It’s a bad word.
It’s a bad word.
And a year later, she was found to be a fake princess. That night, she almost died.
The prince threw a slap at the south concubine and said:
“The Princess of Pilgrim bought by the King is a fake! I’m sorry.
It’s the first time the Prince has hit Nan Princess.
After all, she’s so beautiful and delicate and painful.
I am sorry that the south princess rinsed the blood of the horns of his mouth and rose up, and was kneeling, humbled and humbled.
It’s her handshake. Every time he’s upset, she’s a good girl, and she’s always good.
But today’s situation is different. She was exposed as a fake princess.
Uncovering her is a new porosity.
I.
At tonight’s banquet, he saw the Nan Princess next to the Prince and recognized that she was not the Princess Huayang who had come from Pilgrim a year earlier.
In order to show his new master’s loyalty, he told the Prince.
The Prince, who did not believe it, called upon the Pilgrims captured from the battlefield to identify them.
Several said that it was not Princess Huayang Zhao Zhao Zhao Zhao Zhao Zhao Zhao Zhao Zheng.
The prince turned his head and said: “Is it true what they say?” I’m sorry.
Nan Pyo can’t deny it, bow his head.
The Prince was mistaken, then angry.
He started to untangle his oxen.
He’s blinding, as if he didn’t understand what he was doing to her.
And I understand.
His Majesty was strong in nature and severe in his treatment, and some of the soldiers turned against him, and he was beaten alive with a whip.
This year, she was unaware of his cold side only because of his tenderness to the south.
He folded his belt in his hand and asked her again: “Are you the Princess of Pilgrim? I’m sorry.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
The belts in the hands of the Prince were drawn down with the sound of a broken air.
He was punching her in the face, and somehow missed her. He hung her hair on his belt and crossed her ear.
Cow-skin material, which is very hard, and has the size of a pigeon’s egg on it.
The south concubine was blindfolded, reached out and touched his ear with red blood.
She didn’t wait for her to say anything, but his belt was drawn a second time. And then three, four, five…
He called everyone.
Let those loyalists of the Pilgrims see with their own eyes what will happen if they lie to him about His Majesty.
The south concubine is on the ground, covering his head. The belt fell on her and made a blunt sound. It’s amazing that she doesn’t say anything, she doesn’t cry pain, she doesn’t ask forgiveness. She’s always got all sorts of eyes, and she’s the one who can take advantage of it.
His Majesty stopped until her clothes were red.
“Put this slave in the stables. He called her a slave. In our Hera’s eyes, slaves are like animals. It is a great shame that the Pilgrims gave us slaves as princesses.
Several guards came up and dragged the south concubine.
The Prince pointed his belt at one of the Pilgrim clans and scared him straight back.
“Go back to Kung-kyung and tell your Emperor that four hundred thousand taels of silver will be sent to Hera in twenty days. In fact, Hera’s Iron Ride will be flattened! I’m sorry.
When everyone leaves, the Prince calls me.
“Kitch, why didn’t she just beg for mercy? I’m sorry.
I don’t understand either. If she screams and begs for mercy, the Prince will never make it.
He quenched his eyebrow with exhaustion: “Go to the stables and watch her.” I’m sorry.
“Yes, my lord.”
After all these years, I know his mind better.
He made me look at her and he made me make sure that no one died.
I called a doctor. I went to the stables to take medicine for the South Princess.
The south concubine was skinless, weak, suffering from severe pain, and he said to me, “Thank you, sister.” I’m sorry.
II.
I remember the first time I saw her.
A year ago, when the Prince was short of silver, he led the South.
Lord Hera, the favorite is silver.
Silver can buy food cloths from the Han people, sweat BMWs from the Kala and swords and crossbows from the Huda.
Tens of thousands of us, the Hera people, have gone all the way to Yin Yuen and to the capital city of Kyokyu.
The Pilgrimists demanded peace, and the Prince said that if Hera was to withdraw, the Pilgrim would have to pay 400,000 taels of silver.
How about a three-year truce with Hera?
The Prince thought of a moment in his account. Agreed.
He stressed, inter alia, that “it must be the daughter of the Emperor of the Pilgrim. I’m sorry.
In the Prince’s heart, the daughter of the Emperor deserves 200,000 silver.
The Princess and Silver were sent to the Pilgrim.
I remember deeply that the silver of the white flowers of dozens of cars was not as beautiful as that princess.
She came down from the wagon, dressed in pink court clothes, and was so beautiful as a sauna on the grassland.
