We thought that we were the masters until the day of the palace, when the six kings who held me in their arms pointed at me with a sword, and blood ticked and ticked, and he said, “You are the last of you.” I’m sorry.
I held the sword up my head and leaned down my throat.
We laughed at him in the face of his transformation: “I really gave you up this time.” I’m sorry.
One.
I was dressed as an evil woman in a book, and my feet were grinding on the hands of the man.
The winter snow stings the bones, and the young man’s fingers are put to death on the ground, with a red blood.
“The Princess is angry, and the slaves will take your breath!” A couple of eunuchs standing behind them came up and they had to beat up their sleeves.
I look back at the state of the dead brain, and I stop, “Wait! I’m sorry.
The foot that was stretched out was also trying to take it back, but it was found not only uncontrolled, but also impervious.
I’m:
The young man’s fingers were red, and he grabbed the land to death without a word.
“What happened to the Princess? When I shouted, and there was no response, the eunuchs were unable to find out, and asked, “Or else the slaves brought him down to clean up, lest they stain your eyes.” I’m sorry.
And I couldn’t stop jumping and my head was like, “I want him to wipe her shoes.” I’m sorry.
Then suddenly the unnamed force of the foot disappeared, and I was able to move away from that pathetic hand.
A group of handmaidens face to face, and the first to react was to raise the youths on their knees: “Do you hear?” I’m sorry.
It was then that I saw his face, his dirty face, his cheeks high, his cheeks high, he looked down with only a pair of black eyes, too thin a body shivering in a cold wind, his clothes worn out, which I can’t believe was worn over the winter, with blood dripping from the hands that had just been stepped on, and his fingers shaking.
He reacted slowly near his cheeky shoes, and listened too closely to the sound of his voice: “Do you want to die? Wipe it with another hand!” I’m sorry.
My heart pounced and watched as he really changed his hand.
Broken cuffs were pulled up, and he slowly wiped the face of his shoes with clean fabric inside.
The process seemed to have been deliberately slowed down, and somehow, I was wondering why, so I felt like I had to stop, “Come on, the princess is happy. I’m sorry.
The young man was then dragged away until I suddenly looked in the black eye, and he was staring at me.
Like a beast that does not follow the teaching.
I remember that look when I returned to the bedroom.
He told me what was happening.
“This is a novel of old-fashioned power, which tells the story of the son of the Lord, who became Emperor from the bottom of his cold eyes, and the daughter of the Prime Minister, who fell in love with him in an accident, and then worked hard to help him, and finally the Emperor stood behind him and achieved a good word.
“Behind every successful man is not only a woman who does everything in her power to help him, but also a vicious woman who continues to die and who acts like a pedal. I’m sorry.
I’m the pedal, commonly known as the mean girl.
I’m being dragged into the world for no reason, and that voice is asking me to follow the mantra and walk away.
He said, “You can go home when the show is over.” He added, “and received a billion dollars. I’m sorry.
“Okay, understand, understand.” I’m sorry.
He didn’t give too much, he just loved it.
The Lord Chu Zhong was the Princess of Chu, but had no blood ties to the Emperor, and she was recognized as the Emperor’s sister and given the name of Chu and the title Princess after his father had died after the defeat of the dragon.
She did not deal with him, because she did not see him as a prince, but he did nothing but promise, and his evil thoughts began to swell in the palace.
One is the beloved Princess, and the other is the son of a recalcitrant prince.
My task now is to follow the man — to bully him.
Two.
After the snow stops, I’ll go to the Queen’s Palace.
There was a dark shadow at the door of the temple, and it was dusty to look.
“What’s wrong with him?”
The house was warmed with a pot of tea, hot and warm, and the Queen looked at the window with kindness: “I would rather have been sick, but he came to ask for medicine, but it was too hospitally.” I’m sorry.
The word is gentle, but the word is alienated.
I’d rather be an ordinary lady, but the Emperor’s next child, and the child is Chudu. Unfortunately, she was too weak to bear the dragons, and she was sick all day and soon forgotten.
Together with the porcelain, he became a man on the margins of the palace, a pitiful man who could abuse even the eunuch, even though he was a prince.
I can’t even ask for medicine anymore.
He was kneeling when I stepped out of the door, just watching his face become a little demented.
“Photo dust. I’m sorry.
He didn’t react.
I was shaking my hand in front of him, and I couldn’t really freeze him to death, and I almost fell down the next minute with a gravitational force.
The guy who was on his knees fainted, and I just put him on the back.
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I gnawed my teeth out of the arm on my waist, and my nose was full of young people’s cold and bloody smell.
The Miyagi took him up, and I was held back, and suddenly thought it was a great opportunity, and then pointed at him as if he was in a bad mood. I’m sorry.
Although the task requires bullying of the man, there are no clear limits to the extent of such bullying, and I find that no act will be stopped as long as there are sufficient grounds to do so.
When the temple of the Princess’s residence was packed, the dust was dragged there and he was reported to wake up.
I walked in front of him and learned ten percent of the original city. I’m sorry.
The young man was silent, but only when he heard the word “medicine” he moved.
And the maid brought in a dirty fox and fur in due course, and I looked at his groaning hand with a smile: “Yes, wash it first and I will give it to you.” I’m sorry.
It’s the clothes he used to get dirty, and it’s perfect for waste.
The storm stopped, but the cold wind was like a knife to the naked skin, and the dust came out with a pot and a face.
He’s clean, clean and impeccable.
But is this what my people do?
I kicked through the pot, found it on purpose, and the fox went down on the floor and got dirty again. I’m sorry.
The young men who were kneeling on the ground looked up and were covered in blood.
“This is for you. I looked away and said, “This is a good day for the palace to give you. I’m sorry.
Listen, you’re so angry.
I think he was stiff and bowed, and his fingers squeaked.
And finally, with that fox and a bunch of pills, we walked through the snow.
When he walked through the door, he suddenly looked back.
The ink-colored eyes are like wolves that could bite back at any moment.
3
I haven’t seen anything since then.
The road back to Bing’s house stopped and someone stopped.
I saw wounded teenagers and a couple of eunuchs who looked scared after him.
It’s not hard to imagine what was going on here just recently.
When my eyes fell on him, my eyes trembled, and suddenly strung to one of the eunuchs, killing each other with a fox in their arms.
And We gave him the fox.
And I went down from my car, avoiding the hands of those who were with me, and looked down at the eyes of dust, and laughed: “If the palace remembers correctly, this fox is for you. I’m sorry.
He did not speak, but rather the eunuchs fell down on their knees and begged for forgiveness. They were just not used to each other’s good things, so they tried to steal them. Who knew the boy had fled so quickly that he had come here.
“Please, the Princess! The slaves fainted and ran into you. I’m sorry.
The bowing of their heads is heavier than the one, as if they thought that I would forgive.
After all, the Princess is not happy, after all, it is the connivance of the Princess that they insult.
But I only look at the teenagers in front of me and ask, “Do you think the palace will forgive them?” I’m sorry.
The foxes were successfully taken back, with blood on his forehead, and then a smile appeared: “The Princess’s things are not for anyone else’s. I’m sorry.
Good answer.
I have noded, and I agree with one another that the master of the land is extremely possessive and will not allow this to happen.
But I turned him over to the eunuchs who were crouching at their heads: “How about I give you the chance to teach them a lesson?” I’m sorry.
The palace men were ordered to contain them, and I put my hand on the back of a slow line saying, “One by one.” I’m sorry.
I sensed his skeleton was in a state of shock, and I walked.
And one of the eunuchs was let loose, and he hesitated, and I looked at him, and I looked at him, and I said, “Kill.” I’m sorry.
A dozen times, but not a dozen, so the man can recreate.
I’m not disappointed.
The strength of the adult population is stronger, but it does not stand up to him.
And I went back to the car, with my chin on it, and I beat them down one by one, even though it was in a way that injured one thousand enemies and damaged 800.
But he looked at me at the end of the day, and turned his head and bit him straight on the neck, and the red blood came out, and he was desperate.
Seeing what’s wrong, I immediately waved to get them to pull them away and take them to Tai Hospital.
“Do you like it?” I’m sorry.
I think it’s a big problem with the image of the owner.
There’s no such thing as no one but no one but no one, no one but no one else.
