15. Half-night incense
It’s half a night.
The love of the palace, the hatred of the princess.
(i)
He walked into the cabin and saw the legendary killer who had killed him and been imprisoned in the Golden Jade Bird cage.
He leaned on the roots of the wall, and he was bloodied with blood, which was a little bit more glamorous than the red veil on his head.
“You’re here to castrate. Don’t bother. Just kill me. I’m sorry.
And if only the footsteps were heard, there would be a weak and mute laugh.
The hand with the flower basket, envied by the river, had no place to put it, but had been able to feel the tiles at the bottom of the basket.
In fact, she didn’t come here to castrate or kill him, she came here to “suppose” him.
By order of His Highness, he was turned into a pool of blood.
The guards outside the door had been drawn away, leaving little time for her to do it, but she was staring at the shadow under the moonlight for a long time.
She did not think that he would be so small, as if she had not grown up, even more like a child who had not yet grown up in the name of the first killer.
He is known to have made her jealous and to have been taken to death by accident, and to have been enraged by the fragrance of his body.
But when he was so beautiful, and was so tired of the male, he asked the court to cut off his face and put his veil on him, and put him in a cage of gold, so that he might look and smell.
And this evening, when his birthday was light, he came, and he was raised out of the cage, and he was made to dance in his cage in the presence of the scribes, and he stood still and received hundreds of whippings, and he was made to be angry, and ordered to drag him from the cage to the Chief of Justice to perform castration.
Now, before the time of his arrival, Jiang was envious of having to do it first, except that she hesitated to reach out her hand and the devil lifted the veil.
“Sorry, it’s the first time I’ve ever hurt anyone. I want to remember what you look like.
The sound has stopped, and the river can hardly believe that her eyes are white under the red veil, and that one face, full of blood marks, is the look that she could never have known more.
“The Little Prince”?
She was shocked to see the land of her homeland from which she could only dream for years.
The white-haired body twitched, but told her to think too much, to decide between the heartbeats, to grab a snow rabbit in the basket, to hold a china vial, to bite her teeth and to pour down the bottle.
The rabbit didn’t even struggle, it blinked into a bloodbath and shed tears.
She planted flowers in the palace for many years and was accompanied only by this little rabbit, who was brought out with a basket of flowers to hide his eyes and eyes tonight, but was not expected to allow her to do so.
It took some time for the shadow behind him to look at the envious behavior of the river and say, “Are you my envious girl?” I’m sorry.
The river envies a spirit, with a bottle of china in her hand, as if she had woken up in a dream, shaking her body, covering her face, afraid to look back, and weeping as rain.
“Yes, it’s me, Brother Viet, why did you become this? I’m sorry.
(ii)
Shengxiang, who is envious of his memory, has always been the young man who walks in the streets of the city of Chang Ning, in his clothes and in his clothes.
When he was born in Shin, he was named Shin Xian, but he was the least pleased with the name, was the woman, and was never allowed to scream, and was called only by the town of Yong Ning.
She was brought up as a man until the age of six, after she had listened to Mr. Sun-Tai and called her “Chang” by Shin-hyang. She was both a fellow and the best of his childhood.
But when I was six years old, my daughter recovered, and she became “Aye Girl.”
It’s an easy thing to do, and a few naughty kids in the school hall stop them, and they’re always having fun: “No wonder the little boy turns into a daughter-in-law with a baby doll.
He hated the smell of his body, and when he fought with them and the river was scared to get up on the front, he provoked the unnamed anger and threw her away.
“Don’t touch me, you’re the Jeong girl now, not my brother! I’m sorry.
Since then, Shin-hyang has not touched the river. It was a sensitive age, and two years of gambling.
Until two years later, Jiang Je’s father died unexpectedly, she became a single orphan child, and she no longer followed each other with her eyes and asked him no more to look around for something new and funny, and was sitting alone in the yard.
In his mouth, he looked at the river with his eyes and envious at all times, and he had a hidden fear that soon after, the river had lost its envy and had finally found her at the cemetery.
At that time, the Jiang was crying in front of his father’s grave, carrying a burden in his hand and leaving the city quietly.
