looked at the sky: “It was early.” I’m sorry.

And We turned our lips: “It is time to go back to my father’s birthday. I’m sorry.

“Bye-bye.” I’m sorry.

He picks his eyebrow, and he says, “Okay. I’m sorry.

I went down the third floor, somehow, and I thought someone was staring at me.

And then I look four times, and I look unexpectedly at a familiar figure in the corner.

In the middle of Silent Hill, a tweezer was caught in a pile of mackerel bamboo, and there was only a pot of wine on the front desk, and although one face was so strung, it was very low on the spot at the moment, with little attention being paid to him.

I went to say hi to him:

“What are you doing here? I’m sorry.

He leaned against his chair and looked at the musicians on stage, as if he were admiring the silkbean string, and heard me say hello to him, and did not move; he looked me in the eye and looked me in the eye, and took it back, and said, “Why am I here?” I’m sorry.

♪ I can’t ♪

“How do I know why you’re here? I’m sorry.

But he seemed strong, and he was grotesque: “What do you want me to do?” I’m sorry.

And I thought for a moment, and realized, that he was not a man of pleasure, but that there was something to be done here, and that I was disturbing him.

“You’re here too? I’m sorry.

“What’s going on?” What can I do for you? I’m sorry.

♪ I can’t ♪

He’s been planning this all day. Can he do anything I know?

I couldn’t understand what he meant by asking me.

And he did not turn away: Say thou, say thou, why dost thou not say, lest thou shouldst not say, wast thou of the lost hearts? I’m sorry.

It’s just that it’s getting more and more crazy, but it’s just that men, they’re always so unstable, so they’re so unorthodox, I don’t want to talk to him, and I’m suffocating, and I’m saying, “Well, it’s natural for you to do what you have to do. I’m going to leave you alone, so do it.” I’m sorry.

He tried to control his face, but I felt like a cat.

Try to be elegant, but not at all.

After a while, he fell down the curtain, opened his mouth, said something, and was interrupted by a bright line in the back.

And I looked to Xiao Ling-chon, and he came down from the stairwell, in pink with eyes, and as soon as he moved, he came towards me like a phoenix.

It was only on my side that he saw the Silent Mountain, which I had just blocked, slowing down in a moment, stomping towards us, sweeping down the Silent Mountain. I’m sorry.

The ugly face of Silent Mountain is even worse when you see Xiao Lingchuan: “What? I’m sorry.

“No, no, no, no, I’m just here to pay back the beak.” I’m sorry.

He reached out to me, he lays in his hand a strangling butterflies, and he leans towards me, and his voice is not small, so that all three can hear it: “Well, you accidentally put your head in your room.” I’m sorry.

The silent mountain looked at the butterflies and smiled and drank the rest of the glass, and looked at me:

“Why are you messing with me?”

I didn’t understand what he meant at all. I was a little confused. When I came back to my eyes, he had taken the back of the maple.

“Huh. “Sau Lingchuan leaned on the table and laughed at the shadows of Silent Mountain, and thought of what, and asked, “Did you give him oranges?” I’m sorry.

“Yeah, why, why are you laughing? I’m sorry.

And he turned his back, and put his twigs on my head: “Nothing, I like to see him unhappy, and he smitten me. I’m sorry.

I touched the tweezers on my head: “What if I almost lost the tweezers he gave him? Hey, you guys, you got a temper. I’m sorry.

“This is from him?” I’m sorry.

“No, I’ll give you a better day.” I’m sorry.

I will not be able to laugh, but I will take it to my head: “Do not fight him, take me away, go away.” I’m sorry.

I’m going out.

Xiao Lingchuan looks at the circumstances in which she left and has a strange feeling that he doesn’t want her to be in too much contact with Shizumi because he hates Shizumi? It’s not just that.

Today is my father’s birthday.

He was very drunk and pulled my sleeve in tears: “Your mother left early, you lost your mother when you were three, and my father and father are sorry for you.

“You’re going to get married and celebrate your father’s birthday.”

My father was so sentimental this year, he wanted me to marry him, and everything was broken up.

When my father was 23 years old, he showed up in the courtyard, he did nothing, he was counted, and he didn’t say that my mother and my former master had died and died on the way to the temple.

It was in this context that only 17 of the three princes held my father’s hand and reaped the most powerful right-hand arms around them for decades to come.

I was with my father and I was with him and I was with him and I was with him and I was with him and I was with him. I’m sorry.

“My daughter, yes, my daughter…”

“You don’t know, Dad raised you too tired, you didn’t listen, you’d be offended, you’d eat anything and wear it, and it’s really bad…”

I:

“But you’re my daughter. What can Dad do? You look like a daughter. I’m sorry.

He ended up crying and lying drunk on the table and mumbling, “Yes, I have something to tell you. I’m sorry.

I stayed with him, but I said, “What is it? I’m sorry.

“The Xiao family boy you made up with, the Xiao family…”

I’ve got a little spirit. I’m sorry.

“Come on, let’s talk about it tomorrow, Dad. I’m sorry.

I just woke him up, “Tell Dad!

“The Xiao family case has recently been reopened, and it’s time to clear up. I’m sorry.

I jumped out of my chair, no matter how heavy I was, and ran to Shaw.

“Boom, boom, boom. “I woke up in the sound of my door.

I went into the door and went straight to Shaw Linggawa’s room.

Xiao Lingchuan just woke up in his sleep and opened the door in a white coat.

He wears brightly on a day, but at this point he wears away his plentiful face and looks like a little pure.

“Shaw-shaw, the family can be cleared!” I can’t wait.

“What? He’s not in the state yet.

I said, “The Xiao family can do it.” I’m making it worse.

The woman’s face became clearer before Xiao Linggawa.

Clear, beautiful, full of joy for him.

He hasn’t responded to what he said, but suddenly his chest is beating.

“Say something?” I waved in front of him, and said, “Don’t be happy.” I’m sorry.

He looked at me, and he took his head off.

“Then I’ll go. “I saw him not responding, thinking that he would spend some time digesting, and smiled and said goodbye.

However, less than a few steps were taken and persons behind him pulled their arms.

I turned my head, and he looked at me, and his eyelids moved, and the night was moonless, and his eyes were in pieces.

It’s scary to be around.

“You…”

And then he pulls it so hard that I hit him in the chest.

And then he felt more than his heart beat.

He bowed in my shoulder, shuddering a bit with his arms around me, and even in his moaning voice, he was overwhelmed: “Mike, I feel like I’ve grown a long time ago.

“Now it’s windy, it’s crazier, it’s taller than a tree, it’s flowering and it’s flying. I’m sorry.

I went back on my feet, and I remember pushing him away, and I was more helpless than he was.

In the original book, when Master Xiao was a servant of the Ministry of Justice, he had a serious complaint against the Ministry, which had held the pot to his father.

Later, and more recently, the complaint was turned over by the princes, who were found to be the one who hid it behind his back, who was liquidated and implicated the five princes behind him.

But the original book did not give Xiao Lingchuan any pens.

So, I’ve known Xiao Lingchuan since I got a piece of paper.

Our relationship, it’s not a story, it’s not human, it’s not for any purpose.

When Xiao Lingchuan’s father had not yet been decapitated, my family was close to his family, and neither I nor he were in love with the rules, meeting each other as a friend, but only too late.

He did not like reading the Book, but he was a big fan of the book, and his father was loyal, but he was also a dead mind, believing that his son had to take his way, that every time he failed, his father beats his ass, and then he came to my house and swore that he would never go home while he was screaming.

That’s when I was born with a bad reputation.

It is He who, while he is studying, looks down on the Silent Mount.

He goes back to the countdown first, and every time he says, “I had a student named Shizuku, a few years older than you, and you should know him. He took the first exam and I can’t believe how I taught a student like you today.” I’m sorry.

This is fucking annoying.

I’m bored, Dad. This one’s more annoying.

He said back to his husband: “Do not care about me, I will not take the test, and I will not be a master among men.” I want to do business, make money! I’m sorry.

That’s the same window.

Those who read books, especially when they are so well-born, who do not make Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu

My husband was a noble man, with a long desire, and a long wish was to teach the court a whole bunch of pillars, and he was therefore shaken: “You are…”

As a result, he cried out to me in tears, was beaten by his husband and by his father.

“The old man will say these words on his mouth. He was lying on his ass in my yard and spitting at me, saying, “Well, I’ve grown up, and he’s made me think I can’t be the first, he’s been so proud of himself for years, and he hasn’t been a judge!” I’m sorry.

By the end of the 1567, the other son had started his exams and he was still doing nothing.

He was 18 years old, and on the day of his entry into the examination, he escaped surveillance by his family, went over the wall and counted with me how much money he had made in recent days.

I said, “Your father is right. How many of you can’t be jealous of your brain if you will, and then again, the family will be a king.” I’m sorry.

He used to be free to take melons, drop them and look at me, “You really think so?” I’m sorry.

“No, no. I shake my head, and I stuff it back in his hand, and I say, “I like what you like, I know what you like, I don’t like what you like, and I firmly choose a path. I’m sorry.

I’m not like me. I’m confused.

Everyone else thinks she’s got a temper, she’s got a temper, she’s got a temper, and I’ve been walking around with the fog, and I don’t know where I’m going.

And he again put down his casserole, one hand on the table, with his chin on it, and approached me: “You are wrong.” I’m sorry.

“Are you sad? He said, “What do I do to make you happy?” I’m sorry.

I looked at his face as if it were a trimester, and suddenly I was blindfolded.

I shook my head, “No, you don’t have to do anything. Do what you want, and I’ll be happy.” I’m sorry.

He bends his eyes and smiles at me in the sun.

It’s a very live, obstinate age, he is, me too.

And I recall what I was doing when I was seventeen years old, as if I had sat in high school, six to ten nights, and drowned in the sea, a cruel and exhausted day, and turned back to me.