I took him to the Princess House and drugged him myself.
The white powder was sprayed to the head, and his close eyelashes were constantly shaking.
“Is this today’s reward? He suddenly asked.
I held on to the wound, pointed the skin under my belly to burn and burn, and I spilled new blood flowers, and the sound in my head reminded me that was gone, “No, this is the extra reward you gave me today. I’m sorry.
When he returns, he will find that the desolate yard is filled with medicine and winter cotton.
That’s the real reward.
I have no intention of really being the wicked bad man in the scene, but since I have to follow what has been set up, and what is not limited, I have developed his awareness — a sense of price and reward.
4
When he stepped into the courtyard, he was hit by a snowball, and I saw him standing there, and I had another hook.
This time he just hit his foot and looked at me like he couldn’t help himself.
I couldn’t help but say, “Come in, why do you block the door?” I’m sorry.
The heater was brought to the side, and the wet fingers dried up quickly, and I looked at the fabric where he left the mark: “What a wood.” And then he grabbed his sleeve close.
The stove is warm, and it is red with the pale faces of the young, and it is at the beginning a fine outline.
We looked at it for a while and lamented the favor of the Creator.
I knew there was no ugly man in the novel.
I was surprised and grabbed the snow.
“Your Highness…”
The cold snow melts when it touches the body temperature and then spreads along the neck.
And his lips were murmured, and he looked up at the eyes of the maidens,
Charcoal fires are still burning, increasing.
I filmed the snow in my hand and laughed, “What is the purpose of this day’s visit?” I’m sorry.
Then a courtman came in in a hurry: “The Princess, the courtyard to the west is on fire! I’m sorry.
– That’s the place to say yes.
And We looked at the response of the dust, and the little ones were free, as if everything had been expected, and waved slowly to save the fire.
“What do we do? No place to live. I’m sorry.
And yet again the puddle of the laughter was revealed, and if he had used me, he would have taken me to his neck with the snow and carried me to his neck with care, and devoted.
The cold and the warm, the eyes became wet.
He begged me, “Your Majesty, take me in.” I’m sorry.
5
“You’ve been a little close to the Six Princes lately. I’m sorry.
I had no surprise in the voice of the Queen’s ears, and my lips laughed cleanly: “It’s nothing to be bored. I’m sorry.
The Queen said nothing but who knows the Princess’s nature: “The Queen of the First Spring intended to send the child to the border.” I’m sorry.
The emperor can’t march his family and send a royal son to the past.
But now that foreigners are coming, no one is willing to suffer and, naturally, the candidates fall on the most unpopular dust.
I’m crushing my frightful look, but I suddenly realize that the story is beginning.
When he came out, he followed him to the Princess House.
And since the last fire burned down his old yard, We have given him and We have given him a mercy.
And when he turned away from the palace, he stood still, and the young were drawn fast, even though they were thin, and their heads overtake me.
I took off my hair and I asked, “How much have you heard? I’m sorry.
He didn’t speak, but everything was written in the black eye and he heard it.
“I don’t want to die.” I’m sorry.
This 16-year-old boy was born unanticipated, without respect for his survival or even death.
In the end, the ambivalence and cynicism of the day are difficult to move in the big divide.
He asked me, “What do I have to do this time?” I’m sorry.
It is a desperate act of sacrifice.
I moved like a moment through him to see the shadow of the man in the novel.
But I know that he will not die, but not so, and after this exercise he will even change his bones.
So I turned down the first price he took.
“You must go. I’m sorry.
What was that look on your face? Then I suddenly thought of this day.
The window was open, the light in the house was dark, the hand of the young man holding his fist shivering and thick ink in his eyes.
That’s a quiet hatred.
Six.
He left in the early morning of the early spring, but did not break into the house until then.
I just woke up from my sleep and opened the door was the dust surrounded by the Guard Corps.
A young man with no means to find himself on the ground, smitten like a mustard, asking me to take care of him. His eyes are red and he almost bleeds. “I will return and pay the price.” I’m sorry.
I’ll wait and see what happens to him.
It was only a year later that I promised to be seriously ill, and I moved almost the entire hospital to stabilize it.
However, he was too shocked to come to the Emperor, and then suddenly received news of Lu’s return.
The palace has a feast to celebrate the defeat of the outsider.
I listened to the emperor with care until the Emperor mentioned the name “Study”.
He came back early.
I saw him sitting next to the General, drinking from his face, grinding his face over the course of the year, with some sharp edges, and the five officials getting even deeper.
In his military debriefing, he has done a lot of good, and the Emperor has been very satisfied with what he said: “So I heard that Princess Soo-il had a good relationship with Xiao6 and that she had promised to be sick or she had helped. I’m sorry.
And We have seen the sights of the dust, and the emotions there have learned to hide, not to dazzle, and then smile a little.
At this point, General Lu opened his mouth and ploughed to me with respect: “So I should thank the Princess for dust. I’m sorry.
The young general, who saw the current rush, was helping Chudu out.
He’s really the man’s right arm in the scene, and I don’t mind putting up a glass with him.
But it is clear that the emperor’s intentions are more than that: “I remember that General Lu is now three in twenty. I’m sorry.
“The princess is married at her age.” I’m sorry.
Again, the Princess married the General.
At this point, there’s a short condensation at the table.
“Please think twice about it.” I’m sorry.
His voice was soft and the last four words were reinforced: “General Lu is still in the line of duty. I’m sorry.
It is only here that the Emperor who sits on the throne is in a state of discomfort, covering his eyes: “Look at my memory.” I’m sorry.
The matter was then put on hold.
And I saw the dust bending towards me, and entangled.
When he first returned to Tokyo, he was once again offended by the people in power.
But he is not the one who knows the situation.
And so I knew it was the “cost” of a year late.
7
The news that the six princes had been with the princess was running in the middle.
And he who started it sat across from me and played chess.
The long-wired black finger swallowed the area without a sound, and I lifted my eyes and didn’t take the next step. I’m sorry.
The mother of the original family sent someone to ask about it.
“The Princess has taught me well. I’m sorry.
The drama is pushing, and this young man, who was so thin that he could kill anyone, finally started to grow up.
He told me with the facts that he was not only alive, but also alive.
As soon as the Prince had left, a man came out of the bedroom towards my head.
He had no idea how he could’ve done it without calling the guards outside the house, and had poured me a cup of tea, like he wasn’t the one who was listening.
I didn’t drink it, and it’s like a smile and a virulence: “The Prince’s offer is really good. I’m sorry.
And the dust laughs, and he says, “But you will not answer.” I’m sorry.
His eyes are as heavy as their eyes, but they seem to see through all my thoughts.
The tea is fragrance, but it tastes like nothing.
Indeed, it will not be promised that the nature of the original will not allow himself to be drawn into politics.
I had hiss, and I couldn’t help but put my tongue to the top of my jaw, and lamented with my heart: “You are still sweeter as a child.” I’m sorry.
It’s too boring now.
The window was open twice, the first summer wind was so drowsy, I had a yawn pose, I didn’t want my wrist to be caught, and the dust pressed me back to my chair.
The ankle was suddenly held, and I frowned on his knees.
Then he took off his shoe with a little attention.
“When he was a child?” He licked the light lips, and a little bit more red, and his fingerbone was standing around my feet, and he tightened it.
The eyes are flowing, like a demon, “You can’t do this when you’re young. I’m sorry.
“Photo dust. “Do you remember who the palace is?” I’m sorry.
“Back.”
The other shoe was made as well, but his hands were not loosed, he laughed low and he spits out the word “uncle”.
“It was not the first name of Chu,” said the young man, whose eyes were glamorous, kneeling on his knees, looking to be a noble princess, and who turned his back on his tongue. I’m sorry.
I laughed, and I kicked.
8
“I’d rather say yes! I’m sorry.
The candles were pounding, a window was opened, and the palace people came in panicously and reported.
I opened my eyes without looking at the other eye in the dark.
And the veil layered down, and the dust kneeled at the side of the couch, and raised the curtains upon me.
At this moment, he’s all cold. He’s the kind of flat cold.
When I had not responded for a long time, the palace people hesitated to take a few steps forward, and I turned back to her: “The palace knows.” I’m sorry.
The temple door was re-closed and the dust remained as it stood.
Something’s wrong.
