How can we start with a story like “I was born in the bed of a bad boss”?

I’m reborn, with my eyes open and my face turned like a smile. I turned over and put him under one and said, “The dog is dead!” I’m sorry.

The other hand moves towards the waist, where the dagger was hanging… empty! One more head down, with a sarcasm, and a sarcasm.

I’m under my nose, I’m lazy, I’m laughing, “Wan, look at your side, you’re asleep, you’re sick? I’m sorry.

I’m staring at my face, my face.

The scaffolding of the neck before his death has not yet spread out, and the wall of the Cave is still in sight. My name is Jiang Yang Qian, who was in the Palace of Mercy on the 8th night of early July of the year, and who died in the presence of the Queen Queen and had an adopted son.

I also know the three princes, my enemy, who for many years has not been able to kill him. I ended up in jail for losing a game. Yon Yuen gave me three feet of white wine, a pot of poison, a knife, to choose a way I like to end it.

I’m done. What’s happening now?

Wan… Wan…

And a string in the brain straddles, and at its earliest hours it will collapse and fall down.

Mun-Wan, the dog?

The one who started at the end, spreads his eyes in the pyrotechnic land, repeatedly bad for my good.

I felt my body, my heart fell down. This fucking cavity…

Give me a knife. I don’t even know if I’d stab myself first.

Be gentle and shaving my hair in my ear, “Fan, tomorrow the Queen is dead. Take a look at the king.” I’m sorry.

Boom!

I can’t stand the sound of this saying, which is like a flood coming back to me, and I can’t stand it anymore.

I’m not just reborn. I’m reborn after I die.

The soft, warm and wet nose blows into my ear, the fragrance of pear is clear, and he grabs my waist limbs, his finger turns on my eyebrow, and he laughs at me, saying, “This is the way to kill me.” I’m sorry.

This gentle tone, the nature of the sword, is a true reminder, not a dream.

When the clouds fell, I barely determined my mind, as if I had lost my soul and my soul. That was to her. I’m sorry.

The witch is the name of the people who came before me.

Who calls me the Queen Mother?

When the Emperor was sick, I was married, and I was elected to the palace as a housemaid’s maid. I was the seventh of six wives, and that night I was kneeling in front of my bed, with the silk on his bellies, and I watched him swallow too much. The decree was later removed from behind the tablet, and the throne passed on to a six-year-old son-in-law, to his mother and to the Emperor.

The late Emperor was a mean man and told me before he left that the woman he slept with must go down with him.

Later, the princess of Yon Yuen forced her to die in her place. She said that the princess of the sayings must be the queen.

I sat under the walls all night, figured it out. The late Emperor chose me with his mother and I. At dawn, I took my sword into the house, and stabbed her in the belly, and took over the nest, and became a queen. Since then, I have had only one purpose: to sit firmly on the throne, to rebel against His Majesty, to rebel against His Majesty, and to live in peace and security for the rest of my life.

Unfortunately, all this has been destroyed.

When he died in his own heart, he became a plague.

You smile at me, you scratch my cheek, you’re like, “You’re young, you’re full of stuff, you used to stick to me and listen to me, and now you’re like a saw-talker.” I’m sorry.

I looked back, and I felt nothing but hateful.

I leaned in his arms, and I didn’t want him to see my subtle expression. Even though it’s been so strange for years. What did I do? I said the dog thief died.

“My Lord, what are you looking at when people die like lights out?”

It’s like she’s forgotten what just happened, lying on the armwalk, “See if she’s dead. I’m sorry.

Dead?

I smiled, “That must be the end of it.” I’m sorry.

“You’re not right. I’m sorry.

When my neck was cold and my hands were cuddled in the back of my neck, I pretended to be drunk, and I put it on my chest, laughing, and said, “My Lord, the witch is terrible, and he has not come too slow.” I’m sorry.

When he said that, my hand had snuck around his neck, and if he wanted to kill me, he would have paid a painful price.

“What are you taking?” The king said there’s something wrong with you. I’m sorry.

My hands are loose, and they hide in their bellies as they please. He looks like a flower in the fog, but he’s a knife that can’t see blood.

I used to use a lot of power against him and barely evened out. It’s only with him tonight that the nose and the nose really see his horror.

JUNG-JUNG, SHOOT ON MY BACK, “LET YOU GROW UP UP, IT’S A HOT TO MY KING. I’m sorry.

And We protected him from the likeness of a scorpion, so that it could not go far away from its couch, and it turned its head away, and it smouldered a pot of wine, and a cup of wine fell on the table, and if it were to turn upon my nostrils without it.

Interesting… a fragrance…

At the end of the day, the late Emperor had a good time with this.

What’s Monk want to do? He’s a great master.

Then how did Meng Wan die? I moved, didn’t itch, didn’t die.

I’m locked between my legs, I can’t get down, I’ll have a mouthful, I’ll say, “My lord is bad, my slave is asleep, and you won’t call me.” I’m sorry.

Just look at me.

Look at me again.

In a nightlight candle, he stretched out his hand and lifted my jaw. “Wan, I do not know. I thought you were possessed by the river. *And he’s sighs, and he’s so scared, * I’m sorry.

As soon as my heart fell down and my face was too delicate, he was suspicious. Let me even look at myself and see if I’m dead.

Nor is he going to listen to me, with his head on his back, and his heavy eyes passing through the cold moon of the mountains, looking far away, and looking, “Oh, the thief, Wan, you’re not going to learn, you’re going to scold her, you’re going to call me cold. I’m sorry.

And I laughed, “My Lord, the thief is a woman who crawls out of her grave, and it will not be a big thing.” I’m sorry.

And he was not as pleased as I expected, but he was of the same colour, sitting by his bed as a statue, and was not as angry.

It took a long time for me to think that he had been sitting in place, that he had taken away his eyes and his voice was invisible, and that it was she who was dead and had to watch her burn and turn into ashes. I’m sorry.

I put up with the urge to ash him and nod him. It’s not easy for people to bow down under the roof, so I’ll take care of him, and I won’t let him let me go.