She’s only seven or eight years old, crying that she’s lonely, that she’ll die with her family, that she doesn’t want to stay in Vietnam anymore, that she doesn’t want to kill her most caring son…
It was only then that he knew that she had no intention of deceiving him, but that he had listened to Mr. Jiang’s words and tried to save his life by another means, but it was neither the will nor the coincidence of God that he could escape.
In the cemetery, Shinsang was bitter and heartbroken and finally stood up.
“Who said you’d kill me? I’m sorry.
“Small, little man.” I’m sorry.
He was like a fire burning in his chest, before he took a big leap: “Listen, from this day on, you will be my envious girl, my daughter-in-law. I will fight anyone who dares to laugh at you, but I will not be able to take it.” I’m sorry.
She was scared, she grabbed her burden and ran away, but he stopped her, and he carried her back: “Go, I will take you home, and you will not go anywhere. I will not leave you behind. You will be my daughter-in-law.” I’m sorry.
She struggled on his back for half a day, and eventually buried in his neck, weeping and crying, and the wind ran over their hairs, and the scent surrounded her all the way back, with two overlapping shadows stretching long beneath the month.
The night was beautiful as a dream, in the eyes and in the heart, and it was for years to remember.
Unfortunately, the dream is always easy to wake up, and Shenxiang doesn’t care about the enviable life of the river, but the family cares. In an ordinary evening, the envious is sent away and left Yongning City with a flowering mother-in-law.
When Shinxiang returned from the courtyard and had been subjected to electric shocks, he almost went mad for half a year, but he could never find his daughter-in-law. He was not sick, and his dreams were filled with tears and tears.
The wind and the homeland have been torn apart, and the fate of the two children is different, but God does not seem to have the intention to turn his back, and the nightmare is far from stopping.
There was no place to go and no place to go.
Listening to the white-blooded past, the river is envious in the dark of the palace, weeping.
The two shadows of the month were still long, and this time she carried him on her back, like when she was young, and her heart beats to each other.
“I was the only one who escaped from the city after the break-up and met a strange group of people who went into a strange building and said that I was a rare and indiscreet martial arts genius who wanted to make me the sharpest sword. I’m sorry.
“If you want to hurt someone, you’ll have to go through a thousand hammers, and they’ll do whatever they can, even with their own medicine, to stop my bones from growing and make me feel like I’m in pain. I’m sorry.
Twelve or three-year-olds, who could never grow up again, were left behind forever and became a white-headed monster with only killing and blood in their lives, without light.
“You still recognize me, so I don’t even know myself. I’m sorry.
“No, no, you haven’t changed, you’ll always be my brother-in-law, and I’ve been looking forward to you for years and years, never to be separated from you…”
“What a silly girl. “I feel like I’m home again.” I’m sorry.
(iii)
There is a hot spring in the mountains behind the palace, which the river unearths when it is envious to harvest flowers, and which is of great benefit to the body.
The river hid Shen-hyang in her house, brought the spring, poured him into a barrel, cleaned him of blood and covered his wounds.
She’s been chewing on her teeth for a long time.
It’s true that the river was envious, with medicine on it and tears on it, and the more Shinshin looked at her, the longer it was, the longer it was, the more her tears were wiped out and the noise was a little squeaky: “Don’t cry, I’m fine. I’m sorry.
“I won’t let you suffer any more, when you’re hurt, I’ll marry.” I’m sorry.
And when the candles shiver in the house, the more Shinshin’s body shivers: I’m sorry.
“Wedn’t you always called me daughter-in-law?” Let’s meet again. Let’s get married. I’ll take care of you. I’m sorry.
“No good! “Don’t be silly, I can’t call it a normal man.” I’m sorry.
“How could you marry me? In the speech of the dumb, the face was raised a little bit, and tears were shed from its eyes: “How can I keep you from having a long life?” A broken body like me may not even be a normal person. I’m sorry.
The more Shinshin smiles and caresssssss her cheeks, “You know what? You’re still my envious girl, but I’m not the only one who can be your little brother.
