Take it.
A Namsun smiled: “The pattern on these shoes is laborious. See, this cloud is as if it was blown by the wind, drifting and drifting towards the Quartet. Although the rain is not embroidered, it can be felt at any time. I’m sorry.
Kong Liang looked down at the shoes on his feet. He listened to Nam’s words, and he saw the beauty of the clouds. At this point, I feel like I’m on the clouds.
“The wind is scattered like rain. Life is hard, may it be. “Anan’s voice is light, and he’s carrying a little bit of hope.” Konda doesn’t know why she was helpless. In the palace now, most people see it as calm.
“Aro-Anan–” I’m sorry.
“Yes, at nightfall, in the wind, as you have told me, you must guard the Goose Moot when she gives birth. And the Qur’an gave him a knee and said, “The sun is rising, and wear it so as not to get old.” I’m sorry.
Anan looked up: “Did you not think about making shoes again and on your knees, Leung?” Condolenced, he said, “It’s a woman in charge of the Goose Moot who is loyal and capable. Whether it’s for the king or the geese, it’s all in the open. I’m with my mother. To think of it, Jai Ha also treated his subjects as his own. I’m sorry.
“Is it that simple?” Nam smiles. “How can you say the same thing as the Queen? I thought you were different from a normal woman, and you wouldn’t think about it. Jai Ha is a very good man. He’s simple, he’s good, he’s good. She’s not what you think she is. I’m sorry.
I heard that Nam has guessed the words of the Zhuhua chapter. The woman whose heart is so narrow, she must have seen her in the morning wearing the shoes of her handmaiden in the palace, and said, “What kind of woman is she?” The more she says it, the more innocent she is.
Anan Zoran said: “Alaiang, what Mrs. Kong and I thought is not a meaning. The palace said that Ha Ha was not simple, but that she was suspicious that she had moved on the first five days. “What’s wrong? How can the geese and the princesses be safe?
Your mother is not concerned. I’m sorry.
He was impressed by the “Saviour Saver” of Jai Ha. To date, he remembers that the moment he stormed the Goose Moot, the one with the killer’s blade in his hand. So, what he had in mind was an absolutely just girl. If a man can give his master his life, then why betray him?
“Don’t you think there was something different about the geese that night? “It’s true that I didn’t find anything different. I’m sorry.
Anan sighs. It was very difficult for her to change her mind based on mere speculation. Conlon was in front of the Goose Moot that night. It’s just Zihua, who’ll let go of his heart and say a few words, so he can do a little work. Everything’s going on. Konya kneeled down. When you turn around, you think of something, and you look back, and you bow down to Anando: “Mama, I know that your presence in the palace is a hundred times more careful than anyone else. But do not be too nervous at many times, as a man who fears the fall of the sky. I’m sorry.
Anan smiled. Concubine is asking her not to worry. How can we not know that it was she who thought too much, but all of them were blinded by images.
After Konya left, Nam called Dr. Hua. He thought that even if Dr. Jia, who had been called under strict instructions, could not detect it and allow her to fish in the water, he would find something inappropriate.
Just a little while. He is said to have been a relative of the Chinese family and to have been in charge of the medical authorities for 12 years, following a complaint by Zhang ‘ s medical officer, who served the triads and returned home. He’s a brilliant doctor, and he knows everything.
The two children born to the Goose were taken care of by him at the beginning of the diarrhea.
At the moment, the Chinese doctor kneels on his knees: “The Queen’s Queen King An.” Anan thought about it, and the wind asks, “Is Cheung-hyun’s body set? I’m sorry.
“Go back to your mother, Your Highness is well recovered. I’m sorry.
“That’s good. I’m sorry.
Anan asked without a word: “It’s a beautiful moon for both children.” Didn’t you ask Wah when she was pregnant? Dr. Wah listened to this and replied with respect: “If you return to the Queen’s Queen, the Queen’s Queen’s Lady has not yet heard
I’ve asked. “Even if Mrs. Cheung hasn’t asked, Kohua
It’s been a long time since you’ve broken the line. “The Chinese doctor said:
“Yes. I’m sorry.
“Was it a man or a woman? I’m sorry.
“The Queen is incomprehensible. Your Highness gave birth to the princess.
The pulse, naturally, is the princess. I’m sorry.
Nam’s hand is slowly falling.
“Kneel down. I’m sorry.
“Yes. I’m sorry.
Nam’s staring at his finger, swirling.
Move. He’s– he’s upset.
“Hold on–” When he came to the door, Anan called for him.
The Chinese doctor returned. His face is not as natural as the square.
“You’ve come here often to greet the palace and Princess Hualle.
Know where you’re from? I’m sorry.
“Go back to the Queen’s Queen, Your Majesty. I’m sorry.
Anan Nod. “The mother you say. I’m sorry.
Once upon a time, there was a group of rats who tried to steal the grain from the barn. But at the gate of the barn is a loyal dog standing by. Rats want to bribe loyal dogs, open one eye, close one eye. But loyal dogs refuse. Rats don’t work. One day, the rats managed to steal the grain from the barn without realizing that they had planned it. At that time, the master asked the loyal dog, what’s wrong with the barn? Guess what the loyal dog will say? I’m sorry.
“I don’t know. I’m sorry.
Nam waved and heard a warm water. Anan took a cup of Chinese water and went on: “A loyal dog can’t say that he’s sick. If something happens to the barn, does the master blame himself? Dereliction of duty is a serious crime and cannot be carried out. The owner was not aware of the lack of food; rather, the barn was safe. So, not only is it self-defeating, but the master would be flattered. What do you think of the analysis? I’m sorry.
“Mother… mother… smart, I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
On the side of Anan, “The loyal dog only thinks of the present, but not of the long term.” Did you think you’d find out? I’m sorry.
“Huh. “No matter what happens after that, whether willing or unwilling, the loyal dogs will be in the same group as the rats, who will at first be very kind to the loyal dogs, but when the days go on, they will be blackmailed to do more. If the dog doesn’t want to, guess what? I’m sorry.
Anan looked into the eyes of the Chinese medical officer and spits out two words: “The silence.” I’m sorry.
Medical Officer Wah stomped.
“The story of this palace is over, and the Chinese will kneel down.” I’m sorry.
The Chinese doctor left the temple in a desperate state.
After the meeting, the Princess is here. When she came in, she asked Nam for peace, she picked up the fragrance from the nurse and kissed her on the forehead, and said, “What do you think? “What do you see? I’m sorry.
“The women in the flower house pass by with white tea and plums, beautiful white tea and plums, and a light and fine powder, three points more beautiful than the good ones. It’s hard to raise them. Not the flowers of this season, but the season is rare. No wonder people say that the world is in the palace. Mother, take you to the flower room. I’m sorry.
“Mother, go with your sons. “Anan’s eyes were locked up for half a day, so he nodded his head.
Sakaki, a group of people came to the flower house. The white tea plums that have been raised by the people of this winter’s flower house are indeed wonderful, fresh and tender, and happy.
All of a sudden, Joaquin pointed to one of the ladies in the flower house, saying, “She’s the Uchi-squirty,” and Anan was astonished: “What do you say?” Huo Lok said: “The Queen Mother, I remember her face, and she was in the little housemaid who gave her food that day. I’m sorry.
