How can you tell your worst stories in the most modest words? – What?
I’ve been trapped in the palace for sixteen years and made an unnamed mute princess.
He is with me as the full moon is full, and as He is with me, He protects me from everything, even if every time it hurts.
And he Wept blood under the grass, and Wept away the tears of my eyes, and whispered: “Peace be upon the Princess.” I’m sorry.
But the moon is not always happy, and there is a lack of profit and nature.
Me and your ninth, that’s it.
One.
I like having a covert. But I’m a mute and I can’t say “like.”
He is cold, dark, I have seen, bright, but like a shadow of light, forever hidden in darkness. I never saw him back, but I knew he was there.
He was a gift from my father. Nor is it important that my biological mother should be humbled, except that I was born unable to speak, and there is no support for my father, and there is nothing to be remembered by my father, that I may suffer in this palace. When the palaces pulled their hairs and beat me on that pebble road, I thought, “I heard that my biological mother was no better than the best foot-washing handmaiden, but was only able to give birth to me because my father saw me on this bouquet.
What is so strange about this road that when I was wringed by a Queen, I passed by my father’s king, and for the first time in 15 years I saw him at such a distance. This is the most amazing experience I’ve ever had.
I was struck in pain, but I looked up to my father’s lips and cried and called him to think of the woman who smiled at the flair. He opened his eyes and cried out to me, “Seventeen.” I’m sorry.
No one named me, and now I finally have my own name — 17. My father gave me a covert guard, moving as fast as the wind and as secret as the shadow. He lifted up the man who was riding on me and fell down on his knees silently. I swung his hair to one side and took a peek. I could not see his face, but his eyes, I remember, were as bright as the fire of the plain.
My father did not hear me, and I stretched out my hand, and he frowned, and remembered that the 17th was a daughter who could not speak, and he took his eyes away and asked me too much.
But it made me have a little palace and a gentle handman.
I also have a security guard.
I was born dumb, I couldn’t speak, but he and I were nothing less than promised to come by my father and take good care of me.
I was lonely at the deep palace, I was too young to be able to close my eyes and sleep at night, and I was afraid that a mouse would crawl over my face, and that someone would strangle my neck at night; and now there is a quiet place where I can’t sleep with a heart, a drop of rain on the window, and the sound of the wind blowing.
I couldn’t sleep, and I opened my eyes and shattered myself.
When the moon was light, I saw a piece of paper on the window that gathered a rabbit and tumbled gently; then it turned into a lady with a big belly; and it turned “grunts” into a rolling doll, and the little shadow on the window was just turned away.
Spring night is quiet, I’d like to ask, Nine, is that you? Open your mouth, and nothing comes out.
I remember years later how patient I was when he looked at me when he couldn’t shut his eyes. He simply wanted me to know, to sleep in peace, to have the guards to be my eyes, without fear.
I was able to sleep, slowly, so that the 9th meeting seemed to have a lot of skills, and he sometimes suffocated a leaf to play the flute, the sound of which was always in my dreams. I was sometimes particularly curious about him, and then I went underground to the bed, and slowly went to the side of the bed, and my hands were put on that window, so that I could open the window a little bit, and look at the dark eyes, and yet I took back my hands in awe.
I’m afraid he won’t be happy, and no one will be able to accompany me this long night.
And the next moment, the window was opened from the outside, and there was a big month of tomorrow, and nine of you stood outside the window, and there was an open night. For the first time I saw him without a mask. He was well-born, timid and indifferent, and passed through a blade of the same handle, but it was a soft night, and it fell silent.
He reached out and handed me a flute, which was clear, but he didn’t speak much.
I picked it up. And when I stood still, he pressed his eyebrow a little bit, and lifted up my hand, and delivered the flute to my lips, and the word fell very well. He said, “Blow.” I’m sorry.
I consciously did so, and the sound of the flute was blowing in the wind, and I opened my eyes, and I could not speak, but I was very happy in my heart, which was my first sound. I’m not going to thank you, but I’m going to put my hand out of his hair.
And he took a step back and fled my hand, and I took it back somewhat awkwardly.
I couldn’t say “thank you” at first, he couldn’t understand my gesture, he was on my watch for a while, and I could never be his master.
However, thank you.
The more I look forward to getting up at night, I may be lonely and afraid alone in this palace.
I don’t know how my daughter, who came to my palace with a small number of seventeen, got into trouble with her noble princess.
But she came, and she strangled me in the face, red as blood, and threw me on the floor, and she said, “Who could have a mute like you in front of Lord Pei?” I’m sorry.
The Princess is jealous and loves Lord Mu Bai for a long time. I’m dumb, but I’m a good face. But I don’t even know who Lord Pei is.
If the Princess only yelled at me, I put up with it. She also brought a few bodyguards, and I watched my gentle waitress walk outside the door, and I watched those bodyguards untie their belts, and the Princess looked at me like a sister, like a flower on the ground.
And I fell down on the ground, and turned back, and so We looked up and looked at them, and they were as dark as clouds and as bright as the sun. I’m dumb, I can’t even cry. I’m shaking my head and I’m back.
