How do you write an article on “How can you fight a woman who has passed away and raised a girl who has lived for more than a decade?”

“How can a woman who travels through a family of nobles who have been raising girls for over a decade? I’m sorry.

“Who says we want to fight?” I’m sorry.

I don’t think I’m the best of all people, and I don’t think she’s nothing to go through.

She told me that all men were equal, that the earth was equal, and that women did not have to live for men.

And standing in the blazing fire, stretching out his hand to me.

“Pippo, come back to modern with me! I’m sorry.

One.

A new girl who lives in Orient House will be the next princess.

Although Orient House already has me as the princess, although I was young with the prince and I did nothing wrong, I had to give her a place.

The whole Orient Palace is full of noise.

Even after noon, the young willows stood by and looked at me.

“Mother, why don’t you treat that fox? I’m sorry.

“Fixie”? I’m sorry.

“That’s the branch! “She must have made some kind of magic to fool His Majesty to shove her into Orient House!” What a goddess! It’s a witch!

“No nonsense. I’m sorry.

“Little willows are fried. ” She’s taking the Prince! I’m sorry.

“Role? “I shake my head and write my own picture, and I say, “A woman like Ye, it’s not rare to rob.” I’m sorry.

But…

The birds are standing on the branches, under the claws of the river, like flowers.

I slowly left the pen behind.

“She entered the Orient House by order of her father, and His Highness the Prince himself chose whom he liked. Why do you blame Miss Ye? I’m sorry.

“I don’t care if I can’t talk to Willow until I break the jar.” She’s a witch!”

The branch of the leaf appeared behind her with no face.

“Let go of me, the witch is here. I’m sorry.

Two.

The willows were horrified and ran away in panic.

I looked at her back and smiled back and forth.

“My lady, have you laughed enough?” I’m sorry.

She has long legs and thin shapes, and is always free in her eyes. And when it is said, it is strange that it means to drown.

I’m used to it, I’m in love, I’m holding her arms and whispering.

“Where have you been all morning? I’m sorry.

“Going out,” the leaf branch came out of his arms with a piece of paper, and his voice fell down, “The souffle of the West Side, it’s on you.” I’m sorry.

So I put it in, and I looked at you, “Why did you run out again?”

“He may be. “I’m over the wall.” I’m sorry.

“…”

The guards of Orient House are the ones to be trained.

Guess what I was thinking, the branch of the leaf knocked on my head.

“Don’t fuck with the guards. There’s nothing to beat. I’m sorry.

If I think about it.

“Your modern daughter’s home can learn to fight? I’m sorry.

“Not just a fight,” the branch of the leaf dipped on my lips, biting down, “they can learn anything if they want.” I’m sorry.

3

The “modern” in the mouth of the leaf seems to be a completely different world from the one I am in.

I love that world.

And I was obsessed with the peaching bouquet, and lashed with the branches so that she could tell me more.

I’m stuck with the branch. Stop squeezing my face.

“My Lady, the modern age is not so good,” she paused and showed some memory, “but not so bad. I’m sorry.

I envy her freedom, which I never had.

I was raised as a prince of the throne from my childhood, taught by my family and by my parents, and I was required to follow my dues in all matters.

I studied and studied four books and five books, and learned the manners and the beauty of women. Ten years is like a day, and I do not dare to fail.

I know, I’m not just a lingo, I’m a member of the Lynch family.

The branches are completely different from me.

She’s real, she’s daring, she’s like a whistling wind, she’s arrogantly blowing through the earth.

She told me that a woman had the right to be free, that she would never live for a man, and that all human beings were born equal, that there was no winner under the feudal monarchy, and that the light of the sickle hammer will light up the whole earth.

I dare not say, I dare not think, she dares say, think, even do.

Because she’s “modern.”

4

Every once in a while, a “modern person” appears in the country.

There is no regularity in their appearance, sometimes several years apart and sometimes decades apart.

The only thing that’s clear is that every time they appear, there’s a five-star view of the sky.

The ancient Book Cloud: “Five stars in the east and the gods out.” I’m sorry.

The royal family saw this as a sign of peace, so that the gods and goddesses of the past were returned to the royal family.

The leaves are no exception.

Three months ago, the Chief of the Supreme Court was playing with the sky, “Five Stars,” and after that, the leaves appeared.

She was dressed in a strange dress and unconscious in a white deer hole on the outskirts of town.

The farmer who was found reported the incident to the court. His Majesty, having learned of the great joy of the posterior, sent the leaves to Orient House at his behest.

And when my husband was standing beside him in a cold face, I followed him in peace.

Then he called to Us after the decree.

“You have nothing to say to yourself? I’m sorry.

I thought for a moment, and I said, “The concubine will take care of the girl.” I’m sorry.

“Just like that?”

The hundred miles were upon me, surrounded by an incomprehensible pressure, and the eyes of the silent eye filled me with fear.

I took a step back without knowing why.

“What would His Highness like to hear? I’m sorry.

A hundred miles without a word.

He stood in a place far removed from me, and looked at me with certainty, and the hand of the skeletal pavilion was firm, and in the end he fell upon his shoulder.

5

I don’t get it.

He threw the leaves into the west, and he didn’t even know who he was.

At first, the leaf branch went off day and day.

Nobody knows her name. She doesn’t talk, doesn’t talk, doesn’t even eat or drink, like a walker.

I saw that she was still wounded, and I couldn’t bear it, and I took her medicine to find her.

On the fifteenth day, the leaf branch opened its first sentence.

“You’re not afraid I’ll take your prince after I’m hurt? I’m sorry.

Her words were filled with sarcasm, but I was not angry, but answered her: “No fear.” I’m sorry.

I said, “If His Highness likes me, it doesn’t matter whether she comes to me, or if she doesn’t like me, it doesn’t make any sense for me to ask.” I’m sorry.

She lay on her bed and looked at me like a wolf who was wounded while hunting in the spring.

“I’m a traveler. Don’t you hate me? I’m sorry.

“Why hate?”

‘Cause I’m a woman. I’m sorry.

“Why can’t I love a woman?” I’m sorry.

She’s holding.

I looked at her carefully: “My mother was gentle, my sister was purified and my sister was innocent.” Ladies of the day, be kind and sincere. I love them. I’m sorry.

She was quiet, and she saw me with a little more complicated eyes.

And for a while she said softly: I had a friend who had said so. I’m sorry.

Six.

After that day, the leaves came closer to me.

She said that she had much to do in modern times, and for that she had to find a way home.

I remember someone.

“Perhaps, we could ask the 13th horse. I’m sorry.

Thirteen Horses? I’m sorry.

I sat on the swing of the courtyard and explained to her patiently, “The Princess of the Princess of the Princess Balley, nicknamed “Little Axe.” Her son-in-law was a god who was born 12 years ago. I’m sorry.

It’s the moon, it’s the spring and the sun, and the branches sit next to me.

“What was he like? I’m sorry.

I’ll try to put it in a very simple way, “He’ll make a lot of strange things.” I’m sorry.

Ivy asked, “When will I see him?” I’m sorry.

I thought, “Well, maybe it’s time for His Highness to be empty.” I’m sorry.

My husband Brethren is the most diligent prince since Huayang was founded.

From the time I made my engagement with him at the age of five, when I was fifteen, and when I was married into the Orient House, most of the people I’ve seen were the faces of him.

Even on my wedding night, he sat in front of the book all night. And it was not until the night of the night, when the night had run out, that I fell asleep, that I found him in the account, and I was in my arms.

I often thought that he might not even like me.

I am only the princess of his God, but not the chosen one.

I’m not surprised, I’m not angry, I’m just a little sad sometimes.

I can’t believe it.

“How long have you been married? I’m sorry.

“At March this year, it will be two years. I’m sorry.

Two years and you don’t even have that? I’m sorry.

I blinked, “Who?”

She takes a breath of air.

“Brill, isn’t he bad? I’m sorry.

The branch of the leaf appeared in a headache, and it stopped a few times, and finally stood up, holding the swing rope.

“How far did you go?” I’m sorry.

“What…”

“Have you kissed?”

She looked down, was close to me, almost touched my nose. I was cast into the shadow of her, and I was overwhelmed by the oblivion.

And behold! We hear hundreds of miles of teeth cut.

“What are you doing? I’m sorry.

7

I was pulled out of the yard by a hundred miles.

He’s holding my wrist. His voice is rare.

“Om, you don’t have to do this. I’m sorry.

“What did His Highness say? I’m sorry.

“Alone will never marry her,” he raised his voice a little, and said, “You don’t have to force yourself to have a relationship with her.” I’m sorry.

I listened to God and stopped saying, “The concubine didn’t force himself…”

I looked back at the branch and laughed, and said, “She’s a good girl, and her concubine loves her very much. I’m sorry.

A hundred miles of blue hair.

“You like her?”

Yeah, I bend my eyes, and she’s got a good life, a great skill, and a great knowledge.

And when it was not finished, behold, a hundred miles fell upon my shoulder.

I was muted, and his cold fingers were loosely in my back, forcing me to lean towards him.

The ink of a man’s heart goes on.

“Limbow,” he called me low, and he said, “You never said you liked being alone. I’m sorry.

8

In my memory, I have almost never been so vulnerable.

The hundred miles I know are calm and calm, and the mountains fall in the same shape, the most stable and the most respectful.

In front of outsiders, we are rarely close. I can’t even remember whether we were married or New Year’s Eve last time we held hands.