I said, “I’m sorry.” I’m sorry.
His eyes were in a brief state of stagnating, but he was told to come nearer to me, and he was afraid of the night: “Will you go with me to see her?” I’m sorry.
Intriguing tone.
But the next moment I was dragged down from my bed, and he was fast on his feet and carried me through the open window.
The unpopular brides of the palace were buried in the mausoleum.
It’s a wasteland, a deserted place, with few guards to patrol.
The fire was lit and we stopped in front of a small earth grave.
It’s the grave that Ning promised.
They were buried overnight.
The moon stars are thin, the insects sound, the wind blows and the wind blows, and the dust kneels there, without a word.
I’ve never seen him so silent.
“The host, you shouldn’t be here. The sound in my head reminds me, “The story is not broken.” I’m sorry.
Yes, the story promised to die this summer, and the woman who was miserable all her life died silently.
I stood there with my arms and looked at the teenagers on the ground: “It was the last time I saved her.” I’m sorry.
Today, forced rescue only delayed her life.
“She’s stupid. “The earth opened up and covered the grave, and the sound was so calm that he said, “He was abandoned and he wanted to regain the love of the man, but the Lord was heartless.” I’m sorry.
I said in due course: “But she was a good mother, and she made you come back.” I’m sorry.
In the year that the son left, the sick woman looked pale, and said the most: “Is he coming back soon? I’m sorry.
I looked at her from a distance and told her to send her to serve the palace and nod again: “Yes, the Six Princes will be back soon. He misses you. I’m sorry.
The fluorescent light gradually emerges from all over, flying on top of me and his head.
It’s a fireflies that are drawn from the fire.
It’s the only place in this luxurious, cold palace where this kind of creature is present.
I didn’t know why he pulled me that night, but I was getting sleepy.
It’s as if someone’s been carrying it.
“I want that place.” I’m sorry.
Thousands above, 9-5.
In the eyes of a young man who is in the middle of the fire, he can finally shed his tears in silence in a place no one can see: “Your Highness, never give up on me.” I’m sorry.
I lay my eyes open on his shoulder and felt a warm breath entangled in my ears.
Cry.
It tickles.
“The host, your heart is soft. The sound was a cold reminder.
I slept over.
It’s soft, so promise.
Just, don’t disappoint me.
9
When I returned that day, I was infected with the cold, and I was told that the windows were not closed at night and that I was exposed to the cold.
Her Majesty had a symbolic message of condolence, leaving a pile of medicine behind.
It is filled with plentiful and plentiful medicine.
Suddenly I miss modernity.
When Chudu pushed the door in, he saw me with a bitter face.
It’s honey.
He picked it up and blew it to me.
Which one would you choose?
I choose one.
Look at the spoon on the side of my mouth. I’m all fucked up. “I’m still bored. I’m sorry.
But the dust didn’t let him, and he sent the medicine again with his eyelids: “That’s not good. I’m sorry.
It’s like this. If it wasn’t for the restrictions, I’d call it a holler.
Some of the juice came out along the lips, he was silent, his eyebrow wrinkled, and then took the tabletop.
My finger hasn’t touched it yet, and the dust comes up faceless, and my eyes are covered with long eyelashes.
It’s a lot of power. It almost didn’t crack.
I covered my lips and threw my pillow out: “If I can’t do it, I can change.” I’m sorry.
It was only then that he stopped, and he touched the red lips with his finger, and then he opened his mouth in the middle of it: “Your Highness forgives.” I’m sorry.
I chewed honey to ease the pain in my mouth and looked at his dark eyes: “What were you thinking? I’m sorry.
And he didn’t look at me and put down the bowl and left.
He will come after that every day, and We are used to retreating from the palace.
Until you smell that little blood.
And he was covered in black, and he breathed with his heart the hot air of the saliva, and his face was like the sun.
The spoon was sent to my mouth and I didn’t drink it right away, so I couldn’t see him holding his arm and shaking. I’m sorry.
And he looked at me, and there was nothing but a hole in his heart, and he said: Drink. I’m sorry.
It’s not the same when you grow up.
I don’t like being threatened. I’m sorry.
And between the deadlock, the heat of the medicine began to spread, and before it cooled, it opened its mouth, “Ah, kill those who stood in the way.” I’m sorry.
His speech was as if human life had to be sore.
After I had promised to die, the wolf finally showed his claws and started to walk and bleed on his hands.
But I frowned and drank my medicine: “You are in a hurry. I’m sorry.
It’s too early, too risky.
But the darkness of the eyebrows was even deeper, and his hand slashed my hair, calling my name for the first time: “But I can’t wait for Chu Ying.” I’m sorry.
10
In June, the Royal Garden held a bouquet in which officials of more than five items could bring their families.
But there is nothing wrong with the hymn of this occasion, which is a tribute to their respective talents, in other words, an ancient version of the same.
I’m bored, and the dust that sits at the end of my position is just as pale.
“I beg Your Majesty’s pardon for the late arrival of my daughter. I’m sorry.
All of a sudden, a purified voice, as if a calm water drops a stone, a white woman walks in.
The sound in my head tells me who she is.
“The Lady, Shen Chingfee. I’m sorry.
It says: “The weak willows will hold their backs, and the beauty will be like a flower.
And We went down to see the Reaction of Dust, and his unintentioned appearance suddenly disappeared, and his eyes fell on her.
As if it were to be felt in my sight, and he had a light look on his side, and only for a moment I saw the thick ink on which his eyes were invincible.
I didn’t know what he was thinking when I knew him for years.
I said I was sick and the Emperor laughed and called General Lu to accompany me.
Apparently, the idea of marriage has not been eliminated.
But after two years of filial service, I counted the time when my girl was offline, so I didn’t feel anything.
General Lu’s name was Ruoxin, and today he has changed his robe and wore his coat and, while he is a general, he has a very handsome face, as if he were a common father-in-law.
But he was dumb, and I asked him a few words, and I didn’t return to that day with more than the sword of the emperor.
I was silent for a few seconds, and the phantom was like, “Didn’t Lu ever talk to a woman? I’m sorry.
“No, no. “It didn’t take half a day to say anything.
There’s a lake ahead and it’s glowing in the summer sun.
I looked at it, and I saw a familiar figure.
She left her seat.
“Help! Miss Shen is in the water! I’m sorry.
A sharp sound was raised, while Shen Qingfu, who had been on the shore, disappeared.
I ran over, and I didn’t notice what was happening behind my back.
There were many palaces on the shore, and I frowned on the gushing of the water, but I was pushed from behind.
The moment I fell into the water, I stung, and the puffed water was strangling.
I’m sorry I didn’t call for a swimming course.
Poof!
Somebody jumped off.
I tried to keep my eyes open, my hair was out of sight, and I was only blurry to see familiar clothes.
“I am…”
I was just trying to talk, and I swallowed a lot of water in my mouth.
The shadow was coming closer and the face of the dust was becoming clearer, and he stretched his hand towards that side.
But when he was about to run into me, he got past it.
The water flops on the cheeks, and more bubbles are lifted in the swimmers, and I’m almost blind, but I’m still another woman in the water who can see the eyebrow.
Shen Chingfee.
I close my eyes, and I think about the story:
The man and the woman who were created by heaven were close to each other, and he held his only salvation for the rest of his life.
Eleven.
At the same time, I was held tight by the other hand and brought back to shore.
There were countless hummings in my ears, and I choked and spitd, and I looked cold at a couple of men and women who were equally wet across the street, and I looked with no face.
Shen Qingfu passed out and was handed over to his handmaiden, and he stood there.
“The Princess, how are you feeling? I’m sorry.
The one who saved my life was Lu Luo, who suddenly asked and was worried.
I took back my sights and wiped the water from my cheeks with my paps, and made a laugh: “Thank you for saving General Lu.” I’m sorry.
Then the Emperor and a whole bunch of princesses arrived, and the doctor began to examine the connection.
In the end, it’s okay.
“How so careless? Four people fell into the water together. I’m sorry.
The Emperor lamented the words, which fell on Lu Shu and on me, but said with a smile: “It was a great loss for General Lu to save the Princess in time. I’m sorry.
He finally had a reason to really finalize the marriage: “I have an idea today, and Rudd has a marriage contract before his parental period. I’m sorry.