I am fortunate to have been born rich in this world, but I am occasionally distasteful of the freedom that seems to be in a cage while remaining in a cage, knowing that I have never been truly straight in spirit and sharp in sexuality, and that I have never been able to walk in a safe zone, never expected to change anything, and never really changed anything.

So I loved the young man in front of me, and I watched him do what he dared, and then watched his family fall, and he bloomed in the ruins.

He’s important to me, no doubt.

I was kidnapped on my way to find Xiao Lingchuan.

The kidnapper’s big brother’s face is dark and square, and he’s following two little boys with eyebrow eyes, a tooth and a pointy face.

Nor did he ask me for any money, nor did he rob me, nor did he mention anything, so he kept me in peace in an abandoned temple outside the suburbs.

I couldn’t help but beg him, “Hey, man, can I borrow that piece of crap you’re not wearing? I’m sorry.

He’s got a knife and he’s blind.

And I said, “How can I answer your master when I am frozen?” I’m sorry.

He finally took a look at me and dumped that dirty robe on me.

I’ve got a little warmth, I’ve closed my eyes and I’ve been waiting for someone to save me.

I waited for two days without anyone coming. I’ve been tied up for the last two days and I’ve been eating and drinking, and they’ve been stuffing a bag of water.

My father, Fish, and Xiao Lingchuan, they can’t find me.

“Big brother, what are you guys up to? Just say it and help me out. I’m sorry.

Brother ignores me, but the two boys will talk to me in a few days.

Missy, save your energy. We’re not stupid enough to get you out of this? “I can’t stand it.

“How much did your master give me? Ten times! I’m sorry.

“…”

“Twenty! I tried to show him two fingers.

“This…”

“What’s wrong, isn’t it because everyone licks blood in order to live better?” You’re a big brother, that’s how you stop me from living a good life!

“It is the old General Assembly that has lied to the underworld since ancient times, because they can only live a good life by lying to the underworld. I’m sorry.

I turned to my brother, and I smiled, “You haven’t had a safe day, have you?

“You are no worse than him if you follow me, but ask my servant of the monsoon house…you–“

I’m not finished, I’m stuck in a rag.

“Little girl,” the big brother looked at me like a wolf, and said, “I’ll make you feel better. I’m sorry.

He stayed in the temple for a long time.

They’re waiting for my master. I’m waiting for my father.

Then he screamed, “How is she bleeding?” I’m sorry.

The other two looked at me together, as if they were enemies.

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“No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Big brother took off the cloth from my mouth and I took a few breaths and said, “Why haven’t I seen a woman?” I’m sorry.

“No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

“My family is your age, and my children are carrying them.

“Is it too dirty for you to live in a shaky day?

“I told you to follow me… I’m sorry.

My mouth’s blocked again, damn it.

I’m staring at Blackface and I can’t burn his face out.

After another day, there was finally movement outside the temple.

The voices are not in the minority.

I was taken outside, and a man in purple threw a dagger over my neck.

The silent mountains across the street are killing them.

Xiao Lingchuan saw me shout at me immediately: “Mike!” I’m sorry.

But they’re all passive because I’m with a purple man.

The man in the purple dress laughed out of his mind: “Bring it or I will kill her!” I’m sorry.

In the original book, which contains evidence of a crime against Xiao’s family, the crime went smoothly, without a big blow, and caused the death of the Minister and the Five King.

I can’t believe I’m here now and I’m dying.

“How about a pretty one with a knife across, then a knife up?” I’m sorry.

I was made to cry, and I had a tumultuous forehead in my eyes, and I felt so much pain, I shed more tears, I couldn’t speak, I couldn’t say anything, I couldn’t help it.

“Let’s hear what the beauty wants to say.” I’m sorry.

“Fuck you! You idiot… cough…

When he did not finish his speech, he choked me with his eyes and his neck.

He’s a madman. He’s getting even more excited. I think he’s going to strangle me.

But he can’t stop him from being a fool.

If he goes back like he did in the original book, he’ll save his life, but he’ll kill me and cut off my face, and my father won’t kill him.

“Let go of me! Let go of me! “Shaw Lingchuan has taken the knife from the guard and is about to come.”

I’m in a hurry.

This Shaw Lingchuan is crazy! He doesn’t know kung fu. He’s in a hurry to give heads?

Ahem! Ahem!

I’m really dying, trying to keep my eyes on Silent Hill, hoping he’d stop Xiao Linggawa.

And the Silent Mountain stood still and turned aside.

The King apparently didn’t look at Xiao Lingchuan, but he sent a guard to stop Xiao Lingchuan. The man who Xiao Lingchuan was trying to brainwash was no match for a well-trained guard, and he took his knife off.

It was only in Silent Mountain that two guards were brought back to Xiao Lingchuan, and the Five King did not stand in the way, because Xiao Lingchuan was of no use to him.

He just tightens his hands, and I get blueter and even my eyes start to blur.

And just as he was about to strangle me, he said, “Let go.” I’m sorry.

The five kings laughed: “Come on. I’m sorry.

So Silent Mountain bore the burden of the sin, and walked behind my back.

I’ve got two eyes. He’s cool, but I think he’s infected.

When he had nothing, he dared to go this way. The five kings took the opportunity to take him down.

Does he know how to fight?

I can’t think. He’s in front of the Five Kings and he’s about to hand that stack to the Five King.

With a bet in mind, I was tied to the back hand, compared to a “yes” gesture.

Then, between the lightning and the stone, my men cried out, and I was pushed into the shadow of the Silent Mountain by a force.

And when the Mount of Silent Hill withdrew its hand at the moment when the kings were about to take the testimony, and dragged me into his arms, I ran back.

Then the arrow came and shot at a group of five kings behind us.

The King’s appearance is also an arrow, a knife drawn.

The black-faced brother went out of his way to lift his knife and cut him off at Silent Hill.

“Be careful!” I said.

He shoved the evidence into my hand, and he slipped a crossbow out of his sleeve, pressed his fingertips, the blade broke out, and hit the eye of his face, and his knife was cut.

In a state of shock, an arrow blade came at me and the Silent Mountain.

In the rain, Xiao Lingchuan shouted “Be careful” and saw him running towards me as if he was going to take me down.

In the light I saw a knife slashed through the slash and heard the sound of a arrow breaking through the air.

I had no time to react. A force fell on the ground with me, and then it covered me.

The rest is not clear, because when I fell down I hit a rock and fainted.

I had only one thought before I fainted, Shaw Lingchuan, you son of a bitch.

I woke up in a strange place.

The clothes have been changed to clean bedclothes and the moon belt has been laid.

The memory before fainting flashed, and I fainted, and I woke up from the trance, and the browsing and the bluntness of the neck went into the senses.

Hiss. I’m sorry.

The little fish on the side of the bed raised their heads: “You are awake! I’m sorry.

“Where am I? I’m sorry.

“In the house of Zeng, close to the house of Zheng, you were wounded and Lord Xiao Zheng was wounded, and everyone was anxious to put you here.” I’m sorry.

Where’s Lingchuan? I can’t stand the pain.

“Mr. Xiao is fine. He’s been looking after you. I’m sorry.

My heart’s on hold. It’s fine.

But he got in my way. How can he be okay?

When I didn’t think about it, someone came in, and Xiao Lingchuan was in black, and he was wearing a thin black dress.

I saw him angry with his heart: “What is wrong with you?” Swordless. You’re out again, you’re in again. I’m sorry.

He was scolded by my head and my face, and his eyes were down, “I fear you will be hurt…”

“Then I won’t let you joke about your own life!” I’m sorry.

He doesn’t talk. He doesn’t seem to feel wrong.

I was even more dazed, but I listened to him, “I’m sorry because of what happened to my family.

Scolding him was stuck in his throat, and I lost all my anger at him.

And We touched his face: “What are you talking about?” I’m sorry.

Because of the unacknowledged cooperation between my father and Shizuku Shan in the fight against the King, the King will take me for a knife, and there will be other targets if there are no family matters, and if they want to kick the King out of the game, I will not escape.

And I said this to Xiao Lingchuan, who was not happy to hear it, and who was so depressed at the moment when he was smiling, he gently held my hand and looked at me as if he had made a determination. I’m sorry.

I had no reason to panic and reject: “What is wrong with you? What are you going to do?”

He just smiled, “Nothing. I’ll hug you, okay? I’m sorry.

I opened my arms: “Yes, you can hold as long as you want. I’m sorry.

He leans around me.

I knew that he was afraid and distraught, and returned to him to comfort.

It’s just I don’t know. There’s a guy outside the window who’s wearing a bandaged chest and pulling out the wall.

Silent Hill came to see me at night.

When I saw him look, I felt like I was something, because he looked like the one to be seen.

And his lips were white-footed, and I was so scared that I had to put soft blankets on the chair: “Come, sit down. I’m sorry.

He sat down and touched the veil in my head: “Does it still hurt? I’m sorry.

It hurts, but it’s nothing in front of his knife.

I rarely spread a good lie and said it didn’t hurt.

He suddenly called me by my full name.

“Hmm? I’m sorry.

“If you don’t want to marry me,” he said, “I don’t have to be forced to do it.” I’m sorry.

I don’t know why he said that.

I’d love to marry him. After all these times, I think he’s really good.

“No, I do. I’m sorry.

“Really?” He looked at me, “Do you like me and marry me?” I’m sorry.

“Of course. Who doesn’t like Lord Shang? I’m sorry.

“I mean, women like men. I’m sorry.

I pour tea with hands.

“My mother never met my father before she married my father. There are many women in the world who get married blindly and only once in their lives.

“Does it matter to you or me? I’m sorry.

He folds his palms under my hand, and the light yellow tea pours into the cup of tea, and the sound of it is so unheard, as if it were, “Yes?” I’m sorry.