But the next moment We took a shadow, and he turned on his side, and his bones were perfect, and the shadow of the sun fell upon his pale face, and it was for him nine. His kung fu was good, and only a few of his bodyguards, untied, had shrunk to the ground in pain, and the Princess had screamed, and he was supposed to stop, but I can see that he had hurt the Princess.
He’s like that. He’s in my way. Turns out he’s gonna show up in the day. Just every time he shows up in the daytime, it’s my bad time.
The nine of you didn’t speak, but looked back at me, like a dry sun, and passed away, and he was dark.
The Nine Princess left, but the Nine were called away, and there was no more shadow in my window at night. I couldn’t hear the sound of the bamboo leaf. I couldn’t sleep, so I shrunk up and waited for the sun. When my father asked me about the situation, I was mute, unable to say what I had suffered, and had to cry over and over again.
I want to say I want nine back. I croak, I cry.
I’m a useless princess. Protecting me is a pain.
I waited for him to come back. It was just a wound. I knocked on the window at night with his fingers, and I opened the window, and he looked pale, and turned a bird out of my sleeve.
And he looked down, and the wind blew over, and called out to us nine: “Here you are, princess. I’m sorry.
I stretched out my hand and suddenly pressed my eyes, and I was about to cry. It took me a while to reach out and pick up the wounded ugly bird, so I threw out my breath and my eyebrows came down, and I turned around and left.
I reached out with my hand, held your arm, and tried so hard to avoid the bleeding, but he didn’t even wrinkle his eyebrow.
I’m gonna say, I’m gonna wrap it up for you.
Let nine look at me in silence, and the crushing air was diluted by the moon, but as if I didn’t understand what I was going to say, I let my hands down. And he had a light smile, and he was so cold, and he smiled, but he was amazing.
He said, “No, no. The body of the princess. I’m sorry.
He got it.
I’m a little sad, but I can’t do much, just to give back a little. “No need. I’m sorry.
And he returned like a wind to his shadow, and the night of the bamboo forest was ringing, and the moon flowed like water, as though the foot of the bird which nine had given me had been wounded, while he was standing still and had been carefully wrapped. I stabbed it in the stomach.
In the fifteenth year of my reign, I was beaten in exchange for a nine order.
I look at the moon in the sky and I think there’s probably nothing happier in the world.
Two.
For the sake of the fortunes, my father remembered me again, probably because he was old, and most of the kings and daughters of the palace were married and married, and had left the palace long ago. All that remained of his daughters was me and the princesses and the princesses. He was too old to bear a little of his loving father’s heart, so he moved me away from that place on the bamboo forest.
I can’t speak, but I’ve had no pomp and temperament over a few princesses.
He’s got me a nurse to practice my attitude, and I’m doing the best I can when I fall on my knees. The Princess smiled at me for the love of my life and thought that I’d become so happy with my father.
Actually, she’s right. I want my father to be more kind to me, and I think I’ll be able to protect you if I’m taller.
My father taught me to write when I was idle, and I was weak and obstinate, and he frowned. I thought he was trying to blame me, but he took his breath and touched my smooth hair. He said, “Seventeen, you are suffering. I’m sorry.
He frowned, and those who had wronged me were punished, and even the pitfalls which the Princess had given me were not able to escape. It was only in the palace that he knew that the 17 princess of low birth had been neglected for many years, and had received a family.
When my father touched my hair, I felt something sour in my heart, like a place where the crushing emotions that I had neglected.
Many treasures were laid in the new palace, and it seemed as if the father had felt a bit of a debt and had filled everything that had been missing for more than a decade, and many palaces had come back and forth, even the guards had not fallen. And the silk of clouds, and the source of stones as bright as water, is sent to my hand.
If you can’t insult me, you’ll have to bow your head and call me Princess 17.
She saw me. She had to do something to me.
I’m like a kid who’s just got sugar, and it’s sweet to eat it, but it’s just a taste. I woke up in the middle of the night and realized that there was no more bamboo out of my window and that the moonlight no longer came through the veil.
There’s no more evidence outside the window.
I haven’t seen you for a long time.
When I woke up, the night watch girl came to me in a state of panic, asking, “What is wrong with the princess? I’m sorry.
I shook my head.
But it’s okay. I’ve got a bunch of chicks on my side, and there’s a circle of bodyguards out there, and I don’t have to worry about a mouse crawling over my face to sleep, but I can’t have nine blowing me in the middle of the night.
The bird, We took good care of it, and it was in a golden cage, but it was always puffy.
I think, I think it’s nine.
3
I’ve always had a hard time writing, and it’s ugly. My father took a look at my writing and ordered me a new master.
I saw Lord Pei.
Green Lotus is a bone, two sleeves like clouds. The father called him “Pe-King” and said, “Seventeen are so ugly, he’s always been good at teaching her. I’m sorry.
I have not seen a single man before, and I look down on my head and look at the lotus flower on my shoe.
Lord Pei stood before me and called me with laughter: “Seventeen princesses.” I’m sorry.