I don’t know how to describe her beauty, but I stole from the King, and I can see in his eyes that he thinks 200,000 taels of silver and three years of truce for this woman.
“If you promise not to go to war for three years, then I will be your woman.” I’m sorry.
In front of the Pilgrims and the Hera, the prince pulled her hand: “Well, then be your king’s woman.” I’m sorry.
III.
The Prince has few women, and he thinks it’s better to pay for her.
We’ll get the soldiers, then we’ll get the money.
After the arrival of Princess Huayang, the Prince did not make her a princess, but only named her a princess, meaning that she had been bought from the south.
Zhao doesn’t care about such a slack.
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She is weak and unbelievably obscurant, humble and understanding, and has served the Prince well.
In front of us, she doesn’t do princesses. She’s always good.
All of us, like her.
It was only then that we didn’t even think about how a true golden leaf, the daughter of the Emperor of the Ping Dynasty, could have been so noble and be gracious to his enemies.
It’s only now that I understand that she’s a palace girl. He is a slave to his master.
And I said to her, “Thank you, but you have the best of your own. I’m sorry.
She’s tired of closing her eyes, and this is the first time I’ve seen her showing fatigue. She was always glowing and dedicated.
She whispered: “O sister, I have come only for three years. I’m sorry.
IV.
I sent her words to the Prince. The Prince said, “If the silver of the peace cannot be delivered in 20 days, I will make the head of the false princess a wine pot for the Emperor and the truce will be annulled. I’m sorry.
I think it’s the worst thing that’s ever happened to you if you’re made into a bottle of wine.
Peace must prevail.
Twenty days later, the silver of the Pilgrim didn’t arrive.
The Prince was so angry that he decided to break the pact and use his army against the Pilgrim.
I went to the stables that day to feed the South Princess. She is not in a very good condition, and the wounds are very slow to heal, and she still lives in a bad environment like the stables, which is too difficult.
She ate a few bites and couldn’t eat. She suddenly asked me, “Is it true that the King is fighting against the Pilgrim again?” I’m sorry.
Smart woman, I thought. She knows the Prince well.
I said, “Well. I’m sorry.
In this moment, the light in her eyes faded.
It’s like a flower in the middle of a sudden frost.
I didn’t see her so desperate when she was exposed and beaten up.
That night she disappeared from the stable. We thought she was running away, looking for her, and found her in the Prince’s study.
She kneeled before him: “You promised me that you would not fight in the Pilgrim for three years. I’m sorry.
“The King has promised to Princess Huayang, not to you. I’m sorry.
She asked, “Is it worth nothing in the eyes of the Prince if he is not a princess? I’m sorry.
The Prince thought, “The King doesn’t care who you are. You’re a liar. I’m sorry.
She was silent and stood up: “If I die, can the prince calm down?” I’m sorry.
For a moment, the Prince probably didn’t think that there was always such a nice little girl as a cat, and there were times when she was a naughty girl.
“Living, your life is worthless.” I’m sorry.
V.
After Nan Pyo returned to the stable, she started a hunger strike.
At first, I didn’t think she was just a child.
I told the Prince about her hunger strike, and he was too busy preparing his troops and he didn’t care about it.
I didn’t realize until she didn’t eat for three days.
I asked her, “Do you really want to die?” I’m sorry.
She opened her eyes and said, “Do you want to know my story? I’m sorry.
I was the king’s maid in my early years and he was there when he was young. She is a princess of the Ping Dynasty, or a princess who was once a princess and a princess of the Royal Highness. But she always called me “sister”.
How can a girl like that not hurt?
And I sat down and delivered to her a bowl of sheep’s milk: “Have a drink before telling your story. I’m sorry.
She hesitated, picked up the goat’s milk, slowly strangling.
“I came to the palace at 13, to serve Princess Huayang. According to the laws of the court, by the age of 18, you can marry from the palace. I’m sorry.
When it comes to the words “to marry” , her dark eyes sparkle.
“I have a young boy who plays games with us when he’s young, he’s a father, I’m a mother, our cat is a baby. Before I went to the palace, he swore to wait for me to get out of the palace. I’m sorry.
“Of course, I swear to God, he will not marry this life. I’m sorry.
And she smiled, and she dazzled.
“A year ago, I’d be 18 and three months away. I even sewed myself. But all of a sudden, you Hera hit outside the city. You asked for a lot of money, and the Emperor searched the city’s silver, not enough for 400,000 taels. The Minister then proposed to use the princess for silver and, more importantly, to exchange her for three years. But only one princess was born to the Emperor. How can he leave it to you? They asked me to take the place of the princess. They said that in three years, it would take more than three years for the Pilgrims to raise their strength against the Hera invasion. I’m sorry.