Now he is a respected prince, a treasurer of fertilisation, and a model brother of the princes, unlike my husband.

For us born in the house of kings, love is too luxury.

The luxury of a glimpse of a long life has been a blessing to hide.

And this hug was warm and strange, and I leaned on my eyes, sucking my nose carefully, and then smiled as usual.

“Your Highness,” I whisper, “You’re out of your mind.” I’m sorry.

A hundred miles is frozen, but not released.

He asked, “Was it in your heart who you marry alone and who you like?” I’m sorry.

And I answered, “Your Highness is the dragon among men, and every matter has its own plan, and there is no need for your concubine to speak much.” I’m sorry.

A hundred miles of tight hands on my waist.

I heard him suck. Then, a moment later, he fell down and held his hand in his fist, and We reclined two steps back, and, if nothing happened to him, made his garments a mess.

A hundred miles standing still.

And he laughed: “Whenever you were so calm.” I’m sorry.

Can I not, with all my heart, pacify his neck?

“Thank you, Your Highness. I’m sorry.

Remembering the leaves in the courtyard, I said, “There is one more thing to ask for. I’m sorry.

And the eyes of hundreds of miles brightened: Say: I’m sorry.

“The concubine would like to see the 13th horse. I’m sorry.

“You’re doing it for the leaves,” and you look a little ugly, “You and her… don’t get too close.” You’re innocent, lonely. I’m sorry.

And We withdrew our hands except that We had not heard him, and We were humbled.

“If His Highness is in trouble, my concubine will think otherwise. Don’t worry, Your Highness. I’m sorry.

9

After 100 miles, the branch stood on my side.

“He seems angry. And she said, “You don’t want to play? I’m sorry.

I shake my head.

“Why are you so tired? I’m sorry.

I smiled, “What do you do when you like someone?” I’m sorry.

It seems that the leaf branch didn’t expect me to ask her such a question, but it raised its eyebrow.

Sporadic pears float by the wind and fall on her side. She fell down on her finger and pressed a half-twirl on her lips, so she answered, “Tell him.” I’m sorry.

“Hmm? I’m sorry.

“and will tell him clearly and clearly, that he will be well served. No reason, no reward. I’m sorry.

Love will do whatever it takes, never regret it.

This is the leaf branch.

“That’s great,” I smiled, “I envy the branches.” I’m sorry.

I don’t know what I’m worried about. I turned around and looked at the pear tree in the corner of the yard.

“You know, as a child, your Highness would cry under that pear tree. I’m sorry.

It’s a serious surprise.

“I thought he was born 20 years old. I’m sorry.

And We were made to laugh: “No, he was not born so old.” When he was little, he liked to take my hand and play hide and seek. One time I went to a very remote place, and he never found me, but I kept in mind that he could not be found by anyone but him. So even in the late night, even if my men came and went, I was afraid, I was crying and waiting for him. I’m sorry.

Then the leaves listened silently, and asked, “What happened? I’m sorry.

“Then he became a prince. I looked down at my toes and said, “We never played hide and seek again. I’m sorry.

The branch didn’t ask much.

She did not ask how I was found, nor did she ask how I was punished. She has always been a very qualified listener and always knows where to stop.

The spring shines upon us in warmth and in harmony, and the pear blooms and the earth is full of trees, like a late snowfall.

I did not tell the fowl that this time the hide and seek ended with dozens of stubbles on his knees before His Majesty.

His Majesty beat him himself.

In snowy weather, a hundred miles as young as eight years of age were beaten with blood, which frosted on the stairs. Even so, he did not cry and shed a tear.

He said he was wrong, he threw me away, he couldn’t find me, he was childish, he could have made a big mistake.

On that day, the daughter of the Majilis was found in the false mountains of the Cold Palace, and His Highness the defiant King was unable to weep with her.

It was the same day that came forward to report the tragic death of the Crown Prince, who had been wounded by the displaced while he was in the south-west.

Since then, hundreds of miles have changed.

He doesn’t look like a hundred miles away, and he can’t make a tree.

I was standing under a tree at the moment, and I remembered what Mom said to me before I entered the Orient Palace.

She said, “Om, you have to smile.”

Whenever you have to be gentle to everyone.

You’re the daughter of the Lin family, and you have to be angry and mean to be worthy of that noble position.

Your husband is very human, and there will certainly be many concubines. And be patient and gentle, and do not be narrow-minded, jealous or annoying.

When a heart moves, a person’s mood becomes silk, entanglement with his heart and himself.

I know.

So I dared only look to my husband far away.

That is why I have the right balance, the right point, and the right place.

I can’t like him, I can’t like him too much.

Otherwise, I’m afraid that some day, those threads will cause me a lot of pain.

10

Yesterday, hundreds of miles away, the guards of Orient House came with their husbands to ask me when they wanted to leave for the Royal Palace.

I don’t have to ask. It’s a hundred miles of pen.

I would have been distracted if I had nothing to do with it.

Half an hour later, me and the leaf branch finally met the rumored 13 horses.

As we all know, 13-year-olds are under strict wife control.

When we walked into the palace, we ran across the courtyard and ran away. It was not like we were married, it was like there was some kind of hatred.

And when I saw him, he was angry with him, and he took him to us with an easy-to-see collar. I’m sorry.

The leaves don’t move on the side, but they’re a little bit close to my ears.

“What happened to Princess Chang Lok? I’m sorry.

“I’ll talk to you later. I’m sorry.

I whispered back to the branch and walked a few steps forward.

It’s easy to say that you’re born in Desvine, with short hair in your back, a small braid, and a round and smooth eyeglass on your white nose. The edges of the glasses are smooth and look homemade.

At that point, he was blushing in his ear, and he had nothing to do with his hands. He pushed his glasses and moved his collar.

“What’s going on?” I’m sorry.

“There are rare diamond rings coming from Nishiura, and Princess Ben loves them. This kid has to say that this diamond is worthless.

Carbon. “The branches sound.

“Yes! “He’s farting!” I’m sorry.

It’s hard to get away with it, but it doesn’t get lost in the mouth.

“And say, I’m sorry.

Easy shut up.

A hundred miles of gills, like an angry goldfish, can’t stop the foliage.

“It is true that diamonds are made of carbon, but as we are all made of flesh and blood, the same ingredients may also reveal a different light. I’m sorry.

It’s easy to say.

“Yes! We’re all soft meat, like dogs! I’ll have you a dog!”

“No, I didn’t mean that.” I mean, you give me enough diamond sand to make it for you.”

In the middle of the sentence, he suddenly reacted and looked at the branches.

“How do you know about carbon? I’m sorry.

12

After hearing that the leaf branch was also a modern man, it was easy to see the spirit and shouted for a sign against the leaf branch.

Apparently, the leaves don’t want to talk to him.

“Return the King’s Order.” I’m sorry.

The leaves were silent for a while, and Kanba returned: “Four springs passed, Tenjing was in Paakashi county. # I don’t know #

“That’s The House of Yueyang.” I’m sorry.

“Six Kings and Bits, four seas and one sea, Zhushan, out of the room. # I don’t know #

“That’s “The Palace.” I’m sorry.

“The former emperor’s start-up has failed in half.” # I don’t know #

“That’s the watch!” “You must have meant it! I’m sorry.

The branches of the leaf are looking innocently.

13

I sat at my side, dragged my arms, and looked at the two modern men in the air.

It is difficult for anyone to link her to the wild princess in the battlefield.

“Sister-in-law,” she suddenly turned around and called me, “Is he nice to you lately?” I’m sorry.

“It’s good. Why? I’m sorry.

A hundred miles of mouth, leaning on my shoulder, with a soft face squeezed into a shape, but it’s even cuter by name.

“That’s not good. She’s like, “The obnoxious son of a bitch can’t give a shit. I’m sorry.

I smiled to cover her mouth: “No big, no small.” I’m sorry.

“This is the way to laugh! I’ve been so tired for you. I’m sorry.

The leaf branch and the easy-to-see side went up again.

It’s easy to shout. I can’t do it without my attention.

“What! You want to go back?”

“Does it seem strange to me to go back?” I’m sorry.

“No, why are you going back? You’re a single dog back there. I’m sorry.

“Single dogs are better than wives. I’m sorry.

“How can you be so innocent?”

“What’s innocent? Aren’t you the princess’s dog? I’m sorry.

“The dog of the Princess is not a dog. I’m sorry.

A hundred miles of laughter.

The atmosphere around us is getting happy.

He asked, “How can he go back?” I’m sorry.

“Wait for the five stars,” and it was easy to hang on a hundred miles, and to answer her with no desire. “When the five stars, I’ll draw you a plaque, and you will return.” I’m sorry.

The leaves were silently looking at them for half a day, and the eyes were more merciful.

“Do you believe that? I’m sorry.

“You believe it or not! I’m sorry.

“I am a materialist. I’m sorry.

“What materialism is mind-based, I am centrist, and it’s easy to strike back, and “You’re going through it, and you’re going through it.” I’m sorry.

And the leaf sanctifies, and asks again: “Is this your way that has been successful against whom before?” I’m sorry.

14

Back in the wagon, the branch was sitting straight and it was so dazzling.

The wind blows up the curtains and the cold spring wind blows a lot.

I asked, “What are you thinking about? I’m sorry.

The leaves turned back to God and said, “Well,” and asked me, “What kind of man is the Prince giving?” I’m sorry.

Since my birth, Huayang has had two Princes.

One is my husband, who is called a prince, and the other is a brother of the same father and mother, who is called a prince.