And I raised my head, and he stretched out his hand, and turned his white fingers like butterflies, and I opened my eyes a little bit, and he did not speak to me, and he said to me in sign language, silently: “Seventeen Princess, hello. I’m sorry.
I don’t know what it’s like to be so sweet.
I bend a smile and thank my father very sincerely.
I often think of this as a burning dream, but the arrival of Lord Pei has made it real. It’s rare in the palace, but I feel it from Lord Pei.
He speaks in sign language, and our communication is quiet and rich.
He taught me how to write, and he pointed it out to me. The princess was so mad that she risked overthrowing my writing desk, but as soon as Lord Pei appeared, she turned her eyes red, pulling his sleeves and asking if she wanted to eat her new cake.
When the Princess was so soft, Lord Pei just pulled his sleeve out of silence and saw her face turn white, and she left crying. Lord Pei can’t help but sigh, and his eyes look at me softly.
I waved, which means it’s okay.
Then Bae turned away and went in haste to appease the noble Princess.
I read the book on the desk of the library, and fell asleep by accident, but I was awakened by smoke and caused a fire far away. We covered our mouths and noses with big sleeves, but the fire began, and I ran up, and the scrolls were licked by fire, and there was no sign of it. I cannot help but breathe in the dust, and I want to shout out, yet I — I am dumb, and I have no right to ask for help. I coughed all over my face.
And I fell into the corner, and I was dazed and dazed, and my eyes were fuzzled, and I held myself tight and almost fainted. It was hot. But in this heat, I am filled with a cool embrace. And We approached his neck with consciousness, and he was slightly settled.
I tried to open my eyes again, but I couldn’t. My eyes hurt too much.
Until I broke out, I was again conscious, awakened by this clean, normal air, and burned to the back. I tried so hard to open my eyes, but I held my man, Lord Bae.
I don’t know what I’m looking for, but I’m just disappointed.
Lord Pei touched my back and whispered, “The princess is all right.” “I’m relieved that it’s very reassuring in my light voice.
And I passed out again, and woke up on the bed of my bed, and the father sat by my bed, and the old and fat face showed fatigue, as if it had been for a long time. I opened my eyes and my father gave me the horn.
“Seventeen. Does it hurt? I’m sorry.
My tears came out. Seventeen. Did it hurt?
I never said pain, I was dumb, I couldn’t say it.
I never said it hurt. Nobody asked me if it hurt.
This dream in my eyes is a little bit true, and I’m shaking my lips and calling a little “Father” but without a voice, so I do it in silence.
I shake my head. The father extended his hand to follow my long hair, and showed a bit of force on my face. He said, “I promise that this will not happen again.” I’m sorry.
I remember, I pulled his hand, I wrote nine words in his hand, and I wanted to see nine of you, and my father was confused, so I remembered, “The Guardian has gone to prison.” I’m sorry.
I shake my head, no, so nine is good.
I want to speak, and my father rubbed his eyelids and put his hand in the air, and he was tired and it was time to leave.
I am named in the name of the Queen, a woman who always laughs. I do not know what my biological mother looks like, who grew up like a weed in a cold palace as a child. The Princess has many things. I envy her for her free will and for her mother.
The Queen Mother knew about the last time the Princess lifted my desk, she was grounded for a month and had to copy many volumes.
For a month of this ban, the Queen has always brought me to her side, and she has taken me to her side when she is connected to the court, and no one will mention me any more. Even many people learn sign language in order to tie me up.
Everyone says that Princess 17 is the best girl in this palace, except she can’t talk.
Lord Pei spoke to me in sign language and said, “Seventeen princesses are too popular to be the only one who can talk to you like this.” I’m sorry.
I opened my eyes.
He turned and laughed, “But isn’t that a good idea? Princess 17, it was supposed to be in the sun. I’m sorry.
I’m really showing a smile.
My handmaiden knows that Princess 17 has a habit of playing flute at night. The father said that he would return in nine days; and I pleaded with him, and he said that the punishment was not heavy, but that he had made a mistake and that he was afraid of the rules.
How many days is it? No one can tell me.
But I think I’ll come to see you as soon as you get Nine back and hear my flute.
And the moon in the sky turned round, and I sat on the window, and the flute in my hand blew. I was too busy in the daytime, and I fell asleep, and I fell asleep, and I fell in front, and my hands caught me.
It’s my familiar taste of bamboo, and I woke up in a moment, and I was so happy to be around his neck, and if I could talk, I’d be so happy to shout, “Nine!”
My men’s body seemed to be a little stiff in a moment, and they couldn’t even hold their hands between my waists.
And when the moon was round in the heavens, We saw Me and the shadow of your nine cast into the earth in a small place, and my face was covered with his warm neck, so I turned back, and I was ashamed to let go of his hand.
And it was only when the nine of you put me back on the windowsill that I saw him, and he wore half a mask, and revealed a nice arc of his jaw, which was as cold as a sword, and now, somehow, was soft.