Her voice is as calm as water, as if she were telling the stories of others.
I thought, “If I’d been happy for three years, wouldn’t it be a loss? So I came instead of Princess Huayang. We burned that wedding dress before we left, and it was him who died. I’m sorry.
She didn’t go on, staring.
And I finally figured out why she went on a hunger strike.
She didn’t intentionally earn the mercy of the Prince, nor did she die. She simply didn’t want to live, sacrificed her whole life for happiness and failed to get three years of peace. It was only a year later that the Prince had to tear up his covenant and use his military force against the Pilgrim.
She did everything, but she lost everything, and it was worthless.
We said, ‘This is not your fault. Do not punish yourself thus.’ I’m sorry.
And suddenly she looked up and looked at me: “The prince will not enter the prison.” And the guard of the righteous, General Shenzhen, who is like a god, awaits death. I’m sorry.
I’m sorry. It’s the first time she’s ever said that. In the year of Hera, no matter how much humiliation and humiliation she was subjected to, she never revealed her hatred of the Hera. She was like a gentle and tolerant water, and those who were as cold as the Lord were melted.
Underwater, it’s actually a dark current.
VI.
I finally convinced her to eat. I’m just saying that, in any case, you have to live to see the Prince defeated by General Shenzhen.
If she thinks something, “Sister, you’re right. It’s only possible to live. I’m sorry.
I told her so, but I knew in my heart that what she expected would not happen. We Hera won’t lose anyone.
The Prince went to the stables to pick out the horses himself before he went out. He stayed in the stables for a long time, as if he couldn’t decide which BMW to pick. In fact, the Prince is not so indecisive. He may just want to stay in the stable for a while and be closer to her.
The south princess leaned on the grass, drowsing and drowsy until the king took the horse away, and she did not look at him.
The Prince complained to me, “It’s not easy for the cat to be angry. I’m sorry.
In his knowledge, Nanjo is only a pet. She made a mistake, and he beat her and shut her down, but he would still touch her head and put her back in his arms as long as she would sell it to him.
But he doesn’t know that the cat’s heart is full of hate.
One month later, as I had expected, there was a tip-off: the King had broken Yixiang and killed 100,000 Pilgrim soldiers.
However, this time the Prince did not take advantage of the fact that the Shenzhen resistance was too tenacious and that the Hera soldiers had suffered so much that they needed to return for rest.
The Prince hurried with gold and silver, food and women looted from the Pilgrim. The Hera sang and danced all night on the prairie to celebrate the heroic and great patriarchy.
At the celebration party, the Prince drank three gallons of wine and said, “Let the South Princess dance.” I’m sorry.
The South Princess dances beautifully, with a soft, boneless waist and a moving gesture, and has, over the past year, been pleased with the Prince and his men at many banquets.
Now remember, every time she dances like that, she’s in a dark mood.
This month, the Prince returned with his body. She was washed clean and put back on a pink dress in the court of the plains, like a saloon.
She danced by the bonfire, beautiful as a fairy, but I couldn’t bear to see it. She wanted the Prince to lose, but now she danced for his victory.
The Prince holds a bowl of wine, admires the beauty dance and smiles at the corner of his mouth.
And I feel a bit cruel in that smile.
Nan Pyo danced, and everybody said hello. “The king has a gift for you. I’m sorry.
The South Princess bowed and said, “Thank you, Lord.” I’m sorry.
She’s tired.
The guards took the tray to the south concubine. There was a box of squares on the tray, and the South Princess picked up the box, opened the lid, looked at what was in the box, screamed and threw it away.
Something’s coming out of the box. It’s a young man’s head. He’s a mess.
He shivered so hard and looked as white as snow.
The Prince took a sip of wine: “What is the matter, the head of Shen-Jing, and the Princess does not like?” I’m sorry.
Ah, this is how I know that General Shen Jing, who is a soldier like God in the mouth of the South, was taken first by our Lord.
How did you feel?
After a moment of tremors, she finally calmed down and said, “Do not make such a joke with a concubine, which girl’s house likes head? I’m sorry.
There was a sense of fear, a sense of blame, a little bit of tenderness, but no bitterness.
Prince Haha laughs: “It’s me, Tang, the king’s fault, the king’s fault!” Somebody, get this head off me and feed it to the dog. I’m sorry.