All night long, the river couldn’t sleep without a screen, no matter how much she talked about it, Shinsing wouldn’t let go, she almost stayed up all night.
The next day, when I saw the way the river was envious, I was surprised: “Alas, did you sleep last night?” Why do you look so bad?”
His name was Moshayun, the young bodyguard of the palace, and many of the palace girls who had come to visit the river often said that it was good and that she had promised her to Moshayun, but she remained silent and that Moshayun was unable to do so.
At the time, the noise came into the house, and Shinshin came quietly under the window, looking out through the cracks and looking deep.
Moshaun, with a sword in his waist, long in shape, handsome in his eyes, standing with the river’s envy, is a pair that cannot be matched.
He’s still here to persuade her to accept her feelings: “Ajesty, don’t suffer in the palace. At the end of the year, the M.A. will let a group of women out of the palace. I’ll walk for you. I’ll buy a place. I’ll take care of you for the rest of my life, stay with you, and let no one bully you! I’m sorry.
Throughout her life, the river had said to Xinxiang last night that when she was ringing in her ear again today, she was in a state of tremor, and that the fragrances in the house were tremors, and the moods in the eyes were intoxicated.
“You’re a good man. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
The breeze passed her hair and she looked so thin that Moshaun could not help but hold her in her arms.
Moshayun is an acute child who has been repeatedly rejected and can no longer follow the line: “What is wrong with me?” You gotta give me a reason! Every time you come and go, you say something old, and I can change it, but you won’t tell me what it is.”
“I’ve made a promise. I’m sorry.
For the first time in a positive and positive response to Moshayun, her eyes were clear and she was free of intense emotion, but she was able to find a force as strong as water.
The Mosho cloud stunned half its feet before it shook its head: “No, it can’t be. Who are you promised?” How come I never heard of it? I’m sorry.
“My family, I called him my brother, who had lost his whereabouts before, and with him I had not been able to meet again, and if I could leave the palace, I would have no one but with him, and I will marry him and be with him in his care.” I’m sorry, Brother Mo, but I can’t take anyone else anymore… I’m sorry.
It is clear that it is clear whether it is for Moshaun or for the man in the house.
Moshaun stood in the sun as if he had had an absurd dream, and had to shake his head and walk away: “I don’t believe you must have lied to me, you must have lied to me…”
The river looked far behind him, without saying a word, but with the wind, and the shadows were dragged long and long, with utter sorrow.
Under the window, Shinshin leaned against the wall and sat down a little bit, looking away.
It took him a long time before he fell down, covered his broken face with a sad low murmuring out his lips: “Why is it so stupid, it’s really worth it? I’m sorry.
(iv)
God quickly gave him the answer.
If only the river was envious, but it was the heaven’s pitiful end, and it was not enough to see a man struggle too much in the world to give an unexpected surprise.
The springs of the post-Mountain, without knowing what their effects are, began to heal slowly after several successive insulations of the Shinshin, and eventually even began to recover in incredible ways.
“Is this spring a reaction to the pharmacologicalness of my body, or am I otherwise different?” I’m sorry.
Shinxiang looked at his hands and was shocked and pleased, as was the river’s enviousness, since for the first time they had seen the so-called “decomposition muscles”, and then a period of immersion, more so as to make them look out.
A fragrance of the bouquet’s face and its white hair began to black out, and even the bones were unwittingly changing.
The river’s envious embrace of Shin-hyang almost weeps with joy, and the more Shin-shin’s heart, which was as old as a wood, began to raise hope. He held on to the girl in his arms as if the dark man had seen the light, and was so excited, and so afraid that everything was just a beautiful dream, that when he awakened, he returned to his miserable place of origin.
Blessed is the spring, and the heaven is comforting, and their fate is upon them.
On the night of the day, she came out of a barrel, covered in long robes, with her hair wide open, her feet bare, and came wet to the bed of the river and woke her up.
There is still in the heavens and the earth, and there is a wind, and there is a shadow, as if it were a dream.
When the river opened its eyes, it was only a long shadow bathing in the moon, with silk as a waterfall, a handsome eye, as a heavenly man.