He was born tall, but I sat in the window, and I was even with him, and I saw his eyes as peaceful as the night, and my hands snubbed, and I didn’t know why it was so intense, but I was so happy.
The sound of the worm, I reached out and touched his half of the silver mask, so nine pressed my wrist and the sound was muted: “Princess, don’t touch it. I’m sorry.
I’m holding up, I’m taking back my hand, and I have his temperature on my wrist. I was so excited to bring out the bird cages hanging by the window, and the bird was still up, and it was much better. I put this ugly bird out, the fat one. It doesn’t fly, so it’s in my hand.
I showed it to you nine. I took good care of it. Your nine reached out with a finger, and it was gently stamped. It’s a tummy, it shakes, but I laugh.
I sent it to the sky, and the bird flew away with its wings, leaving only a bald cage.
It’s like he’s trying to say that the sparrow was here with me.
I pulled his cuffs a little bit, and I turned my smile, but I didn’t have to.
He looked at my hands falling on his sleeve, and quickly turned his side over his face, climbing a little red mark behind his ear, and took me to the flute next to me and blew it gently. My feet were shaking softly and looking at the moon in the window.
The moon, the moon. Do you know how happy I am?
Nine, nine.
Nine.
4
You’ve come back and you’ve taken the guts to serve my peach.
I’m nodding.
It was in May, when spring and summer came, I used to wear only plain clothes, and today I picked out clothes, and I chose a goose-coloured dress.
When she was young, she entered the palace, and I said, “The goose and yellow seem to be very sweet.” I’m sorry.
I don’t know why it’s hot in my ear because I think you can see it?
I went to the Queen’s Palace on a regular basis because of some time lapses and accidentally tripped. The Queen Mother was very close to me, greeted me and helped me with the hairbrush. My head happened well, black and bright, and my mother lamented her years, and said to me, “It is also you who have been neglected by the palace these years, and have eaten and observed the Buddha day by day, and have forgotten all about you.” I’m sorry.
I was so busy shaking my head.
She was laughed at by my panic, and the red Cordon covered her mouth: “You are rarely seen in the palace as a pure child.” If you’re so good at it. I’m sorry.
The Queen’s Queen is doing me a good job by taking me from a copper mirror: “We’re 17, a beautiful girl.” I’m sorry.
She’s not finished yet, and she’s coming from behind her. She’s so cheap. I’m sorry.
The Queen’s Queen’s Lady has rarely fallen down on her face: “Seventeen have been named in this court as your dear sister. Are you going to be grounded for another month? Where have you read all your manners? I’m sorry.
The charisma has always been bright, but the eye of the eye has faded, and it has fallen to me as tears, saying, “You will take Lord Pei, and your father’s love will take you, and now you will fight even with your mother, and you will be better than I. I’m sorry.
She hated it: “I am so sorry. I’m sorry.
I’m a little funny, regretful, regretful to the guard, but remind my father of me?
I stand up and apologize, and the Queen touches my forehead, appeases me, colds my face so that the Princess can leave a message.
I was summoned to my father, who was old and had a headache, and I learned for a long time with the medical lady of Tai Hospital, who was well versed in the way of the cave, and then went to his humble father’s body, where he raised his temple.
My father kept his eyes closed: “I am too proud, don’t think about it.” I’m sorry.
I nod my head.
The father pushed the dish on the side of it before me: “The twig that was sent by Guan Nam is very delicious, and I have sent you some of it.” I’m sorry.
I would like to thank you with gestures, but remembering that my father was blind and took his hand back.
And when We left the gate, We met Lord Pei, and he smiled like a cloud, and his finger was as white as a butterfly.
“The princess is beautiful in goose yellow. I’m sorry.
No one can be happy with that.
I ate a few twigs before I slept at night, and the fruit was white, but it was hot in my dreams. I could eat anything to survive in the cold alley, but at the end I couldn’t get used to eating something so precious.
In my dream, I became the 17-year-old with no father, no peach, no Lord Pei, and the most important man. I can’t remember. I couldn’t catch anything. I cried in pain, and the rats were running around in a stench.
I’m calling nine. What a nine, I forgot, I only remember a nine.
I feel like I’m floating at the bottom of a pond, and I’m gonna be hit by a storm.
Yet in the shadows, my hand is held by someone who is warm and dry, like the sun leaks into the cracks.
He called me in my ear, calm and quiet.
He called me “The Princess.” I’m here. I’m sorry.
I’m here, so nine is here.
I’m not crying. I’m glad you’re here, I’m not afraid.
My burning fell down on the second day, and my pillow was covered with a drop of flowers with morning guacamole.
Queen Sang-fook, there are visiting monks in the palace. I was with the Queen’s Buddha, before the Buddha’s statue, and the Queen prayed for the Kingdom of Taiminan, and the Princess prayed for the joy of Lord Pei.
I close my eyes, make a wish, and I want to be with you for a long time. Buddha, do you hear me?
I want to make nine, the shadow of no light, my light, but I have to be dark.