No wonder I couldn’t find all the men in the palace, no wonder I disappeared so cleverly. It turns out that Xiaomei was dressed as a Uchi.
Anan extended his hand: “The Kings of the Forest, take her down! I’m sorry.
Logu.
The little palace girl had a weak heart, but she didn’t think Huao would recognize her so sure, and she cried out, “The servant is innocent, the Queen forgives her life…”
After the King’s Army held her in custody, the court chief of Anam decided to bring all the palace girls to the palace and to have Hualle check them out. I found four palace men.
It’s dark down. The snow of the previous days had melted a little, with a plethora of footprints on top, black, wet and dirty in white.
Anan looked at the four men with cold eyes: “Several them, by whatever means, open their mouths.” I’m sorry.
The candles on the side of the house were shaking, and they kept on resting, and they stretched the twirling figure. She heard Anan’s footsteps stop by the side of the hall, and her heart was swinging, as if by a whirling north wind she was hunting.
The coral is pale, and she says, “What should we do? “What are you afraid of? “The Queen’s Queen has tied them up, and the hoofs are a little short, and they’re in trouble.”
“The knife is not on his neck, and he’s scared!” Coward as a rat! Even if you have half the guts of Zihu, the palace will save you a lot of effort! I’m sorry.
The corals shut their mouths, but their eyes kept staring at the outside, as if the forest troops had broken into the door the next second.
And this one, who was so harsh, felt from his arms an adorned, repeatedly. The jade wears a visible word “burn.”
The clouds are dark and the rivers are sinking. She had a gentle face with a smile like a dew on her head.
The spring of Nancy is extremely short. And suddenly cometh and goth. And the wind is yellow, and the willows give light leaves, and the warm sun wraps with a little chill that will not fade. A few hard-drive trees, like a drape of a sober spring dream.
Her master is the sword Zong Yang crane. When she entered the palace with her master, she was in the yard with a blue coat. The peach blossoms were open in the yard, he drank under the peach tree, and the white sculptor sculpted his face. She thinks his face is as lonely as peach blossoms.
She heard he was the Prince of Orient House. Tomiya, it’s far from the throne. But after the death of the Emperor, she prayed to the Queen, and the young Emperor went to power, and he was expelled from Orient House overnight. A decree came to him, and he came to him. You’re not going to stop.
She was told that his mother, who was called “Ling Tao” , would be honored to enter the palace, and that the late Emperor had built the “Peach Peach Garden” in the palace, and had been ordered to plant ten miles of peach flowers. But Ling Zhao Yi will not live long enough to die for two years in Long Lok and in March, when the peach blossoms rot.
And the first thing he did after he had come to the Kingdom was to ask him to plant peach blossoms. Unfortunately, the water is bitter and the peach blossoms are not as strong as elsewhere.
He raised three-point drunk eyes and stood up and said hello to his master. And then you look at her and she says, “Good girl.” I’m sorry.
She didn’t think he was a prince but was so modest. And how did he know her name? “The Prince knows me? “Son Yeung and the King wrote a letter saying they would take a girl to the royal palace.” The female is the best of martial arts in his throne, named Yang Lo-guk. I’m sorry.
Life’s been a long time. That’s the sentence of Wei Jin Nguyen. That’s right, her name is Yang Lo-gu. Her late parents named her. Since she was five years old, she has been with him, worshiping him as a teacher and studying martial arts.
Smiling, making her shy as she has always been.
She lived with Master for over a year. Spring flower, fall, summer rain, winter snow. And as if there was no warmth near her,
When she was born, he gave her a sword and a box of fat powder, and laughed, “The sword is for the heroes and the pink for the women.” She’s a hero and a beauty. I’m sorry.
The sword was made by the ancient craftsmen beneath the Mount of Kirin, and the fat powder came from the springs of the south. He used the heart of Tiannan North.
Lui Jiu knows that he wants to return to Kyoto. The idea was like a tree cut off from its waist, and when the news of the death of the Queen of Queen An came to pass, a new branch came out. Moreover, this branch grows wilder.
That’s why he was brought to the palace. She knew all about Master and all that he did in the dark.
She knows him. She wants to help him. So, when she knew she could do something for him, she was happy.
The daughter of the new two broad Governor Generals is a concubine. Unfortunately, she’s a little darker in her small skin, and it’s a little bit like that.
From the two sides to Kyoto, the road is long and there are many opportunities to do so. Killed her, entered the palace in her place, was the eye of the king in the palace, and killed her in secret.
Yes, he has a son. Behind the king’s feet is the tree’s deep, powerful family. If you kill him, he will not only be exposed, but will be a logical successor. It’s like trying to get married for Kong. Burning as an uncle who is far from the capital, has nothing to gain.
So, die, die just in time. Step by step, step by step.
If you die, you die. There has to be an all-powerful plan for a smooth and logical succession. It is good that his mother, Zhao’s, was at the palace in broadness, and burned before him for several years at Orient House, where the hearts of the old servants were directed towards him. His grandfather, the son of the kingdom, sacrificed wine and wine, and many were old. Kyokyo, there’s a group of people working with him in secret.
The night before Yang Lok-guk left from Nancy, she drank with Jing.
The wine of Josie, strong and deep. Then asked her, “This is a dangerous road, are you afraid? “I’m not afraid. I’m sorry.
Yang Lok-gu never thought that Jin-jin had been good to her many days in the south and hid some of his desire to exploit her heart.
Even if it’s used, so what? She would. She just wants his face to be as lonely as a peach blossom.
She kneels on her knees with a sword in her hand: “Leo Jiu to take back what is yours.” Zhu Jiu-Yu is very fond of her. And if there were a Day, it would surely be for you a long time. I’m sorry.
In the moonlight, she laughed and got on the horse. And the wind blew her voice to him: “Your Highness, if it is, there will be ten radiant flowers in the palace of Kyoto.” If you fail, you will die. You must be safe. I’m sorry.
Rise and shine, and the night is cold in February. He said, “Long liveness” in his mouth and saw Yang go far away.
Things are going well. He followed his family’s car for a long time. He was able to do it in light water. Since then, she’s not Yang Lo-chul, she’s Qianjin. Her sister became the female in charge of the coral. There’s a woman in the palace named Jae Ha, who’ll meet her.
Jai Ha’s mother was married with Ling Zhao Yi. And although she had been brought to another palace after Zhaoji’s death, her heart was filled with the love of his bondman, and she was in the midst of the burning. When Jae Ha was very young, she entered the palace with her mother. Mother told her that the King is the Lord, remember, to obey him forever and ever…
Yang Lok-chul the jade.
It’s a loud sound. There was a wind coming in from the window, and it almost blew out the candle. Delivery.
“The three princes have just given up their milk and fell asleep.” I’m sorry.
Yang Lok-gi looked at the baby in her arms and slept so quietly. She shoved Jade Pei to the chest, and took the baby, and went out.
Where are you going? I’m sorry.
“Your Highness, you haven’t come out yet.
The door opened, and a chill came. Yang Lok went straight to the temple.
In the temple, Anan leaned on his bed to see a page that was yellow. Nam heard voices, didn’t look up. The palace people in the temple saw a draconian, some unknown.