“Hold on, hold on. “Let’s go back to the peace.” The concubine heard that the Shen family is a large family and that he has the means to trade silver with the Shen family. I’m sorry.
The Prince smiled even more: “It’s still the love of the king who needs it.” All right, let’s do what she says, and let’s give the Shen family a hundred thousand taels of silver in exchange for Shenzhen’s head. I’m sorry.
The feast continues. The south princess sat next to the prince, and he held her tight and loved the treasure he had recovered.
The fake princess, finally.
VII.
The moon fell, the feast was over, the soldiers were satisfied with their share of the spoils of war, and the prince took Nan-hyeun to the account.
Everyone’s happy.
In the middle of the night there was an accident.
The accident occurred in the Prince’s account. The Prince has been assassinated. The assassin is no one else.
I broke into Wang’s account with the soldiers, and I saw him in his clothes, with a hairlide in his abdomen and blood coming from his fingers. The south concubines are in the horns, with blood on their hands, with sharp eyes on them, like a vicious little wildcat.
“Who lets you in? Get out! I’m sorry.
We hesitated to quit. The King’s injuries should be fine for him, but I’m worried about the little wildcat, who won’t survive tonight.
No, you’re not.
I’m standing outside, listening to the conversation.
“Are you crazy? You know what you’re doing? I’m sorry.
He said, “You kill Shen Jing, I will kill you.” I’m sorry.
The Prince said, “It seems that the King is right about what he heard, and you have something to do with him. I’m sorry.
South Pyodo: “Yes, yes, he is my beloved. I would have married him if it weren’t for you. I’m sorry.
I was appalled that she was the lover of her vows.
She waited years to be his bride and had to burn her wedding dress for three years of peace. I think that every night at Hera she must have been looking forward to the day when the Shela were defeated and taken home.
Unfortunately, that’s not what I wanted.
Then the Lord did not say anything. I heard nothing but a scream in the hysteria of the South, “Do not touch me! Get away from me, you beast!”
I can’t stand to hear it anymore.
VIII.
The next day, the Prince went out on horseback as if nothing had happened last night.
The time when the south concubine did everything he could to his abdomen, it was as itchy as he had been through the sand.
I went into the king’s account and saw the South Princess lying in a wool blanket, all blue and weak. I covered her with a blanket, fed her a sip, and she woke up.
And when I opened my eyes, the tears were pouring down.
That day she cried in my arms for a long time, first in silence and then in tears, until her heart was broken. The pain between man and man is not the same. I can’t imagine how much of her pain can be felt. I can only touch her long hair, so softly: “Well, it’s okay, it will pass.” I’m sorry.
I’m not faking her. I really believe she’ll make it, and that’s all. The Prince didn’t kill her. She’s alive.
As I expected, the wind is calming down.
After this, Nan Fook behaved a lot. The Prince has not pursued her any further, and he still treats her like a princess. And even when we asked how to deal with the head of Shenzhen, the Prince said, “Return to the Pilgrim and exchange silver with the Shen family.” I’m sorry.
The Prince is indeed the Prince, there is nothing to be done with the silver.
Indeed, under his years of hard work, Hera, who had been poor and poor, was growing stronger and richer.
In the fall, Nam-hye became pregnant.
The Prince was pleased to hold her hand and said, “If you have a prince, the king will make you a princess. Even if the true Princess of the Pilgrim comes, he will be your concubine. I’m sorry.
Nan-hyun stopped for a moment, even for Shane.
She has accepted the reality. The Prince is always going to level the dynasty and steal more silver from the dynasty. If Ping Dynasty can’t hand over the silver, the princess will be handed over. Next time you must be a real princess. Your Highness is not that good.
His Majesty is not a woman. He thinks it’s expensive to raise a woman. But unlike the princess, the main way to come and be his pet is to crush the dignity of the Pilgrim to the ground and to strike down the morale of the Pilgrim.
By the way, the situation is more favourable for the South Princess. She’s not a real princess, but she’s an advantage. Since the prince she was born of did not have the blood of the Zhao clan, she grew up with Hera and trampled on the Zhao River Mountain without any burden on her heart.
Nan Fung is smart and very fond of a child who used to love beef and goat milk, and who now enjoys everything for the sake of the child.
When the Prince tried to make love to her, she pushed him away with shame: “Beware of the child. I’m sorry.
I laughed at her behind her back: “You shall not let the prince touch it. Beware that he will find another woman.” I’m sorry.
She’s sewn the children’s clothes carefully, as she says: “How come the prince is not like that? I’m sorry.