“Wan, what do you think? “You can only stay with me and work for me.” I’m sorry.

I’ve been thinking a lot about me, but I’ve been acting like I’m in the wrong band, and I’ve been sitting in the wind all night, and I’ve been doing something that’s not going to happen.

He tried me unwittingly, and I was drunk and dazed. Then he got pissed off and started to say that Jiang Yang was not something. Every time I look at you, I laugh at you, I yell at you, I applaud you.

“Why didn’t the king ever notice that my eunuchs called for a good word without half a dirty word? I’m sorry.

I was so open-minded in order to distance myself from my previous life, and I was able to draw upon the words of the former Korean civil servants and to make them up, and I was able to make them out of a fine and unorthodox manner.

I’m saying, “My Lord, you taught me so well. I’m sorry.

At the dawn of the day, the Jianli would finally set me free, standing up from my couch, walking down one step at a time, and running to the oven to add a coal fire.

I’m in a cold, and I’m going to follow. “Your Majesty, let’s go. I’m sorry.

I held out my hand on the carbon pliers, and my hands were still undefeated, and I looked up and smiled at me, “Drink, even the king’s taboo? I’m sorry.

I let loose my hand as though I had been burned, remembering it, and for a year I was stuck with him in the royal study. It was cold, it sank, and it took a while to get to the knees.

Then We added the coal to him who was not with him.

Yung Yi looked at me like a dead man.

And I assumed that the greatest desire of my life was to be a little boy, lest someone should take his job. I had a bad relationship with him, and he looked at me, and I looked back.

And now he’s staring at me, and I’m on my knees, and I don’t have half the mud and water.

“The Prince forgives his sins, and his servant dares to give him a fragrance, and he wants the Prince’s mercy, but he doesn’t want to do it himself. “Can the prince read in the name of the bondman’s loyalty?”

“Leave you all? “It’s not like we’re talking about a fire.

He saw me sank, and he said, “Wan, I let you go. The family may not let you go. I keep the wind from the rain for you, and you’re going back to the rain. Did you forget the pain you had out there? I’m sorry.

Jiangjia…

I forgot my home.

On that night Mengwan himself sent white stings and swords to the court of mercy, and according to the nature of his father, even if he would not let go, he would send assassins to take her life.

It’s really not a good time to get out of the way. One, I have to let my father know that I am alive, lest the old man be blindfolded and killed. Second, during the first half of Monk’s life, he lived in a state of dependence, knowing that he had too many secrets and kept cleaning, and that he would kill himself.

“The royal grace is unforgettable. May I serve His Majesty. I’m sorry.

In fact, it’s none of my business if he doesn’t move the Gang family, grabs power, kills and sets fire. Once again, if you can’t eat and die, pick a lap hug. It’s good to see the face, not only by myself, but also by drag.

After the fire, the cauldron was blown and thrown back into the pot.

And he reached out, and We immediately handed over the plaque, and saw him wipe his hand slowly and smugly, and looked like a noble man.

I’ve had my heart in my last life, and I’ve thought about it. I think I’m old enough to be stuck in a palace wall, but instead of asking the Dynasty, I want to see which man looks good today and think about how I can raise a few nice ones in front of me.

I was at peace with him for a while, before Jun-Yung showed up.

“What are you waiting for?” If you don’t give her a ride, look for her at night. I’m sorry.

Many years in court, few meetings with family members, and now the opportunity is at hand, and even the steps are so urgent that they themselves trip.

“What’s the hurry? “You can’t fight the king if he’s dead. “You’re going out dressed like this to force the king to take you?” I’m sorry.

I’m just thinking that this stupid thing in Mongwan, who’s trying to seduce her, has got his skills out.

It’s not my body. It’s not too stubborn. I went into the house and changed my clothes in front of my face. “The king has some regrets, what was wrong last night, and has to go with the willow’s Whiskey. I’m sorry.

Mengwan’s body was so soft that when she first set foot in the capital, she danced with the demons and led a group of public servants to ask her for flowers and throw away their money.

Some people in Kyoto have said that she is of low birth and that it is a pity that she has a good skin and that if she is to be a bride in the palace, it will be sooner or later. Such a beautiful woman would have been taken for her own good.

I put my clothes on and learned how to make my hair look better. I’m sorry.

He’s smiling and he’s holding his hands.

“The last one who said that the king was in the high wind is already in the coffin. I’m sorry.

When he was one of the same parties, forcing me to do so, and I was angry, but I said, “Your Majesty is indeed a beautiful place, and I cannot see it.” I’m sorry.

He gave me the old man’s death.

“My lord, I’m not like anyone else. “I’m dressed up and I’m rubbing my lips with my little finger on my lip, and the people in the mirror are losing their time, and they’re so cute, “There’s no good words in the mouth, but the slave-man is really saying it.” I’m sorry.

On a dirt road outside the city, I ride horses and dust rises, and I will catch up with the funeral team. I was surprised when the little emperor Su came to me and thought it was nothing but a mass grave.

And the platitude of the plume was blown out of the sky, and sorrow and sorrow, and a beam of money was thrown into the sky, with the autumn wind, and it rose a bit of sorrow. When I died the night before, and I did it in fear of suffering twice, I washed my knife into the wall, bleeding so much that my father and brother could bear it.

Who is my big brother?

I opened my mouth, and I suffocated. “Mr. Jiang, I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

The crane swam me, with the will to kill, spit out a word, “Get lost. I’m sorry.

And in the car next to it was a heavy cough, and I turned my head, and my father sat in it, and the curtains were open, and the cold wind in the early autumn blew up a snowy goatee, freezing his lips.

He was chromosomal, he had red eyes, he had a hard-on, and he seemed to have no sleep since I died. What about the mother? She’s not here. She’s probably in a bad mood.

My eyes were sore, I tried to persuade him to put down the curtains.

He looked at me, he looked at me, he looked cool. I want you to come and see my jokes! You tell him he doesn’t want that seat with me one day! Even if the six sons were not born, I’d have to fight for her under the Nine Springs!

My father was so short, he used to laugh at me, he was so squealing, it was the first time, I was scolded by him.