All those who lived there, including those who lived there, thought that they would be the next new king of the sun.

Unfortunately, things don’t change.

I’m suffocating.

For a moment, I answer the leaf branch.

“I have a vague impression of His Highness. After all, I was only five or six years old, and I had not had much opportunity to see His Highness. I only remember that His Highness was a very lively man. Qing’s brother .. now His Highness the Prince likes to stick to him. I’m sorry.

Genius, who can easily call us into his studio, then closes the door and tells us something little known.

It’s a hundred miles and a hard one.

After the passing of 100 miles, the nation was sad, but few knew that the Crown Princess of that time was barely able to live a normal life after having suffered too much.

It is easy to say that her return to modern times is the only way to live.

In order to help her, he went through the great collections and, in conjunction with planetary astronomy, found a way to draw a transmission array.

“She’s also a traveler,” easily pushed glasses, “even a college with me.” I can’t watch her die. I’m sorry.

“How many passers-bys do you have in your country?” I’m sorry.

“Who knows?” It’s easy to leave me and a leaf branch on the side, to turn down my weird instrument, and it’s either numb or cloudy. “Most of the passers-bys are ordinary people who are thrown into this place from the modern age, like a drop of ink thrown into the sea. What do you think an extra traveler can change? I’m sorry.

The leaves are silent.

“And I’m not like you. I’m wearing my soul.” When I first came here, my 10-year-old body, my 20-year-old brain, had never had a male master’s dream. I’m sorry.

He’s pulling his lip and showing a little sad smile to me.

“But it was just a dream. I’m sorry.

I suddenly remembered that 12 years ago, this 13-year-old horse did look great.

He has improved the gunpowder formula and has made a weapon called “Fire Orchestra” with copper. It is not yet universal, but its power is already appalled.

Strangely, after that, he was silent, and there was no more amazing work.

His Majesty ordered him to be a master to the 13 princess who had just returned to the palace.

The leaves said to themselves, “I can’t change that.” I’m sorry.

“How? “Get out of here and shout out “The King will have the guts” and be dragged out and decapitated. I’m sorry.

He cares about what he grinds.

“The wind must destroy the wood. I’m not a three-year-old. I understand. There are things I can make, and there are things I can’t build, even if I can. It’s a simple idea now, to stay with her, to be a husband who won’t embarrass her, to live happily ever after. I’m sorry.

“Has that Xinjiang returned? I asked.

“Yes, no.”

The easy-to-see fingers were cut a little bit off by the sharp edge of the instrument, and there was a drop of blood. He wrinkled, and he sucked.

“She died. I’m sorry.

15

Sindh died on an extraordinary spring day.

When he dies, he holds a sword of hundreds of miles.

In the early spring of that year, the euphoria of the spring sought special orders from His Majesty and was so excited that he took the drawings to find the cynics, but he ran into a group of people who groaned from her place of residence and said that she had killed herself.

He knew he was in bad shape and was on the verge of collapse, but didn’t expect to be so quick.

She did not cry, nor did she make a scene when the death that had been given to her was never accepted.

She made three meals a day and three with her own hands, as in the past, and waited for hundreds of miles in peace.

Even the scoffing will leap out of the palace, stomping a man who does not exist and whispering to him what he will hear today.

She’s out of her mind, but it’s not the deadliest thing to do.

After the beginning of spring, a pregnant woman was brought back with a General of the South.

“What’s this all about?” I’m sorry.

“The woman is carrying a hundred miles of children, and it is easy to say, “and all that has been given is a hundred miles, a pair of people.” I’m sorry.

As if I had been struck by a thunderbolt.

And it is easy to look at the branches as a reminder and as a warning.

“It’s silly, isn’t it?” He smiled with a bitter smile, and said, “Who is that hundred-mile gift, a prince, a man of grace, a man of self-righteousness, a man of heartless love?” How dare she ask him for this. I’m sorry.

There was no response to the leaves, but I stood by her, and suddenly it was as though I had a sword in my heart.

As if the sword that was held in my arms, after a long period of twelve years, had so accurately pierced my heart that I could not help but sting it.

The leaves seem to notice something else.

She wrinkled, and with some hesitation she said to him, “You and Him…”

“Only the people of old age. “It’s easy to look down and hide the shadows before the forehead.

At the end of the story, it was easy to say to His Majesty that he wanted to be buried by modern customs.

Your Majesty has given permission.

On the seventh day of Sin-chul, it happened to be five stars.

The wind hunts, and it is easy to drag young people who are not their own, to draw law formations on altars and to ignite fires on the edges.

His eyes were tears.

When the clouds are dark, Zingu really disappears.

16

The carriage is still moving forward.

The twigs look a little down.

I’m in the mood to shake her hand.

And I called her, “There are many things we can’t do. I’m sorry.

“I am not sad. I’m sorry.

“You do.” I’m sure.

“I’m just sorry. “I think she’s weak and pathetic and that she shouldn’t end up like this.” But I don’t think she’s wrong. I’m sorry.

I don’t know how to answer her.

At such a time, my adhesion can only be false and my opposition vicious.

The leaves don’t seem to want an answer from me either. She’s calm and looks out the window.

“Why can’t she live a life for two? I’m sorry.

I can’t see her eyes, but I think she’s got nothing else in her mouth.

I leaned my head to the point, and I didn’t know if I was pacifying the branches or myself.

“…the man has never been a concubine. I’m sorry.

The leaves looked at me, and their eyes looked like the new snow of the winter sky: “It was never like this, was it? I’m sorry.

My heart is as if the chords of the biwathes had been pushed, the sharp and bright chords had burst out of the air, and the deaf and the deaf.

And the light that leaked from the windows shined on her delicate eyelashes, and cast a shadow.

“The easy is right. Time is running and will not stop for anyone. As those who are held hostage in times, rather than swaying trees, it is better to follow suit. I’m sorry.

Her last words were lower, as if they were verbs.

“But, Lin, There is no fault in the equality of all human beings, but I am not capable of achieving equality. I’m sorry.

17

The palace is outside the palace and is a long way from Orient House.

When I finished talking to the leaf branch, I leaned on her shoulder and felt shallow. Wakes up and wakes up, and the market outside is the hottest.

So I looked to the outside, but I couldn’t bear to see the street artists blow fire, and I lifted up the hand.

When I noticed, I put my hands down.

The leaves looked at me without a trace, and asked, “Go down and look.” I’m sorry.

I sat up and cleared my throat.

“No need. I don’t like it. I’m sorry.

“I like it. “I’ve come all these days, and I’ve never seen anything like it.” As a companion, you are remiss. I’m sorry.

And I said, “I…”

I don’t care what I say.

She grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the car.

“You must learn from anyone. Who knows what you want? I’m sorry.

I feel like something’s wrong, I was trying to say it back, but the car was immediately drawn to the full view of Lin’s surroundings without refuting it.

It’s always a good time.

The high-string play, the pompous sword, the fragrance of a snorting snack, squeezing and squirting a squirt.

And I was raised in the middle of my life, and I had no opportunity to be happy with the leaves, except that I felt fresh and happy up and down.

The carriages at Orient House are parked in the middle of the street, and I and I are further away.

The crowds are crowded, and the leaves have to hold me by my side. When she turned around, she whispered, “You haven’t told me what’s going on with Princess Chang Lo.” How can the royal family have such a nice and daring girl? I’m sorry.

“It’s a special identity. Following her on a slightly emptied road, I took her arm, “She’s a child of a bandit who only returned to the palace when she was 10. I’m sorry.

“The children of the mountain bandit” I’m sorry.

I noded: “Her mother was the leader of the mountain in Changqing County, and once His Majesty visited him in private, he was taken to the castle, unwittingly…”

“Well, you don’t have to say it. “The leaves gnawed their teeth on the temple and looked sore.

“When I came back, the entire royal family and the people didn’t like the princess. I think she’s… rude and humiliating. I’m sorry.

“…sweet. I’m sorry.

“But later it was not. I am proud to raise my chin, “In the year I was 13, I asked myself to lead the army. His Majesty gave her permission because he thought it was right for her to suffer. I didn’t think she’d go to the military camp and set up a pair of slabs with pink silk belts on the stage, and started a battle, one at a time, two at a time, and the whole army took over her. I’m sorry.

The leaf branch “scrambles.”

I said, “Well, it’s more than that,” and I said, “She was in trouble with a small group of men, and she went on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on. When the class returned to the Dynasty, the voices of the people were tearing down the king. I’m sorry.

The leaves listened funnyly and put a piece of sweetness in my mouth: “So happy, as you have seen it.” I’m sorry.

“I haven’t seen it,” I’m a little embarrassed, “You know, I can’t go out. However, she is truly a great girl. His Majesty has called her “General Volbo” and the men in the city respect her. I’m sorry.

“They’re not to her. They’re to the strong. I’m sorry.

I chew honey, I don’t know what a leaf branch means.

It’s getting darker, and it’s as if the street lights are on. The branches of the leaves are standing in the light, and the light of the moon is plain and cold.

“He who fears the might, is the nature of man. Respect for the weak is the upbringing of man. I’m sorry.

She’s got a soft tone.

“What else do you want to eat? I’m sorry.

I’m busy on the corner: “Li’s chickens!” I’ve been with that family for a long time. I’m sorry.

“Good. I’m sorry.

The leaf branch walked a few steps to the Li’s snacks on the corner, frowned on the crowd over there, took two steps back, and stuffed me with a bag of honey in it.