It is logical that the royal decree cannot be broken and that there has been no change since then.
“Thank you, Your Majesty. I’m sorry.
But men and women who were not far from the same situation, the Emperor said only a few words and no more words.
Shen Qingfou was returned to the courtyard, where he stood silently, with water stained along his hair and immersed in his clothes, and wondered what to think about.
I was taken away by the palace and never looked at him again.
“The Princess, the Six Princes are standing outside. I’m sorry.
And the men came in at night and reported, and I put the food in the same way: “He will stand wherever he wants.” I’m sorry.
The candle shines and a thin sheet of window paper shows the black man outside.
I have the right to dinner.
Then on the day after that they were commanded to throw all that was in the House.
The dust stood at the door, and when I came out, he looked down: “Listen to me. I’m sorry.
But I don’t want to hear it, pointing to the politeness of the outside world: “This is a small temple, with no room for the Six Kings, please leave.” I’m sorry.
“Of course. I looked at him in his morning dress and laughed with no emotion, and said, “I don’t mind you standing there somewhere else. I’m sorry.
We showed him the scene of a place scattered outside the courtyard: “or take your things out of my sight.” I’m sorry.
The face of dust slightly changed, raised its head slowly and turned to pick up objects that were falling.
And it was only this time that We saw a familiar fox, and then We bowed down and gathered it, and took it up, and it was well preserved, and it was not like it had been used.
It was then that, in order for Ning to promise to survive the winter, he sought the gift of his head, and now he does not need it.
We asked him to move to the fire, and cast it in his eyes: “The palace can give you alms that day, and now it can take back.” I’m sorry.
Mars splattered, and I turned out of this yard.
“Six Princes!”
I heard the hindsights of the men in the palace.
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The marriage contract was sent to the Princess’s house on the day when the decree of marriage was issued, and I had no choice but to mention my name, and on the other side was the sign of the word “Royal.”
Shen Qingfe has been calling her to the palace since the last time she fell into the water too often, and the Emperor intends to marry her to the Prince.
It is true, however, that the hostess is different, and the position of the Prime Minister in the DPRK has been too slow to materialize.
And she was, as the story says, in love at first sight.
The palace is not small but not big. It’s when it meets.
Shen Qingfu saluted me with tenderness and tenderness, and was surrounded by the indistinguishable dust.
I noticed that his two hands were covered in a wide cuffs, with only a little white cloth, and a little smile: “How is Miss Shen here with the Six? I’m sorry.
Shen Qingfu’s face was slightly red, explaining: “It was a coincidence that the daughter met His Majesty Six on her way out of the palace.” I’m sorry.
“Accidental encounter. “And I thought about them in detail, and I laughed, but I didn’t say anything, and I saw them walking away.
And at night We set a flower in the middle of its hair, and the brass mirror showed the face of a man without a face.
And the dust down and smelled, and the images in the mirror were like to carry me in my arms.
I didn’t stop, “Did you come in?” I’m sorry.
He reached out and touched the flower, and finally showed the full face of his cuffs, and his two hands, wrapped in fine cloth, became so visible in the dark candlelight that his face changed.
“Your Highness, I’m in pain. I’m sorry.
And the eyes were wet, and he turned around, and leaned on my shoulder, groaning: “The fire is hot, but I cannot afford the fox that His Majesty has sent me.” I’m sorry.
So he went in with his hand before the fabric turned into powder.
In the copper mirror, he said I had a hard heart and I didn’t say a word about it.
I should applaud this amazing act.
“Photo dust. And I laughed, and touched the hand that had just been recovered, and covered it with a layer and a layer, and perhaps the burns were severe.
And in my very gentle motion, his lips began to go up, and then — it stopped.
Pure white cloths are stamped out, and the red is a little bit opened.
And I rose up and left him, and my eyes finally cooled: “You dare me.” I’m sorry.
And when he lost his support, and he was still in shape, he looked up at me and said: I did not. I’m sorry.
After the blood loss, the face was white and its lips were as white as paper. “The only plan was to fall into water. I’m sorry.
I sarcasticly said, “You’re so anxious to use Shen’s house?” I’m sorry.
The so-called salvation and love at first sight are all frauds.
but for the power of His Lordship.
Then he smiled, and threw away his poor face, and dragged my shirt: “I said, I can’t wait.” I’m sorry.
I really don’t understand: “Why?” I’m sorry.
But his eyes were like a thick fog, and he didn’t answer.
He said, “I am coming to rescue you, when you fall into the water.” I’m sorry.
The hand in my dress was even tighter, and my finger was white, and “Liquor jumped, too, and he was one step ahead of you, so I changed direction.” In the bubbles that keep rising, I see Ruin coming near you to do something to save people, and the rear hand points towards Shen Qingfe — reminding me of the plan. I’m sorry.
And We raised the curtains suddenly: “Who put me down?” I’m sorry.
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Who pushed it? That’s the biggest suspect of the whole thing.
“I’m looking. I’m sorry.
I laughed, and I was full of crap, and I looked at him in the dress he grabbed: “Let go. I’m sorry.
He will not let go, neither will he let go, but he will have to move his hand in a few points: “Your Highness, I haven’t seen you for a long time. I’m sorry.
“Thought well before I let someone throw you out. “I don’t want to eat this, just go to the dresser and pick up the scissors.
After the sound of the hymns, the fabric was broken, and the dust was holding that piece, and it was a pity.
I went up to the screen and changed my clothes, and then I came out and people were gone.
There was a big event in the palace the next day.
The Emperor is angry with the Emperor.
It’s not a big deal. It just happened to be hit by Shen Qingfu.
“He heard that the prince and her servant were not in the outer garments of the temple, and she went to the land with the Queen. “The palace people are whispering.
It’s a setup.
The Crown Prince was incompetent and the Emperor intended to help him by marrying Shen Qingfu into the Orient Palace, and now falls into ruin.
Teaching a girl who had not yet gone out to see it, Shen Qingfu passed out on the spot and the Queen’s sweet face was sore that she stopped the farce.
And so the in-laws that didn’t even produce the seed went straight for it, and the prince was grounded.
“The Prince is useless. I’m sorry.
I can’t hear enough about the people who are making tea across the street: “It’s a pity that Miss Shen has been scared for so long.” I’m sorry.
“Your Highness does not need to test me, it has nothing to do with me.” As for Miss Shen, His Majesty took care of her. I’m sorry.
And now he’s thinking more and more, and he’s got the baby boy in the late stages.
I waved my hand out of the tea, and I didn’t care whether it was true or not. “They had a problem with their in-laws, and I think it’s time for their brother to worry about me.” I’m sorry.
Northwestern fighting has resumed, and Ruoxin has been in the palace a lot of times in recent days. If it had not been for the filial period, the Emperor would have married me immediately.
“There is no need to worry about the marriage contract. “I won’t let this happen.” I’m sorry.
I see the cup he’s squeezing is breaking, and he says, “What do you think?” “I’m clearly not worried.” I’m sorry.
“Back.”
The cup is broken.
It was a shame that I took my voice and lifted up before him and looked down at his angry eyes: “Can I please Lord Lu?” I’m sorry.
A piece of ceramic was spilled, and the hand, which had just been healed, was bloodied again, and my finger was covered in his light lips: “What are you mad at? I’m sorry.
“Isn’t this marriage you have indirectly contributed to? I’m sorry.
And the white neck was leaning, and the dust reached out to lick the blood in the lips, and the eyes blinked slowly: “I was wrong.” I’m sorry.
I strangled the flesh on both sides of his cheeks and laughed, “What’s wrong?” I’m sorry.
But he fell and buried his face in my heart like a cat: “I shall save His Highness whenever I may.” I’m sorry.
The sound is soft, with a long sigh.
He kissed my fingertips, and remembered: “There is only His Majesty in his eyes and in his heart.” I’m sorry.
14
In winter, Dust and the lander went to the border again, and the fighting lasted a year and a half, but he was brought back.
I accompanied the Emperor to the gate, waiting for the military to rise, but only saw Lu Lu Lu Qian on horseback, who turned his back and bowed at once: “I do not wish I could. I’m sorry.
The Emperor is pleased to recognize a group of generals, Lu Lu, who has bowed before me: I’m sorry.
I wrinkled, “Where’s the dust?” I’m sorry.
