5. Singing as a show
Singing like a show.
The love of the palace, the hatred of the princess.
Living well means I’m going to eat with you every day, sleep with you, watch the greens of the smoky, dance with you, I’m going to paint, I’m going to write, I’m going to write, I’m going to do it, I’m going to do it.
Don’t leave.
One.
Nine years of Yong-Am, Liangdu, the young country, the mountains and the mountains, and the full moon.
In the year, Liang came out with two men, one man and one woman, one Lu Nobun, and the other, Yubuki.
In the Golden House, the martial arts are as well-known as a man, with a bright eye and a twilight, but the exit is full of shock.
“If you do not seek the silver sea of the mountains of gold, and are rich and rich, only His Majesty shall give you the gift of marriage as a gift and a gift. I’m sorry.
As soon as the words came out, a shadow standing next to the show tremors, and a face, it was the self-consciousness of what was innocent.
And he looked at the sight of his face as though it were a show, and his eyes were blazing. And if it were still at Lu’s house, it would have come out of his mouth, I fear.
“You’re being forced to marry! I’m sorry.
It’s like a dance song.
On the ink swirling fan, eight big words are beautiful, and the drop covers the mark of the “land” and “silent” families, for the sake of protege.
Six months ago, Yi Yu-soo took this fan, shut down the darts, carried his father’s ashes, came thousands of miles to Liangdu and found the nobles of the city.
The marriage was fixed 17 years ago, when the Luk family had not moved to Liangdu, living next to his bodyguard’s office, and had a good relationship with each other.
On the day when the moon was filled with wine, the parents were drunk and the father of the land was swung on the fan, and the baby was set in the shower.
It was only then that the Luk family moved to Liangdu, the mountain was so far away, that it lost its voice, and Master Lu died a few years ago.
So when she came to her fiancé with a fan, as her father had wished, the “husband” in her name sprayed her with tea and sent her out without a word.
“That’s ridiculous! How dare you fool me! I’m sorry.
The Lui family is now a man of great talent and talent, and Sven Joon-soo is a man of great taste.
When you’re so new, the stars are going to marry your daughter, and you’re going to come out with an old lady from Yamano Village, who’s got some old stuff that says he’s been married since he was a kid.
But it was such a terrible play, and he was the one whose identity was confirmed by the old housekeeper, and who almost couldn’t stand when Luo was struck by a thunderbolt, or who was holding him as fast as he was.
Be careful! I’m sorry.
“The husband’s name is Luno’s heart, his eyes are black, and he almost turns his back.” I’m sorry.
In the middle of a chicken-flying dog, Su-soo stayed at the land’s house and became a hot potato that could not be thrown away.
Finally, as the examination arrived and Lu Nobun picked the light to read at night, he called for a show of soup.
“It’s not that I don’t sign up. Do you know what it means to be a housekeeper? I’m sorry.
And when the light will roll, and their eyes shall be upon each other, and one of them will rejoice, and one of them will wonder.
The laughter of Luno-sama, who knew that he was going to take the test, gave up his hand as a bride price, and now he has to magnify himself in the face of a half-way killing.
“If you can take the test, I’ll marry you. I’m sorry.
The young country is open-minded and allows women to take up the examination and enter the DPRK, but there are few who are truly talented and willing to show up.
High-fives of the light, high-brow dances, and I feel like I’m making a fool of myself.
But it was not until the day after that, when he took the sword with a long rifle, and rose out of the mountains, he knew that he was the one who had been deceived.
The Emperor has never lacked the talent of a civil servant, but the rarest general who could bring soldiers to war, and he has become a treasure in the face of a silver-gun dance like a dragon.
In the Golden House, the Queen of the Dragons looked at the fan of the letter, calling out to the heavens, not only for the sealing of the female general, but also for the handing out of her hand to marry her and the land, and to make her a beauty.
It was only in the hymn of the courtesies of the DPRK that Luno-kun gnawed on his teeth that he knew what was meant by lifting stones and smashing his feet.
Two.
On the day of the wedding, the fireworks were in the city, and there was joy everywhere. There was only one place that was cold and clear.
From stress to hope, from hope to hope, to the moment when the land covers open her head, the clouds fall to the bottom.