Yang Lo Jiu said: “There is something to be said to the Queen’s Queen, go down. The palace people looked at Nam’s face, and she nodded, and they left. The hearing didn’t seem very reassuring. It was only with great certainty that Nam took his foot and walked outside the door.
In the house, there’s a cliff burning. There is no law against sorghum, and Anan is not a family member, but has been influenced by his grandfather and father since he was a child. Anan’s sleep is restless, and the fragrance of cliffs is calm.
On the soft side of the couch upon which Anan is resting, there is a pretense. As if the wind were standing and worried about the cliff, it would fall into the abyss, and it would be a living place.
Yang Lok-chul opened his mouth: “Will make a deal with your mother.”
Anan’s eyes still haven’t left the ancients in their hands. The deal, it was exchange. My sister thinks it’s time to exchange chips with the palace. I’m sorry.
Yang Lok sat down for a while. She looked at Nam, and she sighed: “Does she think she can take control of the whole thing by holding a few girls?” Your Highness is so sure they’ll tell the truth? Even if they are useless, they are tortured, and the bamboo cane is pouring down the beans, and they tell us what they know. But the mother thinks that they are just little girls who do what she says, and what do you know? I’m afraid it’s the fog that looks at the flowers and the boots itch. I’m sorry.
And Anan laughed, and said, “This is your speech, and the palace will be able to punish you.” “You won’t.” You are most cautious, and you will not punish your concubines for their sins without proof. I’m sorry.
“Sister, if, as you say, there is nothing to be heard, why have you come to the palace with your son?” It’s time for you to rest in your side room. I’m sorry.
Yang Lok-gu’s face flashed a cloud.
Nam stood up and came to her step by step: “The palace felt something wrong, but thought about it for a long time without understanding it. And thou hast been humbled from the land, from the euphoria to the pavilion, and by the wind. Why are you taking this risk? Even if…
You have a princess born in this womb, and you have a great chance to be near the Emperor again. I’m sorry.
Anan “show” and reach out and touch the little face of her three princes.
“Today, the palace suddenly understood. I’m sorry.
The face of Yang Lok-gu is getting pale: “What does the mother understand?” I’m sorry.
“What you want, not top. What you want is not just a prince. Nam is so close to her, “You want to use this child as a shield, you want to take down Kong’s house, you want to fight His Majesty, you want to go to heaven. You’re not a tycoon at all.”
shivering with your hands. The color of her face has changed, as if the next level had changed.
“Is there any other way for you to find this palace? What would happen if the Governor-General, who was far away, knew that his daughter had been killed? What if His Majesty knew a woman sleeping by her pillow had an outside heart? I’m sorry.
It’s boiling in a soft-bedroom little stove. Nam poured a glass of water and put it on the side. And she said, “Does she think that she can be moved by her own urchins? There’s something I want to tell you. The princess of the palace, Concubine, is happy again and gives birth to a pair of dragons. The King is so happy, he’s throwing a feast in the house. I’m sorry.
“No, it’s not. The Prince has no feelings for that woman. He married her before, only to reassure the Queen. He never went in her room. I’m sorry.
“This is the best joke the palace has ever heard.” The King has no feelings for the Princess? No feelings for her to enjoy herself and have children? Do you have feelings for you to come to Kyoto and die? I’m sorry.
“You–” Yang gnawed on his teeth for a long time, and the spin calmed his anger. She asked Anan, “What good is it for the mother now, in front of the Emperor, to pierce his concubine and change the child?” I’m sorry.
Nan looks at her. It has become clear that on the first five days, Jai Ha and her family joined each other, blindfolded Concubine and aligned the children. It’s not lost, it’s just ecstasy. One of the young U.S. domestic servants took the newborn baby of the Goose out of the house on the grounds of throwing charcoal ash, and was taken to the side of the temple by a small room made up by a flower house girl. After the incident, the Chinese medical officer kept quiet about the incident, fearing negligence. And he paid a great reward to the two palaces. This is the end of the story.
God knows, ghost knows. Only Nam, smelled the plot. Actually, Lords, Ben is the son of the Goose. Sung-jin, it’s Yang Lo-duk. Change the baby, just the first step. Going down, it’s time to provoke the Confucian family to lose the chance to succeed. The last time the euphemism of the abdominal abdominal pain, the cleverly planted by the little Miyagi girl, the head that slammed in the direction of the Goose Moot before dying, was already preparing for the subsequent events.
After gaining his confidence, he was surprised and poisoned. His Majesty’s advice became the only heir. But he’s in Yang Lo-gi’s hands. In other words, it’s like fish above a knife. Kill whenever you want.
And at the end of the day, the Inzong received nothing but burning. And in the place of succession is the law, the law, the people, and the hearts of the people.
Such a large web of concern has been torn apart by Anan.
It’s only a matter of time before the truth is revealed. This woman, what else can she say?
Yang Lok whispered: “Your concubine has lived in the palace long enough to know everything. Your Highness, you’ve got a sense of support for each other, but do you have a prince? Nothing. Your Majesty doesn’t worry you have. Your palace is not an easy place for you, Your Majesty. If you move the clouds, you will be returned to the Goose Moot. What are you fighting for? I’m sorry.
And suddenly she kneeled on her knees: “The Queen’s wife knew it, and she knew it herself.” I beg you to spare the Prince. Give him another chance. The death of my concubine has been sent to Nancy, and the Prince knows it is broken, and he will take care of it. Your concubine will leave evidence for your wife, and you can kill him any time you want. My concubine… when my concubine dies, everything will be buried. Everyone in the palace will think that the concubine has a hot bed. A woman’s life is a lifetime. My concubine asked Dr. Jia that she had a hot bed in the moon, that she would die, that no one would suspect…”
She looked up and looked at Nam with her eyes burning: “The three princes leave them to you. Before my concubine dies, I will say to His Majesty that this child was born in the Queen’s house, and it is a privilege for the Queen to take care of her. The Queen is the most appropriate person in my concubine. When he dies, he can only rest in peace if he gives his child to the Queen’s Lady.”
She’ll put her head on the ground, “The Queen, I’ll give you a son.” I’m sorry.
Anan raised the cup. Only boiling water has cooled. She took a sip, leaned down, and looked with mercy at the woman who was kneeling on the ground: “You underestimated your palace, and you underestimated His Majesty.” I’m sorry. She thought that her chips were strong enough, and she thought that Queen Miyagi was as jealous and selfish as the rumours had anticipated. How the red plum died in the courtyard of the Sanctuary, and how the marriage between the Emperor and the Qinghui Shen has disappeared today. Queen Zou is of low birth, but he is wearing a bouquet of secrets and tastes.
Love? With His Majesty? Yang Lo-gu seemed to be a drowning man who thought he had caught a life-saving straw but did not want to be a sharper knife. She held the knife in her hand and seemed to see the water turn a little red.
Her breath is getting harder and she’s a little confused and seems to be thinking about what to do next. How can we keep His Majesty as much as possible as possible after a torture and a baby change?
And Anan took from the earth a question in the mouth of her God. So the hearing came and looked at Anan: “The Queen, the Chief of the Court, had spoken, saying that he had been tortured by bamboo and that the flower house girl had confessed now.”
Yeung Lo-gyu, kneeling on his knees, listened to this as if he had been thrown in a bowl of cold water.
“Go, take the three princes over.” I’m sorry.