My nose is sore, I smile.

“You dare laugh?” I’m sorry.

It is only then that I realize that in this situation, the daughter of another man lies in a coffin, and you come here, and you stop in front of his family, and laugh, and you’re so arrogant! How rude!

I coughed, and I had no expression: “My Lord Jiang is so angry, he is so relieved.” I’m sorry.

My father didn’t come up and threw a teapot at me. I’m sorry.

It’s so wrong. I’ll go back in a horse.

I don’t really want to meet them, the body is still cold, and the murderer stands in a grave and says he’s dreaming.

When I was gone, the thick coffin passed by me. Good and noble. After seeing a rock in his heart, he went to the gates of the city with a little coolness in his eye.

The autumn wind blows, and I blink, and I stand outside the city.

And from the farthest mountains, and from the high mountains, there is no more purified and noble than he came with a succulent garment. It’s gray, it’s dark, it’s dark, it’s dark, it’s dark.

I thought he was waiting for me on a horse like this, and I didn’t even startle him. I stepped down and stood there with him until the funeral team was moving away, and the dew fell, and my hair slit.

I was thinking, I’m giving it to myself. What’s he doing?

“Look at me! I’m sorry.

I was like, “No…”

A good burial. The coffin isn’t transparent. What do you think?

I said, “But the manner of Lord and Master Jiang must be completely cool. I’m sorry.

And he smiled, and said, “Wan, if you were to do what you did before, you would have to raise the coffin of Jiang Qi. I’m sorry.

Monk hates me. I know why I hate me, but I don’t know.

I’m not really Moon, I don’t care to scratch my own bones, and my father and brother are not to be humiliated and beaten.

“The autumn of many events, the handmaiden can bear it. “What if you really want to do it while it’s dark?” I’m sorry.

If you can’t do it, you can’t do it.

I hit my head with a black sided fan in my hand, “Come on, I know you can’t do anything with that river captain, but you can’t do anything. I’m so glad you’re here for the King. I’m sorry.

Why didn’t you want to be left behind while you’re here dressed as a saint, giving me white stabbing and a sword?

I just thought he just wanted to drink and come back and he took me to the party building. The so-called festivities are famous for gathering all eight beautiful women. Meng Wan was at the top of the Chou Fong Building before it was darkened.

“What are you doing here?” I’m sorry.

I’ll take my mind down, and I’ll follow you to the door.

The old lady came up, looked at me, and smiled, and said, “It’s so rare. You didn’t come here with her.” I’m sorry.

Something went wrong, and I was shaky at the threshold, trying to find an excuse to go home first. He’s got a bad heart. He didn’t come up with me.

“The king doesn’t want to be spoiled today. I’m sorry.

He saw my frustration and told me to be funny.

Now I am in a very awkward position, and it took a lot of effort last night to dispel his doubts, and this morning he was once again in doubt because of a drop of charcoal, and then brought me to the flowerhouse because I refused to lift my own coffin.

This is pushing me on my way to death.

I’ve greeted my ancestors for 18 generations.

Yung Jing sent her to prepare the courtyard, paid for the silver and laughed at me, “Now you’re a guest, what are you afraid of? I’m sorry.

I bowed to my head and said, “You are low-born and afraid to take your guest. I’m sorry.

“Did the King ever say that no head should be bowed except in bed?” Your bones are beautiful, but too humble. I’m sorry.

I look up, I look up at him, I think I’ll see you when it’s the hardest time. And I also said, “It may be a good thing for someone else to put you to shame, to put you to sleep, but not for the palace, and I appreciate the fact that you are in the back of your head. I’m sorry.

I was only laughing that day, saying, “Go ahead and try. I’m sorry.

It’s just a young man’s talk of Meng who’s got a nice, warm-faced fingertip behind his neck, and he’s staring at him with his lazy eyes, his memories are coming up and his face is burned.

I’m so close, I’m all over the world, I’m all over my ears. I’m sorry.

“My Lord, Yatsumi is ready. Ms. Meng is different. You have to take care of her. I’m sorry.

“The king is anxious.” I’m sorry.

After that, I was on the second floor.

When I was a Chief, I went to him. Meng Wan was taller than me, and when he made a move, I leaned in his neck and covered his jaw.

And the euphoria dragged me into the air, and he sat on his couch, and the perfume of the water cuffs came out of the smoker’s emptiness, and a piano was set.

He leans back and says, “It’s been a long time since the King heard you play, Wan Yee. I’m sorry.

I’m numb.

When you heard of Mon-Weng in Liuzhou, you were famous for playing the piano and then came to the capital, which was difficult to ask for.

I was too busy helping the little Emperor to take over, and I didn’t know what to do with any of the city’s flowerhouses, or playing the piano.

I’m sitting next to my face, “Your Majesty, it’s only you who say that Wan’s a guest, and that’s what Wan’s not doing. I’m sorry.

Open the fan and lift up my chin and laugh, “You’re a guest and a noble man outside. Don’t forget, your identity is from my master, Wan, you’ve been poisoned by a fragrance. That’s a stupid thing to say. I’m sorry.

I don’t need shit.

I’m the one with the legs, and I’m like, “I don’t want to play… “

“The master is just an identity, and so is the other person, and the king looks at the song below. I’m sorry.

I’m busy saying, “It’s good to have more company in the house. The Prince likes to listen to music. How many more sisters are brought in? I’m sorry.

“How many more?” He shakes his head, and he says, “You’re an incompetent little thing, where you come from. I’m sorry.

If I were still Jiang Yang Zheng at this time, I would have moved the piano and smashed his face against him. Meng Wan, who sits in front of the piano with no will, wonders what is the simplest and the least visible.

“Play a good night’s talk.” * It’s easy to throw me away *

It’s a good thing those who learn the piano will have a song called “The Night of the Night” and I’ll take my mind down, raise my finger, start with a little bit of obscurity, and when I’m about to get to the top, a broken bone fan will lean on the string. I’m sorry.

When he saw me not talking, he groaned, from behind his back, put his long fingers on the chord, gently stroked it, twisted it with the other hand, fine-tuned it, chorded it, and made it sound.