He was surprised, and then he raised his hand, and a soldier was holding him immediately, and he was lying on his face, just as he was unconscious.
“His Highness has also been seriously injured as a result of his deep access to the enemy camp to the head of the enemy. I’m sorry.
The Emperor heard the sound of his eyes, but he did not care, but said, “As soon as possible, the hospital of the Queen of the Kingdom has come to the Queen’s Hospital for medical treatment.” I’m sorry.
He was placed in a new palace, one of the rewards of this battle.
I occasionally look at his condition, still in a coma.
The person lying on the bed had closed his eyes and his face was white with a morbid face, with thick rags on his chest, and only an inch from his heart.
I’m familiar with that.
When I left, I didn’t want my fingers to be stung, and those around me were discharged from the palace and waited, and I stood up and looked at him: “Stop pretending.” I’m sorry.
And the black eyes opened up, and it was clear.
He seemed to want to sit up, but the movement was very hard and he began to cry, “Her Highness, help me.” I’m sorry.
The wounds are real, and a little movement is at risk of breaking.
And We held him with an arm, and We put a pillow on his back: “When did you wake up?” I’m sorry.
He’s got half the weight on my side, and he’s got a light red mark on his pale cheek, and it’s only now that he’s got a bit of a look. I’m sorry.
The sentence seems to have been exhausted and then acoustic: “Only watching His Highness hide for a few more days.” I’m sorry.
I’m just saying, “It’s about brother.” I’m sorry.
Smiling softly, the side of his head stretches, the thin lips seem to have touched my ears, and his head is down on my neck.
“Your Highness is so smart. I’m sorry.
The candle fire struck two shadows to the wall side of the wall, which was so close and extreme.
Unlike the patience of the man in the play, he is now too anxious to be held hostage by the emperor.
As a result, the Emperor’s son was seriously wounded and woke up while Shen Qingfu was visiting the palace.
The Emperor granted her special permission to visit her in the presence of a group of palaces because she had been saved by the last waterfall.
Who knows how the dust is awake?
The Taishu Hospital has been in and out of the country for a long time.
There are also a number of people who have expressed their admiration for the two men’s talents.
At the time, I was grinding the ink in the Emperor’s study, and I watched the boy hear the wind and his face was green.
It’s a brush. It’s a little darker.
“Bullshit! The Emperor threw his pen in his hand, even laughing.
And if We had found nothing of it, when it was thrown into the earth, and it fell upon my feet, softly, it would have been: “How can this palace hear all that has been said?” I’m sorry.
A cup of tea passed through my hand, and he drank it as if he had passed his breath, and he gradually spread it: “Sixie is not listening.” I’m sorry.
It’s as if an overworked old father is the child’s sarcasm.
Then the sight fell on me: “You are the best of me.” I’m sorry.
Here we go again, take a look at the goods.
I smiled: “My sister is a brother of his. I’m sorry.
The topic was drawn to Lu Jin and to my marriage, and he struck without a sound: “You don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m sorry.
15
A few days after his release from the Royal Library, he met a lunar waiting outside.
Behind him was the smileful voice of the emperor, who was very understanding, and said to him, “Now the battle is calm and there is no need to rush to report.” I’m sorry.
I knew what he meant, raised my hand and looked to the young general: “Can I walk with my palace, General Lu? I’m sorry.
“It’s an honor to be able to see the red in the ears at once because of the previous or the latter. I’m sorry.
The tone fell, the door closed in the Royal Library, and the emperor re-screwed a pen at the last glance I saw.
There’s no place to go, and we end up at the training grounds. This is where the palace trains the Veterans.
The strong light of summer shines on the platoons of weapons, bright and bright, and clearly reflects the face of Zheng Jun.
“The Princess is interested in shooting arrows.” I’m sorry.
I just noticed that I’ve just been in sight for a few seconds.
It was different from his observation. I took the arrow, slowed the moorings, and laughed: “There is some interest.” I’m sorry.
I’m a poor man before I wear a book.
Including going to the range to pick arrows.
Rich people can always come up with some wonderful entertainment projects to cheer up their drunk-and-gold lives.
Like shooting arrows at living people.
The arrows were sharpened to a less sharp, life-threatening but torn flesh.
A $10,000, a good deal.
“Does the Grandfather primarily try?” I’m sorry.
I saw the hand of Luk holding a bow, and it was as warm as a little lips, “I’m not good enough to teach.” I’m sorry.
The general on the battlefield said he was not talented and the red in his ears began to look at me in silence, as if he were a prisoner awaiting trial.
The string of the bow was tight, but it remained unscathed.
What a contradiction.
And We looked at his hand, and there came to him a true smile: “Well, teach your palace.” I’m sorry.
Lu Xuan is no doubt an excellent teacher.
When he raised his hand against the arrows, he rose up, and did not return to his previous state.
The thin light of the sun is plumbing at the tip of the finger, like a piece of bamboo.
Right in the center of the bull’s-eye, and the back of it fell down with the handles of the arrows removed.
The pointers were put on the side, and I was unwittingly pegged, and I handed them to me as the land rolls towards me: “Strap it on.” I’m sorry.
His eyes were staring at my hand as if he was hurt: “It’s dangerous. I’m sorry.
I am touched by his sweetness, turning my eyes to clear my hands and repeating again: “Can we now fit?” General Lu?”
The red in his ear began to spread to the roots of his neck, without talking, with his hand reaching through the tip.
The big hand didn’t mean to touch me, and it was taken away.
Like I’m a flood beast.
I stood by and watched him pull his bow again, but for a moment I heard more noise behind me.
That’s the sound of a bow.
The fragrance of the wind shrouded, and the arrow came out of the sky, pointing straight to the man on the field.
And he turns his finger and shoots arrows in his hand.
And then the two arrows cross and fall.
The hair broke a few, and I turned back on the dark eye.
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“Sorry, the hand slipped. I’m sorry.
He still held the bow in his hand, slowly towards me, and then he fell down and picked up the broken hair.
The delicate eyebrows seem to be suffering from the absence of a plaque, and then they tear down a piece of cloth and wrap it in their arms.
Lu Xin is standing far away from the martial arts field, where he has gathered his power and his gentleness: “How can His Majesty come here today?” I’m sorry.
The arrows were put back, and he stepped down, and the sight was removed from the hair that had been pulled away, and he turned to me, “The Princess was in shock. I’m sorry.
I was just about to open my mouth, but it was blocked by the dust. He stood up straight up and kept me from the land, and then took off his robe and put it on me, and said, “What if your Highness were cold?” I’m really worried to get here, but I don’t want to disturb you two. I’m sorry.
What’s cold in the summer?
His injuries were bad, and he coughed and looked so pale that he could faint in the next second.
At the end of the day even stand as if they were stifling and leaning on me.
And Lu-jin held him by his side, and put him on the side of the stool, with his face and kindness: “Beware of the body.” I’m sorry.
“Yeah, watch your body. “I’ll tear the robe and throw it in the master’s arms. I’m sorry.
The dust doesn’t cough, looks straight at the color of the god I don’t like.
And the fingertips of the robe shrunk, and the eyelashes began to tremble, and “I can shoot arrows, and I can teach His Highness.” I’m sorry.
He tried to hold me by the white hands of his illness and he timidly touched his fingertips.
I looked at him like he was always pathetic: “The palace is thinking, have you misunderstood?” I’m sorry.
A step back was the Luk, and I stood by his shoulder and whispered in front of his red eyes: “The general is the fiancé of my palace, and we are nurturing our feelings.” I’m sorry.
I’m like, “Isn’t it nice to bother you so much? I’m sorry.
Ruoxin didn’t expect me to say so, and the red earlids never went down.
And the hand of the plume hangs over there, and then reclines, and so he stares at me, or he looks at the earth’s earth from which We have a thread.
It’s been a long time, and the pale look on your face.
The robe was forgotten on the stool, and he rose up and took the bow, and pointed it in my direction.
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Lu Xian, keep me behind.
I heard Dust coughing again.
It’s not me.
It’s far from the martial arts field, and it’s running through the target.
He was wearing a white dress today, and at this point his wounds broke and he bled with red blood.
And the bow swarms, and shows how much power it has just brought, and those who use it do not care, turn their heads and look at me, and say: I can teach you. I’m sorry.