Lunonoshi was drunk and long fingers pushed her chin, sneezed her, sneezed at her in the air and laughed at her:
“Is it funny? Is it interesting? I’m sorry.
“The eyes of each other, the nose of each other, the brain of a splendor, can’t turn back, but the mouth opens, “You, you said, marry me if I pass the test…”
“Yes, I said. “The anger of the land is so repulsive, so harsh, “I said I would never like you, remember? I’m sorry.
She’s like a tremor, and she’s not gonna leave her alone.
“Always, far away, no, yes!”
And with a spark out of the window, it’s like a beautiful eyelid, like a nightmare that explodes on top of its head, and when it comes back to its eyes, it’s gone by the cuffs and never returns.
On the first night of the wedding, the house was so cold and clear that it stood by the bed and looked at the pyrotechnics, and when the sky was white, Lunoshi never came back.
So she had a long-time “husband” and couldn’t say it in the end.
As a result of the divine decree, Lunoshi lived in the General’s house almost as a burden, with only an old housekeeper and some clothes, and a little white fox called “remote”.
Seeing the little fox in the arms of the landing, with all the pains, and not even touching it, it’s like Su-hyun’s hand, thinking of a word, looking at people, no, looking at the fox.
Who? Naturally, he is the other master of the fox, and is close to being married to the prime minister.
“You and her are so different. I’m sorry.
It is not surprising to hear that Lunonoshi, who had packed up a little nest for the little fox, has been rounded up in the presence of a man who wanted to help him, but was driven away.
The old housekeeper coughed in an awkward manner, knowing that she could not understand or dial, but only looked at with sympathy.
When he returned at night, he returned to sleep with a teacher, threw a silver gun, held a pen and learned from the beginning.
The first question she asked was, “Sir, what does the difference mean?” I’m sorry.
When you get the answers from Mr, you get busy.
She spends her usual time in training, and in addition to her homework, she has to learn soup, embroidery, clothing and even feeding foxes.
“Away, far away, to eat…”
As is often seen by the subordinates in the house, they sit by the fox’s nest with their face and their face with their food, and they bow down to their knees and they choke.
But the fox is rich and proud, and he bites his teeth on his arms, so she can’t shake them, holding on to her martial arts until he arrives.
Like the hawk willing to break his wings, a grand general in the hall, a hard-brained man who has put himself in the position of a small woman, and who has spoken in private, even the old housekeeper of the land, he has been boasting.
And of course, they are in the eyes, and they are in the mouth, and they are in the heart.
He may not know that he is very fond of him, and that she has listened to him since she was a child, speaking as a fairy in heaven.
Juya, Joon-soo, and learned … The simple father described him as the father of the landing, listening as he did, and looking at the old man in the darts as he did.
She drew herself a small man in her heart, who came to Liangdu in the mountains and went to the Lui court to see Lui Noi, and was buzzing in her ears, and the image of the person in her eyes was against that person in her heart.
It is no exaggeration to say that Lunoshi is the best-looking, smartest, most special man ever seen.
She spent six months in Rue’s capital, where she admired him for six months, until she finally became his wife and waited for him in his new room unsuspectingly, he never returned.
And when it is a believer, and when it is what He has said, and when they are high-fives, and their lips are smitten, and they are humbled, and they find no way to be angry with the earth.
She can only look out the window and groan, that’s the difference between like and dislike.
The gold stone, once again, has been sent to Lunoshi to make his own soup, and Lunonoshi’s hand is holding on to it, and his face is somewhat unnatural.
“The day after tomorrow is the Festival of Lights. You pack up and I’ll go out and see the lights. I’m sorry.
For a while, it was like a show, and I couldn’t believe it, and Lunoshi didn’t want to look into her eyes.
3
Liangdu’s festivities have always been festive, and Su-soo has taken pictures and looked in the mirror before going out, until the girl who was dressed up for her smiles behind her back: “Madam is beautiful today, and she should wait for her uncle.” I’m sorry.
It was only with a red face that he went out of his house, and Lu Nobu had waited in front of her, and he looked at her, and then turned away and coughed.
As if you were such a fool, you held Luk’s hand and said, “Father, just us.” I’m sorry.