I don’t know, I can play well.

“Try. I’m sorry.

Yon Jing returned the piano to me, and it was much smoother. I was too nervous to look at it.

Boo!

The two chords were broken, and they were shot in my hand, with two fine blood marks.

There was a stifling silence in the house, closed your eyes, slow down, and say, “You never used to play the fragrance. I’m sorry.

I erased the blood from my back, and the pain became more real.

I said, “Your Majesty, your servant has had a drop of incense…”

“Huh” smiled, “Fan, don’t talk to me about your brain. You’ve become a fool and you haven’t seen your food stuffed in your nose. Playin’ on you, homey. I’m sorry.

I’ve been trying to figure out what to say, and I’ve been saying, “I’m lazy, I’m lazy, I don’t want to admit it. You’ve been taught by the king a little bit, and now you’re born, and then you’re taught again. I’m sorry.

I had no idea he had taught me that.

He asked me, “Does it hurt?”

I’ll put a pail on the wound and shake my head.

I’m sorry, I’m sorry, but I’m sorry, but I’m sorry. What did the king do to you? I’m sorry.

I can laugh at you, but you can’t be called back, and there’s nothing more to be held back.

At that time, the closet in the house was made three times.

“Come in. I’m sorry.

I followed my reputation, the closet was opened, and a black woman came out of it.

In the closet, it’s clearly a secret tunnel.

“Your Majesty has met Lord Mon. I’m sorry.

I look up to the sky and I cry, and it gives me a strange identity.

“Sit me next to him.” Say it. I’m sorry.

The woman first hesitated to say, “General Meng is taking the field to the outskirts of the country today, and he is sick and angry with Master Jiang, and has decided to take his life tonight.”

Listen to me, smile down, and say, “Wan-il, did you really blow up the coffin?” I’m sorry.

I’m:

It’s the water that flushed the temple of the Dragon King, beating his family…

I didn’t care about her identity, and now I’m talking about the Jiang family, who was the cousin of Liu’s sister a few months ago, and who appeared to be called…

What a wonderful hand!

“What if the King’s first mover killed the Jiang family?” I’m sorry.

I turned my head to look at his face, and I put up with the urge to beat him up. “My Lord, the big deal is undetermined, and it’s not right to make a move on the family.” I’m sorry.

And as soon as that came out, even her eyes looked at me.

“Where did you get the stench of a saint? “You’ve got nothing to do with this. I’m sorry.

When I came out of the Chou Fong building, I realized I was confused.

There is no way in the heavens that a subordinate should reject his master. No matter what the heart of Yung Yung Jing helped me, he should not have given his judgment in person.

And for a long period of time I will walk with my back, and I will bow my head, and I will march.

He stopped all of a sudden and I didn’t check into it. It hurts.

“The king thinks you don’t know how to be afraid.” I’m sorry.

I step back and smiled at my nose, and said, “My lord, the slave-man has been with you for many years and I was looking forward to you in the first place, and I didn’t dare let you go to this mess, but I wanted to ask the Prince to help me.”

It’s a strange thing to say. It’s something to be.

I’ve been walking around two circles, and I’ve been holding my cheek in my hand, “Wan, I see you’re a deep, old tree. You have a thick face. I’m sorry.

I look down and laugh.

“The face is thick, and I carry it in front of you.” I’m sorry.

Smile, “Everyone’s putting a stick on his face, but I’ve never heard of an old bark on his face. You’re such a pimp. You’ve made up your mind. It’s just, the master’s servant will help you once and I’ll do my job later. I’m sorry.

I’m supposed to say, “The slave-man stops the car. I’m sorry.

“What’s the stop? I’m sorry.

I said, “Don’t go back?”

“Let’s go and have a taste of it.” I’m sorry.

I’m afraid of death, but I’m afraid. As far as I’m concerned, the best way to do this is to put the royal palace under a barrel, where people hide. If he goes to an alley with no name, he can’t even kick his ass on the door.

“You want to go home?” I’m sorry.

I squeezed the peaches.

He just got up, and he whispered, and he said, “A man has a personal life count, and he comes and goes and goes. It’s just that Wan-il thinks that who can protect you besides the king? I’m sorry.

He never showed up, but with him a year later We were in the mountains, and the snow sealed, and he came out of the cave, and brought back some meat. I’ve never tasted it, and I hate to ask him.

Until then, at the palace feast, a few bear palms, a tip of the tongue, and a resonance of the two tastes, and I was shocked.

The guards of the Jiang family are not vegetarians. I bet that Yong-hoon will never risk his life. I bet that he will raise his hand and make his word.

The fan was swaying away, I bit my teeth and followed.

I’m not disappointed by the moon.

A thin window, two wooden doors, three tables and chairs, four drapes.

The door was covered in slurry with an oscillated slurry. It’s like a maggots on the doorboard.

Through the window, the women with their hairs down.

I’m sorry, I’m standing at the door. I’m sorry.

As soon as she looked up, saw people, looked up, “I knew you were here today, waiting.” I’m sorry.

She looked at me and laughed, “Is Miss Meng here? I’m sorry.

We are of the people of the same age, and I am vague in my position.

Yung Jing stood at the door and looked back at me, “What’s the matter with you?” I’m sorry.

I looked up, “Me?”

Qiu Qiu smiled and gave me the hoe, and I stood up, and I played, “What’s wrong with Miss Meng today? But sick?”

“She?” Her ex ate blindly and burned her brain. I’m sorry.

I took the hoes in my hands, sank, and pressed the urge to smash the past. Mengwan has a thin cocoon on his hands, and he looks like he’s been working hard.

Wrinkled, and you didn’t say “you’re sick.”

“If you don’t want to pick wine, go to the backyard and dig yourself a grave.” I’m sorry.

I’m:

And We dragged its head, and the iron was drawn upon a brick, and it was blown, and when the threshold was crossed, We dragged the door with no desire, and the door swayed.

Autumn said, “…for a long time now, Ms. Meng’s temper is stronger than before. I’m sorry.