And when I followed the Queen out of Buddha’s Hall, I was called from behind by the monks, and I stopped, and I went back, and I held in my hand the one that had just been asked for, and the monks gave me the signature that I had just drawn, whispering: “The princess is afraid of something. I’m sorry.
I opened my eyes.
There’s always a chance. Who’s going to turn it around?
I pushed it back, and I shook my head, but there was a strange calm in my heart. I think, what’s so terrible about it?
We could not have waited this night for the ninth of His hands, and We had squeezed it into our hands for the first of the nine, and failed to deliver it. There are encounters and separations.
The Buddha didn’t hear me.
The Nine Princess left, so I remembered that the Nine was his father’s guard. He took it back.
Father said I’ve been given a new guard. He stopped the pen, a little light, and he said, “It’s just a covert. I’m sorry.
And the Zhu pen was suspended, and a piece of it was red on the paper, and his father looked up with his eyes, and he was in a state of rage: “You were too kind to the guard.” You are my 17th princess who will marry the most remarkable son. I’m sorry.
I’m surprised, but I’m laughing. I can’t go any closer to your nine, this time just a transfer, and if I persist, I don’t know if I’ll be in danger next time.
I looked outside, and it was clear to me that people like me, who were born in this palace, were all wrong even to come near.
I can’t ask for more. I seem to have everything but nothing.
I went to see Princess Kyushu.
She laughed, “Dumb, are you here to find your fucking guard?” I’m sorry.
I don’t know where a fierce force was born, pushed down on the porch, choked her neck, and I wanted to kill her. She’s got everything she needs, but she’s gonna ask you to leave. I want to say that if you were to insult you, I’d kill you.
Her face rose red, but a beautiful princess like her has more strength than a woman like me.
The princess suddenly stopped struggling, and she smiled at me and shouted, “You are nine.” I’m sorry.
I’m holding.
And the next moment, my hand was stripped from it, and I fell down on the ground, standing before it, and it was a shadow that I recited for a long time. I looked up at him. I rarely cried, but I couldn’t help but cry down. “Well done.” I’m sorry.
And We took it slowly out of our sleeves, and when we had fallen, We wiped stones with our hands, so that it might hurt; and We delivered it, and raised it up high. I had a wish for peace. He’s close to the Princess. He’s doing well. It’s time for me to put my heart down, but the tears fell.
You lied. You should have protected me.
It’s not too much. It’s just looking at me, looking at the grass, looking at the rock.
He didn’t reach out, I didn’t drop my hand.
Who are you in front of? This little charm, if you want it?
“That’s pathetic.” Order nine, step aside.”
And set aside nine, and the sign of peace fell in the earth.
Nine is no longer my cover. The Buddha, in fact, won’t hear my wish.
I feel like I can’t stand up and I’m being raised from behind, and he wipes all my tears out of my face, and Lord Pei stands beside me, with a cold face: “The Princess of the Nine Princess has gone too far this time.” I’m sorry.
The Princess looked at Lord Pei’s hand, holding my hand, and said, “Why do you blame me for her trouble? I’m sorry.
Lord Pei looked at her with a cold look, and the Princess brought tears. He said, “I take you as my sister. Why do you have to?”
I was stuck in my neck and I didn’t want to show a weak princess that she suddenly bowed down and smiled with the porch. You have to marry me. I’m sorry.
Lord Pei lifted up my jaw, and he bowed his head and his finger was cold, and he asked, “The princess, do you remember the poem you read last time? I couldn’t finish the next sentence of “Close, In Rivers”: “A lady, a gentleman.” I’m sorry.
The Princess of the Nine Queen, if he should come forth unexpectedly, would like to interrupt him in fear: “Peyo! Do not! Bae Yoo!”
Lord Pei’s name was Bae Yoo.
“Will you marry me, Princess 17?” I’m sorry.
I look up to the heavens, and all that is buried in the walls of the palace is the white bones, and marrying Pei Yoo and leaving here is a terrible choice.
I heard the sound of the bamboo forest, and some people came to me to hurt the birds, and to me the light of the moon. In the end, no one can save anyone, can’t they?
I looked at him in silence, but I asked him in silence, as I drew, “What does that mean, Lord Pei, “The Northwest Watch, The Wolf”? This sentence has been placed on his case.
He’s holding.
Lord Pei has the gift of life, but I can’t be so selfish as to interrupt her ambition. You can’t rely on him for a little pity.
So forget it.
5
I’m starting to regret that little bird, and there’s nothing I can do for me. I only have the flute, but I’m not as good at the sound as the Princess, and I can’t play as well as you can.
I’ve always hoped for a welcome shadow on that veil, but it’s not.
My father was worried about my voice, which was burned from a small fever, and now he’s got a lot of doctors to see, and I’ll drink it with a bowl of black juice.
And she said to me, “The princesses don’t use honey, and so much has been made from among the slaves.” I’m sorry.
I’m laughing and shaking my head. Is it really bitter, isn’t it?
But the medicine of this bowl did not work in half, and every time he looked at me like I couldn’t speak, he groaned.
It’s supposed to be useful. I’ve been asleep since you left, but I haven’t woken up in the middle of the night.