Come on, listen up. Take the baby.
“Where are you taking my children?” The Queen has taken the prince! I’m sorry.
Anan’s slaps in her face: “Shut your mouth!” It won’t take long for your child to understand. As you said, you deserve to die. It’s better to be far from the King. Do you really think this cloud is so easy to mess with? I’m sorry.
The tears came out of the eyes of Yang Lok-chul: “Is the wind so easy to mess with? His Majesty didn’t deserve it, but the Queen stole from him. If the Queen does not mess with the wind, he who sits above the Golden Temple today will be His Majesty, not Cheng! I’m sorry.
It’s a big wind out there, as if it were a whine. And Anan laughed: Is that so? Do you think?
“Isn’t it?” The eyes of Yang Lu-gu are full of stubbornness, and “His Majesty is the Prince, if it were not for the first Emperor’s illness, if it were for the Queen, if it were not for the Queen’s power…”
“The palace tells you that Wang is venomous, acting as a child. The death of the late Emperor is a mystery. The Queen Mother told the world that the late Emperor had passed away as a result of illness and that she wanted to hide the royal ugliness. Do you know where the late Emperor died? Do you know who was with the late Emperor before he died? Anan was looking at her in peace, “The burning.” I’m sorry.
A footsteps from far to near. And the courtesan at the gate said, “Supreme.”
The steps are heavy. Surely he heard what was going on in the flower house this day. The moment when he moved forward, the mask of Yang Lo-gu seemed to have been re-closed on his face. She’s become the gentle, gentle and gentle one again. She kneeled to the foot of Sung-hoon: “Your Majesty, the Queen has taken the girl away from me, and my concubine is in mourning.
Already. Why can’t my concubines raise their own children when they want to be kings? Why does the Queen’s Lady bully his concubine like this? Which part of your concubine is inconvenient?
She’s in trouble, like a seagull drunk and a pear with rain.
Come on, sit down. Anan saw him with tired faces, handing him a hot plaque and coming from the inner house with the flowers that he loved. Hanan is afraid to hurt his body. However, the government has been overstretched and the case has been abetted. Nan himself made a bouquet of flowers for his own, with gills, gills, dews and mouths, but not drunk. There is a saying in civil society that a thousand cups of non-drunk gills have the effect of ablution. As for Golyang, the warmth of the stomach and winter, the best.
“The Queen is going to ask questions. I’m sorry.
“Yes. “Most than that, the Queen’s wife was forced to confess that Qi was not born to her, and that the Queen’s wife, who did not know where she came from, made up a ridiculous story and set up a concubine…”
“Oh? Sung-do, “I heard that Huo Makoto had recognized them in the flower room. What did they tell you now? I’m sorry.
The hearing came in due time and handed over two notes: “Return to His Majesty, the courtesan sent his confession, and the women of the court will know, spit out, confess, and draw. I’m sorry.
I’ve been through this, and Yang Lo-gu is starting to get nervous. Every time she wrinkles, she gets a little more upset.
“No, Your Majesty, don’t believe their words, they were ordered by the Queen’s Lady, my concubine No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, don’t believe it…”
Sung-gi looked at her and laughed. He spread out those two pieces of paper, and on the other hand, he was looking at Yang Lo-chul: “Ah-hye, there is nothing on this confession. What did you just say? I’m sorry.
Yeung Lo-gi realized he was in the game.
Listen to this thief girl.
In fact, all the pavilions in the florist have killed themselves with nothing. Their families’ lives were already at stake when they were playing chess. Good girls of poor people, afraid of their parents and brothers, who died.
Listen, Nam, Sung-ho’s play is too real. Yang Lok has been in trouble for a long time, and she thinks the little handmaidens can’t be trusted. She didn’t trust them from her bones.
“Only yesterday, Mrs. Ying received an invitation from Aiji, who is suffering from the cold and very ill.” Princess, as a daughter, do you have anything to return? It’s good to have some comfort in Mrs. Yan’s illness. I’m sorry.
Yang Lok-guk’s eyes flash: “My concubine… let the doctor give me some medicine…”
Sung-hyun smiled twice and raised Yang’s jaw with her finger: “Did you not know that Mrs. Yan died three years ago and that you, as a young lady from the palace, were ill?” I’m sorry.
Fake, all fake. He ripped her skin with one test after another and one lie after another.
Zheng Yi is the most rigid official. His invitation never mentioned his wife and daughter, even though he had deliberately avoided any mention of his daughter, who was a princess in the palace, fearing that he would be misled by his skirt and had the name of a persecutor. That’s why it’s been so long since I’ve discovered the difference between “false” and “false.”
The woman who kneels on the ground is aware of the Holy Insight and of the irreversible nature of the situation. She suddenly touched a short sword from her sleeve. Swords do it with one blow, and they do it for the rest of their lives. And it shall be like a thundering lightning, and a thunderbolt, and there shall be no escape. The storm falls are so big, they wash the dust of the world. or to the other side, looking down.
She’s got her hands on her. As a result, she was caught in the back and her sword was stuck in her heart.
The King’s Army out there was moving, rushing in. Yang Lo-gu has fallen to the ground. And he looked at her: “As for strength, the heavens and the earth flow, and as for all things, the way is done.” You have never revealed the true meaning of Sword. I’m sorry.
The woman on the earth is dying, and what is in her mouth. Then, close your eyes and swallow.
Nam heard her mumbling. And she said, “I miss some people, far away.” I’ve got things going on, deep intestines. The land is far away, and the day is far away.
“I can’t get my intestines out of my mind.”
I can’t get my intestine. Anan sighs. The Royal Forest Army carried Yang Lo-ju’s body, and she fell from her arms. Nam’s eyes are fast.
Picked it up and handed it into the hand of the twig, with a very visible word on it.
It’s tight, it’s tight.
In the evening, Sung-ho and Nam lay on their couch, he turned over and held her tight:
It seems to me that Father’s death has something to do with my brother. But what I don’t understand is if
If so, why did she let him go when she was so swift?
Anan whispered: “The Queen was the Queen’s adopted son, and the Queen has her mercy. Jasheng!
If you really want to understand this, ask someone. I’m sorry.
“Who?”
“Your cousin, the king, is incendiary. He was a teenager for nine years.
Hospital, in the palace. He’s close to the queen. One or two. I’m sorry.
It’s like, “Yeah.” He put his face on her thin bones: “The king’s brother is alive.”
An unforgettable heart cannot rest. But if the mother knew this, she would have.
Letters. I’m sorry.
Not at all.
The next day. Sitting in the palace, and seeing the birds flying, circled over and above their heads, gushing,
Leave a letter.
A familiar handwriting.
It’s Mother. This big bird has a vague impression.
He once saw his mother touch the feathers of the big bird with his hand. The big bird is as spiritual as it is. It’s mean to the others, but it’s sweet to the mother. Its masters and queens are deep-seated and appear to be old servants of the former water house.
The letter is open. He was not surprised by what happened last night, and there was a letter from Mother today. For decades, the mother was in power, and she spent half her life in the halls and palaces, with her breath in every corner of the palace. The mystery of the Queen’s vow of allegiance to her death lies in the mystery of being invisible. The mother gave it all to him, but if something big happened, she would have spoken.