“Yes, just the two of us.” I’m sorry.
The fireworks are open, the night market is woven, and a river lamp is floating in the water, far away.
When they stopped in front of a small stand to pick a mask, he suddenly asked her in her ear without a head:
“Hey, remember the way back to the General’s Palace. I’m sorry.
As the show was carefully chosen, he responded with two masks and smiled, “Look, my husband!”
There was no one left, as if a wind had passed and the earth had disappeared without a word.
“Remember the way of the general’s house,” as he looked at the crowd, blinked, didn’t move for a long time.
When the night passed over her eyes, she finally confirmed that Lunoshi had thrown her down, without warning.
No, maybe it was planned.
When they saw the back of the moat, it was as though they had understood.
This should be the first time she’s seen a “massive cloud” or a “silent cloud,” even if it’s just the next shadow of the moon, it’s as beautiful as it looks.
And lay down softly the two masks that were chosen, as if they were close, chose not to disturb them, and turned away quietly.
The pyrotechnics on top of their heads are still so high, and the cold winds through their sleeves are so cold, they blow empty hearts and nothing.
When Lunonoshi returned, he spent a half-night in the open, wearing a mask in his arms, and he had a guilty heart.
He was drunk and returned to the General ‘ s residence in the middle of the night, but did not think that he would look up and see a light in front of the door, as if he were wearing clothes, and that he would sit in the wind and wait for him.
When she saw him, she raised her lips and went up to help him.
“Father, be careful. I’m sorry.
It was a feeling that no one of them had broken it, and the more she was not talking, the more he was irritated, and there was a fire, and he preferred that she scolded her and accused her of why he had left her in the middle and why he used her as a cover to meet his old lover.
But she was silent until she couldn’t bear to keep her away, and when she tried to speak, she suddenly said, “Father, I know what the difference is.” I’m sorry.
She shivered and was afraid to approach him again, so she took the light to lead him.
I’ve only seen the back of that show in front.
“…but I’ll try hard, I’ll work hard for you, I’ll work hard for you, even though I’m still mud…”
The intoxicated brain took a lot of work to digest it, and Lunono realized that it was a bit of a good-looking, little sour chest, and he looked forward to the side of his back, his lips swung and a low tumbled into the wind:
“Damn mud. I’m sorry.
4
When the ice melts, the spring blooms, something changes without realizing it.
Lunonono is no longer indifferent to the cynicism, and when she dances a silver gun, there will be a welcome laughter, and sometimes even a few of the soup that she makes for him, and a sudden accident happens as everything moves in the right direction.
On the day when the land and the water came back, the fox was poisoned.
Since the beginning of the visit to the First General of the Young People’s Republic, he began by saying, “Shou-soo” and “Shu-soo-soo” in the name of the first woman, that he could not refuse to accept the invitation to visit him, or even to accept the invitation to visit him with his escort.
By the time a strange group of three people emerges, it will be impossible for him to find himself redundant, but he will have to leave.
She didn’t go, and Lu Nobu touched her forehead with her hands before leaving, saying, “If you’re not feeling well, rest early and wait for us to come back.” I’m sorry.
She leaned at the door, squeaked, as if she were really sick.
When she returned to her room, she lay down and fell asleep in bed under her blankets, with her forehead getting hotter, like a nightmare.
It was not until after sunset that the door of the house was kicked open by one foot and she was pulled out of her nest with one hand, that she opened her eyes blind, but only with one terrible look, as if it had suddenly fallen into another nightmare.
She’s never seen such a terrible land tiger, so angry she wants to eat humans.
“It’s as if you’re so mean! I’m sorry.
Even her clothes could not be put on, she was covered in her head and dragged all the way to the backyard in the crowd.
The backyard was surrounded by people, and one of the twilight shadows crouched by a fox’s nest, a little fox who cried with blood in her mouth: “Low, Far…”
It’s like there’s a mess in the brain, and it’s not clear what’s going on, until it’s gone. Her wrists, she fell on the ground, and she cried in her ear:
“Why are you poisoning me? He and I grew up together. Why are you so cruel…”
I can’t believe it.
Lunonoshi had to admit that she had taken advantage of them and fed them with drugs.