Five-year savanna scavengers have come back on the agenda, which is a recent connection with the north-west tribes. The north-west departments became more and more insane when they were reunited with a strong moon, and every winter they were taken from the centre, and the father was old enough not to have more to do.
My father took me with him, and she didn’t want to take Princess Kau, but she came to see Lord Pei, crying and screaming. I’ve never been to the palace, and it’s so far back, and it’s so new, and I’m bored.
Others thought that I was stunned in a carriage, but only I remembered it.
And my curtains were lifted up, and Pei Yoo came near me on horses, and his eyes were not tender, and he looked at me: “The princess should not have come.” I’m sorry.
I cried like I wanted to cry, and then I bent and laughed, and I said, “But Lord Pei, I have come.” Isn’t it?”
He stares at my hand and turns his face like he hates his incompetence, scorns his teeth, tears in his eyes, and turns, “Looking northwest, shooting Wolf.” Does the princess always know what that means? My 17 Princess. I’m sorry.
I dropped the curtain.
Nine, where are you? I’m scared.
My father sent the sour plum this summer, and I ate a sour tooth, and the tears were coming out. Peachy smiled, saying that 17 princesses could suffer like a pill, but couldn’t bear the acid mixed with sweetness.
The night on the prairie was cold and the feast began when the sun went down west. The Princess has returned with a few horses in her kimono and the wind is full of freedom.
She came to me scared, and she said, “The men of the Moon are really blood-drinked, and the prey that came back from the fire was brought in, and the blood was felt by the slave-in-law of his teeth.” I’m sorry.
I looked at the past from afar, and I saw the nobles of the moon cut off their heads, splattered their faces with blood and smiled softly.
I left my head in a hurry. I felt like I had a line in my heart, and I saw the grass blowing under the night, and a little calm.
I was brought down by my father’s king at the evening party, and the throne of the Nine Princess was in my presence, and they became aware of it very often. The Princess sitting on the right side of His Majesty today is also 17 princesses in the name of the Queen, and his position in the palace does not allow the Nine Princess to speak, but he is the Emperor’s favorite princess.
I can’t hold my glass too tight. So, the Princess saw it, and she looked at the Emperor of the Moon and looked back with contempt: “What are you looking at? I’m sorry.
I looked up, surprised, and the Princess raised her head: “I am not helping you.” I’m sorry.
After the three rounds of wine, the guests were happy, the father was tired and his eyes were sewn, and the Lord Moon was worshiping his father. I was a bit distracted, I couldn’t hear it too well, and I heard my father rise up, and called me, “Seventeen.” I’m sorry.
I woke up, and the sound of smug noise poured into my ears, and I lifted my eyes, and the eyes of the great prince fell on me, like the eyes of a blood-drinking beast.
I heard the words “and my beloved princess” “the moon is no longer in prison.”
And the veil which was covered was lifted open, and revealed in its ugliness.
The Queen placed me in her name, and her father was so surprised by the unprecedented concern that the dream was turned to color and wrapped me in a dark web.
His Majesty is too old to do more, and the moon’s tumultuousness is no easier than the ease of affection. But the Princess grew up under his knees, from a doll to the present, and he remembered when he was unable to do so, and a 17-year-old princess, who is just too low-born, will be remembered in the name of the Queen, so that he may not be said to be mean.
Father was so nice to me that he forgot, 17 of them were just her daughter. And perhaps that would make up for his little father’s heart and a little guilt.
They’ve all done a show for me. I was in it, half awake, softly accepted.
It was at this moment that I realized that I was not as sad as I thought. Perhaps I realized earlier that these revelations were based on hypocrisy, such as the fact that the Queen could not even take her armor off when she brushed my hair, which hurt me many times; the fact that no one could find 17 princesses without a name, but only a number of 17; and the fact that the fire almost burned me, and the Queen’s heart knew it was the fire of the Nine princess, but nobody dared to raise it.
I knew my fate from the beginning.
Hand me a sign. So that’s what you’re talking about?
It’s the end of what I saw from the beginning. I feel like I’m the yellow, goose flower that gave me, that yearning for a little sun, and that’s when I’m broken, and nobody can save me.
I would like to make a laugh about the normal flow that began with the condensation, and the great prince spoke again: “I would like to marry Her Majesty’s Nine Princesses and 17 Princesses for the Moon.” I’m sorry.
As soon as that word came out, all four of them were in a mess, and the Princess fell on the floor with a glass, and the king stood up in a tremor and a mess. I bend a smile, look up at my father, bend my fingers, make a few gestures very slowly.
My father frowned and looked at the movement of my hands, but he was incomprehensible.
I asked, what’s the 17th name?
He can’t read or answer.
But my father couldn’t take care of me any longer, and the feast was in a discomfort at the end of the day because of the great king’s aggressive words.
There are more of my waiters in the night. I’m afraid of what happened tonight, and I’m asking around to switch to another master.
I understand her.
I buried myself in a bed, and showed a little head.