She even looked like a queen in her dreams last night. She was wearing a black golden bouquet, sitting next to him in a dragon chair in the Golden Temple. From the age of 20 to the age of doubt.
He was still respectful and afraid of his mother.
The letter had some salty taste. It was the salty sea wind of Red Island or the tears of the mother.
It’s a big deal. His years of doubt have finally been answered. It is true that, for nine years, the father did not die of illness, but died of the burning hand of Orient House, which was the reason for his determination to abolish the Crown Prince before his death. His father was weak in his life, ill and dependent on his mother for his political responsibilities. He felt insecure and, when he died, faced burning betrayal, he had to turn the mountain into a reservoir.
Cheng Zheng buried his face on the table, and he could have endured so much without knowing his mother. After the death of his father, the mother never spoke too much to justify herself in the face of speculation by the people of the world.
He thought that there would be more or less a shadow of a conspiracy. Although the beneficiaries, eventually, were himself, the wrist made him chill.
When the truth was laid before his eyes, he was deeply ashamed of his mother. And he was just as the people of the world misread the Queen’s greed for power. And how much sour and merciful was the eye of the she-child, as it was.
In the letter, the mother advised him not to tear up the truth of the year in which he burned his father. This is the last wish of the late Emperor, who, if he does not obey, fears that he will find himself in a difficult position, and, in the absence of respect for His Majesty’s dignity, which is not a good thing to do; and, in the third case, almost two decades have passed since the events began, which could easily be taken as “no need” by the Emperor.
“Mong Zi, the child who loved his relatives and his elders and respected his brother. The royal brothers are in a bad mood. It’s not beautiful. My son and my son have been in power for a long time, and do not lose the honor of the butchering brother. In the history of Japan and in the Hereafter, the fear of a disease. And now the burning is in vain, and the evidence is firm, and it is not left behind.
My son can keep it secret. I’m sorry.
The words “secrets” and “secrets” hide the guidance of Susumiyama. Burns must die, but they cannot let him die in his own hands.
It’s just a little dark down there.
He drank a sip of flowers and came out of the palace. The palaces of the winter are covered in a white fog, and the cold is raging around, every gap and every corner. They scrambled the shade of cold, raised their legs and headed for the temple.
Nam stood under the roof and strung the petals of white tea plum. She’s going to make a new wine with a flower plum from the florist.
And the inner courtiers delivered, and Anan rose up and wanted to bow, and raised her up: “Do what you want.” Sitting by your side and talking to you. I’m sorry.
The canoes were duly brought with them a veggie chair, and the jingle leaned against it.
“As of yesterday, there was a decision. I’m sorry.
Arnan listened quietly.
“Thou shalt not touch the sword, but he died after the death of the wicked after the birth of the three princes, and seized her of a sanctified place.” I’m sorry.
Anan’s movement stopped and continued. This means that he does not intend to make the “new baby” public. Although abdominal pain was planted for the Goose during a false pregnancy, those words struck a wake-up call. In the forward and in the rear are scales. Whenever a head is too focused, it is never good.
To hold back each other, to counterbalance, to the king’s side. There was no confession from the flower house, and very little was known about it. The burial has also saved the world from such strange events.
“Kine will still stay with the geese.” As for Qu Qu Qu Qu Qu Qi , he looked at Anan with his finger down on his knees. Nam’s eyes are always in front of her.
The petals of white tea and plum in their hands are dried up with the last swirling water, as the beauties of the twilight lay above the porcelain.
Cheng Zheng did not go on to say, but Anan said: “As my concubine, it is appropriate that the child be brought up to be raised. I’m sorry.
Finish what you’ve got in your hands and seal it. Nam rises and whispers: “The sister can’t be a hamster anymore. Give it to her, don’t worry. On the other hand, the last time she was born, she had a baby shaved in her womb for the purposes of the pilgrimage, but her concubines always felt guilty. It’s better than having a kid with her. I’m sorry.
He smiled and said, “Okay. And follow what the Queen says. I’m sorry.
He had thought that Anan would propose that he would remain with him. But I didn’t think Nam had a single heart. He rose out of the vine chair, held her hand and walked inside the house.
Nam looked into the face and she knew what he was thinking. She has no desire to lose a moment so calm and warm between her and him. There’s a prince in the middle, there’s no speculation. Nam won’t do that.
Compared to the weight in her heart, it’s really light to have sons.
They were just saying that the princess came in with Vale. She had a big gift.
A Namshin smiled: “The sister is happy.” “What is the concubine’s pleasure?” I’m sorry.
“From now on, the three princes are the sons of their sister. I’m sorry.
The concubine couldn’t believe it, and she looked at it again, and she gave her a heads-up, convinced. Nam clapping her hands, the nanny hugged the three princes and solemnly handed them to the Princess. The nurse smiled and laughed: “Congratulations on the joy of the princess’s son. All the courtesans in the house are saying, “Welcome to the princess’ son.” I’m sorry.
Her eyes were filled with tears, and she kneeled on the ground with her children: “Thank the Emperor, the Queen, and the concubine, who will do his best to raise the children, and will not be unstoppable to the Queen.” I’m sorry.
From the very moment the Princess came to Arnan late at night to tell the secret and the truth about her marriage to her sister-in-law, he wondered how to balance his relationship with her.
From the moment that two people worked together in the face of FSM, there was an unspoken consensus.
The thought that was raised in Anan’s heart after yesterday’s sham death at the Phoenix House may be an excellent opportunity to compensate the princess.
He was deeply relieved to see his wife crying. This “replacement” farce was silently stopped in the palace. The Goose is completely undetected and is still intoxicated in a full-blown lunar circle.
She died peacefully next to the cradle of the Princess in the evening of early winter. He died of a heart attack.
The Goose is so sad: “It’s so strong that you don’t want her to be a child of kin when she is young.” The Chinese medical officer respectfully said: “Your Highness, Princess, most of your heart problems are genetic and have nothing to do with age. If the disease goes on, and the heart stops, it’ll be a rebirth and no return. I’m sorry.
Kong Ling Goose will be buried in the grave. Kong Liang felt a little sudden, but he had worked with him for many years, knowing that the palace was so deep that he could not ask questions. You’ll know. It’s useless to ask.
At the end of the winter, Josie sent an emergency report.
I’m out.
It’s well known that the King brought sword Zong Yang crane in. I don’t think so. The crane is in the middle, and he has enemies. The enemy came to the house to seek revenge and Wang was accidentally killed.
It is a pity, a pity and a pity for all to say in the Middle East.
Sung-hoon sits in a dragon chair, holding his notes and wailing at his head, saying, “A few moments of life and an infinite amount of flesh and blood.” It’s a intestinal pain, and it’s a nostril. The brother of the King is a relative, and he does not think, and he is in such a misfortune. “The murder of the sword’s disciples and of a gang of men who have committed acts of violence in the palace of My Majesty” is ordered. I’m sorry.
Shukang’s 16th year.
A few degrees of snow. I’m not surprised.
As Nam set the cliffs on fire at the Phoenix Palace, he saw a small inmate rushing in and running away from the air. Queen Mother! “What’s so scary? I’m sorry.
Zen… Queen Zhen…
“What did you say? I’m sorry.
“The West Palace has reached a beggar, has gone mad, has gone mad, says he’s tough.
Your Highness…”
The dilemma.