“Don’t go. Wait here. I’m sorry.

18

The leaves quickly missed the crowd.

I’m bored standing there, watching pasters or joys, and not having any fun.

Suddenly, I heard noises coming from not far, as if there was some dispute in the street.

And I did not see the hobbies, but they were too moving, and they led the way, and even the tide spread.

Following the reputation, a few of the noble men are fighting each other against a weak woman.

The woman was thin, dragged to the ground by a man headed by him, and she was covered in blood.

The man who was watching couldn’t see it, tried to stop it and was pushed away with his eyes.

“Get out of my way! I run my own bitch! I’m sorry.

The crowd went back a few points.

I was standing by the street, and the voices around me were floating into my ears by the night.

“To be beaten so badly that he might steal a man…”

“Well, if she’s right, why is this man here?”

“The man looks honest, he must have been forced…”

And the woman raised her head from the ground, with all her throats: “I have nothing to do with you.” I’m sorry.

“Being a chastity girl! You deserve it!”

The big man passed her neck, and he hit her with a big slap.

Women were beaten almost to faint, and their hands and feet were still struggling, even with their mouths.

The greater the fury and fear of the people around us, the more afraid they are of coming forward. The other men watched the scene on the wall, as if they were watching not an evil act, but a good one.

And We hold fast to the point, and there is nothing but a fire in the chest, and it suffocates.

We heard a whisper from someone who went or sought refuge: “Go to the press.” I’m sorry.

I looked back, and I saw that the leaf branch was carrying a basket of fried goods, passing through the crowd and coming this way.

The big guy didn’t mean to stop. I went out to stop, reached out and pulled his arm.

All around the house, they took a breath of air.

He was getting his eyes red, and almost immediately he pushed me away.

“Fuck off! I’m sorry.

19

“This is bullshit! I’m sorry.

Upon return to Orient House, a hundred miles of anger erupted.

“Who gives you the guts to stand in the way! Do you know what you’re doing? I’m sorry.

I stood in front of him, looking at the pieces of the ground, staring away without response.

His reaction was unexpected, but a pity for the black tea bowl.

I was thrown on the floor by a man, so I broke a few bruises, scratched my skin, and it wasn’t easy to see the outside.

Then the leaves and the officials arrived, and the leaves were so patient that they did not lay a heavy hand on the man who had caused the trouble, that they were confined to the ground and chained with silver shackles in order to bring him back to the court.

When I learned of my identity, a crowd of officials went into discomfort and stabbed him with a whip.

So more than a hundred miles from Orient House, even the palace was shaken. If the palace is locked, my parents will be here tonight.

Ask me for sin.

I don’t know. I’m more angry.

“Why don’t you go back to the palace right now! Why do you have to show your face? Do you remember you’re the Princess of Tomo? I’m sorry.

“The concubine remembers. I’m sorry.

“The loner thought that you had always been cautious and had the best knowledge of knowledge, and could not have done so. But if it wasn’t for the woman who crossed the line and the official arrived, what would you have become and what would your reputation have become? I’m sorry.

“She’s not called a woman crossing.” She has a name, a leaf branch. I’m sorry.

I was laughing at 100 miles and squeezed my fist.

“Lynn, are you fighting for someone else? I’m sorry.

I covered my lips with no words.

And I look upon his robes of embroidery, and the gleaming of his five claws is made of gold, even in the night.

Yes, my husband, the noble prince.

How can I defy the Crown Prince?

The invisibility of the shoulder is a constant reminder of the number of times I fell in the city.

But I can’t move.

“I ask you alone!”

“It was my concubine’s fault.” My concubine has caused trouble to His Highness. I’m sorry.

A hundred miles of punch seems to be tighter, but the sound is low and painful.

“You’re always like this, and it seems like you’re being submissive, but you’re getting all your emotions, and you don’t give a chance.” Alone in your eyes, so you can’t rely on it? It’s true that before…”

Dead silence.

I don’t know why, a hundred miles stopped talking.

The wind was rumbling outside the window, and I was silent and dragged to my knees.

A hundred miles of hand falls on the side, and even the skeletal skeletal is plentiful and white, and I am like a puppet manipulated to continue to play my part with great care.

“It is the fault of the concubine.” Disappointing His Highness. I’m sorry.

A hundred miles of staring at me, and then the table went up.

“Irregular! I’m sorry.

Ink splashed me all over.

He’s got a tweak, like he didn’t even think about it.

His eyes were clearly distraught, but he remained calm and dignified.

Even his body moved forward in a peaceful manner, reaching out to clean my ink.

I’m on the first side.

“I daren’t ask His Highness to dirty his hands. I’m sorry.

She won’t dare to come forward and stop talking.

It’s been a hell of a long time since the fire broke out.

His hand was in the middle of nowhere for a while and he put it down.

“Who dares speak for the Crown Princess!” On your knees!”

“Have you had enough? I’m sorry.

The branch of the leaf came out of the door, and it spoke in a small way. The look of the servant was about to have just returned from the office.

She reached out and tried to pull me up. I followed the rules and tried to stay put.

In sight, the lobe shrouded me in a state of invisibility and carried me around.

I didn’t expect this to happen.

She took me lightly.

“Don’t move. Aren’t you hurt?”

She saw the situation.

I didn’t say anything.

It’s a hundred miles from the beginning.

“Amu, you…”

The leaves don’t give him a chance to talk. She held me, turned around and left.

A hundred miles later, two steps after his teeth, he used to say, “Let her go.” I’m sorry.

The leaves turned away from him and went out on their own.

And he shouted, “You have to put her down!” I’m sorry.

“Angered? Call the police. I’m sorry.

The branches of the leaves came to the door to stop and looked back with him in fear.

“You don’t ask her if she’s hurt, you don’t ask her if she’s scared, and you don’t ask her why and why. Reverting words and words, with respect and honour. What, she was the one who did it on the street? Did she embarrass you? I’m sorry.

Me and a hundred miles away.

The leaf branch seems to have taken it seriously.

“What rules are decent! You’re a prince! It is not the duty of you, the monarchs, to make this country secure and peaceful. You’re just talking about your wife in the house! I’m sorry.

A hundred miles away from her, and she can’t say a word, and she can’t see through my eyes.

I grabbed the shoulder of the branch and whispered, “The branch, enough.” I’m sorry.

The leaves still don’t want to leave him alone.

“Go ahead. Go tell the authorities, tell them how much she made. Arrest her. Go on!”

She stares at him, looks at him, looks at him, looks at him, looks at him, looks at him, looks at him.

“A hundred miles to go. Can you please?

20

Until the leaves brought me to my room, I was a bit unsuspecting.

After I looked back, my first reaction was to look back a hundred miles.

Leaf branch holding me.

“You haven’t been scolded enough yet?”

“No, I was anxious to explain, “Your Highness didn’t mean that, he just…”

“He’s just worried about you. I’m sorry.

I was robbed and I didn’t know how to go on.

But the leaves seem to read my mind, and they say my thoughts in an orderly manner.

“He is nothing but a bad speech, he knows nothing of my injury, and he is only responsible as a prince, and he has no choice.” I’m sorry.

Outside the window is a luminous moon, and the branch of the leaf stands below the moon, and the splendour of the talent disappears.

“Everybody likes to make excuses for someone they like. Can’t you see? You’re really good at making excuses for 100 miles. I’m sorry.

I had a moment of asphyxiation.

It’s as if the colourless threads inside the heart were like a wave of waves, piled over the sea full of moonlight, scrambling to the shore.

The leaves looked at me, and their eyes were soft and cold, like a cup of dragon-well tea that cooled in the night.

“Record it, Lin. You don’t care as much as you think. I’m sorry.

21

I’m silent, the branches follow me.

For a long time, she asked, “What were you thinking when you went out today to save the girl?” I’m sorry.

“Nothing. I’m sorry.

“No, no. “You can’t think of nothing. I’m sorry.

And I stood up and laughed: “I am nothing but a woman, what can I think?” It’s just a hot head, that’s all. I’m sorry.

“No,” she said, “You know that there are so many people in the market that they can’t do it for too long; you know I’m on your side and I’m going to do it; you know that there are people reporting to the police and the officials are on their way. You also know that the girl was beaten badly, but if she did go to the government, it would be a small, small event. If there were any more bends and turns, there might be no need for a prison. But if it involves you, it’s different. I’m sorry.

I listened silently, without refuting.

“You are the princess of Huayang, and as a hundred miles away, your words and actions represent the face of the royal family. But that is why neither the royal nor the royal family can allow you to be harmed by a civilian. You might get a scolding, but the killer will face an extremely harsh punishment. The girl was saved. I’m sorry.

Yee Yeeton’s out.

“Lynn, you did it on purpose. I’m sorry.

“You’re thinking too much,” I laughed, “You think this is all about.” I didn’t think so. I’m sorry.

“Yeah. “Why are you crying? I’m sorry.

Ahh.

I reacted with a feeling.

Then, my throat was like water and it was hard to sound.

I can’t say anything clever.

I tried so hard to wipe away my tears, and I was even more overwhelmed by the fact that some of my ink had just been spilled on me.

“Stop it, flowercat. I’m sorry.

Leaf suffocates, screws a wet pa boy and wipes my face.

“I thought you were simple, and now it’s hard to say. Missy, should I call you smart or stupid? I’m sorry.

I have red eyes and no words.