I put down my teapot and tried to pull my hand back, but he was so tight, he couldn’t move. The more I struggle, the stronger he is.

“Let go!” I’m angry.

“I don’t care. “And somehow he will grow a thin anger between his eyes.”

While we were at a standstill, the sound of the fish came out of the door: “Miss, there’s a man from the captured king crying to see you! I’m sorry.

“Let him in!” I said.

It was not until the sound of the door, when it was pushed away, that the Silent Mountain loosed its grip.

“Who are you, what am I doing?” I’m sorry.

The round-faced man opened his eyes, too, and cried: “You liar! You said I’d be your man!”

“Cough…” I was choked by tea and scared. Why do I look at you like this? I’m sorry.

Not at all. Who is he?

“I, twrt, twt?” He fell down on the ground and raised two fingers in anger while he sheds tears, as opposed to a “Yah” gesture: “You did not say that. You said, “Twenty times! Let me be your man!”

Oh, I remember. Little pointer.

It’s just…

“How did your face turn round? Where’s your tip chin? I’m sorry.

“I said I was your man, and I pushed you out of my teeth to save you. They didn’t believe me. They beat me in the mouth. I said, “They swollen me.”

Good boy, I’ll let him go, give him money, and slap him in the back: “You’re my man! I’m sorry.

I didn’t think I’d spit in his blood.

I:

Men are so vulnerable.

I feel guilty for letting the fish help him down with the best medicine.

Little Pointy was a little tired, too, trying to drive everyone out of the room and go to bed.

However, when he turned around, he saw the Silent Mountains covered with their chests.

“What’s wrong with you? “I’m a little scared, but he’s not just too hard on the wound.

It’s my sin again.

I waved to get a doctor.

He looked up and looked at me, and he frowned deeper.

“Sorry I’m wrong. You’re wounded. I shouldn’t fight you. I apologized without any pressure.

“Well,” he said, “It hurts. I’m sorry.

And he said, “My lord, I said that you must not go anywhere until you have recovered. You must come to see Miss Qi. This is not just an arrow wound to the chest, but a knife wound to the leg. I’m sorry.

I’m afraid so. I’m sorry.

“Do you want to put a bunk in Miss Qi? It’s not polite, but…”

And I watched them sing together, and I remembered the strange deeds of Mount Silent.

No wonder, Silent Mountain, it’s no wonder the original book says that you’re calm and you’re not sure about me.

“Let’s get them out of here. How can you sleep in a bunk? * I’m not as good as he thinks I am *

He coughed, “I can do it. I’m sorry.

I pretended to think, “No, how can the wounded sleep on the floor, and I have to go back to the court tomorrow, so why don’t you go tonight and sleep on this bed?” I’m sorry.

I said I had to pack the fish and arrange for me to leave.

“I like to sleep in the bed.” I’m sorry.

I can’t help but laugh.

I won’t let Silent Hill sleep on the floor.

The next man took a soft couch in my room, and the Mount of Silence spent the night in it.

Must not be as comfortable as the bed.

Actually, I know that his pain and weakness may be three, but seven is definitely true.

Because of the pain, he’s thin and sleeps fast.

The light of the moon was pouring out on him, and I lay my pillow and saw him still in his sleep in pain.

One of the coldest and most tender eyes on his face was tweaked at the moment, tweaking the edges and showing some of the soft and fragile that were hidden.

An arrow in the flesh, a knife in the leg.

Thank you, Silent Hill.

The following morning, Xiao Lingchuan stepped into the house of the Secretary-General, and saw the silent mountains lying on soft couches.

“What are you doing here? I’m sorry.

“What’s the noise?” I’m sorry.

Xiao Lingchuan saw him as his master, he was so upset to his chest, he was so afraid to make noise, he had a bad time.

He took three steps and took two steps forward, no matter what wounds were on him, and dragged him almost to the outside of the house with his shirt.

“What’s up, morning. “The Silent Mountain pretends to be unclear, so it speaks with sincerity.

Xiao Lingchuan was already suffocated in his chest, and he was sold cheaply, even jealous of the fire, and kicked on his good leg with his feet.

Hiss. “Silent Hill had no idea that Xiao was so immoral that he almost fell, so that he could barely stand up against the wall.”

“What’s the matter with you?” Siu Lingchuan was shocked, too. I’m sorry.

It’s wrong. Why would he explain?

Why does he sleep in the room?

So what if he kicks him?

Shizuku thinks he’s so good at pretending that he’s mean, but he’s so good at it.

“Thank you, but… Xiao Lingchuan changed his tongue and said, “You’re very picky, you won’t marry a disabled man with both legs. I’m sorry.

And the eyes of Silent Mountain were sharp, and the wall dazzled, saying, “Do you not think that if she did not marry me, she would marry you?” I’m sorry.

“Come on! “Shaw Lingchuan’s pupils shrunk, and the whole body became so tense, “whom she married, she had to use your outsider to draw a finger.” I’m sorry.

“Oh? Am I wrong? “The Silent Mountain laughs, and even a little bit of tenderness and compassion, and he knows that this is even more irritating. “Why do you care if I’m wrong? I’m sorry.

As I can see, Xiao Lingchuan is coming down like a frost, but he smiled: “Doesn’t Lord Xing think that you agreed to marry you because she liked you?

“What are you, a stranger? Son of a political enemy? I grew up with you. And he said, “We’ve known each other for 17 years. Have we made a lie? I’m sorry.

“It’s true that you, like the wind, suddenly don’t know if it’s true or not, and Xiao Ling-chuan bends his mouth, and “The eyes are not convinced.” I’m sorry.

The courtyard was extremely quiet for a moment, and the Silent Mountain stood up against the wall.

It was a bit cold in the morning, and the Silent Mountain was not well, but he tried to stand up to Xiao Linggawa.

He has no light in his eyes.

He’s more of a fake snake, test, sarcasm.

Who would believe a man like him, who is smart and smart, must not believe it, even though he did not have feelings when he first promised to marry her.

He knew he didn’t like him very much, but at this point he realized that maybe he didn’t believe even what he liked about her, and that the pain didn’t have to be light last night.

And he looked at those who were before him: “Mr. Shaw came and went to Zim’s house, and I was master, and I did not know that you were so well known.” I’m sorry.

“But I can’t get rid of me?” Xiao Lingchuan looked up.

And the Mount of Silence was closer to the wall, and he heard what was going on in it, and he blinked, and he said, “Why did you kick me for no reason? I’m sorry.

Xiao Lingchuan:

Xiao Lingchuan: “I need a reason to kick you if I want to! I’m sorry.

A pale smile appeared in the Silent Mountain: “All right. I’m sorry.

Xiao Lingchuan is even more inexplicable. He just tried to scold him about what he was selling and opened it.

The silent mountains saw the sound of Xiao Lingchuan suddenly, and the pale smile became a successful laugh.

The man who came out of front of his mouth, squeezing at him, “The Mount of Silent Mountains has bullied me, and he will drive me out of here!” I’m sorry.

Mount Silent:

When I woke up and saw no one on the soft couch, I listened to the voices outside the house, as soon as I was admiring Zhengshan’s hard work, and I was seriously injured and I didn’t forget to get up early.

Xiao Lingchuan kicks Silent Mountain?

It’s too rude, isn’t it?

I was dressed to stop.

But he heard Xiao Lingchuan angry and said he was being bullied.

It’s pale, it’s inebriated, it’s tiny eyelashes.

Xiao Lingchuan looks angry, breathes fast and has a red eye.

“What’s wrong with you?” I’m sorry.

They all don’t talk, as if I were to be the Lord of Heaven and give them justice.

I was just trying to talk, and I heard it coming from the yard door:

“My Lord, there is a seal. I’m sorry.

“Man, there’s trouble in the shop. I’m sorry.

Xavian and Xiao Lingchuan’s little boy, Black, came in together.

And I stood in the house, and I was taller than the rest of them in the courtyard, and I swiped, and Xavier was stiff and Black was shaking.

They were looking at their masters, and they stayed in Zeziton, and learned to learn the silent mountains and Xiao Lingchuan, and stood by the rules, as if the elementary school children were standing.

I:

It’s a little weirder than a fall wind.

The fish came in with the food box, saw the strange sights in the yard, held their breath, softened their feet and asked me, “Miss, this is…”

Hak and I were close to each other, trying to open our mouths: “Miss Qiang, there is an urgent matter with her master. He has offended you. What do you want to learn? I’m sorry.

I feel like my brain just started to hurt.

Xavier, who heard what he said next to him, felt he was touching the door, and he followed him, “Yes, yes, don’t be angry with our family…”

I’m pointing at myself, “I’m really…”

I have nothing to say.

Forget it, I’m out of my mind.

I looked at the weak fox and the good dog, “Say something!” I’m sorry.

The fox covered his heart and smiled: “It’s okay, I don’t hurt at all. I’m sorry.

The dog pulled his head down, and he was like, “Come on, I’m being bullied. I’m sorry.

Even the little fish cast a few eyes of mercy.

I:

Only I know they’re acting to me.

I just want to drive them all away, leave them clean, just turn around and close the door, and look at them with the uncontrollable light.

Hey, one more show, but it’s real.

“Come in and eat your breakfast, eat your work, and be quiet.” I’m sorry.

But I soon regretted it because they wouldn’t get along.

I had to put a piece of pastry in Xiao Lingchuan. I took care of the wounded and gave him a bowl of porridge. Xiao Lingchuan knocked with a chopstick on an empty bowl.

After one breakfast, Xue Wen left with Silent Hill, and Xiao Lingchuan jumped and jumped away, calmed down in the house and left me alone in the world.

Our marriage has been pushed back to next year because of the severe injury to Silent Hill and the fractured face.

This year has been marked by a surge in the shadows, with stability in front of the Hall and a year of celebration.