Nam’s eyebrow. The Uchi’s face is full of fear and speech: “All
She says she’s the one with the sword.
She’s still alive, thinking about the palace, with the beggar, and she’s here.”
Shut up! “In front of the Queen’s Queen,
What are you talking about? “The Uchi’s squeaky, squeaky.
Nam, get up and walk to the West Palace Gate. Listen up and keep up.
It’s been snowing for half a day. It’s like a piece of willow at the end of the spring.
Light as silver, white as jade. ♪ One, one, one, one ♪
And wandered on the left, and turned to the right, and fell.
As Su-eun went to the western palace gate, she sat on the floor with a woman in a dress.
He tried to explain to the doormen what they were doing.
He tried to stalk her, but he seemed to try to avoid her, fearing contamination. To Nam.
As we approach, the guards are busy kneeling on the ground: “The Queen’s Queen Kim An.” I’m sorry.
I heard that the woman in front of me was the Queen, and the beggar looked up.
Anan looked at her with cold eyes, and the clothes of people could be changed at will, but not in a way that was fragrance and hymn. And this woman, while she was wearing sour, was immersed in the ink. The palace is heavily guarded and, by contrast, the rear gate of the western palace is the least guarded. How did she know that? How can she stay here so long with the guards?
It’s not easy, it’s not easy.
Anan spoke, and her voice was as cool as a snowflake: “What’s going on here? I’m sorry.
The guard was the head of the guard, and he answered with respect: “When she returned to the Queen’s Queen, she had come from nowhere to be driven by such a mad beggar, and she did not leave.” She said that she had fled from Huainan to Kyojing and wanted to see His Majesty, who was full of nonsense. She was supposed to take her away, but she said that she was ill, that she could be passed on, that she was contaminated and that her limbs were crushed. I fear that such ills will be passed on to the court, so that I may die in vain. So I didn’t dare touch her and I was going to go back to my Lord.
Huh. Communicable diseases. That’s a good excuse. No wonder the guards expelled her, but seemed to hide from her.
Anan looked at the woman, and there were indeed many bruises on her hands and feet. It seems that she has not suffered less on this road.
“What’s your name? I’m sorry.
She got up from the ground, kneeled on her knees, and made a big gift: “Go back to the Queen’s Queen, the little lady’s name is great.” I’m sorry.
“Who?”
“Longnam Man.” I’m sorry.
“Who is your father?”
“My father was a 9-year-old heir to Chang Lak, and was a two-year-old resident of Hong Kong. I’m sorry.
There is a man next to her who sees her go crazy. Only recently, the three princes had just given birth.
Anan asked peacefully, “Do you have a certificate?” I’m sorry.
“There is. * The woman who asked for help * The jade rings are wrapped in wrinkles.
Anan had not waited for her to speak in front of others, and said, “Bring her to wash, take her medicine, eat and drink, and bring her to the temple.” “Yes. I’m sorry.
Nan turned around and headed for the temple. Against the wind, the snowflake blows in her face. She suddenly felt tricky. Yang Lok-guk waited for the sword-sung students to win by light water. I didn’t expect her to survive. A year later, he found the capital, found the palace, was able not to be expelled and succeeded in drawing the attention of Nam. That’s how it works.
The Phoenix Temple.
Anan sat on a soft couch. She took a deep fragrance, heart like sand, and slowly sank.
After an hour, the hearing came in with a clean and draught. She was dressed in an apricot dress, clean, covered in scabs, and a slight herbal smell. Her face is like Yang Lok. It is no wonder that when the news of His Majesty’s concubine was spread, and the pictures of him were burned, he thought of it in a dangerous way, and put his head in the palace in the name of Yang Lu Jiu.
Anan looked at the hearing and heard it. He took the palace men out of the house and closed the door of the house.
Down on your knees. Anan holds a coarse cup, a slow passage: “Say it.” I’m sorry.
“At the beginning of the year, the young woman met a thief by the side of the water, and the group came in strong in martial arts. They killed the daughter-in-law’s family, who was with the young woman, and took away the commandments of the carriage. She should have been buried in the river. It was a pity that she had not died. Two days later, she was rescued by fishermen on the river. I’m sorry.
She fell upon her head: “The young woman thought that she would enter the palace, either by divine decree or by royal decree, and that she would enter the palace in any case, and that she would not be able to return to her family, even if it was a small family.” And so, the young lady came to Kyoto begging, and she suffered. It is a good thing that, although stolen by the thieves, one of the companions of the former mother’s wife was given to him as a witness. I’m sorry.
Nam picked up the jade ring. It’s not very expensive, but it’s warm and it’s got a very strong word on it.
No, Mother? Nam suddenly remembered that day and night and asked: “Didn’t Mrs. Yan die three years ago? How can I give you your dowry?”
“The Queen’s Lady knows about this.” Few people know about it except in the capital. And for the little girl to return…
“My father was a man of many years, and at the end he married Wei. Wei passed the door for less than two years and had no children and had a stroke in the bed. Soon after, my father was put on the list and became an official, and there was no hostess in the house, and there was no discipline, so he married the mother of the little girl. The mother of a young woman is an official and cannot be a concubine. So it’s a door to an even wife. The father, with the grace of Weiss, has always maintained him in good care. But all the women inside and outside are mothers. She gave birth to four children for her father. Everyone knows she is Mrs. Yan, and almost no one knows that there is a Mrs. Wei, who has been sleeping for a long time. Not even my father’s colleagues. I’m sorry.
I see.
The coarse pottery has been swollen by Anan.
“How did you find the West Gate? You never entered the palace, nor did you have any reason to be old in Kyoto. Why are you so talented?”
Quietly. She doesn’t seem to know if she should.
Anam drank saliva, and said, “Do not say, the palace will soon be forced out of you.” The guards will be blinded by your little tricks, but the palace won’t. @Anan laughs, “You should have heard about it. Someone came to the palace with a message, pretended to be you, became a concubine, and gave birth to a child to His Majesty. Drop
She’s gone to court and passed it on to your father. I’m guessing people think you died in the palace. You said that at this time, you had an accident, who would know. I’m sorry.
“The Queen’s Lady forgives her life, and the little woman says,
Who is it?
“Yes, it’s Queen Liu Fong Yi. The little girl is in Kyoyoku for the third month and can’t feel the door. And then… and then, by accident, I ran into Liu Fong Yi’s mother’s horse… ..the little girl stopped the horse in the street…”
Ananchai found a guide in the palace. But I didn’t think it was Liu Fong Yi. Does she think the water in this palace isn’t enough?
Anan’s aid, look at this woman. It’s the old shit. It’s the old shit. What do we do with her?
She thought, “Come in, go to the temple, please come up.” I’m sorry.
Singing
The hearing has a certain hesitation.
But he who was supposed to have entered the palace, was struck by a plot that he had not done. After a long death, it took more than a year. I did everything I could to reach the entrance to the palace. She’s obviously a tough, smart woman. If the Emperor sees her, she will remain in the palace as a concubine and will not be a very well regulated role.
After the baby-replacement incident, His Majesty had much better relations with the Queen’s Mother. In a month, the Holy Spirit has come seven times to the Phoenix Temple. The queen cannot bear a dragon again. At this point in time, there is a sudden increase in the number of new arrivals in the palace, and there is even a risk that there may be another unprovoked wave of wind … it is not beneficial.