She said, “There is nothing but a thing. What if the man goes crazy? If he gets pissed off by you, don’t hit the girl, turn around and hit you? He doesn’t know who you are. He beat you to death. Aren’t you afraid of a man you’ve worked so hard for? I’m sorry.

The tears that had just stopped were rolling out again and again.

I choked.

“Fear,” I was like, “I’m so scared. I’m sorry.

I’m afraid of pain.

I’m afraid I won’t see my parents.

I didn’t even hear a word of love.

I’m afraid I’m not here, and I’m afraid I’ll get the other guys in trouble and she won’t get home.

Some emotions don’t come at once.

It’s like when it snows, I don’t feel so cold, but when it snows, I’ll freeze.

I’m shaking too.

Leaf branch slapping my back like a kid.

I cried harder.

In front of her, my heart was strewn with months and months, as if it were a piece of paper.

It seems as if I have become the little tree that hides itself in the false mountains, without saying a word or a sound, but waiting for a man to find me through the darkness of the earth, and to hold on to me and save me.

And light me up.

And I buried it in the chest, crying, and I spoke intermittently.

“But if I don’t help her, no one will help her. I’m sorry.

22

I never thought I was a kind man.

I don’t think I can be a hero.

I’m afraid of death, of pain, of the dark, and even of the worms that fly by the road.

I was taught to stop when I was a child and to keep my mind and to hide a needle.

It is best that I abandon my goodness, that I hide my hatred, that I suffocate, that I become a prince and even a new emperor of the future, and that I bet on it.

The royal family was like a cage, and I had always looked in peace and submissively at those cages, never thought of resisting, nor of escaping.

After all this has never happened.

But when I saw that bloody girl I wanted to do it for once.

I hit that bird cage.

I said, “Do you think I did something wrong?” I’m sorry.

The branches shake their heads.

She wipes my tears out of her palms, and her tone is so refreshing.

“Good work. I’m sorry.

I still have tears on my face.

And the leaves touched my cheek patiently, saying: Thou art in thine heart better than any one who knoweth what the tree is like, and more than any one who knoweth what it desires. Good, brave, gentle, these are good and good things that many people seek all their lives. You should not feel sorry, but be proud. I’m sorry.

“Can I be myself?”

“Of course. I’m sorry.

The moon shined in the window with mercy and cast a shadow over the earth.

But the leaves let me go, two steps back and hands off.

“Go back. I’m sorry.

Hello? I’m sorry.

“Don’t you want to find him? I’m sorry.

I looked at her and it took me a long time to react.

“Not yet.” Shall I sleep here?”

I made up my mind to turn around and pull the door.

And the moon fell upon me without a veil from the door, and she called my name.

“Linquent. I’m sorry.

“Hmm? I’m sorry.

I look back and the leaves still don’t look at me.

She kind of nicked her eyebrow like she had something to say, but she hesitated to say it.

And I cried out with doubt: “What is the matter, branches?” I’m sorry.

And I stood in the light of the moon, and she stood in the shadows of the windows, and her face was dark and bright.

She said, “Let me be nosy.” I’m sorry.

I didn’t hear you. I’m sorry.

The leaf branch is suffocating, and it’s full of frustration and hopelessness.

“To be honest, I’m worried about you after what happened today. She stopped and said, “But I’m afraid it won’t help. I’m sorry.

She looked at the complex windows and her voice was soft and gentle.

“I’m just a friend. I’m sorry.

“I’m an important friend. I’m corrected.

“Maybe one day I will leave and return to my world.” On that day, I can’t buy you any more souffles, I can’t show up in your distress, I can’t give you a hundred miles in your grief, or give you a place to cry. I’m sorry.

“Why suddenly say this…”

“You must protect yourself. She interrupts me, “You don’t look like the kind of guy who’s trying to bully you. There are many things in the world that are not wrong, and there is no perfect way to live, and you must learn to trade. I’m sorry.

I know what it means. I’m still taking a risk today.

“I’m sorry,” I said, “A man like me must be a problem for you. I’m sorry.

“I don’t think you’re in trouble. I’ll never find you in trouble. But Lin, get stronger. I’m sorry.

The branch finally looked at me.

“Be smarter, stronger. Only if you are truly strong can you face all the evils of the world and preserve the self you really want to do. I’m sorry.

“I’m not saying you’re bad right now, but really, grow up. I’m sorry.

“Be confident.”

“Be proud. I’m sorry.

“Be strong. I’m sorry.

Be firm. I’m sorry.

“Then I wouldn’t always be late in the night, worrying for nothing. I’m sorry.

Her eyes were as bright as the moon.

There’s something that seems to be sinking in the night. They can’t touch, they can’t catch, like the moon tonight, and, while they shine on me, they can never stay for me.

The moon will fall, the sun will rise, the leaves will go.

It’s windy. It’s still warm.

The branch came and pushed me out the door.

“That’s all I was going to say. Good night. I’m sorry.

23

When I returned to my bedroom, I was 100 miles away.

Liu said he stood alone outside my bedroom for a long time before turning his head to the study.

Willow asks: “Is the Queen going to visit His Highness?” I’m sorry.

I hesitated for a moment to shake my head.

“No more. I’m sorry.

I hardly slept with a hundred miles ago, and the study at Orient House slept more.

As a Crown Prince, he’s been busy with his business, and he’s probably in trouble tonight.

There’s no need to bother him.

I fell asleep in my hearts, and woke up the next day, and the Willows said to us, “The Lord and his wife came.”

“Where are the parents now? I’m sorry.

“They came early and were stopped by His Highness the Prince. Your Highness says you’re in shock. His Highness was too used to you. “Where is Your Highness?”

I took a breath and asked her, “Where is His Highness?” I’m sorry.

“Her Highness went out soon after he had spoken, as if he was in a hurry to deal with something. I’m sorry.

“I know. I said:

The willows stood beside me and seemed to ask something.

I was like, “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.

Your Highness, will you give me the soup today? I’m sorry.

That’s what I’m thinking. Today’s soup.

It’s too much work, and it’s a pain. So I asked the doctor to ask him for a meal every three days, and to adjust the ingredients according to the season.

I was very interested in medicine as a child, and I had the privilege of following the family’s famous medicine for a while, but then I became a prince, and I became a princess, and Dad stopped me from doing that.

Sometimes I think I liked it before.

Once upon a time, hundreds of miles were also sitting on the walls of the Zhu’s palace, looking forward to me, describing the future which he had longed for.

He said, ‘Adam, I’m going to be the greatest general in Huayang!’ To be the right arm of the Emperor and to fight for him! Then you’ll be with me! I’m sorry.

“What are you doing with your brother? I’m sorry.

“You… you want to be a doctor? You stay with me, we’re the best general and the best doctor! You heal me, I protect you!”

I was so excited to hear it, I held his finger tight. Deal!

At that time, a hundred miles of eyes seemed to have been filled with a full round of sun, so bright that people could not see and so desperately want to get closer.

How did I get in this situation with a hundred miles away?

Your Highness, willow calls me, “Are you listening? I’m sorry.

I looked back.

“To deliver. I said, “Get ready. I’m sorry.

But the willow is so red that “Your Highness was so mean to your Queen yesterday that the Queen made it to a craftsman when she was 13, and there was a small stamp that the Queen had carved. His Highness kept it in his study all the time.

“It’s not in the way. I’ll find someone to do it again. I’m sorry.

“That’s not the way it was.” I’m sorry.

“How can you be more upset than the palace?” The girl’s house, it’s not good to cry. I’m sorry.

Liu Qi has always listened to me and said that he would stand up to it, and that his eyes would be filled with tears.

I’m crying.

“Okay, what a silly girl. I’m sorry.

It was a time when the branch of the leaf came in in a clear and refreshing fashion.

The willow shrunk his neck, but he didn’t escape.

And the leaves looked at her red eyelids, and he said, “What, am I so scary? I’m sorry.

“No, not you.” I’m sorry.

The leaves had fallen into her arms, and the little girl had radiant eyes and forgot to cry.

“Go play.” “I have something to say with your mother.” I’m sorry.

24

Early in the morning, the branch went to get information.

She told me that the fur that was the one who killed the street last night was the one that was lying around, and that her cousin was a minor officer who was doing his work in the nearby street.

“His name is Kang Ho, and he has robbed the daughter once or twice,” and the leaf branch sits in the chair of the Master of the Redwood and sips a cup of tea, and says, “If you can’t catch him, you can’t beat him, you can’t fight him.” Get the girl and throw it away. I’m sorry.

“… animals. I’m sorry.

“And even worse, it’s still behind us. The girl’s name was Blue Heart. She was already married to someone she loved, and she was just passing by. It’s bad luck, when you wash your clothes, you’re impressed. I’m sorry.

Leaf eyes down, hand-drive the tea bowl.

After that, Kang Ho was surrounded by blue hearts, which were bound to die. Until one day, Kang Ho found a chance to capture Blue Heart. I’m sorry.

I pressed my finger and said, “She’s been…”

Nod the branch.

“This is the capital city! I’m sorry.

I’m shaking, I can’t believe it.

“Where’s her fiancé? Just watching her get bullied? I’m sorry.

“The fiancé? “KANG Ho has been sorely preaching about this, and immediately after hearing about it, Blue Heart’s fiancé broke her marriage contract and quickly asked to marry another `clean’ woman, and called Blue Heart a `black shoes’. I’m sorry.

“Why…”

“It’s weird. “It is she who is the victim, and she is the one who is the victim, and who is the last to be insulted, stoned and despised.” But he can still kill in sight. If it wasn’t for you, how long would it be? I’m sorry.