“Alas, I’m back, do I look like you?” I’m sorry.
The spirit of the Toxien Springs, he was transformed, and when he was born, he became a real man.
In the middle of the water, the river blinked with its eyes and could not believe that Shinsing had reached out to her face and had deluded her head and held her lips in the face while she was still groaning.
The curtains were flying, the warm kiss was filled with a beating heart, a low murmuring out of the lips, passing through the long years, passing through the rivers of the motherland, and revolving in the wind of the window.
“Dumb girl, let’s get married. I’m sorry.
That’s it. Dreaming, all night long.
Shen-heung wants to leave the palace with her envious.
The killer’s group has been controlling him with drugs, and now he’s completely detoxified, reborn, and has nothing to tie him up. He just wants to spend the day with his envious girl in the street.
It was not thought that, as they prepared their plans to leave the palace, Moshaun had first discovered the existence of Xenxiang.
It was an ordinary day, when Moshaun came again after a while of silence to look for the river, which was serving in the house of Zhao’s daughter, where she was only in a barrel, and he did not anticipate the sudden appearance of Moshaun.
Moshaun never said a word of hello, broke into the door and said, “I’ve come to see you these days and thought you were looking for an excuse to reject me.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were in the shower, I didn’t mean to…”
But he said, “No, there’s no such thing as an envious skeleton. Who are you?” I’m sorry.
As soon as he turned around, Shin-hyang tried to hide himself, but he had to stretch out his hand and put a roll of coats on the shelf, and the beads were splattered, and he had already fought with Moshoun, who had come to flee, and he was entangled in a small house.
For the envious reasons of the river, Shinxiang did not want to hurt Moshoun, who did so with one heart and with one heart: “Who are you?” Why are you in Jeon’s room? What did you do to Jeun’s? I’m sorry.
As soon as you can, you’ll be able to get out of here, and then you’ll have your arms twisted by the Mosho cloud, and when you see the face, the pupils will shrink, and you’ll be like a soul:
“You, you’re Jealousy’s little brother-in-law? I’m sorry.
(v)
The moon is as cold as water, the drapes are flying, the Shinshin is sitting on a dark bed, and it’s not long since the river’s envious has opened the door, and it’s: “He’s gone…”
“He won’t tell, Brother Moe. A good man. I’m sorry.
As Shinxiang raised her head and looked at him, she was bewildered with the moon and laughed: “I have recognized him as a brother-in-law, and when he left, he said to me, “If we want to leave the palace, he can help. It is only that you will be better for me later, so do not bully me.” I’m sorry.
In the light of his smile, Shinxiang was a bit unexpected, and he was so envious to sit beside him and lamented with his shoulder: “I know what you’re thinking. I owe Brother Moo my life. If there is a future, I’ll pay for it, even if I’m a cow. I’m sorry.
“Not for life. The more Shenxiang opens his mouth, holding on to the enviable hand of the river, and says to her, “I will return this favor, and if he is sent to Moshoun, I will break into the fire, and I owe him my life. I’m sorry.
It’s a good story, and I’ve heard it, and I’ve been so busy with my hands and my lips, “Don’t say that, if we leave the palace, we’ll live the lives of ordinary people. You forget that you’re a killer. I don’t want you to get any more blood. I just want to spend a normal day with you. I’m sorry.
In a soft word, Shin-hyang’s heart is softened, and he can’t stop enviing the river for a long time, and he breathes deep: “Well, you say whatever you want, and I will listen to you for the rest of my life. I’m sorry.
The moon shined through the windows, and they leaned on each other, as if the night was not so cold.
The river whispered: “The day after the palace is set for the 8th of next month, Brother Moo will give me two tokens, and you will follow us as a bodyguard, if only you didn’t make any mistake…”
The more Shinshin holds her hand, and murmurs, “Let’s hope, out of the palace, out of the open sky, we’ll find a place to hide our names, you and me, and we’ll have a home from now on…”
There was a hidden promise in the heart, and the days seemed to have passed faster, but then an accident happened.
Xu became a true husband and wife with Jeon, and the ecstasy that was once on Yoshin’s body faded, and strangely shifted to Jeun.