“If you’re wrong, I’d like to believe that you missed. I’m sorry.
In the evening, the palace of the generals was cold, the candles were swaying, the earth was dying to see the shadow of the bed, and every effort was made to control the mood of his own roll.
As long as a long hair, sitting on the head of the bed with its covers, and with its thin lips, like a sitting Buddha.
She looked at the candle, and her voice was soft and firm. She said, “No, I will not recognize it.” I’m sorry.
Although she did feed them after they left, she was not drugged, much less crying in the hospital:
“I know it’s all my fault, I shouldn’t bother my brother, I can’t let my sister get away with it…”
A far-reaching complaint by a “mother-in-law” with different eyes, personal evidence, physical evidence, motivation, she was completely guilty of the “nurse” and no one believed her, let alone went crazy.
But she alone knows that this should not be the case and that she should not be accused of such a crime, even if she has to ask for it.
He can’t love her, but he can’t trample on her heart.
She stood up to her back for the first time in the face of the wind, in the face of the sun’s vision, she stood up to her tears and looked at him with certainty, and was not as strong as the gentle little woman before:
“You have wronged me, and I will not confess, nor will I.” I’m sorry.
“You may not like me, but you cannot wrong me. I’m sorry.
The tone was not violent, but it was accompanied by the unnamed loneliness, with the red cheeks of the fever, and it was as though they were dazzling under the candlelight.
5
He can’t say anything at any time, but he’s trying to contain the mess and he’s whispering:
“If the stone burns is the way you love me, I’d rather not! I’m sorry.
And he did not seek to escape from anything, nor wanted to remain there for a moment, and turned away, but left a final sentence.
“I’ll move back to Rudd for a while. I’m sorry.
It was as if she had a face, a fog in her eyes, and it was like the wedding night that left her alone.
Just this once, she knew he’d never come back.
The hard-earned body can no longer endure, strangling in a severe cough, with five fingers dying to grab the only blanket. That is the only warmth that she has ever had, and the tears of awakening finally overflow the whole world.
“Father, you believe me, don’t go…”
She cried and suffered, from her fingertips to her heart, but that figure was long gone and would never hear her again.
She suddenly remembered her tears, and when he came, he came in alone, as a guest, when she had made plans to stay in the General’s Office for the rest of her life.
She just wanted to keep him and be her husband for the rest of her life.
Six.
He was ill in bed and was able to support him for two months, during which time he did not return once, leaving behind only the well-intentioned old housekeeper to look after the General’s house.
She asked every day, and the old housekeeper was sorely reluctant to answer.
The world is desperate. Someone has to bow first.
When he was ill, he held the soup, stood in the wind, and waited for him at the entrance to the land palace.
She came looking for Lu Nobu to hunt in the western suburbs, and smiled at Qiu-soo, as if she had lost weight. I’m sorry.
And as though he had eyes, but did not answer, but only the soup in his arms.
As Lu Nobo opened the door, the two men in front of the house looked up at the same time, and he apparently fell down.
If you don’t wait to hear the words “Assane brother” and say, “You’re a big man.” I’m sorry.
They were so close, they were like, “Well,” they were like, “Well,” and they were like, “Well, you know what? I’m sorry.
She looked up and looked at the complex sights of the land, and her heart shivered, and she was sorely sore, she was forced to bow down and hold the soup in her arms.
“No, if you’re right, if you’re here to bring your husband home. I’m sorry.
The sound is very light and firm, but it is called the earth’s land, which is a moment ago and with compassion, and it changes.
When the air cooled, he threw his sleeves and his eye was sharp: “I will not drink your soup. Go away, I fear you will poison me.” I’m sorry.
He said that he had passed over the show with his hands on the wagon and went away.
The carriage went to the western suburbs and looked at it as if it was far away, a little bit of the soup in its arms, and, somehow, went straight back to the general’s house, took a silver gun and drove up with it.
Aren’t we hunting? She’s with him. She’s the wife he’s married to. How can he leave her again and again?
The wind is strong, the clothes are high, the heart beats like thunder, and the silver gun is held tight.
If you came here just to bet, you’d be lucky to see it in the suburbs.
It’s a good thing she followed us!