I feel like I can barely speak, and my hands with tea bowls can hardly hold. The tea was pouring on the skirt, and a dark tea stain came out.

“Where’s Blue Heart? I said, “What happened to Blue Heart? I’m sorry.

“It’s already taken to the doctor’s office, and the doctor said it’s okay to rest for a while without causing any harm. I’m sorry.

I’m relieved.

“As for Kang Ho…” “Don’t worry. Your husband has done it himself. I’m sorry.

25

In the middle of the day, news came from outside that Kang-ho had been given a clean death and that he would be punished in the afternoon.

I do not know if there are any hundred miles to go, but I am glad that at least the blue heart will no longer be harassed and threatened.

I made soup for 100 miles and sat in the study waiting for him to talk to him when he came back.

However, I waited for dinner to pass, and I didn’t see any shadows.

I couldn’t help but walk out of here, just in the presence of a guard who had asked for permission, and immediately after seeing me, I gave my respects.

“There is something to tell the Princess. I’m sorry.

So I asked him, “Did His Highness order you to come?” Why hasn’t he returned to the palace?”

“Returning to the Crown Princess, who came to tell the matter,” said the Guardian, “The Crown Prince has been arrested by His Highness the Regent and taken to drink.” His Royal Highness the Regent said that His Royal Highness remained intransigent, and that he had instructed the Prince to do so for the Prince-in-Chief, who did not have to thank him. I’m sorry.

I can hear you laugh, “Yah, Uncle Six is back.” I’m sorry.

“Yes, the master has just come back today,” and the guard laughs, “for the Princess and the princesses and the Queens, I think it will come soon.” I hear there’s something special for the princess. I’m sorry.

“The Emperor has taken the trouble. Give my thanks to the Emperor. I’m sorry.

“Leave thanks to the Crown Princess himself,” the guard laughs, “The master loves coming to Orient House.” I’m sorry.

When the guards bid me farewell, they turn away, and they disappear.

I wonder when the leaf will stand beside me: “When will Orient House have such a guard?” I’m sorry.

I smiled and shook her arm: “Isn’t that you?” I’m sorry.

She put her finger over my head.

“Come on. “Who is the Regent?” The Regent doesn’t care about Wangdu. What’s his agenda? I’m sorry.

“You say Uncle Six? He’s a wonderful man. I’m sorry.

The right and left branches are coming, and I’m not waiting 100 miles.

The spring has been bright recently, and the sun has become late, and I am standing in a courtyard with the branches of leaves, looking for a beautiful sunset.

It’s a beautiful place to be in the middle of nowhere. I asked the willows to bring the tea, and I took the fresh snow and cooked the tea.

“Uncle Six is the first Emperor’s favorite child, the best and the best. I threw the first boiled tea into the tea and then gave the second cup of tea to the fowl. “But Uncle Six was not interested in being the Emperor, and he was obsessed with poetry and chess. Because of this, he was beaten by the late Emperor. I’m sorry.

“How can a prince not want to be king?” I’m sorry.

“As if it wasn’t just Uncle Six,” I recalled. “My father said, “No one wanted to be in place at that time. It’s just Uncle Six who shouts, “The Emperor is bad luck and who’s stupid.” In the end, His Majesty has lost the game and has taken the burden. I’m sorry.

And the leaves choked, and half of them said, “The former emperor was killed by them.” I’m sorry.

We made a cup of tea: “As for the Regent, His Majesty had set it up when His Highness had just been Prince.” His Majesty brought Uncle Six back and forced him to support the Prince. His Highness grew up later, and his uncle abandoned his position, except that the Regent’s name was retained. Uncle Six says it’s a good name, but keep it. That’s what they call it. I’m sorry.

The leaf branch thought about it for a while and said, “It sounds like a big disease.” I’m sorry.

26

After the leaves had had tea, the cat went back to her side of the house.

I know she’s going through the wall again, but she’s still laughing.

She’s been wearing strange things, like the shackles used in the last street market to bind the killer, which are different from those I’ve seen before and lighter and more durable.

I still don’t know what the branches are with, but they’re cold and they’re used in a special way.

I went back to the kitchen and warmed the soup again.

I read several volumes, and until mid-month, hundreds of miles were still missing.

And We took off our garments, and when We were in bed, We almost fell asleep, but We heard little of the noise of the door.

I sat up, rubbed my eyes, and I said, “Your Highness. I’m sorry.

There’s a lot of money, and people just don’t fly.

The light was blurry because of the sudden influx of light, and I had not yet seen the person who came, and he fell in his arms.

And the fragrance of the radiant ink came upon him with a spicy smell of wine, and We caught him by surprise, and fell upon the couch.

The nostrils recognize his scent.

However, the wounds on the body were a bit painful.

I calmed down and pushed him, whispering, “Your Highness, it’s heavy.” I’m sorry.

27

A hundred miles is buried in my arms and my arms are tightening.

The moonlight came in from the window, and a little light was shed on the empty bedroom.

In the darkness of silence, the breath of hundreds of miles is so hot that it cannot be ignored. I rose up half hard, reached out to his forehead, and he gave me his wrist.

“Amu. “I was wrong. I’m sorry.

“How many drinks did His Highness drink?” I’m sorry.

I can’t answer. I’ll put my side face on my palm.

Every inch of his skin was hot, and my nose almost burned out my palm.

The water flows into a stream and flows into my heart.

I’d like to pull my hand back, but it’s held by a hundred miles of force, and it’s like I’m having a slight loss of head.

And he raised his eyes, and the light fell out of his damp pupils, as though he were an abandoned pundits.

I feel ridiculous.

He looked at me, “I’m sorry I pissed you off. I’m sorry.

“Your Highness is drunk,” I said with patience, “The concubine has called to take care of you. I’m sorry.

A hundred miles doesn’t seem to hear it.

He looked down, and kissed my hand, humbled and pious.

And I was strangled with my fingers, and my heart was like a thousand swords thrown down, and it was in pain and boiling.

I tried to laugh and went back to him: “Your concubine is not angry, will you let go?” I’m sorry.

“No good. I’m sorry.

“Why not?” I’m sorry.

It’s quiet and it’s very dark.

“I don’t want to lose you anymore. I’m sorry.

28

The night wind snuffs, pulls me back a hundred miles, wraps me around the back.

If I had a tail, I’d have blown up.

The wind hit the window and it made a weak crack. I’m panicking like a full bow, so nervous and calm.

It’s been a long time, and there’s no next move.

I’ve found a little sound, and I’ve been trying to say, “Your Highness.” I’m sorry.

No response.

He’s on my back, and every breath carries a shameful heat.

Listen, he’s still breathing, and I’m turning around.

A hundred miles is asleep.

He was not very good at drinking, and even though the palace feasts over the years were forced to pay for the Crown Prince’s title, it was easy to talk and get drunk.

He also said, “Be careful of wine.” I’m sorry.

At this time, I am somewhat glad that he has been set free this evening, and that I have been able to look at his face in such a confused night.

How many miles have changed over the years?

He is no longer trying to dress up, he is not going to raise his lips and wave when he sees me; he is not going to hold my hand and run through the palace with impunity.

The wind of Orient House is so cold that it will blow out the flames of a young man’s eyes, and so heavy that it will sink all hopes, all fantasies, all wills into the deepest depths of a man’s heart.

And it should have been for my youth to set fire to the mountains of the plain, and to be raised up to the top of the mountains, and to be a lonely moon.

I didn’t know he was sad.

He climbed step by step towards the highest position, and I stood by him, watching his lips faded, and saw his eyebrow wrinkled, and watched him rise out of the sky, and speak out.

It’s like a sword, sinking silently.

I can’t do anything.

His Majesty’s bed is occupied with sickness, and Lemin looks forward to it. He is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and he is not alone.

I stretched out my hand, carefully quelled his eyebrow and kissed his closed eyes.

It seems as if a hundred miles of sleep had sensed something, and the instincts were to hold me together and shouted, ‘Amour, where are you?’

“I’m here. I’m sorry.

I held his hand in my hand and held him in my hands.

“You didn’t lose me. I’m sorry.

29

When I woke up the next morning, hundreds of miles were not lying by my side.

It’s a nice day to think.

When I was thirsty in the morning, I cried the willow several times, without a response, and had to spread my hair and rise in my clothes alone.

The wind that breathed into the temple smelled of sweet flowers, and We took wood and took long hair, and took water to clean it up and pushed it out.

Accidentally, I saw a hundred miles by the door.

“Your Highness,” I said, “Why are you sitting here?” I’m sorry.

A hundred miles on the stairs under the roof, wearing a coat last night. And when he heard Our voice, he turned back to his head, and his ears were filled with red.

There’s no one there. The waiters and the girls don’t know where they’re going.

I reached for him.

I hesitated a little, put my hand up and squeezed my fingertips.

And We dragged him up, and he stood firm, but he approached me a little.

Last night, his eyes were shining and his ears were red. I’m sorry.

I remember quickly.

When he walked in the door, my bruises did hurt.

So I took an honest place: “It hurts, but it doesn’t hurt.” Your Highness does not have to blame himself. I’m sorry.

His face was red as a drop of blood, and there seemed to be a blemish.

“What is wrong with Your Highness?” The face is so hot that it’s not cold. My concubine will find her.”

Don’t go! I’m sorry.

And a hundred miles to hold me in my arms.

And I stood in his arms, and the genius said, “The doctor.” I’m sorry.