It was not a blessing. The more Shin Xianxiang refused to be envious, he came up with a method and asked her to go to the spring, and he tried it first, and every time it was finished, it took three or four hours.
They intended to bathe in the sun until the beginning of next month, when they left the palace, but they did not come back until the day when the day was near. One day, at dusk, the river was envious of Zhao’s service.
Shengxiang was trapped in the house and was in a hurry to move back and forth, and he did not know that the river was more envious than he was.
She had been in front of Zhao’s wife, and no one had thought that the young Emperor would come, and that she would come to see her bouquet with her. The time passed, and she became cold and sweaty on her forehead.
The nostrils seemed to smell the fragrances that were coming out of them, and even one of the bouquets began to shake.
The subtle change was in the temple, and it was not until Zhao Qiao realized that he was wrong and waved to envious the river.
The river was so envious that it took a few steps to walk with the flower basket and was horrified by the emperor behind it.
“You wait.”
The smoke was warm inside the house, and her scent seemed to be thicker, and he moved away from the seat, step by step, and suddenly he reached out and held her back, and breathed in:
“It smells good. What’s your name? Turn around and show me. I’m sorry.
(vi)
By the evening, the river had not returned, and Moshaun had come.
“No, no, no, no, no, no, no. I’m sorry.
After hearing the story of Shin, he left the river’s envious yard without risk. Moshaun was unable to stop him and had to take him all the way to the night, avoiding the guards and heading for the back garden.
The sound of the music came from afar, and the more Shin Qian, remember it was in the direction of the Emperor’s feast, and Moshaun noded his head, and he was in a hurry: “That’s what you thought, Your Majesty. I’m sorry.
And when the wall of the palace is turned over, and it is set above the roof, and it is with great sight, it is almost impossible for Shinshin to believe what is before him.
In the middle of the month, there was a big golden bird cage, but the man in the cage today was no longer him, but he was a man of his heart, a man of his untimely envy!
It’s no big deal to think of, but it’s natural for a young emperor to say nothing to the courtesan, and to be seen in front of the public, with a bottle in his hand, to get up drunk and walk towards the golden bird cage, and say:
“Are you attached to this girl? How can this smell look exactly like yours? Look, even if you have not become bones, you will die and you will not escape from me. Do you think you will prevail over me? Never! I like women, I like women…”
“Don’t come, don’t come! I’m sorry.
“Dance, dance, dance…”
As the spicy water splattered the river’s face, she kept avoiding the screams, and the shin of the roof turned on her blood, and couldn’t help it, he was caught in the hand by the Moshaun next to him, and he breathed, and he lowered his voice: “Don’t be impulsive. Go down now, and Jeal will die.” I’m sorry.
“Listen, I’ll figure it out, I’ll figure it out…”
Moshaun’s death is staring at the Golden Jade bird cage, and it’s like he’s never had an intention to kill himself, as if he were a small beast: “If there is something wrong, I’ll let the Emperor pay for it! I’m sorry.
He wanted to have a feast for three days, and the river was placed in a remote palace, together with the Golden Jade bird cage, and the guards were given a different shift in the early hours of the morning, giving Moshaun and Xenxiang a chance.
Moshaun was watching outside the house and Shinxiang went into the palace and found the river envied in the cage of the Golden Jade Bird.
The house is empty, the candles are half-blind, the curtains are flying, and a ghost is burning.
When the river in the cage saw the image of Shin-hyang, she almost couldn’t believe her eyes, and she went up a few steps, holding the cage door, and shimmering tears: “What are you doing here? I’m sorry.
“I’ll take you away.” I’m sorry.
He took out a whole bunch of keys, he stopped talking, and he started trying to open the Golden Jade cage door, and the river was shaking in the cage: “Do not worry about me. The guard will be back soon and you will escape from the palace, or it will be too late.”
“How could it be too late for us to spend the rest of our lives. You are my envious girl, my wife, and I will never leave you…”
The cold wind beats the windows, the night gets colder, and the river in the cage weeps like rain, and shakes its head: “Go away, brother, even if you can open this golden bird cage, you can’t run far away with me. I don’t want to be your burden. I just want you to be good, find a good girl outside the palace and get a family, forget me.”