Nam seems to see what hearing is thinking. Her voice was soft, but she said it again: “Go, come on up.” “It’s hard to wrap it in a piece of paper, even though someone already knows what’s real.” Why don’t you tell Sung-chul so he can decide?
Listen, say yes, and walk into the snow.
He said, “The Emperor is in the palace with a number of ministers. He is very busy. He says that he will come to us at night. I’m sorry.
Anan Nod. She heard that there had been some chaos in the North, that the King Tana had recently passed away, and that the thirty-six accounts of the desert had been ruined. A letter was sent from the Prince of Nunbe requesting help from the Holy Pilgrim, sending troops to fight for peace.
This is an internal matter in the State, and the pilgrimage could have stood idly by. But he was married to the pilgrimage. In the 13 years of Shunkang, the Emperor’s second sister, Princess An, was married far from the north and became the Princess of the Apocalypse. So far, three.
Princess An, who is not a sister of her mother’s mother, is very close to her, and even more than her sister’s sister’s. According to many of the court’s seniors, when they were young, Princess Anne held them in her arms for a few hours. She was a little older, and she went to read and play slingshots with him. If you don’t want to talk to your mother, you’ll be happy to talk to her.
When Princess An was married far away, Cheng Zheng was very sad and riding to Kyoto. A song called “Herland Mountain”, with a broken heart. The husband’s family is in trouble, and he won’t let it go. However, the different perspectives of the middle ministers inevitably see the advantages and disadvantages.
Nan thought that he would be tired of the government and be in a bad mood. She got up, warmed the flowers, and wanted to go to the kitchen and make some dates. When he’s upset, he likes soft, sweet food. The court decided to do it on its own.
There are two hours before nightfall. Anan looked at the tense sitting inside the house and waved, “Let the son take you to the side of the house.” I’m sorry.
“Yes. @Ambassah: #Jan25 #egypt Although her eyes are somewhat similar to Yang Lok, she is different in shape. Yang Yu Jiu has a long body and is short and light. Anan saw her step on the ground, and if there was nothing, she walked like a swallow in a nest, and looked like a bird’s night terror. This step reminds Anan of his ancient foot plume dance.
It’s getting darker in the month. Nam, when he crushed the date in the kitchen, ignored a beautiful song. It is like a cold spring in the mountains, purified, full of joy, and tempting, not like a cage.
“The middle court is full of trees. Why are you alone? They can be flowers in their frosting, and they can be real in their presence. “Swirling springs and springs, and dying in the wind, with frost and no frost…”
And each of them is big and full. As Nam held the red date, his thoughts went back many years after the song went through the walls of the palace.
Under the red plum trees, the young men and young women stand against each other. The wind, with a twilight rain, is cool and gentle, and a few positions have passed over. Nam stands in the corner and looks like she’s laughing. The face of a man is so soft, as a fragile china. He knew that she understood, that she was naive, so all his plans and fears were never presented to her. In front of Shen Qingqing, there is no impurity.
Nam thought that it hurt. The courtyard is full of trees, and the courtyard is full of trees. In any case, is she just a small tree in the courtyard, and she only groans for the red meadow?
And when her thoughts were swayed, she cried out to the Queen,
Nam dropped the red dates and went to court. All the way out, you’ll see your face. Since his own administration, he has been indifferent to writing emotions on his face. “Who’s playing this song? “The Holy Father forgives the little woman for her absence.” I’m sorry.
As if he had woken up from a dark dream, and looked at him: “The Queen sent men to the Queen’s house to ask for help, saying that he should be alone. I’m sorry.
Qianxing hasn’t spoken yet, and Nam answered: “Yes. I’m sorry.
Walking into the temple, walking through the wall, saying, “It’s good.” Not like the people of the palace. One-size-fits-all, empty-coloured. I’m sorry.
Hard cheeks red. I looked at her and I looked at her. The face of the south side walks down to the temple with a light look.
The cliffs of the phoenix have a slight fragrance. On his knees, he talks about how he was killed at the edge of the water, and how he managed to travel to Tokyo. And she cried: “As a daughter of an official, she enters the palace by holy decree and is under the command of the Emperor, and therefore enters the palace and repeats it to His Majesty. Even when a young woman fights for her life, with that commandment, she remembers the people of her kingdom.”
“Get up.” Lonely knows. Zheng Qianqing is just, and so is his daughter. “Thank you, Your Majesty. I’m sorry.
Anando: “The Emperor will see how Miss Yan’s placement will be done.” And he said, “You have come to the palace with great suffering, and your heart is firm.” When the name is dead, the name can no longer be used. I’ll change my name to Chimei. I’m sorry.
Me, with May, Nam’s heart swung.
Zhong Fong Yee has been busy with Shane.
Anan asked: “How can you record the birth of her sister in court?” “The hairy, hairy wife Weiss, who had a stroke in the early years and had nothing to do with his life, is his daughter.” I’m sorry.
“Yes. I’m sorry.
It’s not too often that the palace people are served. Nam took out the bouquet and gave Cheng a drink. Sung-hoon’s head was dryed up, saying, “The Sultan Tana is gone, and the rebels in Indo-North are in trouble. No matter what, you have to help me. But Zaa Ai Ai said that Jizhel of the three books of the desert north was extraordinary and could support the new king of the desert north. Jijgrad
Promised that if he were to be king, he would offer half of the land in the desert to the pilgrimage…” The cup was tight in his hand, and suddenly let go, and lamented: “It’s nothing, not earlier.” I’m sorry.
And he looked at him and said, “Sing another syllable. “Yes. I’m sorry.
“Spring mountains, spring and dawn.” Birds in the garden, cheers. Plum hair, Willow. I’m so scared. “Chering” and “The Moose.” Wind rises, wave rises. Sine hair and wine. Enter the Lotus Pool, fold the cinnamon branch. Frozen sleeves, fantasies. ♪ Two thoughts, two ♪
Outside the house, there’s singing around. It seems that even La Luen’s blizzard was moved by the linguistics. The brick Deva, the palace of Samson, seemed to have been washed up by a moving spring.
“You seem to like the poetry of Boming.” Zhong Fong replied with respect: “It is admirable to be a talented Gentile from afar.” I’m sorry.
And he said, “I’m not going anywhere, I’m not going anywhere.”
Nam knows that he remembers Shen Qing. The small red meadow, a young man who will never be forgiven in his heart, and he will never regret.
The housemaids took the lights and they went to the yard.
And when they had gone far away, they heard with rage: “It is not the province, indeed.” I’m sorry.
Anan’s not good at it. She rubbed her face with a hot pie and sat under a light and looked at the ancients. Words, which are still familiar, cannot be seen. Nam thinks of Chengxiang’s sad face today. Turns out he never dropped it, never.
Ignorance.
It’s like a pyrotechnic pyrotechnic in the palace.
And the flowers will be sprung in the eyes of those in the rear.
Night and night. And you’ll see.
She’s good at singing and dancing. On that day, Nam was right. She did know that.
A long-lost pedestal dance.
In the courtyard, she danced like a water cuff.
Turning over, as if there were countless petals floating in the air. ♪ Swinging, each ♪
The petals, they all carry the fragrance.
The courtesans on the side of the house are invisible.