On the first day of the New Year I went to Xiao’s capital to give my blessing.

The people of Xiao’s house did not guard me, and We pushed his study unobstructed.

Since that time, when I was kidnapped by the five kings, he has been much quieter, and although he is still alive and bright in front of me, I have known him for so many years and I have not been able to experience his changes.

He’s wearing a white fox fur coat, ink like a waterfall, and he’s reading books, and he’s focused on my arrival without even seeing it.

And it was not until I called him “Shaw and Shaw” that he looked up, and he threw down his book and pulled me out of my study, “Why is it that I’m going to the monsoon this afternoon?” I’m sorry.

I feel something’s wrong. I feel like he’s trying to pull me out of the study.

But he quickly pointed to the corner of the yard, bending his eyes, “Does it look like it?” I’m sorry.

I was drawn to attention: “As if.” I’m sorry.

It’s a snowman, a round head, an eye that doesn’t know how to draw, three or two lines, but one looks at me.

I ran to hold the Snowman Bier, and Xiao Lingchuan had a vision, and put a square frame in the right eye with his finger.

He asked.

I changed positions, and he blinked several times.

Remember the first time I played this game with him, he laughed at me: “What is this? I’m sorry.

“Every blinking, it’s like forever remembering this moment. I’m sorry.

“Hmm. And I gave myself a wink, and I said, “Look, you were frowning, and I wrote it down, and I won’t forget it. It’s called a set. I’m sorry.

He laughed: “I do not believe.” I’m sorry.

But he said he didn’t believe, but he was happy to do so many times over the years.

I’ve been in the yard and made him a snowman, but I’m not doing it.

“Too ugly, too ugly. “You can’t even roll a round head.” I’m sorry.

Shut up!

I picked up a branch and drew two big round eyes: “It’s not like that! I’m sorry.

He barely accepts it: “It’s okay. It’s a little bigger. I’m sorry.

He said, “Remember me, Secretary. I’m sorry.

I blinked my eyes with a smile over a frame.

On the way back from Shaw, the snow began to snow.

I opened my window to see the snow, and the snowflakes melted fast in the wagon, and I felt sorry for it, and I had the umbrella to walk.

“Miss, it’s cold outside. “The little tip of a driver’s car.

“Not in the way. I’m sorry.

And the heavens and the earth were white, and the household had a Red Convergence, and We stepped on the fine snow grains, and the heart was like the White Snow Red Federation, and it was cold and warm.

If you don’t, you won’t have to worry about it.

I’m throwing my head off, trying to get rid of the pointless concerns for a while.

A thick, warm cape over me.

“The Silent Mountain. I’m not surprised. “Are you ready to wear this? I’m sorry.

Says I’m going to decapitate.

He held my hand, and his voice was clear: “I am not in the way.” I’m sorry.

And We will not make excuses, nor will We take them as they should.

“Where does Lord Zheng go, why should he be alone? I’m sorry.

“Not going anywhere, walking at will. He said, “Don’t want to meet you.” I’m sorry.

I remember this year’s joint that the Seven Kings set up and killed — perhaps innocent people.

The silent mountains of the heart are also involved.

In the original book, whenever he’s upset, he’s standing aside and alone.

I looked at the hand of his umbrella, this hand of his, how many people have been killed and how many blood have been spilled?

Maybe he didn’t want to do it, but he was in the middle of something that he had to do.

I’m just afraid I’m not light in my chest right now.

A dead wood not far from the bridge is covered with red lanterns — the work of small fish.

The fish I bought from the dealer many years ago, and she can’t remember where she came from, but she remembers the custom in her home, when she wears red paper or red lanterns on dead wood for the next year.

And We pointed to the tree, “Do you wish to make a wish, my lord?” I’m sorry.

Under the tree, there are stalls for black and red paper, and passers-bys who wish to hang on to the tree.

He took my umbrella and stood me up and watched me write.

I was ugly, and he was like, “Do you write that?” I’m sorry.

I was offended by his sincere doubt, and I was angry: “Yes, isn’t it beautiful? I’m sorry.

“… good-looking. I’m sorry.

That’s right.

I’ll fold it up. Please help me put it on the tree.

“Does not the husband write?” I’m sorry.

And he locked his eyes in the red paper that I had written, and he threw two eyelashes, and he shook his head, without knowing where to begin, “I don’t need it. I’m sorry.

And We went all the way to the Diner House, and invited him to sit down, but he refused, saying that there was still a matter to be dealt with in it.

I tied the cape to him and saw him get into my carriage before turning around.

Ichuan Springgrass, full of the city’s willows, the streets downstairs, the red clothes of Yanchiro, and the horses across the streets, were so angry.

I’m standing on the second floor, looking out the street.

The red one seemed to sense something, looked back and smiled.

“How could it be?”

Fingerstacks up the window, and the sun shines on me.

When Xiao Lingchuan returned, the sky was dark and the bright lights were shining out of his hands:

I went to him for the first time, like I didn’t know him: “Why?” I’m sorry.

The shadows covered his face, and the brightest five became dark, and there was nothing but a moment of uncertainty, and even a few of the tough ones that were never shown to me: “I can’t stay incompetent, Secretary. I’m sorry.

What’s he saying?

“What is incompetence? Is the first rich man in the city incompetent? I’m sorry.

He tried to reach out to my shoulder and I threw him away: “Tell me what incompetence is.” I’m sorry.

“Where’s Xiao Lingchuan, the unsuspecting Xiao Lingchuan, the self-confident Xiao Lingchuan, and Xiao Lingchuan?” I’m sorry.

“It’s my pleasure…”

“No! No! “You don’t like it, if you like, you won’t hide it from me today.” I’m sorry.

I turned cold and left.

He grabbed my hand.

“Let go. I looked down on him.

He slowly lets go, and suddenly he opens his mouth when I’m about to step out of the yard: “What is incompetence?” I’m sorry.

He looked deep into his eyes when he fell under the red robe light.

“I can’t protect you, I can’t help you.” I’m sorry.

“Miss, go to sleep.” The fish have been in my house several times.

“Don’t mind me. You go get some rest. I’m sorry.

And We stood upon the forehead, exhausted, and did not sleep.

Why did this happen?

My heart is full of anger and weakness, and this anger may have been directed at me at the beginning, but at this moment it is all against me.

‘Cause I, Xiao Lingchuan, picked up a poem and got into the exam.

I told you he’s smart. What’s his name?

But is that what he wants?

What about that father’s board, and his husband’s ruler?

It is my sin that I push those whom I love purely into a situation where he does not wish to set foot.

I’m nothing, I’m a road man, a road man who’s doomed to change things.

It’s not worth it, my Xiao Lingchuan.

The next day I woke up in a noise, and I woke up and saw a wooden box with red silk flowing into my yard full of almost a yard.

“It’s…” I’m a little confused.

“Bride price!” little scream, “The bride price in Zeng Dynasty.” I’m sorry.

“Ah…” I swam the temple, “I almost forgot. I’m sorry.

The bride price was raised by a team that stretched half the street from Tsing Dynasty to Tsing Dynasty, and the boulevard news spread over half the city.

Zheng Sang-soon is going to marry a 23-year-old Qianjin!

They think I’m taking advantage of Silent Hill.

And I wonder if I have a bad reputation, nor will the Silent Mount go to any place pure, and there was a rumor in Kyoto that the Silent Hill had gone in secret with a red woman.

We’re all married and we’re not married. I’m three years younger.

The world is a charade.

But I’m not thinking about the Silent Hills at this point. I’m thinking of Xiao Linggawa.

After one night of thinking, I decided to talk to Xiao Lingchuan again.

At least … should apologize for yesterday’s bad attitude.

I didn’t think he’d come first.

There’s a month tonight, and he doesn’t shine.

The bride price in the courtyard seemed to have left him nowhere to go, and he crossed right and left before he reached me.

We look at each other in silence, and the air is as cold as the moon.

“I’m sorry, Shaw. I shouldn’t have pissed you off last night. I’ll start with that.

And he lamented: “Do not blame yourself, son. I’m sorry.

I knew what he meant at once, and he asked me not to blame myself for the result and not to blame myself for the fact that he was on his way.

I almost cried because of him.

You see, that’s him, always know what I’m thinking, always understand where my inexplicable emotions come from.

That’s how he understood me, understood me, appreciated me, fulfilled me.

But how can I not blame myself?

I touched his cheek: “Do you remember once when you asked me how you could make me happy?” I’m sorry.

“You said I didn’t have to do anything for you, do what I wanted to do, and you were happy. He said, “You lied to me, I always do things for you.

When you were kidnapped by the five kings, I realized that I was nothing compared to Silent Hill, and that love and desire were nothing but power and money, and that it was only there that could be useful and no power, and I could not protect you from harm. So I took the test…”

“I didn’t lie to you,” I interrupted him, and said, “Maybe the more you know, the more you are true, the more I love you, the more bound you are, the more sad I am.” I’m sorry.

“You shall be free and happy and free. I’m crying, “Even for me, I can’t let you walk a path that doesn’t belong to you for me. I’m sorry.

I have no power to guard his purity, at least not to let my own blunders affect him.

But I didn’t do either. I used my hands to shed tears, and I got so much guilt and boredom.

He’s just shaking, “Love me?” I’m sorry.

“Don’t cry. He’s a little scared, “It’s my fault, it’s my fault…”

“What’s wrong with you? What’s wrong with you? * I’m in a state of total emotional breakdown and crying more * I’m sorry.

He rubbed his tears at my back.

When I was calm and wept, he cleaned the bride price.

Quietly and sincerely: “My heart loves you.

“I’m so stupid. I found out I loved you so late. How could I?

“I should, as a child, want to go over the wall every day and play with you, and I find myself in the night with a flower light, and I find myself in the pain of my father’s beheading to hold you.”