“How can you have a home without this nonsense? We said we’d never part again. I don’t want all the girls in the world.
With tears falling from his eyes, his hands were shaking more and more, and finally, as the footsteps of the guards outside the house approached, he found the key, and the door opened.
The river was pulled out of her hand, even with the veil and the veil on her body, and Shen was thrown all over her body, with one hand pushing it out, and one hand putting himself in the cage.
The river’s eyes are wide open, but it hears nothing but Shin-hyang’s way in her ear: “Go, I will drag the guards, or no one will go.” I’m sorry.
“No! The river’s face is so white, it’s like a cage. I’m sorry.
“Don’t be silly, the guards are coming in. Go! “The more Shen Shen shrouds his face, and stretches his hand to death and pushs the river out, “Moshoun is right outside. He will take you out of the palace. I will meet you later. Believe me, I will find a way out of this.” I’m sorry.
(vii)
And the door was squeaked, and the cold wind squeaked, and two guards drew near, and took a picture of it,
The people in the cage were wearing a cape, wearing a veil, sitting in the shadows with their backs, looking at the face without a face, feeling nothing but a sense of obscenity.
A guard grunted: “I wonder what His Majesty sees in this girl who is still dead. I’m sorry.
Several other guards joined in and the leaders waved with impatience: “Let’s keep the good guys safe. Leave the rest alone. Your Majesty will watch her dance tomorrow night! I’m sorry.
The back of the cage moved, and the cold became stronger, but it passed away, and soon returned to the dead.
When the guards surrounded the Golden Jade Bird cage, the shadow remained intact, but the low face was hidden in the shadows, and a grotesque and pale smile was spread over the lips: “You’re right, Jealous, you’re right, you won’t be far away without a delay…”
So, the moment he pushed her out of the cage door, he didn’t think of running away.
In exchange for the death of one person, the sale is a bargain.
I only hope that the precious time he has earned for them will enable them to escape and that his envy will no longer be trapped in any cage in the open sky.
The only shame is that he can’t see the house, and he’s been alone for half of his life. God will never see him, and he is destined not to have the right to dream too good.
“Ajew, Moshaun will be very nice to you. You’ll be far away, you’ll be home, you’ll be in spring, fall and summer, you’ll have children, you’ll have a long road ahead, and you’ll have so many good days together…”
The sky was brightened, and the river was waiting for it on the outskirts of the city, and Moshaun was holding the carriage for half a day. “Age, let’s go first. I’ve made an appointment with Xenxiang. I’ll mark him along the way. As soon as he gets out, he’ll come after us…”
“But, little brother Viet Nam…
“You believe me. Moshayun held the envious hand of the river, tried to contain his own emotions, and said, “He’ll be fine. Let’s go, or he’ll be in trouble for anyone. Don’t worry, he’ll catch up soon. It’s a plan that we’ve already planned.
And the river gnawed on its lips and was pushed into the carriage by Moshoun, and she climbed the door and kept staring at the way of the city, and Moshoun dressed as if she had not seen the mist in her eyes, but with a whip, and drove the horse, and the smoke rolled.
There’s a voice in the heart, and it’s a sad feeling of death: “My envious girl, leave it to you. Please treat her well, give her a home, and don’t let her suffer any more.” I’m sorry.
The wind hunts, the face passes through the shroud, the Mosha cloud bites its teeth tight, and the hard-breeds push their tears back and do not dare to envie the river to see a single thing.
The river in the car is not going to look back, looking further and further, holding his hands tight and resting: “Do you think he’ll come after us?” I’m sorry.
“Yes. I’m sorry.
Moshaun answered her over and over and over again, and in the end he couldn’t stop saying, “O Jee, you’re tired. Go to sleep, everything will be fine when you wake up…”
As the man wishes, go far away, and the sky will be reborn and will not return.
(viii)
Tomorrow’s moon, the fireworks are blooming, there’s a feast, and there’s a firecracker in the back garden, and there’s an incriminating entanglement.