It’s the backyard, but it’s the back alley, where it’s swirling with a dead tree, and an old twirling tree, under which there’s a wine pot.

And I went down with my head, and I knocked it out on a solid ground, and it didn’t move.

I shrunk my neck, and there was no barrier, and there was no sense of security, and it would be too late for me to be watched by my own guards. If you choose your identity…

And those who believe not, will doubt, neither will see me, and die.

I’m snorting and spitting in the dark like my future, lost.

“If I can’t see it, I’ll swindle. “I wonder when I’m walking out of the house, leaning on a fence and smiling at my lips.

It was a dark, invisible alley, but the light behind him gave him a layer of light, like a dark wind over the mountains, and Qing Jun and his air. He always seemed to be a smooth and peaceful look, like cotton, and when I had my funeral yesterday, he had a duller eyebrow.

“Have you ever seen a fool work?” “I’ve been wiping and shoveling twice on the floor, “Look, I can’t dig. I’m sorry.

“Dude. “Screech and scoff, and hang the black side of the bone on the branch, come over, pick up the hoe, raise up and wave it down.”

One twig, three parts into the mud, two twigs, far from the bottom, and after the three twigs had passed, they heard the crumbs of iron and porcelain.

“You don’t have to teach him to dig, do you?” I’m sorry.

And We crouched down, and We removed the earth, and We brought forth a small black altar.

I was just about to get up and my hands were so big and my head was pressed down.

At the same time, with a cold head above him and a blade on his scalp, when he fell on the old san tree. The trees squeaked and fell down the alley.

I’ve been holding on to a wooden chicken, and I’ve been dead once, and I’ve been feeling a lot worse.

“Don’t wait, run inside. “It’s a cold sound without temperature.

I listened to him, in between, to the back door.

Listen to that noise in the backyard. The face is already fighting with them.

And I looked back and looked at him, and in the shadow of the sword, he saw the flowers of the blades, and he walked evenly, and he was brought near to the dead, with a knife. And he turned from his face, and he went into it, and a broken bone fan, so that he did not give back the sword, and he pulled it out.

Turning back, the candles were on fire, the tumblers were kicked to the ground, and Qiu had disappeared. I croaked, the dark lane was bad, and I took a long sword out of my neck and put it on my shoulder.

A cold, like a bone-infested anthrax, stomped into the limbs.

The lamp in the house snapped, and it went out.

Ms. Meng, I’m going to ask you to meet me tonight. I’m sorry.

The sound of the slab, without temperature, will be in the night, and it will be heard, and it will be an abysmal.

Chief of the Gang Jia, my brother’s close escort.

My Ping brother.

The eyes are sour, the heart is so intense, the joy covers the fear, the hope is to rise. The sword in the backyard is still in motion, and if I say so…

Just one step forward…

I opened my mouth and my lips were shaking, “A-“

“Ooh…” The sound of Qiu Qiu’s grief is ringing in the dark.

It’s like a strangling stick, it’s slammed in my heart, it’s stuck in my throat, it’s cold.

Never before have I felt asphyxiated, strangled and watched the hope of life slip out of my fingers.

I’m going to make a choice, either to find out who I am and kill Qiu-mei; or I’m going to continue to be Mongwan, to kill, to see to it.

I thought of the night when my adage’s princess forced me to die, I sat down under the walls all night, at dawn, with a knife in the house, stabbed that woman to death, and then I couldn’t sleep, and this time I couldn’t sleep.

I’m not a good man.

Ask yourself, there is one thing that you have done in your life, killing a woman who is a liar and cheating. When the saying was young, I did not do anything. He was innocent and I did not do anything.

Autumn’s innocent tonight should not die because of me.

I closed my eyes and my voice was so weak, “To kill you, please mention Mr. Jiang, I’ll make it clear to you. I’m sorry.

I raised my hand and grabbed my hair, “I thought I’d come up and see you.” I’m sorry.

Behind you is a rare silence.

The blade was loose on the neck.

So I turned around, and by the moon light I saw Zongli’s beard swollen, and he wrangled. The Jiang family is not well.

I said, “No”?

“Where to? There’s a man standing there in front of the backyard. I’m sorry.

Zong Zheng took a sword, looked at me, turned around, and said, “Damn the lady, I’ll die.” I’m sorry.

“You can’t find him, you can’t pick up some fish, you can’t send him down, and ask if he wants to take it?” I’m sorry.

I didn’t say anything.

Yon Jing came in and I smelled a little blood on him and he was hurt.

“If you were the king, you’d be wearing your neck to keep her company and kill some useless man to put her in a jam. I’m sorry.

That’s enough. Yung Yi has no position, he has no right to say it.

I fell into the arms of my face and screamed, “My Lord, where are you? I’m sorry.

As soon as I broke up, I stopped talking.

All of them have no idea how hard it is for me to go back, just for a moment.

I was bored, and I said, “This day, I want to hear from Lord Jiang.” The night is heavy, please return. I’m sorry.

The only sank tree that fell apart in the month of Ramadan was completely destroyed and Qiu fell in the yard while she was cleaning up her tears.

The light was rekindled in the house, the face was sitting in front of the table, the side of his face was darkened by the faint light, and his sleeve was drawn to his shoulder, with a knife on his arm, and a knife was cut from the top, and the blood was dazed and stained on his skin.

I’ll take the wine and bow down and wipe him.

A fall wind came in from the broken door and I shrunk. It’s not just cold, it’s cold looking at me.

I said, “Your Majesty, the wounds must not be watered for three days, and your servant will change his medicine for you, like the scavengers. I’m sorry.

I went on and said, “You can’t fight yourself, can you? What’s wrong with you? I’m sorry.

And suddenly he smiled, and he said, “How long are you going to play it?” I’m sorry.

I lost my hand and all the white powder fell on his arm.

I stretched out my hand and was strangled to death, “Don’t play dumb with me.” I’m sorry.

I let my arm loose and I lost. “How can I say it? I’m sorry.

Let go of me, roll down my sleeve a little bit, and say, “Suddenly, from someone who’s been breathing.” I’m sorry.