I heard the sound of the wind blowing through the wilderness, and I felt the sound of my teeth chewing. Yet I was carried with the blankets in my arms, and I smelled of clean and clean bamboo, and I was cold and warm, but it came in a little bit.
So that the Nine held me so hard as a dream in the summer night, he said, “Do not be afraid, Princess. I’ll take you away. I’m sorry.
My side hair bit his arm.
“Go to a place where the princess is not afraid, not sad and can sleep well. I’m sorry.
You’re lying. There’s no such place.
And the nine of you said: Yes, I give you a blow. He repeats, “There will be. I’m with you, princess. I’m sorry.
And I went back to my neck, and covered it in his neck, and smelled his breath with greed. He hardened for a moment, and his hands passed through my long hair, and he bled twice.
He said it would be good to close his eyes again. He has always spoken few words, but every word has to be done. So We closed their eyes, and he took me out, and the men of the palace had already fainted, and had turned away from a circle of guards, and taken up their horses, except for a mistake; and I heard the soldiers touching each other, but only for a little while. A single fire burned down the camp of the 17 princesses, and there are no more.
I did not know how long it might have taken, but I was held at once, and I heard the nine of you in my ear, “Open your eyes.” I’m sorry.
And We opened our eyes, and the horses ran in the land, and the grass bended in the wind, and I saw the night dark, purple, low, and countless stars were hanging. To keep me in your arms, I spread out my hand to catch the wind and set off at the fire.
I overstepped my side and left my hands empty and wiped a tear off my cheeks in silence, and I was surprised by it.
It was not known how long it had passed, that the sky had turned white to the other end of the field, that it had stopped nine at the foot of the mountains, that the night had become heavy, and that I had become cold and white.
He caused a fire to light his cold eyebrows, so that nine and a half of his silver masks would shine under the moon.
I looked at him in his coat, quietly, and reached out my hand.
And the nine of you looked at my hand, and they put out their own hand, and I staggered, and he stayed. I stretched out the mask on his face, and he held my wrist, and there was emotion in his eyes.
I looked at him without saying a word, but I took back my hand, and I stood by me for a while, like a compromise. And We unmasked his mask in pieces.
I heard a princess of the Anjory who opened her mask under the flames of the last dollar, and saw the young man under the mask look better than the light and shed tears, giving a good story.
We unmasked the mask under which the scars of the fire were smug and scavenging, and he did not say anything about saving me in the fire, nor did he reveal them to me. I hurt for him and cried down.
You’re not afraid I thought Lord Pei saved my life.
“Don’t cry. I’m sorry.
You don’t know sign language, but he knows what I think every time.
And We covered our eyes with tears, and he turned away from the fire before him, and said, “You cried, and I was in pain.” I’m sorry.
And I leaned my head on his shoulder gently, with a small body of knees, and he turned his hand into a leaf, and the wind was weak. I saw the field at its end, slowly showing oranges and finding directions in the confusion.
Six.
Go south, the princess fears cold, and the river bridge runs in Gangnam.
I smiled.
But the road didn’t go very well, so nine did a great job, but he brought me one, and a group of guards came up. And the nine of you put me in a heap of grass, and covered me with the idle straw hats of the peasants, so that when life or death was at stake, he laughed at it inappropriately.
Look at me like this. He does not laugh much, but it is as if the clouds were blown away by the wind, and the light of the suspended sun appeared.
And he took down the seal of peace upon his neck, with a warm parchment. And I took it, and I knew it, and I begged it again, and I embroidered it with a nine, and now I have handed it back to me, and there is an additional seventeen. The jade was hanged on my neck.
“I was a guard from my childhood, and I did not know where my parents were, except for this, which my mother left behind. I’m sorry.
He leaned down and looked me in the eye and whispered, “I have only one wish. I’m sorry.
“If only for a long time, only the princess would be safe and happy. I’m sorry.
“Peace” is a very common word, and “Peace” is a very important wish.
He did not care to wipe away the blood of his mouth, and covered me better, turning his sword out.
I always thought if I wasn’t a princess, how could I have met you if I wasn’t a princess? Then I think that if God knew once that I was born with you in Gangnam, he was no longer a security guard, and I was not a princess who was nothing, and that one day I came back and met a young parasol like a cold sword that passed through the bridge.
I want to be a bright light in front of his window, a wild flower by his door, without his labour, and with him at all times. I just want to be the same nine, long and long, that’s all. But how? There is no such thing in the world.
We shall only see him in this heap, in vain, going forth to meet his battleground.
I don’t know how long it took me to get back. And the grass above Our head was lifted up, and We saw Lord Pei standing before me, and he brought not many servants. And his first sentence was: “Princess, go back.” I’m sorry.
The second sentence reads: “I won’t let you go on behalf of Nine.” I’m sorry.
I asked, “How does the Emperor control his guards?” I’m sorry.
Bae Yoo looked at me and said, “Drug. One day, a cure is taken, and the pain is increasing until it is too late. I’m sorry.
I covered my eyes, and it was so painful that I saw the blood that made you cough today that he never showed.