“You are the daughter of an official and you have learned so well to sing and dance.” Zhong Fong Yi
“Mother says, “Floating hate is less entertaining.” Being a woman is not like a man.
Wide. Learn to dance and dance and enjoy yourself. I’m sorry.
The court used to call the former Qing Qing Qing Qing, so to distinguish.
Zhong Fong Yi is Little Queen. The court is in the middle of a bet.
Take it.
At the end of the month, the New Year was marked by the wind in Tokyo.
On the evening of New Year’s Eve, in the Sely House, at the funeral. Zhong Fang Yi is wearing a colored thong, head plug.
A long veil, a golden bell on his bare feet, standing one.
She danced on a flower stage made by Han Baiyu. She dances like a dream. She only stomps with the pointy and the bells on her feet, and every time she jumps, she makes the sound of a sweet sound. She was soft, but she was not soft, but she was smitten with weight. There is no blasphemous heart.
As if it were not a mortal, but a sound of Plumbley. The bells are ringing, the voices are watching, and there is compassion for all.
At the end of the dance, she fell from the bouquet, and kneeled on her knees: “May my Emperor be blessed and long, and may the four seas be peaceful, and may the pilgrimage go on forever.” I’m sorry.
Ying Jing is happy, have a seat.
“Fluxy.” “The Goose hears the words of the Princess, but speaks not. She’s only thinking about what’s in her palace. The cooks in the royal dining room at the dinner dinner are very colorful and appear to be hungry. She slipped a spoon into the mouth. Since she died, the Goose always felt that she had no hand in her hand, and the rest of the girls never properly understood her. She’s doing more than she used to.
Jin’s a good boy. He doesn’t cry too much. But she’s not fat when she’s good. She was born on the same day as the Three Princes. Kong Ling Goose wonders, should we have a nurse?
Kong Ling Goose didn’t pick up, but Liu Fong Yee did. She smiled and asked the lady next to her: “This house is in the wind.” I’m sorry.
The lady of the palace is not known, so she says, “The lady of the palace is not in the wind. Liu Fong Yee threw his pap in the direction of the concubine: “How come the concubine said that she had had a drink on her back without the wind?” How can you be in one heaven and one earth with that dancer? If he’s not a fox, how can he be a saint? And you, Saint, haven’t entered your palace yet. Is it true that the roads of Winin Dynasty are more difficult than the palaces? I’m sorry.
The princess always talks hot, and the spicy one chokes Liu Fong Yi enough. A couple of chicks around the court laughed. Liu Fang Yi gnawed on his teeth: “The palace has a long and unpopular life, and we will see.” Don’t think you’ve raised yourself a prince. I don’t know shit from my belly. I’m 10 feet away from my mother! I’m sorry.
“What about you?” It’s been a long night. How did you get away? How many fish are there in the lake? I’m sorry.
Liu Fong Yi smiled and smiled: “Don’t think you’re holding Zouanan on the big tree, so it’s cool.” I’ll give you a wake-up call, how did you not have a well-born child?
She hasn’t said anything yet. The bells of the New Year are ringing. In 17 years, Suncon came in a feast and a drink.
Sung-chul holds Nam’s hand and stands up. The Emperor raised his cup to the people, and they all rose up with respect. Liu Fong Yi didn’t finish his speech and swallowed it with the wine in the cup.
And the eyes of the Princess are blinded. The three princes slept sweetly in the arms of their mothers, and the concubines stretched out their hands and touched his little face, and said, “My son, you must fight for the mother’s breath…” And the little baby laughed in her sleep as if she understood.
She went back to her house with Nam. New Year’s Eve, big day. Every year at this time, Sung-hyeong is with Nam at his age.
He’s over three years old, and he’s getting better at it. On the way back to the palace, he did not want to sit on his father’s shoulder.
Anan frowns and wants to scold her. “It’s not easy to remember that my father did the same to my sister.” Then he said, “There is a joke about your sister.”
Arnan, listen quietly.
“Do you know what your sister said to you today? She asked for a baby kiss. It’s hard for her to figure it out! The kids are so small. In the words of the Queen, “I know that the Qin is the eldest son, and that he is destined to be more noble than the next prince.” She wants to give her daughter a lifetime of glory. Your Majesty, this person…”
Then he shook his head and said, “She was spoiled by her father and mother, and from childhood, she knew only what she thought, and how small she was.” As a royal princess, it’s a big deal.”
Anan is worried: “Do you have a decision about the brother-in-law’s family?” I’m sorry.
“Now two factions are in the middle, one supporting the second sister’s husband, the Zhigler, and the other supporting him.” They’re so noisy. It happens on New Year’s Day, seven days off. Thinking of keeping this quiet and watching the situation in the north. I’m sorry.
“You must send your own men to reach your second sister in Nintendo. Anan asks softly. There’s been an accident at Sung-hoon: “You have guessed? I’m sorry.
Anando: “The concubine who did not see the presence of the Qur’an in the palace these days made a guess. I’m sure you don’t mind. You and your sister are very close. I’m sorry.
“Alas. “The second sister is very stubborn and she won’t come.” She said she was the daughter of the royal bride. Both live and die, and she is with her husband’s ancestor. I’m sorry.
Ananjuo said: “The concubine understands the second sister. If your concubine was the second sister, so would I. Get married. I’m sorry.
‘The letter of help to the orphan is written by the Quran. I didn’t want you to know. At any point, she would not have to call herself a brother. I’m sorry.
When we got to the Phoenix Palace, Huo Lok fell asleep on his shoulders and whispered to the grandmother to pick it up.
A Nam is waiting for her to clean up.
There’s more leaking out there. They lie on their couch and say, “I can’t help but worry about the second sister…” and Anan holds his hand tight and puts his heart in his mouth: “The Emperor will send his soldiers to fight for nothing.” I’m sorry.
“It is because it is impossible to play, it is not just the interests at hand. It is only short-sighted to watch the fires, to weaken the desert, and to take a large part of its land. The true great Powers have the heart and heart of friendship. Besides, how do you manage the land, the deserts, the people, the infertiles, the different customs? There’s no payoff. I’m sorry.
“The Queen says so. And those who are well-known, do not seek to profit. Queen, you know how to be alone. I’m sorry.
In the middle of the month, while his people had not woken up from the celebration of the reunion, His Majesty’s father, General Humu, had left the country in secret.
Gijgil failed to rise and became angry, concentrating his troops against the troops of the pilgrimage.
Nadjiglcha was the former main commander of the battle against the Holy Pilgrim, and was experienced in dealing with the Chinese soldiers. From the beginning of the month, until June, he had not been returned. Many people in the Democratic People’s Republic of Korea have a few words about this.
It’s very tired between the lines of government. It is only in the garden that he may forget his troubles for a short time. Listening to the song, watching the dance and feeling like a teenager.
I’ll be a few, I’ll be happy.
One day, Anan suddenly received a letter. She opened it, looked at it, and it was amazing. According to the headline, Gen. Humu took a large amount of money from Jizhgrad, deliberately passively fighting against him, in order to preserve himself.
In his letter, Anan wanted to go to the temple and inform Cheng Zheng, but stopped. Why is this letter sent to her instead of being sent directly to His Majesty?
Most of them have articles. Why don’t you tell her about her?