Boo!

The doors were covered in wind, and they fell to the ground, and the wind broke through the barrier, and a brain came in. The sound of thunder coming from afar is clear, dark insides, and the autumn winds. And We looked up, and he looked in his eyes as deep as ink.

“Who do you think I am?”

“The King has no patience to guess your charade.” Master Zong has just left and it’s not too late to send your head. I’m sorry.

The hand under the table is so tight, and the squeaking axis of the door is as if my heart was in disarray, and at last, the window was ringing, and the heart was fixed.

I said, “I died at the Lenin Palace in early July. I’m sorry.

Boom, candlesticks are ringing.

“Do you know what you’re talking about?” I’m sorry.

I calmed my heart and ignored the burning light of his eyes, and said, “I know, lest I dare say, Lord, you do not believe.” I’m sorry.

Look at me like a wolf, and find the crack in my face. He reached out and grabbed my chin, forced me to look up, and he took his lips, and he said, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

Our faces are not changed, the words are clear, “Eightth of July, the bottom of the palace of mercy, the handmaiden. I’m sorry.

The smile of the face, but in the moment of my words, my fingertips add to the strength of my pain.

Outside the door, the wind and the wind, he slows down. I’m sorry.

Qiu Qiang slowly walked out of the backyard and whispered, “When the Queen of the Queen died, there was a Queen who died in the dead. I’m sorry.

The smiles are even stronger, the temperate tone of anger is gnawing, and he says, “Chou-mei, what’s the name of the palace?” I’m sorry.

Qiu Qiang kneels on the ground, “Go back to the king and call the Jade Pot.” I’m sorry.

I was struck with a red eye and looked at him.

“Good.” I’m sorry.

This laugh is like a dazzling scorn when climbing to the top of a mountain without seeing the sun, and as the day when the sails are carried out, when the rain strikes.

Let’s get out of here. I’m sorry.

I’ve been pushed back a few steps, and it’s not very nice. I didn’t beg him to leave me. If it wasn’t for Qiu, I’d be reunited with my family. Now, the face is not the nose, the eye is not the eye. Just ’cause I’m not Moon Wan?

Who did Jiang Yang Zheng die, and who died of Moon? Why did he do this to me?

The anger came out of my eyes and I turned my head.

“I don’t need anyone who wants to serve me. I’m sorry.

Walking to the alley, the autumn wind swirling, a thunderstorm, and then pouring rain, pouring me from the head to the foot, and the anger was sore that I couldn’t get out.

I stood there, I looked up at the black hole, and I yelled, “Oh, my God! #Damna: #Girls # #Girls

I’m even more sad to think that the jade pot is so loyal that it’s dead and that it’s been tricked and cheated on by an impeccable master. That’s great. There’s no one here. I’ll be able to go back to my old business and laugh?

I don’t know how long I’ve been crouching, my legs are numb, and I don’t want to stand up.

“Tell me a few words, and you’re angry? * The sound of smugness comes from above me. *

When the rain was so small, I looked up and stood up in the rain, and I was covered with a tarpaulin umbrella, and he was soaking wet.

He saw me like this, wrinkled, “Why are you crying? I’m sorry.

I wiped my face, “No crying, rain.” I’m sorry.

“Get up, get out of the alley, and the good dog will stay out of the way.” I’m sorry.

I said, “Take care of the bad dog. It’s not your house. I’m sorry.

He laughed, “For the first time I’d seen someone and yelled at myself. You’re not mad at him?”

I get up and I shake my head and go.

“What are you doing?” I’m sorry.

I dumped two, I didn’t. I turned cold. “What am I doing here? I’m going to give the lady a wake. I’m sorry.

“Only you?” You don’t come to the capital, you’re dead. I’m sorry.

I was angry, I didn’t care what he was, and I turned around and said, “What does the prince mean?” Be kind? Conscience? I’m not Moon Wan, I don’t even know if I’m going to get a hot bed or a thong first. I’m sorry.

“The King needs a donkey’s hoof to breathe, and I see you right, hard and still angry. I’m sorry.

“Yung Yien! Are you sick? * I screamed out of my heart * After all, it’s not Jiang Yang Zheng, it’s Jiang Zheng Zheng’s jade pot.

It’s not good-looking, it’s not good-looking, it’s bad-looking. It’s “Yes, it’s the king who is sick who comes to bring you umbrella.” I’m sorry.

He threw his umbrella over the earth, and the rain was pouring down again, and this time he poured out all of us.

“You love to stay, you’re used to.” I’m sorry.

After saying that, he did not go back to the moon and the shadows faded into darkness.

I suck my nose and kick it in the next tree.

I’m so angry, I’m so fast, I’m so tired, I’m like a chicken with an umbrella. She’s still sitting inside, her sleeve is covered in water, her right sleeve is rolled back up, her knife is so white that she’s busy.

Seeing me come in, Qiu Qiu was relieved, “Mong Zyu Qiu, it’s cold outside, come in for shelter. I’m sorry.

Smile, “Aren’t you the face of Mongwan? I’m sorry.

She’s a little embarrassed. “The Prince says so. I’m sorry.

I didn’t listen to him, and I didn’t listen to him, and they sat face to face, and they pulled each face longer than the other, and she was busy.

Qiu Qiu brought a cloth to my head and was about to wipe my head. I’m sorry.

I’d bet I’d pull it over and rub my hair.

I’m in the cold. I’m sorry.

I’m in trouble, but I’m sorry. Put the medicine down. “I’m still cooking hot soup. “It’s time for us to go to the kitchen and leave our eyes open.

“Get out there, eat the guts of a bear, and squirt me? I’m sorry.

“You can kill me if you can. “I grunt.

“When your master set me free, I read about her and let you go.” I’m sorry.

When the emperor died, the Four Kings led the rebellion, and it happened that they chose the street where Yung Yuen drank the wine, and could have taken this opportunity to wipe out some of them. I was a bitch, but I had to argue it was not black and white, to find out that Yung Yi was being held hostage and released. I don’t think he’d give me revenge and send me to hell, and now I’ve put a bone in the ground.