Paranoid and clumsy.
I looked at him, “General Lu, the palace sent him back.” I’m sorry.
He’s a lot taller than me on the side of the land, and he’s inverted at this point in his face, and I can’t see.
“Do you need help?” I’m sorry.
I shook my head, “This time I owe you, next time I’ll do it.” I’m sorry.
And when the bow was cast down in the hand of the plume, he looked at me as if he had come at me, standing there, staring at me step by step, without a sound, and saying:
I grabbed him out of the martial arts field, and when he left, he climbed my shoulder like a soft bone: “It hurts. I’m sorry.
I strangled him faceless: “What now?” I’m sorry.
“It hurts even more.” I’m sorry.
“This is the day of my wife’s death.” I’m sorry.
He blinked, the fog was thicker, but he didn’t drop it.
It was summer, but it was cold in my hand, “You forgot.” I’m sorry.
And it was not easy for me that he would take away the mist from his eye, and his fingertips would be only a little wet, as if it were an illusion.
He’s so good at acting that I can’t tell his true emotions at this time.
And this man is laughing at the low, “You forgot, but I can warn you.” I’m sorry.
How could there be such a person?
Happiness and sorrow are intertwined, while distortion does not contradict peace.
18
On the other side of the wall, the sound of footsteps was heard and several of the palace’s people appeared with their car.
I smiled and pulled the hand off my shoulder, and I made a gesture for the sick.
He was prepared for himself, but now he’s cheap.
It was not true that the hand had been pulled off, and I had my fingertips covered in a wide cuffs, and I didn’t pull it.
“Your Highness is so cruel. “It’s not long since I met you. I’m sorry.
The closer the courtman, the lower his voice: “When will it hurt me?” I’m sorry.
The tails are entwined and spread into the wind.
And suddenly We drew his hand to the open, and then put his fingers together.
He could not have expected such a development, with his thin red lips shrunk, and his weak breath in a disabling body standing straight.
“Will you stand up? “And We turned his finger around, and then let go, and brought him into the hand of the palace in the eyes of his unknown eyes.
“Six Kings should go back to rest. I’m sorry.
There’s nothing you don’t understand, but there’s no “um” in the end, and there’s no way to be ashamed of so many people.
Then his legs and feet were soared, that he could avoid the hand of the palace, and he sat up in three or two steps and looked at me with his chin: “Remember Your Highness.” I’m sorry.
This is the first time that I have looked at this man in the eye, sitting there all lazy and lazy, and it’s a clear painting.
Beautiful, fake.
“I forgot to say one thing, the memory of this palace has never been good.” I’m sorry.
The car didn’t stop and the boy didn’t turn back.
But I know he heard it.
“Your play is almost over. I’m sorry.
After a year of silence, the sound was cold.
I took my eyes back and cried to the house of the queen: “I know.” I’m sorry.
“I” is dying. In three days of hunting, he died under the sword of the Lord.
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The Queen’s throne is empty, and the Queen’s daughter is in the custody of the Queen.
I asked her to allow me to hunt.
“I’m going to foster feelings with General Lu. I’m sorry.
The queen’s face was not good, because I was blatantly rebellious.
I hugged her arms and laughed, “Looking at his filial past, the phile is afraid. What if he does not like me?” I’m sorry.
And this is how she stretches out, and that’s what she looks like. I’m sorry.
It gives me room, but my arm is slapping. That means yes.
I also accompanied her in the play of the mother’s daughter’s daughter’s daughter’s cheeks were red and her daughter’s face was red: “Ying knows, but for the sake of Chu, he will.” I’m sorry.
The Queen smiled and looked at me with satisfaction: “The family loves you the most. I’m sorry.
She has the same look as the Emperor.
So I went into the jungle as I wished.
The Miyagi brought a horse, and I turned on my body, and the rubbed behind me.
Thanks to the master’s own horse-riding skills.
“How can the Princess himself come in?” he asked. I’m sorry.
He carried a bow and arrow before it, as if it had not been a hunt, but as if he had dispersed his heart, one looking at the path ahead, and said, “The prey which he wished to hunt for His Highness.” I’m sorry.
My side: “General Lu is in the way? I’m sorry.
The long leaves fell, covering the faces of the passers-by, and he broke them: “How could it be?” I’m happy. I’m sorry.
Everyone in this palace will perform, and I will be patient in adding: “This is the last time the palace owes General Lu the power.” I’m sorry.
The horses suddenly heated.
I tighten the rope, and a clean face in my eyes.
“See Princess. I’m sorry.
Shen Qingfu came from somewhere, carrying a bouquet of flowers.
And behind her, it’s a big dust.
What a pleasure. It’s time to come.
The beads are still on their faces, and they must have been taken off early in the morning.
The sound in my head suddenly says, “Are you not angry?” I’m sorry.
There’s nothing to be mad about.
And I can’t tell more about the way he looks at me.
“Is Miss Shen in too? I’m sorry.
And I laugh and ask, while pacifying the frightened horses.
It’s not surprising that Dust is here, but the lady should not be here.
Shen Qingfu seems to have touched her petals without a trace, and her cheeks are dazzling: “My daughter wants to see the sight of a hunt. I’m sorry.
She was shocked in the palace, and the Emperor once again granted the request.
Shen! Wait for me!
The bright voice came with the messy horse hoof and the Prince.
He was very red, and immediately dragged a few rabbits with red hair on their blood.
It’s his prey this time.
That’s what happened.
When I saw so many people gathered together, I felt a little twirled, and then turned my head at me: “Uncle.” I’m sorry.
It’s solved. The Emperor is still set up.
I’ve been looking at the dust of silence to this day, and Lord Nahori is intent on the goddess, and Shen Qingfu’s goal is this: “The Prince has hunted many rabbits. I’m sorry.
The Prince is pleased to see Shen Qingfu: “It is a gift to Shen’s sister. I’m sorry.
I said, “Aah,” “The palace is so envious.” I’m sorry.
At this point, the face of the land was widened and the words were opened: “I wish to serve His Highness.” I’m sorry.
I turned around, and I thought, “Well, thank you, General Lu. I’m sorry.
Then the sound of doubt was heard: “Your Highness, what is it?” I’m sorry.
He turned away without saying anything.
She followed it up, shuddered with the morning beads and shampooed the edges.
The Prince has to excuse himself and has gone.
I was left alone.
Oh no, there’s a horse.
I turned over and touched his head, next to a bald stake, and I sat quietly waiting for the line of death in the play.
Did Luk go hunting for me?
No, he and Trudu will kill the Prince here.
Then turn back and kill me.
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The men have arranged to come in and wait for orders, and they lack a reason to leave my sight.
As the sky faded, it was a time of sunset, and suddenly there was a noise of chaos, and there were screams of panic.
The horses that had been eating grass had started to get restless, and their tails were shaking.
The sound of the sword grinds from a distance and near, with a heavy smell of blood rushing into the nose.
I saw a hand with a sword.
The blood ticks and ticks, and as it approaches, it rolls.
“Why won’t Your Highness run?”
I look up, and I have a puffy eye and blood all over the dust.
It’s like in Sesuro.
I asked him, “What if I can’t run?” I’m sorry.
But he turned his head and put the sword in his hand, and said, “Why can’t he run away?” I’m sorry.
That innocent look.
“Is your leg soft?”
He looked down on himself and said, “Can I hold you?” I’m sorry.
More footsteps are coming this way, and through the twig, I see a few cold lights.
When I didn’t react, I realized at the next moment that my feet were on the ground and that my hands were holding on.
He sat on the back of a horse, behind him was a big chest.
Frightened horses cannot stop their hemorrhaging, and the spin, like the arrow of the string, runs forward.
The sharp whirlwind came from behind, and the black arrow feather struck in this direction.
“Twilight! I’m sorry.
And We called him with a whirlwind, but we saw his hand, which was set back from the beginning with a sword.
The embroidery of the ear crossed the ear membrane, and the arrow was struck to the ground.
He seemed to laugh and didn’t.
And We turned and looked in the direction of the arrow, not far from the slope, where a man stood.
The man held a long bow, he grew up and danced in the hunting wind.
The back to the rest of the sun and the twilight, he will be looking in our direction.
It’s Luo-jin.