The birds in the forest flew and killed a group of people in black, who were not sure where they were, surrounded by the troupe and the troupe.
“Father!” * As loud as the sound of a loud voice, a single shot was thrown away and the leaves were flying towards the earth *
He’s got a lot of hands, and he’s fighting the assassins, and he’s looking forward to it, and his pupils shrunk. I’m sorry.
I’m afraid he should have been warned.
7
He was ordered to go to Gangnam two months ago to investigate the corruption case and to accuse a number of wrong-minded forces.
An inevitable war is imminent.
She’s scared, she hides in the shadows of the land and she screams, “Soo-soo! I’m sorry.
The first days of the disease were like silver guns, which were unstoppable and opened the way for land and water.
“Father, get out of here. I’m here. Get help! I’m sorry.
The situation is urgent, and in a chaos, the earth’s sands are filled with gnawing, gnawing their teeth, resurfacing and fleeing in the middle of the city.
It was only after watching them leave safely that they were truly relieved, but they were squeamish and blood-splattered, and she fell on the ground with a wave of stabbings coming in.
Swords are fast, blood is long.
“Father, you must come back…”
She was murmured, stabbed, blood splattered.
Rudd didn’t get back in time.
It was two hours after he was too afraid to be able to find the nearest doctor to settle her and move back to the city.
Two hours, enough for too much to happen.
I can’t believe it.
And when he came to the suburbs with his horses, the twilight and the sun was like blood, and the battle in the forest was long gone.
All the bodies, all the grass, all the blood that comes out of their noses can only be described by the word “grueful.”
It’s almost impossible to see what it’s like to be stuck in a bloodbath, with a silver gun in its hand, but it’s still got a thin back and it’s holding on.
Ruoxin does not know that when he can’t keep up, he can’t wait until he comes to help.
The blood beads were blurry in the sight of her and she was screaming in pain everywhere, and she was terrified and shivering, and she had never prayed like that in her life, begging him to come back.
She was afraid not to die, but to be forgotten and left behind by her husband.
But he really left her.
So it was an explosion that was driven to an end. No one could save her, and she was left on her own.
Silver guns are like dragons, and instead of not listening, a shuero flower is produced in the cuffs, red and red.
Until the sun sank and a long silence in the forest, she remained on her knees in blood and solidified.
# Like, like a show #
The throat was strangling, the earth’s snorting breath was strangling, and the blood was coming closer.
A little bit of a stiff head, and the wood stings, and it does not fall into the arms of the earth until it returns to its soul, and its eyes are thick, and what is it that lays it down, and is humid with blood.
“Father, I thought, I thought that you had lost me.” I’m sorry.
8
The general’s house, Lu Nosei, stood in front of the bed, looked at his unconsciousness as though he was in a tremor.
“Are you telling the truth? I’m sorry.
The old housekeeper next to him was very focused, and he was ashamed: “No wrong, the slave had a lot of concerns before, and if she had said it earlier, she would not have suffered so much…”
Two months ago, His Majesty’s emissary sent Lunosei to Gangnam to investigate the case, where he happened to have hit the little fox and died of poison. He was angry and disappointed that he had moved back to the General’s Office under the pretext of covering his eyes and visiting Gangnam.
The old housekeeper, afraid of distracting him from the point of view, failed to tell the truth about what he had found, and now looks like he’s lying in a bed full of bruises.
He did not intend to break it, as he saw it, but rather, he did not poison the fox, but rather he cried with the fox to death, and died with his dignity.
“The slaves are afraid to speak out and take into account the feelings of the young master and Miss Yan, but they want nothing but to hurt their wife…”
The late truth is the coldness of the hands and feet of the land, like a cave.
And he cried in his ears, and he asked her in the light of a candle, and she persisted in her lips: “Do not like me, but do not wrong me.” I’m sorry.
He had never believed her, nor had he doubted the old plums, but now he’s in a state of shock with all kinds of thin ends and thoughts.
What’s hidden under the pretentious face of the innocent?
When the ink of the heart rolls and looks at the pale face on the couch, the sourness of the earth awakes.
Then he held her hand in fear, and he was ashamed and regretful, and leaned in her ear, and smelled:
“You’ll wake up soon and I won’t leave you alone again. I’m sorry.