Hypocrisy.

I laughed, and I said nothing.

“Look, you’re now acting like a fried hedgehog. “The Kyoto people are staring at me, dying of a Monk. I’m sorry.

I thought he was going to be a saint, after all, or for himself.

The silence in the house, the fire, the rain and the joy of sorrow, was followed by deep fatigue, and I stood up to the table, fought with my eyelids, lost my mind, and woke up several times as my head was on the table.

I’ve given myself two bowls of hot soup, and I’ve been given a change of clothes. I’m sorry.

I look at the sky, it’s late at night, it’s pouring rain, and at this point water is pouring on the road, it’s hard to move, and I have to stay here tonight.

Au-mei’s bed is in the stove, small enough to lie alone, and when I changed my clothes, Ai-mei pushed me to the next house for one night.

And I stood there, and I stood there, and I said, “She’s not stupid, she’s a neighbor who can at least cover the rain, and we’re just doorkeepers. I’m sorry.

The doors were open and broken, except for the stove, where there was a fire, and I covered the door and sat on the crib. Drinking hot soup, warm in the belly, it’s not hard.

Before he sat on the stove, from time to time, he put wood into it, dressed in wet clothes and baked all night.

I said, “You pick it up, nobody looks. I’m sorry.

He’s back on his side, asking, “Are you sure? I’m sorry.

When I didn’t talk, he stood up, and the tall figure suddenly made the stove crowded. Faced with me, Junko unzipped him, stripped his shirt off, showed a half-transparent shirt, the muscle texture was clear, my ears were a little hot, I shrunk, and I pulled away from him.

“Look carefully, do what first, then what.” Say, untie your belt.

I was so shocked, I said, “What are you doing? I’m sorry.

“You didn’t let me take it?” I’m sorry.

I bit my teeth, and I said, “You got rid of the grass, don’t you? I’m sorry.

“What do you say when you’re wearing the same skin?” If Meng Wan knew, he’d have to live. I’m sorry.

“No change. I’m sorry.

Yung Yuen threw his robe on the stove and turned around and went back, “You want to sleep, the king will not touch you. I’m sorry.

It was only when I heard him that I fell down with my back to his face. When a pillow comes, it’s full of boredom, and soon nothing is known.

It is as if I was in a fire, and my lips were blazing, and it was hard for me to have a river, and it was hard for me to run, and it was hard for me to cry.

I didn’t know which kind man had brought a bowl to my lips, and I opened my mouth with joy, and a heat flow slowly flowed in, and I couldn’t wait to swallow it, and a murmurky twirl in my head spreads out of my tongue, and I choked, awakened from my dreams, and looked at him, he was strangling my jaw, pouring a bowl of black paint into my mouth.

I pushed his hand so hard, I threw myself in the bed the first time, and for the first time I felt like he was trying to hurt me.

I woke up, and I laughed, and I said, “If you’re awake, you’ll have to take your medicine. I’m sorry.

When I saw the small side of the side, the fragrance, I found myself back in the palace, with the white and wide-sleeved shirts, raised in the right hand, and about to see the bandages.

I’m sweaty, I’m dizzy, and I’m tight on the eyebrow.

If you don’t like me, you throw the pot on the table, and you don’t want to drink it. I’m sorry.

I stood still with him and came in under the porch, saying, “My Lord, the son of Jiang sent an invitation to pay for the dinner at his home.” I’m sorry.

I don’t want to say, “No, I’m sick of what?” I’m sorry.

I’m gonna take the medicine and I’m gonna get up from bed. I’m sorry.

Come on.

I was lying in his ear and whispering, and the man who was right outside the window was confused, and he looked at me, and he laughed, and he changed his mind, and said, “Tell him that the King is with her and she is on time for the feast.” I’m sorry.

It’s not the first time I’ve come back to the garden, and the cranes are used to setting up an elegance, and watery, and the windows must be southward, and the sun comes in after noon.

Last night it rained, its feet were wet, it went down to the window, it went off, it screamed, and it hit the fake mountain. He walked in front of me and turned his back, and suddenly one hand came in through the window, with his wide sleeve, and grabbed my collar, and I stood still.

Take it back.

I looked up, I took a deep breath, and the crane was standing in a window cold and I owed him 800 taels of silver. The Zong Dynasty did not work, he was held by Yon Gyu, and he had to break his fee and invited me and Yon Gyu. His face shows a great reluctance to buy me wine.

“Thank you, Mr. Jiang. I’m sorry.

The cranes wrangled, cold, “Come in. I’m sorry.

I don’t know if I’ve seen a funny look at me, but I’ve seen a change in my mind.

I turned my eyes on him and followed him in.

It’s just like before.

I am accustomed to sitting in a window against the crane, and I do not expect him to be light: “This is the place of the sister-in-law, and I think the Lady Meng has no position to sit there.” I’m sorry.

I’m walking.

On the side, and on the way, “Get out of the house, don’t get angry, come on, get a drink for the king. I’m sorry.

I went over there and sat next to my face, and I put a pot of hot water next to it, and I put a cup of my face on it, and I rolled in it, and I rolled it out, and it was so hot.

When I threw a cup into the hot water, the crane locked it in my hand, and looked as if it had not been checked, looked at it, looked its head, listened to a song outside the window.

It’s my habit to drink. Ever since the larvae had a weak stomach, had a cold abdominal pain and had no habit of burning it, the glass was rolled in hot water and ironed slowly.

This habit is known only to close people.

The crane suddenly asked, “Do you have a bad stomach?” I’m sorry.

“The Prince has a bad stomach. I’m sorry.

He heard about him, did not contradict it, knocked on the table, and didn’t have anything to do with it.

“It was the night before that that the men went out to work and disturbed Ms. Meng. “The crane raised his glass to me.

So he came in with his hand, and took my cup, and took it, and drank it.

“The Lord is truly true to Miss Meng. I’m sorry.

A glass of wine, but not many eyes have smudged and laughed at me.

“Yeah, it’s true. “It’s just that some people are a pickle and they don’t know what to do. I’m sorry.