Whether she’s right or wrong or wrong, I know that the entire Hera, the Prince, will never find a woman as beautiful as her.
I just don’t know if the real Princess Huayang Zhao Zhao Zhao is more beautiful, more moving and more good.
IX.
Early in the summer, the grass flies. Nan Pyo is coming in.
Not enough months, hard to deliver.
The Prince practiced in the hunting grounds 100 miles away. He heard the South Princess had given birth and came back at night with whips.
He walked into the books and was scared by the blood of his eyes. On the bed, on the floor, all blood. The people on the bed are dying, like a fish whose tails are dehydrated.
He held her hand tight and pretended to say, “Cho, hold on. I’m sorry.
He called her Zhao Zhao Zheng, the Princess of Ping Dynasty, Zhaoyang.
“My Lord…” She’s moving her lips.
“I’m here. I’m sorry.
“The Prince promised me one thing, and I could hold on. I’m sorry.
“You say. I’m sorry.
“Please keep your promise and refrain from using the Pyong Dynasty for three years. I’m sorry.
The Prince did not answer.
No matter how much he likes Nam-hye and her children, he won’t be out of his mind.
The South Princess bites her teeth and has endured a great pain, crying, “Ping Dynasty, and my parents, too. I don’t want my children’s father to hurt them…”
His Majesty’s color has changed. He’s got a soft spot.
Many years ago, the Krauts invaded Hera and took Hera’s cattle, sheep, treasures, women, and almost all the royal family were slaughtered.
Won-hyun was only 10 years old, hiding in a bucket of sheep’s milk.
From then on, he vowed to make Hera strong. Gather all the wealth in the world and reign over Hera’s steppe.
After all these years, he has firmly kept this oath. He aimed his eyes at the rich and weak plains, from which he seized wealth.
But he never thought how many ordinary people had suffered as a result.
Hera is in prison everywhere. Men were killed, women were humiliated, chickens, goats, food and silver were taken away. It’s a place where the Hera iron rides.
His Majesty doesn’t care. He rides a tall horse and looks forward. The people under his feet are like ants, not worthy of his recollection.
Now, for the woman who gave birth to him, it is said that her parents and her family are also in Pilgrim.
The Prince did not think too long, and made a promise soon: “Well, the King has promised you that he will abide by your covenant and will not fight the King for three years. Your job is to give birth. I’m sorry.
“Thank you, Your Majesty. I’m sorry.
In fact, the Prince is clear: two years after the last alliance in the capital city, there is only one year left for the three-year truce provided for in the Covenant. A year, the Prince can afford to wait.
At dawn, she gave birth to a little prince.
X.
I’ve never seen him so happy after all these years. He was so angry, but this time he wrote it all over his face. I think it’s because he’s finally got another full home, half of his life, where he comes from.
He himself baptized the prince and gave him the name Yuen Long.
The Prince’s mother, Nam, has also been officially declared Princess.
In order to bless the Prince, the Prince even released a group of prisoners from the Pilgrim.
Ah, no, now to call her a princess, ask the Prince if she can be helped by the captives to send a letter to her family, and she wants to report the news to her family.
The Prince agrees.
The Princess carefully prepared a package with a letter of family and a little prince’s belly.
I presented the package to the Prince, who opened it and found nothing. It’s just that her family’s letter was a little strange, that she didn’t tell her family about her thoughts, that there were only a few lines:
Bae-chul seals, a little cold, a little smooth. Dreams of old family, Spring and Shine, had a birthday makeup. It’s my fault, my soul. Too late, spring wind, Don to shame.
I don’t get it.
The Prince gave me the package and said, “Take her home.” I’m sorry.
I was about to leave, and the Prince called me, “Send her family some more silver to help. I’m sorry.
The Prince had not investigated her family’s life carefully, and he simply felt unconscious that she was a palace girl and that her family should be in a bad place.
I asked, “How many? I’m sorry.
The Prince thought, “A hundred taels. Forget it… 500 taels. I’m sorry.
Aigoo, the Prince didn’t take a cent off the table.
“What are you laughing at?” I’m sorry.
I said, “I thank the prince for the princess.” I’m sorry.
The Crown waved to let me down.
XI.
In the first year of the young prince’s life, the wind was smooth, safe and happy.
The Prince doesn’t like to go out with his wife and children all day long. The young prince is smart, he looks like a prince.
The princess is light. The father and the son had a good time, and she read the books and looked at them from time to time, looking at them in peace and without sorrow.
I can’t see through her.