“I’m not sick alone. I’m sorry.

But…

“Among,” he said, “I’m sorry.”

I was passively surrounded by his back, and I was confused.

“I’m an asshole and it’s something you should like, but I’m not. I made you hurt, didn’t I?

30

And at that moment, something in my head exploded, and it was like a fire of lightning.

Last night, when he was so hot and sore, I was afraid that he would fall asleep and went to his robe.

At that time, his hands were squeezing and he wouldn’t let go. It took me a while to strip off his shirts.

But I was taught by the sisters in the former house, but in the fog they looked at the flowers and didn’t learn too well.

I feel a little hot right now.

Fortunately now I hide in my arms, and he can’t see my face.

“It was I who demanded it, and it was a hundred miles away, and it was a marriage and it was a matter of…”

I was told he was a fog.

How did I get married to him when he demanded it?

Your Majesty and Father meant it, but what did I do?

“I am sorry for you.” I’m sorry.

I listened to him, calmed down, and suddenly I had a funny thought.

“Yes,” I smiled, and said, “It was too much last night. I’m sorry.

A hundred-mile-long body was clearly hardened.

“Do I like my concubine this way?” I’m sorry.

There’s an open mouth, and it’s quiet.

And he turned away from my sight, and his eyes were filled with shame.

And We laid down his heel and said: “Your Highness was drunk last night, and he shall sleep on his foot, and thy concubine shall not hear. It’s hard to get you into bed. I’m sorry.

It’s quiet for 100 miles and it’s red for a while.

And half of him gnawed his teeth, and cried out, “Lim and bells.” I’m sorry.

The pranks were successful, and I immediately broke him up, laughing and running into the yard. But he grabbed my collar with determination, and dragged me back in full.

I’m like a cat caught in the back of the neck, and I’m out of breath.

A hundred miles of stomping, hand in the back of my head, and slammed me on the porch.

I didn’t shrink.

And he bowed his head at me, and his eyes ran away, and he almost turned out white.

“When did the lonely princess learn to play games? I’m sorry.

Not good.

I feel like I’m a little lost.

And behind them are cold stones, and hundreds of miles on my waist, and they come closer.

At this point, a cough came from a distance.

31

It’s not too far away. It’s not too bad.

“Come on. I’m sorry.

She was surrounded by three familiar people.

A hundred miles of walnuts and walnuts.

It’s easy to see a small basket in the left hand, with a walnut plier in the right hand and a walnut plier in the right hand.

The Regent Barely swayed with the jade fan, and the coloured clothes swayed with the wind and the luminous.

He was standing on the right side of a fowl, as if it were an open peacock.

The peacock says, “Go ahead. I’m sorry.

A hundred miles away seems rather reluctant to face the current situation.

I was smart enough to get out of his arm, to stand on one side and greet you all.

“Uncle Six, Your Highness the Princess, Lord Tama… I’m sorry.

Only the leaf branch called me.

“Why don’t we continue?” The king is looking up. I’m sorry.

“It’s just that, “and I’m saying, “The Prince’s brother is a piece of wood. I didn’t know he was so strong in private. I can’t compare the skin with the skin of the Emperor. I’m sorry.

“How do you know what a little twat is?” I’m sorry.

Enough! “This is Orient House! You’re not allowed in here! It’s a big deal! I’m sorry.

“I live in Orient House.” I’m sorry.

“I came with my daughter-in-law. I’m sorry.

“I’m here with my uncle!” I’m sorry.

A hundred-mile-tunton and two tears in the eyes of a beautiful peacock.

“It’s so big of you to be so mean to your uncle. I’m sorry.

“…”

32

There’s always nothing you can do about him.

Until we’re all sitting in the front room, and we’re all sank.

I don’t mind hanging around a hundred miles. It was then unknown what the 100 miles said, and the 100 miles turned and threw their arms off their backs.

“My uncle says so!”

A hundred-mile hand shakes the air and increases the volume.

“What’s wrong? Can’t just say it! Uncle, help you! I’m sorry.

“No need!”

Several others looked at the hundreds of miles they had been chased and saw a semblance of sympathy in their eyes.

I cannot help but ask him, “Why are you with Uncle Six?” I’m sorry.

“We met at the gate,” he said, “We thought we’d get along, but Uncle Six heard that his brother had removed the palace people from the palace, saying that there were ghosts, and that he had carried us all the way.” I’m sorry.

She chewed the cake thinly and swallowed it.

Don’t say it, it’s exciting. I’m sorry.

I’m embarrassed to hold it.

“So, what was it you wanted to say?” I’m sorry.

It’s easy to wake up like a dream and move a book.

“I figured out the next five-star day, so I wanted to ask you again, are you sure you’re going back? I’m sorry.

“Yes. “The next one is a month later.” I’m sorry.

“Thirty-four days, exactly. I’m sorry.

“Does it come to mind? I’m sorry.

“It’s nothing, it’s easy to hold glasses, “It’s complicated, it’s simple. You’re lucky you ran into me. I’m sorry.

“To the point. I’m sorry.

“According to this ancient description, there is a price to pay when modern people return from this time and space. I’m sorry.

“Cost”?

“This price could be anything. In other words, when you go back, you’re missing your arms and legs. I’m sorry.

I’m worried about the branch.

The leaves frown around the temple: “…there is no solution. I’m sorry.

“Yes,” “and how can I not solve this little problem?” I’m sorry.

I was relieved, “Really? You promise to send the branch home safely? I’m sorry.

“I have improved the framework of the FLNKS. In general, I gave a random variable to a given value. It was as if the order of priority deductions had been reordered in modern payment methods. Now that the branches are moving through again, the system will be reduced by the amount required from the first-ranking Kari. I’m sorry.

“So what is it now? I’m sorry.

“Memory,” it’s easy to say, “In a word, you have all your memories in Huayang. I’m sorry.

33

Fish eats into the water, and it’s a shock.

Mother, Willow reminds me, “You’ve been feeding all morning.” These fish are going to be fed to death. I’m sorry.

I look at the wall of the pool with its head swaying, and I look at it. I’m sorry.

“Yes…” “What happened to you?” I’ve been so distracted for days, I’ve been having a bad time the other day, drinking tea and burning hands. I’m sorry.

“Nothing. I’m sorry.

I shot the fish-eating residue off my hands and turned my head back inside.

And as Willow followed me behind me, I stopped and asked, “How long till the spring hunt?” I’m sorry.

Spring Hunt? Well, maybe ten days? I’m sorry.

A willow accidentally hit my back.

She touched the hurt nose: “Why did she ask?” I’ve hunted in spring before, and I don’t see my mother like that. I’m sorry.

Royal Spring Hunt, a regular activity of the royal family every spring, usually begins at the end of March and lasts for 15 days.

The last time I said, “The next five stars will be right after the spring hunt.”

In other words, after the spring hunt, the leaves will return to her age.

And she’ll forget everything about Huayang.

Good. I think.

She can finally go back to her world and do what she wants.

The willows were groaning around me.

I reacted, and I laughed, “Sorry. I’m lost again. I’m sorry.

How can you say that? “You are the master! The master doesn’t have to apologize to slaves! I’m sorry.

And behold, a woman of the palace prostrated herself outside the house.

“The Princess of the Prince, ” she made a gentle gift, “the Queen of the Queen asks you to come. I’m sorry.

34

And as I followed the Queen’s Lady to the Queen’s House, she was sitting in the Queen’s Landing and playing against a young girl dressed in alien clothing.

The young girl sat on the stool with her legs covered in silver, and the fine, white-coloured coat showed her back.

If I’m not mistaken, it’s about the saint who was sent to the palace by Shigeki.

The Virgin didn’t notice me, with her chin on her chin, and her fingers hesitated to catch a piece of chess, and the queen slightly stopped me.

“You can’t do this, Ajiao.” The Queen whispered, “I told you yesterday, there’s an eye for each other.” There’s no way to fly. I’m sorry.

And We heard the sound of her string, silently and without sound.

The Queen waved as if she was just looking at me.

“Here comes the Queen. Come sit down. I’m sorry.

I walked right over.

It’s not the first time I’ve come to the Kunning Palace, or the first time I’ve seen the queen and the other queens.

The Queen’s family is well known, and his father was the master of the Queen’s throne.

It was a great politician who ran away from all the countries in the same year, with three inches of words, which led to the abandonment of the conspiracy by the countries of Namcah and Xianxiang and to the establishment of a relationship with Huayang and to the fight against the hawk. This was followed by the opening of commercial routes and the holding of key south-west roads to date.

The Queen, who has inherited the wind and has crossed his wrists, entered the court as the only daughter of his family and has been in charge of the six palaces for many years.

Despite the love of His Majesty today, the Queen’s position has been fairly secure, despite the fact that the flowers in the harem have opened and failed.

And We approached it cautiously, and the holy woman of the border looked back at me, and his eyes were like butterflies.

Through the sea of Liu Qibai, I was secretly able to see her with a scar on her forehead.

“Who are you?” I’m sorry.

I bow my head with respect: “My concubine Lin Lin, meet the Holy Virgin.” I’m sorry.

“Linquent, oh, is that the girl that Little Prince has to mention every time she enters the palace? I’m sorry.

The Queen appeared: “Ashe, he is older than you.” I’m sorry.

“What the hell. I’m sorry.

The Virgin simply jumped off the stool and the silver bells on her ankles were ringing.

She ran in front of me, reaching out her arms and smiling around me.