It’s like having nightmares, and God has finally waved his hand for a good dream.
Not only did Yusuke Lu take care of her injuries, she was told that he was going to live with her.
What does that mean? He almost thought she was joking, but he was so serious, looking at her, smiling softly:
“A good life is that I will eat with you every day, sleep with you, watch with you the greens of the willows, dance with you in front of the gun, draw my hand, take the case to the top and grow old. I’m sorry.
It’s more fun and more serious. I’m sorry.
As the heart beats so fast and as hard to believe, it’s like thinking of something, and the fool asks, “Well, what’s the distance?” I’m sorry.
Rudd smiled, but held on to the silly girl in front of him, and took a deep breath: “Death, the past is over.” I’m sorry.
Both of them are dead and buried together with the past. From now on, only the mountains will sing and dance.
It was probably the happiest time of the day.
She and Lu Noboshi were in the same court as you, and the King was accompanied by him.
She looked at him as he handled his correspondence, his pens were ink, his case was organized, and the court was as broken as a mirror;
He visited her barracks to see her at the top of the bar, where she was trained and had a tummy of snow and twitch.
They look at the crowds, laugh at the eyes, and the bold recruits sneak back and look red, coughing twice, and whispering high:
“Look what you see, everybody stand up, nobody move! I’m sorry.
The wise Lord Luk couldn’t stop laughing, and he followed the fox, “Hear, hear, hear, hear, hear, hear! I’m sorry.
“Yes, General! I’m sorry.
Because of his special status, he was the first daughter of the young nation, and he was named “General” on the field.
The face on the stage gets redder, and the “General” under the stage laughs even more.
The wind is over, the geese are flying through the sky for a long time.
9
On the eve of the early winter, Lunoshi welcomed his own life.
As she had already begun to prepare, she would like to host a great feast for him, as Mrs. Lu, to celebrate his age and age.
Luno-kun’s heart is full of joy, and his mouth is full of lies, fearing that he will be exhausted.
As though he were in his arms, and his hand was round his neck, and he sat with him on the porch with him for the moon.
Then, in the night wind, she turned her head towards him, and her eyes were full of water, and she whispered with her lips:
“Father, your next birthday, your next birthday… I’ll be with you every day of your life every year. I’m sorry.
The sound is so soft, the heart of the sound of the earth is decomposed, he’s focused, he’s down, he’s softly kissing his lips.
Folding, drowsing deep, like alcohol, is more beautiful than the moon.
The pyrotechnics were blooming and poignant.
In the evenings, the guests came silently to a big man, who was astonished and astonished and fell down on his knees with his courtyard full of courtesies: “See the Emperor.” I’m sorry.
The Emperor’s great grace, and the Emperor himself came to celebrate Lu Xinjiang.
Looks out the door, looks out, waits for the landing to come back.
It was a time of great distress, a time of great distress, a time of heavy distress, and a time of heavy stress and sometimes of sleepovers in public, and a time of great distress. He was specifically instructed to come home early and relax.
But when the night became darker, the feast began, and Lu Noshi didn’t show up, sent to find his little friend to say that there was no one at Da Lisi and there was no uncle anywhere.
He couldn’t sit down, called the old housekeeper without touching him, asked him to entertain his guests, and then he slipped out of the back door and drove his horse into the night.
Her heart beats like a thunderbolt, but nothing happens to her.
But as she ran to the moat, she saw two river lamps far away, rising and falling on the water.
The sound of the heart, as if the horse had come down, and the air and the rope had drawn in.
“You know you haven’t changed so far, you’re still a distant brother…”
Under the cover of the night, she heard the voice of the woman, and the two familiar faces by the river were cuddled with kisses, and the wine filled with warm feelings.
They were suddenly held up, their legs were flat and they were not known for a while.
“Father, come home early! I’m sorry.
As if the wind were echoing her voice, it was not able to crush her breath by the river, and as soon as the night blew, it was scattered as a fragile joke.
“By the clouds, by the clouds…” murmured, like a tremor, and led the horses away.
The eyes are sharp, but there is nothing to shed, but they hear more and more with their backs.
Each step was so heavy, as the tip of a pedal, a picture flashing through the head and breaking into countless pieces.