Every month, she brought a package to her mother’s family, which consisted of the little prince’s clothes, except for the book. The Prince will secretly let me change a large package, filled with gold and silver.
It’s true that now it’s too expensive to raise a woman.
Your Highness is happy.
A year of light and white.
The Armistice Pact is three years old, and Hera needs money.
It is well understood that the Crown may wage war at any time.
But when exactly, we don’t know, it’s confidential. The greatest advantage of the Hera cavalry is speed, ghosthood, surprise, and insinuation.
It’s probably on the savannah tonight, and tomorrow it’s at the plains.
On the day the young prince reached his age, the Hera people set fire to the bonfire, celebrated all night, singing and dancing around the princes, the princesses and the young princes, giving them the highest respect.
The prince is holding his wife and children, and he is happy.
Who’s jealous of a happy family like this?
And just before dawn, the Prince decreed to march towards the Ping Dynasty!
Hera warriors laid down their winepots and took a knife, rode on horses and stood by near the king’s account.
The prince left in a hurry, and the princess chased out the king’s bill and shouted “the prince”. When he looked at her, he turned on his horse and turned away.
She stood by the extinguished bonfire, and the morning wind blew up her white dress, as if she were a runaway dandelion.
I put on a garter for her. She grabbed my hand: “Sister, go with the Prince, you take care of him, I am relieved.” I’m sorry.
He used to take me with him when he was out of the army.
I said, “Okay, look after yourself at home. We’ll be back soon. I’m sorry.
“Sister, if you reach Yihian, send me a message. I’m sorry.
I didn’t ask why, so I said yes. “Sister, do you know my name? I’m sorry.
The sun shines on her face as a fair fairy in heaven.
My name is Han Qingqing. I’m sorry.
Han Qingxing, she had such a nice name. We used to think her name was Zhao Zhao Zhao Zhao Zhao Zhao, and no one asked her her real name.
It doesn’t matter whose name she is.
XII.
Unfortunately, our marches were not going well.
The war began at the end of the border. The Pilgrims seem to have anticipated our arrival and prepared themselves for it. We have paid a great price for each of the battles, and the Pilgrims have been able to clear their land and have preferred to burn down their property and food to us.
Without the anticipated full capacity, the Hira will not retreat easily. This time, the Prince also took a strong vow to fight to the capital and reap the wealth and princess there.
The King’s Iron Horse slowly advanced southwards, hitting Yujiang until the last time the Prince killed Shen Sheng.
This time it was a young general, Qing Su Wen, who looked like a seedling from the flower house of Zhongkyung and had not been blown by a storm.
He pointed his rifle at His Majesty and said, “You give back my sister! Otherwise, you will not go back alive.”
“Who are you? Who’s your sister?”
“I’m Han, my sister’s name is Han Qingqing!” I’m sorry.
“Han’s Wind? “Who took the boy’s sister?” I’m sorry.
Everybody laugh. Over the years, the Hera took away countless women from the Pilgrims, some of whom were tortured to death, some of whom became slaves and some of whom were wives and concubines, and both the children born of Hera became members of Hera. Pilgrim, the place where they will never return.
Nobody cares who they are.
Should I tell the Prince who took Han Qingyu?
I remember the first time the princess asked me to bring the package to her family, and I asked her where she was. She said with all due respect that she had a brother there.
I asked her, “Will you bring him to Hera?” I’m sorry.
“No, a naughty little boy, he’s here. She downplayed it.
It was unexpected that she had taken the “sweety boy” from her mouth and became a general guarding Yushu Guan and an enemy of Hera.
Not to mention, this young, impulsive young man, who seems to be a very good fighter.
He is a man of good command, a man of conspiracies, a leader, and a man of great fortune. He led the soldiers in their fight, repulsing the Hira.
The Prince was in deep pain, and he was sent back from Hera, vowing to level the gap and kill him.
With the increase in the number of Hira troops and the reduction of the forces of Yihsiun, the wind is becoming increasingly unsustainable.
The victory will be over. The Koreans are afraid that they will be able to do the same.
I hesitated for a long time. Should I tell the princess who she really is or should I tell the princess about the battle? Who am I supposed to favour?
Both of them, I love them so much.
I imagine what would happen to him if he cut off Han’s head and gave it as a gift to the Princess?
She’ll hate him, alive and alive.
It’s not going to make him feel better.
I did not hesitate, but I sent a letter to the Princess: “Your Highness, Yujian will be broken, and ask your brother to surrender as soon as possible, and ask the Prince to keep him alive.” I’m sorry.
XIII.