21
Swords stomped into the horse’s ass, and it ran faster.
And it was not until the night came down, that it was slower and slower, and then turned over, and We fell down with the dust.
There was nothing but the sound of an unknown insect, and there was no one.
I looked around, and I thought it was deep in the jungle, “They didn’t come after me. I’m sorry.
The answer to my question was a very soft hum.
“Study”?
It was only then that I noticed that he fell back half of his tumble and he was in the shadows.
Touch it with one hand, full of warm, wet wands.
The wound broke again.
It was only when he heard my voice that he blinked slowly, leaning on the tree behind him, and the mute said, “I’m fine.” I’m sorry.
The white moon was spilled over his head, and he was carrying a blooded sword.
If it were in the past, he should beg for mercy.
But not this time, the thin fog came out of his mouth, and his eyes were silent.
I’ve opened my mouth and there’s a lot of questions.
Why didn’t you kill me?
He didn’t send them?
Does he know anything about Rudd?
Ultimately, however, nothing was said, carrying his feet to pick up the branches around him, and setting up a bonfire.
The Prince was assassinated, the palace was already in disarray, and without accident we would have stayed in this hellhole for at least one night without fire.
And when We passed him, We saw his eyelashes trembled, and he slowly drew out a fire, which was self-evident.
Fortunately, he brought this, or I’m afraid I’m going to spend the night studying the truth of ancient drilling for fire.
And when the bright fire rose, We approached him to look at the wound, and when he was taking his clothes, his hand was drawn, and he opened his eyes and said, “I am fine.” I’m sorry.
He had a lot of clarity in his eyes and made a smile: “It was just too tired.” I’m sorry.
Hold my hand cold and stiff, but the fire is warm.
I sat down and watched his eyebrow’s illness fade away, so I said, “Who sent those people? I’m sorry.
And he did not put his head on his finger, playing with my finger: “Mys and mine, and those who are on the earth.” I’m sorry.
“He wants to kill you?” I’m sorry.
He’s “um,” as expected.
I wondered, “Why?” I’m sorry.
In the play, Ruin was the right arm of the Lord, and never turned away from him.
Not really.
I suddenly felt like I was in the wrong place.
That voice has repeatedly stressed the human dimension and the outcome, and even the initial control of my behaviour, but development today is still off track.
Like my early marriage, like Luo’s anomaly, like the scandal where the Prince was blown up, like Shen Qingfu’s anomaly.
I look at the dust of the same color…and like the end I should have died today.
The change in the butterfly effect was silent, and my fate and his.
“Why do you look at me like that?”
If only I could stare at him and touch his face and smile, “Do you like this face?” I’m sorry.
And when the light shines in the dark eye, the eyebrow is more beautiful, and the cold tip of the finger touches my chin, he approaches me.
And then down next soft kiss.
I closed my eyes and heard his voice, “I love Your Highness so much.” I’m sorry.
The firewood is ringing, the teenagers are talking love, and my heart is beating slowly.
And the cold voice said, “You are destined to die, if he tries to take the throne, and if he moves to the final fate of the play, you are destined to die in his hands.” I’m sorry.
– “I like you. I’m sorry.
“You are destined to die in his hands. I’m sorry.
The two voices were interwoven and strangely turned to the same cold.
Does he like me? Yes, but not enough.
I’m suddenly looking forward to it.
22
The next morning someone was sent to the palace.
The lead is Rufus.
He turned his back from the moment, and he was still a gentle man: “The Princess will take you back to the palace.” I’m sorry.
It doesn’t seem that he was the one who shot the arrow yesterday.
I sat on the ground all night with my legs numbed, and I stood up with a tree, and I ignored his hand and sat on another horse.
And the sword was raised again, and he looked away from him.
The team followed the doctor and helped him with the broken wounds.
And I turned my wrists, and drew a rope, and looked at the way ahead, but heard the sound of the horses and the feet approaching.
He asked me, “The Princess is angry.” I’m sorry.
If it’s not out of time, I’m supposed to cuddle up for this well-known performance.
It was not until yesterday that the gentle and shameful General Lu showed his true face.
Before that, I finally explained the inexhaustible incontrovertibility with him.
I laughed and said, “The Japanese palace saw General Lu yesterday.” I’m sorry.
“I’ll hunt with the Princess, and I’ll see it.” I’m sorry.
“The General is a good archer. I didn’t look at him, and I said, “Just a little bit. I’m sorry.
He smiled at the moment: “The Princess feels that a man’s mind is full of dead or alive. “What if your sweetheart falls in love with someone else?” he says. I’m sorry.
The other horse hoof was near, and the dust was coming behind me.
I pulled the rope and laughed even more: “Of course it’s the dead.” I’m sorry.
The living still have the possibility of being replaced, but not the dead, and he will forever be the scar that the “heart” will never fade, and even after years, a little touch will still hurt and weep.
Rudd said, “That’s why it’s so close. I’m sorry.
I’m surprised at him, he’s a little lightheaded, looking straight ahead.
General Lu, I’m sorry to hear that.
Isn’t he the one who pushed me in the water? This game started long ago.
23
The palace is a mess, the prince is dead, the Emperor is in a coma, he has no head in the middle, and several princes have been staring at the seat for a while.
When letters from the mother of the original mother were brought in, it happened to be in my bedroom.
“I don’t want to know what it says. I’m sorry.
He smiled and said, “Do you want me to know?” I’m sorry.
No backsliding is the best attack he’s ever known.
I put the letter on the table: “Yes, yes. I’m sorry.
So he really came over and looked.
Even though he may have already guessed it.
The beginning of the seizure of power means the beginning of a march by the forces of China, and it is the mother of the original owner who questioned the matter.
After all, I’m Lu Xian’s fiancée and Lu Xian’s hand is in power.
The letter was read, and he put it down, and he came close: “Will His Highness help me?” I’m sorry.
This man, once he’s been acting like a poor man, his eyelashes start shaking, and I gently touch them, “Are you afraid of the land? I’m sorry.
He blinked and blinked, slapping my fingertips, itching and laughing, “No fear.” I’m sorry.
And if you can do that, the male master naturally develops his power, and doesn’t plan to disintegrate just because of a land roller. I’ve always known him for his work, for other people and for me.
I’ve done it before, and perhaps at this moment.
So I asked him, “What if I didn’t want you to take over?” I’m sorry.
And the eyelashes of his bellies were not blinking, and he lifted up his curtains and looked at me in peace, but he dipped in a thin fog, and said, “Why? Your Highness won’t help me? I’m sorry.
That’s even more pathetic.
I didn’t answer.
He took me to the mausoleum, the place where he was buried.
The worms were swarmed, and small graves were set there, with more weeds around than three years ago.
As if he had returned to the night, where he kneeled and pulled the weeds in peace, and then made the earth flat.
He said: I want that place, above the people, nine and five. I’m sorry.
And the night was full of people, and the fire was blazing, and he rose up and held my hand: “I know that His Majesty heard that day. I’m sorry.
I looked him in the eye: “So what? I’m sorry.
He turned his lips, and said, “You are the only one who has seen me shed tears. I’m sorry.
Then he drew out a bag from his arms, and swept the fireflies over his head, and they were only caught, and he sealed it.
And the fire was blown out, and only the fluorescent light was in his hand, the fireflies’ lantern.
And the dust is upon it, and his eyes are pious and devoted, and he says, “Your Highness is like it, the only light in my darkness. I’m sorry.
I picked up this “light” and the night wind blew and it didn’t go away.
But I will.
I sneered and looked at his grumpy eyebrow: “But you have not answered my question. I’m sorry.
“What would you do if I didn’t want you to take over and stop you?” I’m sorry.
His lips are silent.
“Will you kill me?” I’m sorry.
The night wind is much bigger and the flowers are swinging.
I can’t wait for his answer.
And We removed the seal, and the fireflies that were trapped therein flew with wings, and I looked to the light that was moving away, and said to myself, “You are trapped in the light, and the light will die.” I’m sorry.
24
The end of the night is not happy.
A few days later, there was a sound in the palace that the Six Princes and Shen were swimming in the garden, and they began to stand in line with His Highness.
I sent a letter to the mother of the original mother – to support the son of the Six.
Now, it’s settled, they always have a way out after I’m dead.
From the dragon.