The Golden Jade Bird cage was lifted up, and it was still covered in a cape, with a veil on its head, a low face, and a chill in the heart of the month.
“Come, dance for me, I will see you dance…”
The man in the cage raised his head slowly, with a light in his eyes, a handsome face under his veil, a shock to his body, and a wake-up call: “Yes, you! I’m sorry.
And he rose in the wind with an unnamed excitement, and he was narcissistic: “Are you attached to this girl?” You’re back, you’re back.”
The man in the cage stood up without a word, but stood up, stood up, was fluent, and a number of guards were horrified, and were stunned when he was about to go forward, and he reached out with his hand: “Don’t come over, I want to see him dance, I know that he is back, he is back…”
In the verbs upside down, the shin of the cage stood still for a month, and a smirk sneered on his lips, and he lifted a little bit of the cape, and the red veil of his head rose with the wind, and a strange beauty was spread around him.
In the eyes of his demented eyes, he began to dance slowly and slowly, with his long body as a strangling willow, with the light of the moon, with all the demagogues, so that the centenaries of the House could see.
And with the sound of the trance, the dazzling steps, the murderous, the fragrance of the moon, the fragrance of the flesh, the softness of the bones, the dazzling eyes, as in a dream.
In the cage of the Golden Jade Bird, Xien Xiangu threw his veil at the light Emperor, and he was in the middle of it, with his hands full of excitement: “Quick, quick, open the cage door, I will dance with the beauty…”
The guard next to him came out of the joint, he pulled the veil, he walked back, he was obsessed and he kept an eye on him.
And the more Shinshin approaches, stomps on the sound of music, and with a strange smell, and looks so beautiful, that when a demon is a ghost, it carries the magic of a man’s heart.
When he was drawn to his heels with his head to his head, two men stood opposite him, with only a small distance, reaching out with their hands and trying to touch Shin-hyang’s cheek, but not yet touched him, they heard him laughing: “Does the dog Emperor smell good?” I’m sorry.
When his pupils were staring at him, he fell out of his sleeve with a dagger, and said it was too late to stab him.
And when he was afraid and tried to hide, he was dazzled, and the fragrance of his fragrance was on his side, and his ears were scoffing at him: “This fragrance is prepared for you, Emperor, and you destroyed my home, so I will bring you to hell.” I’m sorry.
Slashed the blade, splattered blood, smelled the moon.
There is a poison in the killer’s group, known as the “Saloon fragrance” that can be used in such a way that it can be used in such a way as to make a man look like a ghost and to make a man feel guilty, but only in such a short time and half a night, when the flowers are in the brightest of moments, when they quickly fade away, and with the will of the same fate, it is not used easily, except for those who hold the heart of death.
How can there be true peace for his envious girl?
In the cold of the month, the blood is red, the eyes of the people are full of terror, and there’s chaos all around. I’m sorry.
The guards were hoisted, many long guns were flashing cold, stabbing into her body, and blood was pouring out, and he was still holding the dagger, holding him in his eyes and gnawing his teeth.
“Die, go with me to the fountain…”
The cold moon, the wind, the wind, the dusty road, the wagons, Moshaun’s unremitting drive, the river in the car is grazed and asleep, as if it were a nightmare, and suddenly screamed, “Big Viet Nam!” I’m sorry.
In a faraway palace, the more Shin Xianwan’s gun was in his heart, as a bloodthirsty man, looking up at the end of his head and looking into the moon, and he heard the sound of Jealous, as he remained: I’m sorry.
He was covered in blood, and he smiled, and his face was shining like fireworks and glowing.
It’s like a sudden dream, and it’s back many years ago, in the spring and summer, in the streets of the city of Nanning, with his little girl on his back, in a school hall in a warm morning, long, long shadows long enough to see.
“Agey, in your next life, go back to Yongning City and give me another home, okay? I’m sorry.
Record number: YX01NPmadWjZ3DVA7
Published in 2020-04-30 17:46 Prohibition of Reproduction
A plum in front of White Jade Hall.
The love of the palace, the hatred of the princess.
Late Night Emotion Institute, etc.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