And the spring grass in his heart grew unsuspectingly so that he had not been aware.

It was not until another man entered her life that he realized that the grass had grown to the ground, and he was loathing.

But he didn’t dare to mention it because he soon found himself too weak.

It’s only now that we’re in the right place that we’ve got some courage.

“I should have found out sooner and then pursued you and made you my wife. His eyes are red and he’s wet, “It’s too late, though I’m offended, but I’d like to ask you, sir, will you marry me? I’m sorry.

I looked at him, and I felt so bad.

But I shook my head slowly and firmly: “No.” I’m sorry.

And he covered his face, and he did not blink, but a tear came forth from his eyes.

I love you, of course, but it’s not the love of a woman for a man. It’s the love of a woman, who knows one another, who grows up together. I’m sorry.

As a living soul, the first emotional need in this world is not so much to look for the same kind of man, to seek understanding that Xiao Lingchu is not my kind, but to be “sympathetic” to me and more capable of doing it than I am.

I found in him the courage that I lacked, the soul that was smitten. He was my only friend for so many years.

This feeling is pure, almost sacred in my heart, and it does not touch any man or woman.

“But why can’t you marry me if you marry for the sake of your father?” “You believe me, it will only take two years, and I will.”

“I’m not forcing you, I just want you to make me one of the choices. I’m sorry.

I whispered, “Because you mean so much to me and you love me, I can’t marry you without knowing.”

“If I marry you because I want to marry someone, it is an insult to you and a disgrace to my feelings for you. I’m sorry.

And when the moon fell on his eye, he must have seen me long, and the rosy face of the past was pale and pale, but he turned and laughed, with water in his eyes and softly: “I know.” I’m sorry.

And then he took me in his arms, and his soft lips fell on my forehead: “I’m sorry, I’m offended this time. I’m sorry.

“Let’s go. Get some rest. I’m sorry.

When Xiao Lingchuan said goodbye to me, it seemed like he was the nice young man.

Just turn around and we’ll both stand still.

The moon was covered in a white dress, standing in the moonlight, with a small wooden box in his hand, pulling out a smirk.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

Xiao Lingchuan came across the Silent Mountain and did not fight like a gun, but with a little mouth.

“What are you doing here? I’m sorry.

The Silent Mountain came to the moon and reached out to me with its wooden box: “Here come this.”

“The last gift of the bride price. I’m sorry.

I reached out to pick up, and he did a little:

“You can’t, I won’t force you. I’m sorry.

The atmosphere is a little subtle, and I’m curious as to what’s in the box, and I hear a serious tone of silence and a bit of hesitation.

It’s as if it’s something very precious, and I can’t bear it.

When he saw me hesitated, he said, “Don’t forget it.

“Maybe you don’t even want to get married.

“It’s okay, I can retire.

“Don’t say I forced you. I’m sorry.

The word pops out, it’s cold and it’s weird.

Yes! “Why shouldn’t I?” I’m sorry.

And I did not think that I had not pleased him, but that I had offended him, and he laughed at himself: “Thou doest to me, ever at will.” I’m sorry.

I don’t even have the box.

I don’t know how to pick him up.

He won’t be happy.

Squeeze him, he’ll think I lied to him.

I lied to him many times, but now I don’t want to lie to him.

Honestly, how?

Say I’ve been worried about you, and I’m only interested in your value as a tool.

That’s a terrible thing to say, and I don’t want to.

“What do you want me to do?” * I sound like a mosquito, I bow my head for the first time *

It was said that he was trying to provoke my jaw, that he was looking at him, and that he was reaching out to my eyes at the next second.

And in the darkness I heard him breathing twice: “Don’t look at me like I’m really forcing you.” I’m sorry.

I can feel my wet eyelashes through his hands.

He’s got a soft voice: “Isn’t that a good word to say? I’m sorry.

Call for a husband and call for a baby, and the matter will be over, and he won’t talk to her.

We had no choice but to say, “What can you do if you don’t make a sound?” I’m sorry.

“I’m mad at you? You’ve been squeezing me. I’m sorry.

Instead of being a powerman, he bowed his head to women like the most frustrated men in the world.

I laughed, “How can I squeeze you?” In this case, the girls of the first time, 1567, believe, I do not believe. I’m sorry.

And We pushed his hand and looked at him, and there was grief: “You are a dynasty, and I am only an incompetent woman who does good by the power of his father, and it is incorruptible.”

“I am not above you, but I am under your control, as if I were taking your emotions and still in your hands.” I’m sorry.

He’s got his eyebrow and his eyes are thick and ink-like.

Maybe I’ve never seen such a pessimism, a pessimism and a failure.

It took me some time to look at him, and I wanted to push him away from this quiet atmosphere and hear him cry:

“You’d better keep it up. I’m sorry.

Said he had opened the box and taken out a bracelet to my hand: “No, let me force you.” I’m sorry.

And We looked upon the bracelet with the moon, and it was not smote, but it was not smug, and it was a bit modest.

It’s not really a treasure.

“It was the only gift of value that my father had given to my mother when she was poor, and she had always wanted to leave it to her future daughter-in-law.

“You’re supposed to look down on me. If you don’t like it, you’ll take it out in the morning. I’m sorry.

The next morning I looked at the bracelet for a long time and took it off.

It’s not because it’s disgusting, it’s because it’s too heavy for me.

Xiao Lingchuan chose to stay in the courtyard, saying that he cared for only me, that he had no family and no other friends, and that if anything went wrong, he was truly alone.

To do as much as possible for me is his desire now.

I stopped him and I respected him.

The Emperor, mindful of his father ‘ s years of guilt and appreciation for his talents, pointed him directly to the household during the same time that he had spent his time at the Hanlin House.

He came to me and asked me what I wanted him to do.

How?

Supporting a prince?

I don’t know, I don’t support anyone. I looked forward to the brilliant power struggle of the original author, but I just wanted to go far.

I’m small, I care about my father and the people around me.

My father couldn’t get his foot in the stream. I didn’t want Shaw to do it again.

But there is one thing that Shaw can do.

When he heard what I asked him to do, he did not ask questions, but only said that he would do well.

Two months later, I got married in a hymn.

My father would love to marry the whole of the Qin Dynasty, and Xiao has rowed a lot of shops in my name.

When the wind blew, I saw my father crying, and Xiao Lingchuan laughed in the crowd, but he grew up and was still so popular in the crowd.

He looked into my eyes and his lips moved.

He said: Smile.

So We bent on the red lips, and laughed.

He put a square frame in his hands and put it in his eyebrow right now.

He said, “Remember, Secretary.

I’m finally married, I’m not sad or happy, I just feel like I’ve done one thing.

The cover was removed from the face of the Silent Mountain in the Great Red groom’s robe.

He was intoxicated, he had thin red on his eyebrow, and the candles swayed in his eyes.

He tried to kiss me, and I put my hand on it, “To take a bath, it tastes too much, I don’t like it.” I’m sorry.

The breath stopped at a foot from me, with a drunk eye sobering seven points, and he bended his lips a little, “Yes, ma’am. I’m sorry.

When he came back from the bath, the only three points left was drunk.

And when his hands were slowly moving on my waist, he looked into my eyes, and looked at me, “If you did not want to do so, you would have no difficulty.” I’m sorry.

And We removed his garments: “There is no reason to be reluctant with such joy. I’m sorry.

I told you I’m watery.

That’s how the day goes.

I don’t have to worry about anything, and I don’t have any rules.

I’ve been forced to have some meaningless social intercourse with the men of Kyouta, and I’ve been instructed not to care, not to be bullied, not to speak up, not to speak up.

He really treated me like his beloved wife and kept me close in his sleep.

I feel like I’m having fun.

But when the night is dark, We will count the days, and We will fall into endless silence.

The movement of personnel in the halls began frequently, with people becoming increasingly busy and dying.

Silent Hill and my father were afraid that I would be in trouble and would not inform me of any change.

But I’d like to know.

Fish tells me every day who set up the game last night, who took the bait, who died today, who lost power.

There are also two special stories on occasion, such as the marriage of the young master of Da Lisi, the bride of a certain lady.

She’s such a concubine.

“Wait a minute?” “What’s the little fish that hit his head?” I’m sorry.

Little pointer came close to the note with the message: “That’s what it says, or am I mistaken? I’m sorry.

He’s been learning to read since he’s been with me, and now he’s got a little bit of a job to do.

“It’s such a good book!” the fish say, “Why?” I’m sorry.

And I paused, and I laughed, and I said, “Come on. I’m sorry.

And the Mount of Silentness stopped and was about to march into the courtyard, where they laughed and heard of his concubine, if nothing happened, “Don’t pay.” I’m sorry.

Suddenly I didn’t want to explain.

She doesn’t care anyway.

The new concubine gave me tea, was it beautiful in red, and the fox’s eye was a ghost.

“I’ll see you later. * She smiled sweetly and sweetly, but she looked very provocative. *

“All right. I had a cup of tea, and today I’ll teach you the first one.

“Love a powerful man is the beginning of a woman’s demise. I’m sorry.

She was filled with joy, and then she smiled, and said, ‘What do you know of a man born of glory?’ I’m sorry.

And then the sleeve came out of my door.

It’s cold to talk to me about what’s necessary.

I went to the yard to give them oranges, and he was just a cold, umm…

I couldn’t help but say, “What is wrong with you? Why don’t you laugh?”

“What do you care? Who cares if I laugh?” He looks up and he looks impatient.

“Don’t talk if you don’t want to laugh. I’m sorry.

“I can’t have a temper if you have a temper. I’m sorry.

“What’s your temper?” I’m funny, “I’m mad at you?” I’m sorry.

“What kind of temper am I?” Pointed at the oranges I gave him, “You’re so good. Oranges are all brought to the courtyard.” How come you’re not usually this big? I’m sorry.