“You’re so cute, Fluttershy like you. I’m sorry.

35

I didn’t think that the famous Shigekoi would be so childish.

They say that the land of Kajiang is a cave, and that the female scorpion is an evil witch. Now, when I see you, I can’t believe the rumors.

The butterflies are moving, and soon after the chess game, the pomegranate tree in the yard plays the flute.

I sat with the Queen in the booth, and my handmaiden returned to her tea, and the Queen took one of them and moaned her voice.

“It’s better to hear you’ve been hurt by a murderer in the streets? I’m sorry.

“Thank you, Mother, and my concubine. I’m sorry.

“I’ve been living in the palace for a long time, and I don’t know anything. The next two days people say you get along well with the new goddess. I’m sorry.

I bowed to the head: “She is a wonderful woman.” I’m sorry.

“So the palace is at peace. I’m sorry.

I’m slightly stiff.

“Your Majesty intends to have the Goddess formally married to the Orient Palace after the spring hunt, and the Queen has built the tea bowls with a sense of ease.” I’m sorry.

And I suffered the pain of my heart and smiled softly: “The daughter-in-law was afraid to speak of the great events in Orient House.” I’m sorry.

The Queen, with her fingers on the stone table, seems to be lightening.

“Do you know why this palace wanted you to be a princess?” I’m sorry.

“The concubine does not know. I’m sorry.

‘Cause you know, you’re good, but you’re not stupid. I’m sorry.

She stood up, looking at the twigs of the tree and playing with her hands.

The edges of the Buddha are plastered, they look well raised, they’re just loose, they’re not like women, they’re like old things of any male son or son.

And follow the Queen’s eyes, and the sun falls through the cleavages upon the twilight, and she shines bright and naive.

Unlike the people in this palace.

“There is no shortage of listeners or wise men in this palace, but there is a shortage of listeners and wise men. I’m sorry.

The Queen looked at me softly, and I looked down deep down and put my hands over my head.

“The concubine understands. I’m sorry.

“You have been in the Orient Palace for two years and have not been able to spread the leaves for the royal family. It’s just a lot of things. You can’t follow him. I’m sorry.

She held my hand and lifted me up.

“The Prince has been told that he still sleeps in his study at night? I’m sorry.

“Your Majesty is concerned about the affairs of the land, and has every opportunity to spend the night in the study room. My concubines dare not disturb. I’m sorry.

“The State is important, but the Crown Prince is also important,” Queen’s Department, “Now, there are no concubines in Orient House except for you, the Crown Princess.” This is unique among the historical princes. I’m sorry.

I listened with humility and without words.

“It is the court’s intention, then, to choose two Liangtys and bring them to Orient House with the goddesses. I’m sorry.

Put my hands in your sleeves and squeeze them slowly.

The voice of the Queen in the ear continued: “The palace and His Majesty have spoken, although, in accordance with the old system set by the late emperor, the presence of the goddesses in the royal house must be proper. But you are the pre-determined princess, and Lin-sang is the king of the heaviest stock. If you were to be replaced by a goddess, you would be afraid of the people, and of the hearts of the servants. So you’ll still be the only princess at Orient House. As for the goddess, His Majesty will give her the title “The Crown Prince” From now on, you will serve the Prince well. I’m sorry.

I can’t believe I don’t have half a “no” word.

When I didn’t answer, the Queen called my little name with joy. I’m sorry.

“The concubine is here. I’m sorry.

“The palace believed that you would be the perfect princess,” she smiled, “Don’t let it down.” I’m sorry.

I closed my eyes and hung my smile as usual.

“The concubine, follow the Queen of Mothers. I’m sorry.

Once again, the Queen held my hand and pacified it.

Her hands were warm and dry, and as cold as snow, it was easy to extinguish my predispositions of these days.

Strangely, I’m not much upset.

I was just wondering, well, the leaves are leaving soon.

OKAY, ONLY I’M STAYING HERE.

36

I walked out of the Quinning Palace and the twig was still sitting on the branch.

The three or two butterflies were like a spirit around her, flying without fear.

She looked at me and waved at me with joy and showed me a lovely little tiger tooth.

I waved at her too.

I was suddenly wondering if today’s mature and intelligent Queen’s Queens were as young as they were.

Step to Orient House.

And the willows were with them, but behold, they looked back.

I said, “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.

She fell in love with her eyes: “It’s a pity that the slave-man is a slave.” I’m sorry.

“Pity what?”

“The beauty of the world is the Holy Virgin of the Light, and the stars are the most beautiful. If you’d obey His Majesty, it would not have been for the wind to rain in the palace to make yourself look like this. I’m sorry.

I don’t understand.

What do you mean, “she” made herself look like this? I’m sorry.

The willow knows what he is saying. He whispers into his mouth, and he tries to keep it down.

“Mama, you don’t know that we, the beautiful one, stabbed His Majesty on the first day of our bedding, and then hit the pillar ourselves. I’m sorry.

I’m all over it and I’m whispering, “No bullshit! I’m sorry.

“The bondman did not say anything, and the courtesan did know that she would die.” I’ve heard that before I entered the palace, there was someone special. I’m sorry.

Willow looked back.

“What kind of man is better than His Majesty? Butterflies are confused. I’m sorry.

I held my hand tight: “What happened? I’m sorry.

“And then? The Queen’s wife came forward and said nothing, but she saved her life. And then she wakes up and becomes what she is. I don’t remember anything but my own name, but my heart’s retrogression is childish, and I have a big scar on my forehead. I’m sorry.

The wind passed through the walls of the palace, and it was cold. And so, as we tightened up the velvet, the sound of the twirth came out: “It was not a good thing for her. I’m sorry.

37

I’ve been thinking about it until I embroidered at the table at night.

I didn’t even notice the branch coming.

The branch swayed in front of my eyes, and I was shocked, with a silver needle in my hand.

Blood leaked, and I yelled.

The leaves dragged me to the basin to clean the wound, and he said, “I know who the girl Yoo-Yo had learned at first. I’m sorry.

I have no reason to rebut it: “Shut up!” I’m a big man. I don’t know where to start! I’m sorry.

I choked on her face, but her eyes raised a small smile.

“My lady’s got a long temper lately. I’m sorry.

I’m a little blushing, but I’m still trying to make it right: “I’m the Crown Princess. I’m sorry.

“The Crown Princess can’t, but Lin can. I’m sorry.

After confirming that my finger was fine, the branch let go of my hand.

Walking back to her room, she picked up what I had just embroidered and asked, “What is it? Looks like he’s got a bag. I’m sorry.

“Here you go,” I go, I take the needle back in my hand, and I wrap it around it, “You said you were dangerous in your modern work, and I couldn’t help you, so I had to embroidered your bag and keep you safe. I’m sorry.

The branch looks at the bag, it struggles.

“Limpole,” she said, “You know I’ll forget you. I’m sorry.

My smile was flat in the mouth for a moment, but it soon recovered.

“I know. I’m sorry.

I don’t hide and stare at her.

The branch of the leaf was staring at me, and finally it fell down.

“There will be spices in the bag. My job isn’t very good for something that smells. I’m sorry.

My head pulls down.

“…the bag can be. “The leaves were cut off, and a line was made.

“I don’t put spices on it! I’m busy saying, “I’ll give it to you when I’m done! I’m sorry.

“Good. I’m sorry.

I raised my lips, and the branch of the leaf saw me embroidered to the side, and I said, “This is a small matter that you should be so happy. I’m sorry.

“Of course I’m happy,” I fell on the table and I said, “You’re my first friend in years.” I used to hang out with the ladies before I got out, and when I got married to Orient House, it was almost gone. It’s just reading. Sometimes I come to see you. I’m sorry.

“The 13 princess is straight, you can tell her more about what happens. I’m sorry.

After that, no leaves?

“She’s still a little girl,” I thought, I smiled, and I said, “How can I bother her?” I’m sorry.

“There is nothing to worry about between friends. I’m sorry.

The candles were red, and I turned my eyes to the leaves, and I hesitated and opened my mouth.

“In speaking of elders, today I came to see the Queen’s Lady. I’m sorry.

“Oh, what did she say?”

I thought about it and decided not to tell her about the marriage after the spring hunt and about the Queen’s offer to put two tyons in the palace.

She’ll be home soon, and I don’t want to get her into trouble.

“Not a word,” I whispered, “The Queen is very kind to me, but I suddenly felt a little tired. I’m sorry.

The leaves looked at me quietly.

I’m blind.

Seems like I’ve always been invisible in front of the leaves, and she always knew what I was thinking.

“Don’t be strong,” she groaned, and she said, “You can laugh, you can cry.” I’m sorry.

I laughed at myself: “No. That would not be the perfect princess. I’m sorry.

“That’s not perfect. I’m sorry.

I said, “What? I’m sorry.

“Who says you have to be perfect?” I’m sorry.

Nobody ever said that to me.

I slightly opened my eyes.

Don’t push yourself too hard. The bows are too tight to break, so are people. While everyone will die, not everyone really lives,” she solemnly looked at me, “I can’t change anyone else, but at least hope that you don’t die alive.” I’m sorry.

I can’t stop shaking my lips.

And We tried so hard to strengthen the lips, and to keep our hearts firm, and then We turned away from her eyes: “I have no choice but to branches.” You know. I’m sorry.

What if there is?

“…what?”

“What if I say I want you to come back with me? *Registration number: YXA1Gnmrx3rcOyPB5lGcpQpK

I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.