This is the end of God’s mercy and her dreams are finally coming to an end.
What’s stuck in her chest, and she’s so sick that she can’t stop running under a willow tree and vomiting over the sea.
And the mists that were held in their eyes were able to awaken without fear, and fell in the night wind, and drenched her whole world at once.
The difference between the clouds, the difference between the clouds, was that she had tried so long, but he left behind the mud.
10
It’s a good start, it’s a bad ending, it’s an end to the feast, and it’s almost a freeze on the smile.
As the centurion stepped out of the house, he shook his head with regret: “Now that Lord Lui is sick and can’t disturb him, he is worried about the people and must take care of her. I’m sorry.
Only the Emperor did not spoil his pleasure, but he did so in order to send him out. “I am here today to celebrate my life as Luro, but I am drunk, in the presence of the General. I’m sorry.
“The general is afraid that yesterday’s war report came, the border was attacked and the city was trapped.” I’m sorry.
It was an unforeseeable disaster in the country, but the situation was so complicated that the Emperor thought of his own first general in a great deal of headache.
“I will ask the General for the last time. I’m sorry.
Even the Emperor didn’t think that he would be as happy as he would have been, as if he couldn’t wait to get to the border and leave Liangdu.
I’m glad to hear it, and I’m under fire and I’m on my knees.
“All right, General Xin, I command you to hang yourself at the top of the line. I’m sorry.
Lu Nobu returned to the General’s Palace in the early morning of the following day, in a state of drunkenness and disarray.
He went to the show, and he pushed the door, and he sat at the table swiping silver guns, and he looked up and his eyes were red, and he smiled at him, “You have come back, my husband.” I’m sorry.
His heart beats, he doesn’t know what to say, and it took him a long time.
“Yo Su, I, I have something to discuss with you. I’m sorry.
He tried to hold her shoulder, he hesitated to confess, “I didn’t come back last night because…”
“Father, this is my birthday present for you. Do you like it? I’m sorry.
He suddenly broke his mouth and took out the fragrance, which had been made for a long time, and looked at the landing, and smiled for him if nothing happened.
Lunonoshi, he moved, and he was allowed to approach him, and he was close.
The hand of a silver gun is really not fit for a needle, and the fragrance is ugly, but the hysteria of the land is so full of love, it’s in my arms, and there’s something I don’t want to say.
Just a little longer. A little longer.
The room was quiet, she was breathing, she was breathing for some time, but she pushed out the earth’s sand, rubbed her eyes, took the soup from the table, looked at the landing and smiled:
“Father, I’m going to practice at the school first. Why don’t you get a good night’s sleep after I get back? I’m sorry.
“If you come back, I have something to discuss with you.” I’m sorry.
The back was as sour as a nose, biting on the lips, walking out the door with a silver gun, and the unstoppable fog finally blurped the eyes.
Bye, husband. I’m sorry.
It’s the wind, it’s the end of it, it’s the end of it.
It’s the last time Lunonoshi saw the show.
After two days of sleep after drinking the potion, he woke up with only one rest, which she drew up for him, and when he signed his name, he could divorce her and move out of the General’s Office.
She’s written a lot of words, even though it’s so hard to write every word that she can’t write with tears.
She said it would not be difficult for him, that she knew what he was going to discuss with her and that she was willing to listen, although she had no courage to listen.
and complete his sky, and let him be free, and let his true lover be his family.
After all, she was so grateful that he had a wonderful and wonderful dream with her, even though he was happy.
“No, it’s not…”
He was completely distraught and had no opportunity to explain, and at this point he had already crossed the line of the horse gun to the battlefield thousands of miles away.
He knew what she must have seen that night, otherwise it would not have happened, but God knew how ridiculous it was to come and go, so ridiculous that he could not forgive himself.
Eleven.
That night, he was supposed to go back to the General’s Palace, but was stopped by his face on the way.
And the bride of the former heaven, who cried with his eyes red, and with his garments he cried, and cried with bitterness, saying that he would not disturb him again after the last day of his life.
He has a soft mind, thinking about it and breaking the thread, so let him be clear and put the past behind him.
Who knows that when he was drinking on the edge of the river, he was dazed and he was hot and he couldn’t help himself.