“You can’t be so cheap, she’s your concubine, you won’t give an orange to anyone! I’m surprised.

He took a breath, he took a breath and turned his head over: “Get out, I don’t want to see you!” I’m sorry.

“Don’t want to see me. I laugh, “Okay, let’s go.” I’m sorry.

He said, “Come, write and leave, and I will go home.” I’m sorry.

I saw him with his hand and his hand, and he laughed: “Wasn’t Master Zheng good at writing?

“I see your reputations for the charades of China and China, so let’s not make a fool out of it. I’m sorry.

And he left his pen on the table, and he looked at me, and he looked at me, and he said, “I am a man of your own, and I know not that I am your enemy.” I’m sorry.

He can’t hide himself, pointing at paper that hasn’t been written yet. You’re so looking forward to leaving me!

“Did I tell you that if you don’t want to marry me, don’t be reluctant. I’m sorry.

I don’t think he makes sense: “You’re going to leave, you don’t want to see me, you blame me? I’m sorry.

He watched me for a long time, with his elbows holding the table over his face and shaking his head: “You are so fucked up in Silent Mountain.” I’m sorry.

For a moment, he rose around the desk and came to me.

“You…uh! “I didn’t open my mouth and he held me.”

Hold me tight. I can’t breathe.

“What is wrong with you?” I’m sorry.

“Don’t talk. He’s low.

I’m quiet.

Shao-chul, he was buried in my shoulder, and his breath was sprayed in my neck: “Mike, I was wrong.

“I shouldn’t have said that. Don’t be serious. I didn’t want to see you. I’m sorry.

My irritating heart was tempered and melted by his warm breath, and his voice softened: “What is wrong with you?” I’m sorry.

He closed his eyes, as if it were hard to say, and his voice restrained, and he bowed: “I have a concubine, and you are not angry. I’m sorry.

I was silent in his arms and began to think about it.

I’m not angry because I know I’m not involved with him, or because I don’t care about him.

I don’t know yet. I’m not angry. I believe in him.

When I was standing in the middle of a silent mountain, my wife came to report him missing.

“I’ll go first. I’m sorry.

I watched his back and his eyes closed in pain.

Finally.

He was the second person in the original book that I regretted.

In the original book, the death of the king marks the fall of the four kings behind him.

Four kings out, three kings and seven kings out, and the war is really over, and it’s on the table, and it’s a smoke.

On the surface, she is a prostitute in a smoked house and secretly a strong member of the Silent Mountain, but her true identity is a spy of the Four Kings.

This time, the Four Kings obtained information that could seriously damage the Silent Hills and the Seven Kings.

The four kings are very trusting.

So he didn’t do any more tests and followed the information directly.

But he didn’t think he was cheating on him.

He betrayed him because he really loved Silent Mountain.

The information is false, the Four Kings themselves are being turned against one.

So the Four Kings will be executed.

The Silent Mountain saved his life and loved him even more, sharing all the weaknesses and information about the Four Kings with the Silent Mountain and all the information.

She loved him, she loved him so much that she betrayed her master, she loved him so much that she would die for him.

It was not until one day that Silent Hill used her, and abandoned her, that she came to her senses and that she was known as her spy.

The gentleness, the kindness, all the lies.

She didn’t mind being used, she asked him in peace at the moment she knew the truth, and did she have any real feelings for her?

The Silent Mountain has made this beautiful woman mad because she has not seen it.

This is how the author wrote her ending:

“A woman cries like she’s asking for an answer why a man can be so cold-blooded, but God only gives her a much more violent wind and bitterness and sees a wall standing in front of her, and suddenly she laughs, and she dies in a storm.

“A woman who has the courage to die and destroy the world simply for love and to betray so-called beliefs, positions, etc. has died. I’m sorry.

I found it in an alley half a month later.

She was soaking wet that she came out of the fighting, all bruised and bleeding, and the red shirt and the red-haired fox were still so beautiful.

She saw me, and she came to shake my shoulder, and she hated it: “Did you know? You didn’t know! I’m sorry.

Little pointer pushed her away from me and slipped on the ground.

I crouched down and covered her head with an umbrella: “Yes, I knew.” I’m sorry.

And suddenly she calmed down, and smiled, and asked, “Did you say that he had not suffered a blemish?” I don’t believe it. How could this happen? I’m sorry.

“Men are the kind of species that are unkind and are good at finding good reasons for unkindness, such as home, position, future, etc. You believe in men’s love, you’re wrong. I’m sorry.

She looked closely at me and said, “When I was three years old, my family died, and I was saved by the Four Kings, and I was raised up as his dead man, and the torture I suffered during my training would scare a lady like you. Anyway, I’ve never seen anyone else’s face. I’m sorry.

“When I grew up, I grew more and more beautiful, and the King thought it was too bad for me to be a dead man and sent me out as a spy. The way she looked at her memories, she said, “Someone smiled and looked so good. Not everyone talked so bad.

“The dead don’t have feelings and love, but I do. I know what happens when the dead betray their master, but I never thought about going back. I’m sorry.

She said, “You might think I’m stupid, so come and see my jokes today.

“But I tell you, I don’t regret it, I suffer, but I don’t regret it. I’m sorry.

“I didn’t want to watch you laugh,” I said, “only women have the courage to destroy love. I admire you.

“Although I want all women to be selfish, oblivious and indifferent, because to treat love as if it were a vicious trap built by the world alone for women. But I admire you, never looked down on you.

“I came here today to send you out of the capital, and you stay in it, and neither the Four Kings nor the Silent Hill will let you go. I’m sorry.

“Why are you helping me? I’m sorry.

I pulled her up: “Because I happen to be capable and you happen to be a woman.”

“As many people die in this world, I cannot change the fate of all, but I can’t see the women I see before me being exploited by men to die for no reason. I’m sorry.

She shivered and cried, but pushed my hand out of the umbrella, looking deep in my eyes in the rain: “Thank you, but what I have received since I was a child is to listen to orders, to crash forward and not turn back, even if my head is bleeding.

“The life ahead is complete, and the life behind is broken.

“So, I’m sorry to disappoint you. I’m sorry.

After she had finished, without hesitation, she used her best energy to hit the wall in front of her.

Her head was bleeding, her body slowly slipped down against the wall and before she choked, her lips moved twice, and I identified her words: I look forward to life.

When the five kings fell, they died trying to kidnap me, and I was dying.

Now the Four Kings have come to an end, and they have tried to fight back, and I have been affected again.

This time, however, he did not succeed, leaving me with the impression that the carriage was swaying a few times and the sound of a cold weapon inserting flesh.

Soon, the guards in the shadows of Zhisheng Xiao’s three provinces took care of the bad guys.

But Pointy is gone.

The first sword to the palanquin, he took it from me.

Me and the fish heard him screaming, and they tried to get out, and he died, and they grabbed the door: “Don’t come out.” I’m sorry.

When the fighting was over outside, his blood was running dry, with only one breath left.

The little fish cried, and he smiled so white that he used his best efforts to tap the back of the little fish to appease them.

Then look at me: “Miss, this day I will pay for what I kidnapped you.” I’m sorry.

No, I feel like I’m really bad, “I’m the one who’s got you in my hands.” I’m sorry.

“No master says such words to slaves. He thinks it’s funny.

“Miss, it is my blessing to be your slave. I’m sorry.

And We called him, “A fool, a slave to you, is blessed.” I’m sorry.

He asked me, “Do you know why I followed you? I’m sorry.

“Stop talking, we’re almost at the clinic, save your breath…”

“It’s not because you’re going to pay me 20 times what I pay.”

“Who believes that’s 20 times that? I didn’t believe it.

‘Cause you said, “Hey, you never had a birthday.” I just thought, I’ve never really thought about Ann’s birthday.

Thanks to you, I know what it’s like to have Ann’s birthday. I’m sorry.

He says he’s looking at the little fish, he doesn’t have to say, “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of the young lady.”

“No,” he squeaked into his arms, pulled out a jade platinum and carved a little fish on it: “The little fish has given you.” I’m sorry.

“I wanted to give it to you, never dared.

“Take care of the lady and take care of yourself…”

Little fish howling.

He’s finally out of strength and his voice is getting lower: “I’ve got a mother at home, she’s in bad health, can the lady give her this month’s end money and tell her that I’m the guard of the house, that I used to kill people, that I can’t tell her what I do outside, and now I dare…”

He said it closes his eyes.

“Pip, Pip, what’s your name? I’m sorry.

And his lips moved, and his voice dazzled and fainted: “My name is Little Point.” I’m sorry.

“No, your original name. I’m sorry.

His name was not Pointy, and Pointy was the one who looked at his tip of the chin and said he wouldn’t change his name, and I remember he didn’t like it and forced me to accept it.

Today, I am even more disheartened if he were to enter the grave with a name he did not like.

“I have a lot of names from the owners. He’s unconscious.

“Yes, your favorite. What’s your name? I’m sorry.

He tried to open his eyes a little bit, “My name is Pointy.” I’m sorry.

After he died, soon the Four Kings fell down.

There are only three kings and seven kings left in the courtyard, each headed by a minister headed by a Qin and a Jing family.

It’s another year.

It was a year of drought in the north, in which two families were imprisoned, and the three kings were jailed; it was a year of popular uprisings and uprisings; and it was a year when the Seven Kings managed the disaster and calmed the riot, which was embraced by the people, and the Emperor made him a prince.

The following year, the Emperor died and the Seven Kings came to power.

Late in the night, I looked at the sleeping man by my eyes, and I stood up and went out of bed and touched his study.

Pointy broke the lock for me. I looked for a few times and found evidence of corruption and money.

This book of accounts will be planted on my father by Silent Mountain.

I’ll be back in the middle of the night and give my dad the books.

He flipped his books under a starlight, and for years he grew old and wrinkled like a ditch, “I’m sorry for you. I’m sorry.