It’s night, windy.
Hera is ready to launch a new offensive in the evening.
At that time, soldiers came in in haste and delivered a letter to the Prince. His Majesty has changed his face.
He’s walking around in his accounts and he’s restless. I couldn’t help but ask him, “My lord, what happened? I’m sorry.
He looked down on me as if the next words were hard to say.
“Kenzie Princess and Prince, missing. I’m sorry.
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“It is not known yet. Maybe he was kidnapped by the Krauts, the dogs, while the king was gone, he had to skin them! I’m sorry.
“What now?”
“Kiki, let’s go back to Hera. I’m sorry.
At the critical time of the war, the Prince was out of line and was no different. He held the Lieutenant-General firm and surrounded Yihian, so that he did not attack until he came back and determined to move.
In the night, the prince took me and a few of his friends and left the country quietly.
On the way, the Prince kept his foot and foot on his feet, barely eating or drinking or sleeping.
Five days and nights and finally back to the Hera King.
The account of the king has been in a mess, and the whereabouts of the Princess and the Prince have not been found for many days.
The hound brought back by the Prince was familiar with the smell of the Princess, and by it guided us to the edge of the cliff 100 miles away.
The hound barks at the cliff, and the Prince’s face becomes paleer.
I have a bad feeling about this.
The Prince said, “Bring me a rope, and the King will go down and look.” I’m sorry.
The Prince was advised not to go down personally. The cliff was too deep and dangerous. The Prince ignored us, tied the rope between his waist and stepped on the cliff wall.
We hold the rope up there and wait.
After a long time, beneath the cliff, the king’s cry torn his heart apart…
XIV.
I’m guilty.
I shouldn’t have told the princess about the mess.
I thought she’d persuade her brother to surrender and beg for mercy.
I can’t believe she jumped off a cliff with the little prince.
And a woman as soft as a silk weed, so strong in bones.
She did not want to see his brother surrender, nor could she accept that he might be decapitated. So they chose the way of their rejection, and destroyed themselves, and destroyed His Lordship.
And Pilgrim, survived.
The Prince’s spirit was so disturbed that he could no longer return to Yiyu’s command. The Hira soldiers of Yushin, who had no leader, were distraught, and the Koreans took advantage of the fighting to break the Hera army.
The 50,000 cavalry soldiers who had left at the time were only thousands who had fled.
The Korean wind followed the Hera all the way, forcing the Hera to abandon the rich southern grass and move north.
On the last match between the two armies, the Han wind demanded that the Prince hand over the Korean Qinghui.
The Prince knows who Han Qingcheng is. He laughed: “How about a copper plate for your sister’s body?” I’m sorry.
Later, during the cleaning of the princess ‘ s remains, I found her suicide note, scribbling and scribbling, which should have been written in the midst of extreme disorder.
“Silence is for peace, and the concubine is free.” Concubine to the enemy, I’m on the border. Long died in the sand, and his concubine lived alone… and did not want my son to destroy my country. Only one death, my sin…”
Below is a half-word:
“The anger and the peace of mind have come to be forsaken. It’s always cold to know. The shades were meant to be, and now the heart is resting. ♪ Little bridge night, twirling with the moon ♪
Later on, I learned more about Korea’s independence and put together her true side based on my own memories and assumptions.
The year she replaced Princess Huayang and her family, Shen Qiang went far away.
She’s at war with the enemy.
She had children for King Hera, but she had never been with him.
Every time she delivers a package to her family, she sews secret information about Hera into the clothes of the little prince, so that the Pilgrims are prepared for Hera in advance, which makes the fight extremely difficult.
Actually, she doesn’t have a home, and her brother Han is her only relative.
In exchange for three years, she gave her life to the princess and her family. Because the Emperor told her with full confidence that in only three years, he would be able to raise good soldiers against the Hera.
As soon as the Hera left, the Pilgrims sang and danced. She watched over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again and over and over and over again.
Her life, no more.
She’s done everything she can. She can’t do anything else. She looks at her son, this prince named Yuen Long. He will grow up with the Hera cavalry and trample upon her native country.
She couldn’t bear it. She had to take him with her.
How deeply she loved her country and how cruel she was to her husband and son.
And she was faithful and filial, but she was inexorable.
XV.
Han died two years later. The hero of the Pilgrimage against Hera, who was not killed in battle, was killed by the Pilgrimages and died in prison.
When he dies, there will be no good in Pilgrim.
Two more years later, the Hera army broke through Yihsiong and hit under the city of Kung.