When we wake up in the inn, a big mistake is made.
“You really had to do this, brother. You can’t just walk away.”
And on the couch it weepeth not, but upon the earth it shall be in pain, and he shall almost strangle her.
But even if it was a setup, he did ruin her reputation, and if he didn’t want to, he would be responsible.
He hesitated to discuss the matter with her in such a way as to marry her into the door. He said that he could not, but did not want to lie to her. He had tried to adjust her mind, to confess everything when she came back, to convince herself and, in any case, to ask her for forgiveness.
But she left a piece of paper and went to the border without a word, leaving him no chance to say goodbye.
Who asked her to do it? Why didn’t you ask him? What a stupid mess!
The fragrance between the waist and the fragrances of the earth, from which the sorrows come, tears to pieces the rest of your hand.
“You won’t let me move out of the General’s Palace. You can hide in the field and I can catch up to the border! I’m sorry.
12
12 years in Yong-Aan, the war is over, the border is over.
In the fireworks, in successive battle papers, there was a message from the beams.
Lord Sang-sook Lu is marrying the Prime Minister, and the wedding is organized and visible.
She’s got the stomach, the stomach, the stomach, the stomach, the eyes, the eyes. She’s holding her abdomen. “There will be no need to present the message from Leung. I’m sorry.
She cannot be distracted, let alone upset, when the two armies are at a critical juncture in the battle for death.
“You can’t leave until you marry me. Do you think my father will let you go? I’m sorry.
And the murmuring saying was on the side of the earth, and he tried, in a gruesome way, to accept it, and he just wanted to finish the bloody marriage and run to the sand and to his stupid mud.
The letters he sent back were returned in their original form, and she did not see them at all, and he became more and more frightened, and he could not fly to her immediately, explaining everything.
The winter has come, and the snow and the snow are flying, and the heavens and the earth are white.
When the land looked out of the window and waited for that far away to return, even though it was still a dream, he thought that after winter the spring would be green, and that the willows would be green on the shore, and he would take her on horseback, and watch the long wind over the clouds, and the water would be running.
They have so many days, so long as they have agreed.
But I don’t know, it’s not normal, it’s late, it’s late.
The big red lantern swayed in the wind, and the big marriage in Lukju was only half-baked, and it was broken by the old housekeeper who came.
He cried so hard that he fell to the ground: “My lord, my lady, my lady… I’m sorry.
As if it were a thunderbolt, a tremor of the land, and a thunderbolt.
Horse hoofs squealing and the snow is getting hotter.
Dressed in a dress that could not be taken off, Rudd went crazy to the outskirts of the city, finally welcomed back to the army for 10 miles, and the soldiers carrying the coffin recognized him, strangling his throat:
“General, I beg your pardon. I’m sorry.
After the red eye opened the casket and saw the body, Lunoshi couldn’t believe that she really left him!
# Like a show #
And the horrifying cry cut open the sky, and revereed for a long time in the heavens and the earth, white and white.
The soldiers of the Iron Bone cried, and the duel had already been won. General Ziqi fell upon him and fell down on him, and somehow his hands were used to protect his abdomen so that the enemy could take advantage of it and stab him with a sword.
It was only after a military medical examination that it became known that General Jing had been pregnant for three months.
Three months, the day she wrote off her book and went to war, she didn’t even tell him!
“No!” I’m sorry.
Pulling up a garment, falling out of it a fan, spreading in the snow.
It’s like a dance song.
When all the beams came to the sand, the only thing that Su-soo had brought was an infinity of thought after the bitterness of his bones had passed, and she listened to the horns from the outside every midnight dream, and could only hold on to this folding fan so that she could sleep in an endless darkness.
It’s like the wind’s on the camp, and it’s like it’s resounding like it was.
“A good life is that I will eat with you every day, sleep with you, watch with you the greens of the willows, dance with you in front of the gun, draw my hand, take the case to the top and grow old. I’m sorry.
“Don’t leave. “The thin lips are soft, the tears slip through the corner of the eye, and the pillow towel is wet without a word.
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The princess is not easy.
285.
The love of the palace, the hatred of the princess.
Late Night Emotion Institute, etc.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