“Dad and Dad intended not to involve you in this. I’m sorry.

“I know Dad, but you’re my father. How can I be indifferent? I’m sorry.

“You can lose, but you can’t lose in the name of corruption. I’m sorry.

My father lamented that he had put me in his arms, and that was the same sentence: “Father has made you difficult, my daughter.” I’m sorry.

When I returned from Silent Mountain the next day I was reading the letters of Xiao Lingchuan.

Xiao Lingchuan, who has been promoted to the household guard for several years, is now in the midst of a drought.

That’s what I told him.

Because I had known of the drought, I had informed Shaw Lingchuan in advance that he was hoarding food in order to give birth to the people of Antony this year.

After his appointment, while the Xiao estate was transferred to other names, he was the one who was in charge of it, and his position as a wealthy businessman combined with that of the Minister made it very easy for him to act. Food is being held in private by the Xiao family, but also by the official, and this year we have been able to provide for the people.

It contains information on the progress of the relief and his observations in the affected areas.

When I looked, I groaned, and I looked up, and I found the Silent Mountain standing still outside the house looking at me, and I didn’t know how long.

“Why don’t you come in?”

He took his feet into the house and waved his hands at him.

The door was closed, and there was only him, me, and the candle.

“This morning, his voice was very calm and his eyes were very deep, and he said, “Since the seasons, the Ministry of Finance has embezzled money from the disaster.”

“Shang Shu has been dismissed from his post, and the Emperor has issued a royal decree, and he has been promoted to Sang-soon, the Minister of Foreign Affairs. I’m sorry.

“What’s wrong? “That’s a good thing. I’m sorry.

“The silver that feeds on it can be greedy, and it should have been found.” It was also a good thing that Xiao Lingchuan was in charge of the household, and that he was still in the disaster, without the pressure of his superiors and with greater ease. I’m sorry.

“You know that’s not what I’m talking about. I’m sorry.

“What are you saying? I’m sorry.

And he smiled: “The book, which was presented to me three days ago, was in the Queen’s Hand this morning, and he reported it.” I’m sorry.

Sir. “I don’t understand what you’re doing.” I’m sorry.

I stood up on the table, “I don’t understand why Lord Zheng is holding this book in his hand for three days. I’m sorry.

He listened to me, and his eyes were bruised, and he did not explain, except, “Have you never believed in me?” I’m sorry.

I don’t know how it hurts, but the more it hurts, the more I say, “How will you teach me to believe you?” How many people did you give a trip and how many died in your hands? How do I know you won’t pour dirty water on my father?

“You can’t tarnish my father’s innocence by this means. He’s never been sorry. I’m sorry.

“What can I do? “Yeah, that’s what I’m like in your heart. Yes, I’m not good, I’m bad enough.

“But you ask yourself, have I done anything too wrong to you? I’m sorry.

And suddenly he lifted up his voice: “Have you ever trusted me as a husband?”

“You haven’t, you’ve been vigilant and wary of me, even though I promised to protect my wife, and you said I wouldn’t let you suffer so many times. I’m sorry.

I breathed fast, yes, I don’t believe it. As long as it doesn’t really end, the stone in my heart will never land, and I’m always afraid, afraid and afraid.

I fear the end, and I long for it to come.

“Yes, I don’t believe it. I met his eyes, “Not against you, I don’t believe anyone. I never believed that love could cross the mountains and the seas.”

“I’m not the one who makes love more expensive. I don’t believe you.

“Love as you say it will never go beyond what you call it, and you will never choose the latter. I’m sorry.

Am I right? I’m cold, “I’m not accusing you. I admire and approve people like you. But you can’t stop me from falling in love. You can’t stop me from being defensive. I’m sorry.

He didn’t contradict me because he couldn’t.

But he looked at me for a while, and his voice was not angry: “You do not believe in me, but you do not see me. I am with you, and I am nothing.” I’m sorry.

And when he turned and pushed the door out, the fish and the pointer saw him bowing, and suddenly he was exhausted.

And his wife believed neither in his heart, nor in his power.

She seemed to feel that he could not do anything to protect her, and could not do anything to protect her.

Didn’t he think he was afraid he’d press a corrupt account book to block Shaw Lingchuan’s promotion?

How low is he in her heart?

He remembers that more than two years ago, he went to her with her mother ‘ s bracelet and happened to meet her with Xiao Lingchuan, who treated Xiao Lingchuan so solemnly as to treat herself in a casual manner.

The bitterness of the heart almost brought him down, but that night she threw away the past and showed her sorrow in peace, and he understood her anxiety for no reason.

He simply felt that it should not be so, that she should not be in such a state of vulnerability, and that he looked at her and suffered even more.

She’s supposed to be a little bit more.

As long as she believed in him, she would continue to gain the energy from him and give it to him as much as he could.

But she doesn’t believe it.

Anyway, in her mind, there are only two people who are important, who are credible, who are all seasons and who are all.

He remembered a year of fresh spring snow, and she prayed under a tree, with only three lines written on red paper: Father Anne, Xiao An, Little Fish, etc.

He supported her behind her, and she did not remember anything about him.

What is he? He’s nothing.

And the atmosphere between Me and Silent Mount remained low after that day.

We used to argue, mostly quickly.

But this time, it’s beyond the argument.

He even moved out of his main bedroom without a word and went to the other room.

This year, the three and seven kings were still standing in court for their crimes of corruption because of the assistance of Xiao Fuco’s enemy State, Minister Lingchuan, the well-placed people, the fact that the uprising of the displaced did not take place, and the fact that my father had not committed corruption, led to the passing of the worst year in the original book.

Invisible I realized what I had changed, and I knew I could not change anything in substance.

I was even more worried because what happened didn’t happen, and I couldn’t predict what would happen next.

The courtyard was long and thanks were extended for another year.

The Mid-Autumn Palace feast, and I followed the Silent Mountain to the palace.

The women and men split their seats, and the feast went halfway.

My eyes were pierced, no matter the manners of the courtesan, and my skirt ran out, but my guard stopped him: “Your Majesty’s seat was suddenly sick, the Kings were in trouble, and the Seven Kings ordered you to keep your ladies safe, and asked your wives not to move. I’m sorry.

Out of the way!

“Madam, do not be embarrassed. The guard’s texture is still intact.

I have no way, no.

“Then go and ask for your life, and ask Jin Sang-sook, and Xiao Sang-sook, and ask them if they want to keep them here, so I will not see the last of them.” I’m sorry.

The guard looked at his companions and one ran away.

When the guard came back, he followed Xuewen and Black.

Only my father’s squire.

Kevin made a gesture to me.

I followed them to the palace of the Emperor’s bed.

The general ministers who came to the banquet were confined in the banquet hall, where only the two camps ‘ core figures were present.

The only person who’s not involved in either side is Xiao Lingchuan, who’s stopping my father and keeping him calm.

The seven kings in the original book have rightly taken the throne of the emperor, and now this road is impossible, in the form of a pompous palace, where the three kings and the seven kings, who can win the palace change, who will be the one who will put an end to the rebellion, who will lose and who will be the one who will be the one who will not.

From the moment I saw Xuewen, my heart fell, as I had anticipated.

The three kings in the house were strangled, and my father cried out, “The Seven Kings are against each other, where are they?” I’m sorry.

Dad! “I want to get up there and drag my father away and be stopped by the back of the Silent Hill.

Don’t come over. My father looked back and said,

The old man is a man. He’s got a knife around his neck, and his colleagues are soft, and he’s the only one who’s still struggling!

“Dad, give up. “Look at my father’s incompetence, and I’m angry and angry.

The voice of the Seven Kings lang: “Your brother, you have turned your back on your father, poisoned him, and tried to usurp the throne, so don’t blame the Emperor for his heart. I’m sorry.

“When did I poison my father, you don’t have to do this! “The three kings burst into discomfort and rioted and were pressed by the guards on both sides.

He moved, and the guard’s sword went into his body.

“Your Highness,” my father tried to stop him with a sword and a sword, and he was crushed with his bodyguard.

The Seven Kings smiled and raised their hands.

My father suddenly looked at me and made a sweet smile, and then looked at him as if he had entrusted me to him: “Sun, I gave you a meal on the way to the exam, so don’t forget!” I’m sorry.

With the hands of the Seven Kings is the sword of the guards.

However, as soon as it struck, my father broke the shackles and fell on the three kings.

Dad…

I can’t breathe in my red eyes, I can’t stop staring at my father’s back.

I couldn’t tell you anything.

The bodyguard with the knife cut the wrong man, dragged my father down and carried the knife again.

My father is dying and still stretching in the direction of the three kings.

All of a sudden, the three kings smiled, and their eyes were damp and their voices were dumb: “Don’t struggle, my lord. I’m sorry.

“Give up, from now on, do not be my subordinates, and if there is a chance, be the purest of all. I’m sorry.

He just finished, the knife fell, and I fainted in my father’s desperate “Her Highness”.

When I woke up again, the dynasty had changed.

The Seven Kings are now the new Emperor, Zheng Zhong is retired, and the Silent Mountain becomes the new Emperor.

He’s on my bed right now.

“Silent Mountain. I called him.

“Hey, wake up?” He lifts his face, pulls his moustache, looks black and dumb.

“Where’s my dad?”

He dazzled his eyes: “He is still receiving medical treatment. I’m sorry.

I’ve got a sting in my heart, and I’m so heavy and I want to pass out.

He quickly panicped to make amends: “He is out of danger.” I’m sorry.

I took a breath and pulled the covers out of the bed.

He didn’t stop me, he helped me up, he pushed me into my dad’s house.

My father lay still in bed.

He is clear in the eyes of the people, he fights in the eyes of his colleagues, and in the eyes of my eyes he forgives. But now he’s like an old wood, and there’s no way to judge him.