He didn’t say I was born dumb. Is that a match in another sense?
Bae Yoo touched my hair like she was touching a little girl: “Seventeen princesses, I may not have told you that the first time I saw you was on the way to Yongyon, you looked at a yellow flower on a plume, and you looked at it with the eyes of purity that could not be seen outside the palace, and I wondered when I should steal a little girl like you. But I’m a little slow to get you to see someone first and to hate you. Actually, I’m as bad as those in the palace. I’m sorry.
“But our princess cannot marry there. I’m sorry.
I didn’t think much like a painting saying, “I want to make peace.” Don’t hurt him. Give him a cure. Let him go. I’m sorry.
Bae Yoo looked at my hand and noded my head.
Lord Pei took my hand and dragged me out, and when he took me to the carriage, I heard a different movement, and the sunset went down, and it was a cold red red, so that nine of his swords were still dripping blood, his hair spreads a little bit, and he splattered blood on his thin cheeks, and it looked like he was hurt. The sword was inserted into the earth, and he stood by me.
He came up, but he was stopped by numerous swords with cold lights, and he was hurt so badly that he couldn’t come near him, and looked at me with one eye, sliding a tear from his eye. He’s crying. I’m hurting.
I didn’t think I’d make it to Gangnam.
7
She ran away with the 17 princesses, saying that the 17 princesses had been injured by fire, that the moon was angry and did not believe in it, and that after the break-in, the bed was 17 of the sick.
The moon did so, but did not apologize for hitting my noble princess, and the tone of marrying the princesses and the 17 princesses remained unchanged.
An old man who is no longer corrupt will no longer be courteous to the moon, but his father is old and he still hesitates.
Bae Yoo failed to give orders, and my father’s anger was gone. Your father ordered the word “late” when you were arrested. Who can fight under the Crown.
You were dragged out, and I cried and crawled, holding my father’s feet, and I was kicked. I pulled out the sword of the guard next to me, so suddenly no one could stop me. I put it around my neck. I said, “Nine.” I’m sorry.
Your nine!
To keep nine alive. The scene seems quiet. Can the mute speak? But for the king’s sake, his concubine is as mad as his heart.
My voice was still mute, but I said, “Peace be upon you nine.” * The blade in my hand goes up an inch and the blood goes down. * My father looked at me, and I didn’t know what to think, and I got a little bit of a vibe.
When he noded, my knife was taken, I fell down, countless palaces came up, sealed my neck from bleeding, and I turned back in a difficult way, just to see the light in my eyes. There was only a brief moment of sight, and he was taken away, and We were blocked by the palace.
I recall the palace of the little bamboo forest outside that window, and the Princess sent a guard to humiliate me, and he was carrying such a good light as he stood before me to keep his shadow from me.
Tears sealed my eyes and I couldn’t breathe.
I remember, I didn’t say I liked him.
Did you know, Princess Ben?
It’s okay not to know. I only wish.
May long be with you. Not for long, but for nine.
8
“Can the mute really talk?” And the kid who was holding on to me, with his eyes round.
And from a distance the leaves were folded, and the wind blew out, and I laughed, and said, “Yes!” I’m sorry.
She went on to ask, “What happened after that?” What about the princess and her guards? Did the guards know the princess liked it? I’m sorry.
My smile faded and said, “No more.” I’m sorry.
And the child took a sip of the ferocious urn with hate: “I know that you are a liar and that there are not 17 princesses. I only heard of the Princess, and I will not play with you.” “I’m not happy to have her lotus run away.
I’m holding my cheeks to see the flowers blow in the wind, and the green water vein flows across a bridge.
And then I didn’t go and kiss. Because that night the Great Prince, who was drunk and arrogant, broke into the camp of the Nine Princess, tried to get the guards to do something to me, but found it in her. The father sheds tears of truth, and the conflict with the Moon State broke out.
Lord Bae’s call for “NWFP” is not a lie, but he’s been cleaning up the northwest for three years. He took me away from the palace, and there were no more than 17 princesses in the world, and no one remembers the way the authorities were.
And before I left, Lord Pei touched my head and said, “Seventeen, it is time to be in the sun.” I’m sorry.
I settled down in Gangnam. I used to have a guard, but it’s gone.
The rain in Gangnam came in a state of uncertainty, with a long line of rain, which was tilted by the wind, and left on its body a little cold, with an umbrella on top of my head, with a strong hand, scrawling like a cold sword, but softly and unnamed.
Lord Pei did not break his word, untied the poison and sent him with me to Gangnam.
And bring down nine heads, and hold my hand. He said: “Pretty, let’s go home. I’m sorry.
I bend my eyes and I turn my head: “Six, I just thought if we had a daughter, would we call it 26. I’m sorry.
He raised a little red mark behind his ears, but he held my hand a little tighter, and he added, “A son can also call.” I’m sorry.
Seventeen and nine, twenty-six.
I never said I liked it. But my 17 princess, like, doesn’t have to say anything, whether you’re dumb or deaf or not.
We want to work with our sons, for long and for all time.
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