In return, he offered peace and peace in exchange for $1 million in silver.
It’s a million taels at a time.
But not today.
He still loves silver, but he loves this rich mountain of gold and silver.
He cut off his men and killed him in Chiyom. Two hundred members of the Zhao royal family were captured and destroyed.
Princess Hua Yang was sent to the Prince.
I was disappointed when I met the real people. Looks flat, mundane, cowardice. The Prince asked her, but she only knew how to cry.
I think Pilgrim are lucky. Fortunately, they were sent by Han Qingqing, otherwise the Prince would not have been so disturbed and the destruction of the Pilgrim would have come earlier.
“Don’t cry. I’m sorry.
The word Zhao Zhao Zhao Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi He hasn’t called for a long time, but he’s the only one who knows how to remember.
One time, I heard him screaming in his sleep: Zhao Yi! I’m sorry.
Han Qing has never mentioned the name, and in his heart the woman is Zhao Zhao Zheng. It doesn’t matter who she is to him.
He didn’t really care about her before she died. Her name, her family, her quest, her attachment, her loss, her despair, and he has never been in his heart.
Only when she died and jumped off the cliff with her children would he really remember this woman.
XVI.
I asked Princess Huayang, is Han Qingyu really just a palace girl?
Zhao Zhou Zheng said that the Qing Dynasty had come from the Han family in Ziaozhou.
I’m surprised. Han’s family?
Today, the young generation of the Hira people are less familiar with the Korean family in Jaizhou. But many years ago, the Han family in Zhongzhou was Hera’s nightmare. Over a period of 15 years, the Prime Minister has erected a copper wall that holds the Hera from the border. That’s what I heard when I was a kid.
It was only later that Won-hyun became the King of Hera that he broke the Korean family’s undefeated myth.
When the last General of the Han family died at the hands of the Hira people, the family disappeared and Hechkoung died in the sand of history.
That year, the 13-year-old orphan daughter of the Korean family was admitted to the palace and served by Princess Huayang.
Five years later, she replaced the princess and the relative. Her young fiancé, Shen Jianxiang, left Xiong in outrage and went to guard Yuxiang. Some have expressed their outrage at the sad fate of men and women and have made a first word that has been widely disseminated in Kyoyo. The lines in Han’s first letter to his family, which she wrote in her suicide note, are the top words.
Bae-chul seals, a little cold, a little smooth. Dreams of old family, Spring and Shine, had a birthday makeup. It’s my fault, my soul. Too late, spring wind, Don to shame.
It’s a slant character. And the soul that is angry and silent, it has come to abate. It’s always cold to know. The shades were meant to be, and now the heart is resting. Little bridge night, tired and tired.
With this initial phrase, she reminds her brother and herself not to forget the hatred of her enemies, but not to replace him with a soft hand, to avenge Shenzhen and to put an end to the hatred of Han.
“The anger and the peace of mind have come to be forsaken. I remember this sentence in the words. Shen Zheng, Han Qing Qing Zheng Zheng Zheng Zing
That woman’s name is just like her. It’s beautiful. It’s sad.
XVII.
Throughout the story, the biggest mistake of our Hera people was not to expect that the Han family of Jaizhou would survive. We’ve been too careless, too contemptible.
Except for pretending to be a princess, she never lied to us. She’s got a lot of real details about herself, and we don’t get back.
If the Prince had taken her family’s life seriously, he would have killed her immediately and would not have let her have children for her, let alone removed her from her mind and exposed her soft and fragile.
For, no matter how many peaceful women the Hera conquered, they would never conquer the Korean women of Jaizhou. Her grandfather, parents, brothers and sisters died in the war against Hera, and her blood sheds hatred that eternal life cannot wash away.
This time, the Prince did not return to the prairie with silver and princesses. He’s staying in Kung-kyung, building the Emperor.
Princess Zhao Zhao was the true silk herbs, weeping to climb the new Lord, quickly gaining love and being crowned as a concubine, and continued to enjoy the glory.
I also got a seal as a follower for years.
With the exception of Zhao Zheng and me, there are not many women in the harem, and the prince has been a king since he became an emperor and has felt that he is too expensive to raise.
His throne has been vacant.
Then one year later, Princess Huayang gave birth to a boy named Yuen Long. On that day, he took his child and showed a long smile, and said to Princess Huayang, “Look, our little prince has returned.” I’m sorry.
(concluded)
Notes:
The dragons: they were unable to enter, to guard their treasures, and fought with courage and courage, and there was a cloud called “The General, the Lord.”
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