Old man, he told you to stay out of trouble, die and die.

And when I return to my house, and lie down, and the eyes of the Silent Mountain shall be in love, and my eyes shall be drawn with my hand for a long time.

“What are you doing?” I asked him.

He slowly turned his head and pulled a stack of paper out of his arms and put it in my hand.

And We spread out the paper with his warmth, and washed it with two eyes.

“I’m dizzy, you read it to me. “I do.”

He took that piece of paper, his eyelids were shaking and his fingers were shaking: “The couple of us are living together.” And may the wife and the son be separated, and the eye of the eye shall be full, and the spring shall come and the autumn shall go, and so shall it be for thee. “And the two wide and happy…”

He couldn’t keep his head on his back, he didn’t look at me, he didn’t look at the paper on his hand, and he was covered in grief and grief.

“You’re going to leave me?” I’m not surprised.

He whispered, “Yes.

We did not protect you and those who care for you, and you will surely be with me. I’m sorry.

I took this and the book.

My dad’s been lying in bed for a month.

I once thought my father could not wake up, that his grief was so bleak, that I was already trying to figure out who to write him.

Until the day I went to see him, and before I came in, I heard a frightened and weak voice in the house: “You, you… Why are you in my room?” I’m sorry.

Then there’s the sound of Master Zheng: “Wake up, Doctor! Doctor!

My father could not accept the fact that he was lying at his head’s house for months: “I want to go home, I want to go home!” I’m sorry.

I had no choice but to get him on the wagon and take him to Qin.

In the carriage, my father stopped the noise and in silence he asked, “Your Highness is dead.” I’m sorry.

His Highness, naturally, means His Highness.

I was in a quiet place.

He didn’t come back from the way he used to smile in front of me, closed his eyes, dazzled his eyes, shrunk like a tree with leaves falling.

Dad? “I’m not comfortable talking.

“Hmm? * It’s like I woke him up, moved his neck, looked at me. *

I don’t know what to say, just try to hold his hand.

And he touched my face with his other hand: “Come, show my father whether my child is thin.” I’m sorry.

“Skinny, thin. “He’s got a murmur in his eyes, and he says, “Aging, dying, my daughter calls him Zing’s skinny!”

“I shouldn’t have seen him on his way to Kyoto. I should have starved him to death. I’m sorry.

I heard him sarcasticly scolding the old man, a little laughter, smiling but beginning to cry.

My dad took three months off.

In the last three months, Xiao Lingchuan resigned as his boss.

The Emperor asked him why he had said that he had heard that he had opened a flower in the north, that he had opened a rosy bouquet in the sand in winter and that he had heard that he had sprung a herb with a nice soup and wanted to buy flowers and eat fish.

The Emperor is so talented that he can’t accept such reasons.

I didn’t expect him to leave his official robe, and lose his stamp, and leave without a word.

Even I didn’t have time to say goodbye. I left a letter in a hurry: I’m going to pick you flowers.

A few months later, I really got a letter from him with a red flower in it.

The letter also stated that the mountains were beautiful, that for several years he had lived in the Dynasty, that he was tired and that he could not rebuild until he had to swim in the mountains.

And then, for a few years, I often get postcards that he sends from various places, sometimes a leaf, sometimes a local thing, and sometimes a little handwork of his own, and when there’s nothing interesting about it, he picks up a couple of silver tickets.

The little fish also left, and the little pointy solitude could not last a few years, and she said goodbye to me with tears, saying that she would spend those years with her mother and come back with me.

And when the dust is settled, and those who are with us will not ask for a way, they will have a place to go, and then I have a feeling of a big dream about the world.

I came naked from the dead, a three-year-old child with only one young and fallen father.

I was 26 years old and there was a white old man.

After my father was better, the new emperor asked him to rise.

Unlike the original book, this time my father did not have to go back to the hajj, but rather a large wave of browsing and begging bones, where he lived an excellent day at home.

Master Zheng wrote to him saying that he was an expert on the signs.

I almost threw my dad’s ass off, and I’d like to fight.

I tried to persuade him to get to the door.

“Open the door!” He shouted.

I’m squirming.

I sighs and waved, “Go ahead and drive.” I’m sorry.

But he didn’t want the door to be pushed open, and there was a man who grew up outside the door, bathed in the winter sun, and covered in the sun, with my eyes.

My father saw someone outside the door, and he looked up and said, “Oh, my God! I’m sorry.

But he left very carefully and went back to his house to be sulking.

It’s been months since I saw Silent Mountain.

It’s probably too much sunshine, or he’s wearing a white robe today, so gentle.

“What is Lord Tsing doing here? * I’m acting like I’m *

“I’ll bring you the dates. * He raised the basket in my hand and spat his lips * I’m sorry.

“But I have a date forest, and I don’t need it. I’m sorry.

And some of his eyes fell down, and he looked at him: “Do not leave it alone.” I’m sorry.

Turning around and trying to leave.

“But it’s your heart. It’s cold. I can’t take it. I’m sorry.

He’s in shape, turned around, he’s got a little light in his eyes.

The Mount of Silent Mountains knows the shape of my courtyard, and at this point it is as if it had not returned to its home for a long time, turning to its right and looking up and down.

After I had a cough, I sat across the street.

“The Lord Zheng is busy, and he is free to come to me and deliver the dates himself. I’m sorry.

He doesn’t talk.

And I said, “Doesn’t it seem like you are idle? Is there something you want to do with me?” I’m sorry.

“None. He quickly denied, “I was busy and came to the door. I’m sorry.

“Not right. I said, “There must be something big. Yeah! I forgot, we’re not signed yet… and the lord must have come for this. I’m sorry.

He said that I ran into the house and pulled out the book and put it on the table in the courtyard, and made a pen of ink. I’m sorry.

It was sad and sad that he had come to see her. If that was the end of the marriage, it would be better to lose him.

But what can he do? He can only take his pen slowly and sign it slowly.

As soon as he was about to draw, We took away and left the book, tearing it apart in three pieces, and set it down.

“You really signed it? I’m sorry.

And when the pieces fell down, We saw him pompous and helpless: I’m sorry.

“What do you mean? I’m not good. I can write another one. You can write it. I’m sorry.

I shake my head, “Can I not write it?” Will you stay?

His eyes were shaking and his words were so hard, he said, “Don’t play with me.

“You wanted to leave long ago. It’s not true that you never married me. You can’t fool me. You can’t lie to me. I’m sorry.

“The Seven Kings are not on stage, I never cared. I’m sorry.

I never cared who had the throne, or even wanted the Seven Kings to sit on it, because the Seven Kings were the ones who described in their original writings the best of the emperors, under his rule, the great Queen, and the best of the world.

I only care about my father, who lost his life and innocence in the struggle for royal power, and my father’s grief and weakness under the new emperor.

Can I leave a man like that?

“I love you, Silent Mountain. I’m sorry.

He blinked, he breathed, “Don’t play with me.” I’m sorry.

“I didn’t play with you. I’m sorry.

“No,” he covered his head, and he was a little restless, “You didn’t say you liked me? I’m sorry.

The porcelain tree was left full of gold beans in the season and in the wind.

I reached out to him, “Will you leave?”

“If you want to leave, I don’t have to. I’m sorry.

He came to hold my hand, leaning on his head to contain emotions, and the smooth line went from the chin to the concussion to the clavicle, looking at the sun.

Then he looked down and looked at me, “No. If I want to leave, I can’t knock on the door. I’m sorry.

I couldn’t help but laugh.

The sky is as full as the past. I can finally enjoy the wind and the moon without fear.

Extra:

At the age of 26, Silent Hill had not yet married, nor had he moved to marry, nor had he been forced by his family.

One day, however, when he came home from his post, he suddenly said that he had found a daughter-in-law.

“Son, I’ve been begging for a long time to marry his daughter to my sister’s house. I’m sorry.

He immediately objected.

However, he was determined not to enter the house.

So he said to his father, “You promised, you would not marry yourself.” I’m sorry.

I’m going to hang the old thing. I’m already on the beam. I’m going to have to put my neck on it.

And the Silent Mountain dragged white, and kicked down the little stool, and groaned, and finally answered.

I am deeply shocked by the fact that the two families were married in the Zen season.

Who knows how long the two families have been fighting each other?

Only the older ones laughed at it, and today’s wrongs, 20 years ago, were better brothers in pants.

Da Lisi is the same candidate who was on the same test as the season.

He was drunk at his son’s wedding and told the story.

It was said that Tsing-sang was truly poor and had lost the dry food he had at home on his way to Kyoto, and was unable to buy it again.

It was the passing season that saved his life and invited him not only to eat but also to live in the inn.

“Don’t look at him now, he’s white and clean, he’s skinny, he’s like a famished beggar, he’s got two holes in his bag…”

“I was laughing at him, and I was scolded by the Queens…”

There’s a cough in the air.

There was a sound all around, and the boobies looked at the black-faced face and the awkward season.

You have to tell this story.

He said, “When did the two men rise up?”

It’s when the three kings are chosen.

It is said that good birds choose to live in wood and that Zeng is deeply outraged over his seasonal choice.

They weren’t even more powerful than they were today.

On one occasion he heard the wall turn around and curse each other, and said that the three kings were violent and that he was not the lord, and that he was short-sighted and sought death.

The seasons were so wrong, he was left to curse, and never wavered at the end.

She’s tired of scolding, and she thinks she’s a tiara.

They’re just starting to get away.

Until the Qings came to the Seven Kings, and they went from love to killing each other, each with a stand, and one with a tongue and a sword.

They’ve been fighting like this since they were kids.

“So, my husband, it’s not surprising how this little monk and Miss Qi got married.

Zheng Zheng poured two shots of wine on the table and did not know that he was waiting for tomorrow to be impeached for his drinking misdemeanor and punished for January.

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