The Emperor’s bed was surrounded by no signs of awakening and the forces were moving to an overwhelming level.
When the Queen Mother summoned me, the usual compassionate face finally aroused anxiety: “How is your relationship with General Lu?” I’m sorry.
As if she were trying to find a sense of security, she held my hand tight and lamented: “Now that your brother is alive and dead, it is up to you to help him.” I’m sorry.
“But I can’t help myself. “I drew my hand and rubbed it with a pap.” I laughed, and I looked at her, and she took off, and I said, “My marriage to General Lu…”, and I said, “It’s cold.” I’m sorry.
In a couple of seconds, her face fell from surprise to shame and finally broke the mask of hypocrisy of the past. Where have you been? I’m sorry.
And I threw away my pap and laughed, “I didn’t go.” I’m sorry.
She was so angry, “You! I’m sorry.
“Me?” “We must have died together.” I’m sorry.
When I walked out the door, I heard the sound of panic in it, crying of the hysteria, and it did seem to me that I was very angry.
I’m really not in the mood to continue with her.
Within the walls of the palace, the VA is placed and can already smell smoke.
I eat and sleep like I used to, and I sometimes look around at the other scenes of the palace. After all, there are not many days to see, and perhaps I will miss it when I return to reality.
Momentum changes happen in the most ordinary morning.
The terror of terror has cut through a small blue sky, and the sun is rising, as it has been before, with a crowd of people running for their lives.
A palaceman came in with a burden on him and cried out: “Go away, princess!” I’m sorry.
I grabbed some jewelry from the combo box and gave it to her, “Go ahead.” I’m sorry.
“Thank you! And then ran out.
I was lazy and sat down at the table and I was thinking, “Are you there?” I’m sorry.
“Yes, have you decided?” I’m sorry.
I put a pen on the ink that the Mooniya people had made, wrote a few words, and asked, “How am I going to leave?” I’m sorry.
“When Chusuke kills you, tell me you gave up the world of books. I’m sorry.
I nod my head: “Remember what you promised for the first time? I’m sorry.
“…remember, billion. I’m sorry.
I’m happy to hear that, but I’m more motivated to write.
The noises out there have gone on for a long time.
Until the sun sets west of the mountain, the door was opened from outside.
A long shadow came in step by step, turned its back to the golden light of the twilight, and revealed its delicate face.
I’ve got dust on my chest and blood on my hands.
And then there were a lot of armed men in the back, and I saw Luk laughing at me, and it was still warm — if the blood stains were ignored.
“Your Highness, why didn’t you escape?”
The cold edge of the sword has provoked my jaw, and it seems to be a real puzzle.
I looked into those eyes, “What if I can’t escape?” I’m sorry.
Same conversation, different times.
“How can he not escape?” he says. I’m sorry.
At this moment he only smiled slowly: “Shall I give His Highness two choices? I’m sorry.
“First. He pointed to the bodies that were all over the house and said, “Die with them.” I’m sorry.
The voice dropped, and a guard brought a bottle of poison.
I said, “Well, I said, “What about the second?” I’m sorry.
“Second. He was surprised for a few seconds, when Luk came forward and stopped a few steps behind him, and said, “Marry him, you are still Princess Chu.” I’m sorry.
I nod my head: Is there anything else? I’m sorry.
“No more.” I’m sorry.
“Recognize again that the host has given up the world in the book? * The sound is cold and I hold the sword in my head and lean down to my throat *
“Alas, I don’t want to choose any of them. I’m sorry.
The sword pierced the flesh, and I smelled the blood, and it finally changed, and the hands holding it were shaking, but I held it so hard that he couldn’t draw it back.
I coughed a sip of blood and finally fell to the ground: “I am disappointed in you. I’m sorry.
He shed tears in his eyes and looked at me.
But this time I won’t help him wipe, “I gave you up. I’m sorry.
Say it to that voice, say it to him.
I began to look dark in front of my eyes, and I looked at the stiff look of the earth not far away, and said ironically: “The living, the dead, the most direct way to solve it is not to kill the one who loves me.” I’m sorry.
Finally, I heard a sad cry.
Then close your eyes completely.
“Congratulations on the host’s mission, a billion dollars. I’m sorry.
25
I almost thought I was in the book.
It’s only then that I’m actually in a rental house.
And my other hand held a black card, and he asked, “Are you still there? I’m sorry.
The voice said, “In the meantime, your reward has been given to this Kari, please sign for it. I’m sorry.
I looked up, I put the card in my pocket, and I pulled the curtains, and the rental room was brightly lit, and the narrow outline of the inside.
The phone’s on. Show me 7:00 in the morning.
“What a lovely morning! I’m sorry.
Listen to me, that voice was whispering.
“Why haven’t you left?” I’m sorry.
“When the host returns to the real world, I need three days to make sure that your life is normal.” I’m sorry.
“It’s not bad after the pipe. I would like to express my deep appreciation for this.
The breakfast shop is open downstairs, and I ordered a bowl, and the smell of hot air sprung into my nose, and I watched the streets come and go, and it felt like I was gone.
More importantly, I’m rich, big rich.
The rental house was withdrawn, a villa was purchased in large quantities, and the money left after everything had been done was invested, the mining industry, the entertainment industry, the pharmaceutical industry and what to invest in.
That voice knows a lot and gives a lot of constructive advice.
Fortunately, I am an orphan who is busy eating, making money and sleeping at three o’clock a day, and does not have to explain this miracle to many people.
“There’s a lot of meat in the entertainment business. Look at that face. I’m sorry.
I was in my boss’s chair, and I lamented that this was a entertainment company that I had recently acquired, and it was about to collapse, and then I came back from a huge investment, and then I became the biggest investor and the director of the company had to give me up.
So money is not all-powerful, and without it is all-powerful.
“That’s the best-looking one. This one’s a little female. I’m sorry.
“Do you remember the host? I’m sorry.
That voice suddenly asked.
I knocked on the table, “I haven’t reached the point of dementia.” I’m sorry.
“You know that wine is not toxic, it’s just fake dead medicine. * He speaks with certainty.
I didn’t want to say, “I know.” I’m sorry.
“You know that he wants you to marry Ludwig only as a stopgap measure, and he’ll be in trouble when the palace changes. I’m sorry.
I keep nodding my head: I know. I’m sorry.
And the sooner he said, “You also know that he and Shen Qingfu are only cooperative, and that there is no man or woman.” I’m sorry.
And I admit it simply: Yes, I know all. I’m sorry.
“The last letter you left was meant to stimulate him? I’m sorry.
I can’t believe it. It’s all about the truth, about the palace, and it’s down: I don’t play with you.
And We said, “The heart grows, and I love him.” I’m sorry.
“Why, then, did you choose to give up the world in the book? I’m sorry.
And the little flesh was driven out of the house, and I fell down the curtains and laughed: “I always wanted all the love, but there was too much in his heart. I’m sorry.
And the great windows of the ground cut the light, and I looked at it, and I looked at it, and I said, “In fact, there’s no difference between modernity and the world in the book. I’m an orphan, not a man or a thing that cannot be cut off. But I don’t like the palace, which is too depressed and not free, and I can’t allow myself to be in it for the rest of my life.
“I gave him a chance, but he couldn’t let go of the throne, so I went back to modernity, so simple. I’m sorry.
The sound suddenly went off, and the door to the office was knocked down, and I followed: “Come in.” I’m sorry.
Another small piece of meat was brought in and the broker enthusiastically introduced: “This is a new contract artist. I’m sorry.
“What’s the name?” I’m sorry.
“Photo dust. I’m sorry.
The familiar voice drifted into the ear and my hand grabbed the table.
At the same time, the voices in the mind said, “The master of the world has voluntarily given up the main cause and the trade in the same way has broken the void.
“The host, he’s coming for you. I’m sorry.
I look up, and I look at those familiar eyes.
Take off the plethora of ancient garments, and bewildered eyebrows with simple white-clothed black pants, and he smiled at me, laughing at the heavy fog of the eyes.
And the eyes are red, and the lips are bitten, and they are red.
It’s just as pathetic as it was.
So truly standing before me.
He said, “I’m sorry, I love you.”
I’m sorry I came so late. I’m sorry.
I laughed silently, strangling his jaw: “Look at your performance. I’m sorry.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