I’m:

I used to laugh when I listened to him, and I hid some truth in him.

“Oh, my God!

Can you fake it a little more?

“The king has gone for a walk…”

I’m going out with a slant.

That’s what I discussed with him. Now that you’ve made up your mind, you’ll have to calm the family first.

I also said that the actions of Jiang Yang Zheng were etched in my mind, so that the family could be mistaken for the death of Jiang Zheng, when the two sides had been able to save the family by freeing up their disputes and conspiring to do so, and I was able to do good for my son.

This is a lie, a lie and a lie, and I will not let this old rivalry be too harsh for me, a handmaid, to want a better life for my house, and the simpler I am, the more reassuring I am.

The crane warms me up with a hot drink. I’m sorry.

I laughed, “The new pomegranate is about to start. It’s going to be in pomegranate cake. I’m sorry.

Stab…

The wine in front of the crane was pouring, and the bar was pouring on half of the table, falling down one drop.

When Zong stood behind the crane, he wrinkled his eyebrow and struggled again and again and again, “She was a lady.” I’m sorry.

I smiled and cried, “Big brother, I’m back. I’m sorry.

It’s not as sweet as I thought.

For example, right now, the crane has a sword over me, and his eyes are red, “I think you want to die. I’m sorry.

“You’re six years old and you’re not running, you peed your pants, you’re seven years old, you’re picking walnuts, you’re pulling walnuts, you’re eight, you’re taking me to the night market, you’re missing me, you’re nine…”

“Shut up! “How do you know… how do you…”

Zong Jing has closed the window and stood by the door as God.

My brother never knew about these ugly things.

It’s too urgent for my brother’s face.

It’s like you’ve lost your heart. You must have told her before she died!

Even Zong Jian was embarrassed to scratch his head, and when I was a kid, he was so angry that I liked to be brought up. I was joking with Zong Jian and raised my hair in the back of the Zong Jiang’s mouth. By that night, Zongli was shaken.

I’m sneezing and I’m gonna blow my lungs. I wouldn’t want to sit around and stare at your piss-and-breath shit if I were you. In your eyes, I’m the one who’s gonna blow you up before you die? I’m sorry.

The crane was scolded by me, and his sword shivered and his voice flustered, “Yes, that’s how I scolded her.”

I smiled, and I didn’t finish my smile, and I saw how red my eyes were. I’m sorry.

I picked up a pen, and I looked at the crane’s face.

He was so excited to walk away. I have to tell my parents! I’m sorry.

I couldn’t bear to throw him in cold water, but I said, “If I don’t want my parents to beat you up like crazy, it’s better to be safe.” I’m sorry.

I know the secret of the crane because we grew up together. Where’s my parents? I’ve been in front of both of you since I was a kid and I can’t think of any way to convince them to believe me.

“When my father was born, you went to the kitchen to steal food and set a fire and cook. “It’s not easy for me to know what the crane thinks about me.”

I laughed with regret, “But then I planted you. You kneeled for me for three days. I’m sorry.

As soon as the crane choked, the ecstasy retreated.

He stopped, and probably remembered, and it fell on him.

“You’re a good man, don’t come back.” I’m sorry.

When we left to return, how did the crane look like his face was not good enough, and he was far more comfortable, drunk on the side of my neck, snorting in my cheek.

The crane has to bite his teeth, “You stay away from her. I’m sorry.

Laughing and saying, “Who’s talking? I’m sorry.

Even if he calls me Wan-il, he’ll be able to keep his temper down. The sword of the crane has been pulled out again. I’m sorry.

I’m taping my face, whispering, “My Lord, it’s almost done. I’m sorry.

I can’t eat it.

I couldn’t move, but I kept my mouth shut.

I’m relieved, before I get on the wagon, to the river crane road. I’m sorry.

The crane’s cheeky, hum, never look at me again.

I dragged him in the car, took a few steps, leaned down on my shoulder, and he carried the scent of the wine and surrounded the room.

He’s got a watery, confused eye, smiling at me, and his lips are not clear. I’m sorry.

I wrinkled, and remembering my farewell, the crane said to me, “Look at him, I’ve got a lot of wine in him, and I’m not drunk with him for three days or three nights. I’m sorry.

I can’t tell if he’s really drunk or fake.

I said, “My lord, I’m not a squirm, I’m the jade pot. I’m sorry.

He looked up, closed his eyes and leaned against the walls of the car.

Sleeping?

I’m relieved, I’m just taking a break and my voice is ringing, “The King knows who you are, and no one will take you dumb without talking. I’m sorry.

Blink, mid-Autumn, I’ve had a lot better with the crane. It’s not true what they say about the top half of the house.

“But the little handmaiden, the fox and the falsifier get up and they get itchy!” I’m sorry.

Mid-Autumn Night’s party, the Emperor’s feast, and this day, I’m going to go to the palace to make myself white.

“You have to risk your life for that bone?” I’m sorry.

I’m sitting on a rock stool under the porch, folding it in my sleeve, “My lord, let me go to the ground.” I’m sorry.

That’s right. I’m not just going to blend into the House of Mercy, but I’m going to go to the well and get the body out of the kettle; I’m going to not only get it out, but I’m going to burn her.

The kettle said she was afraid of cold and asked me to burn her to ashes and send her away.

Also, I left something behind after the tablets at the Mercy Palace. I want to go back.

“You know what it means to have a servant in the harem. I’m sorry.

What do you mean, it’s all in the Emperor’s backyard, of course it’s rebellion.

I said, “Your Majesty, the Queen is dead, and it makes sense that you should send someone to worship.” I’m sorry.

After all, you’re my nominal son.

Yung Yi said, “The King is 28 this year! I’m sorry.

I just said, “That’s not too young. I’m sorry.

I’m going to take my sleeve.

In autumn night, the lanterns in the palace rose up and turned. When I was 16 years old, I was 6 years old, and I died 23 years old at the House of Mercy, and 13 years old. A half-sized kid, he likes to play.

Yung Yi and I will take my place as soon as we enter the palace.

The palace road, I’ve been walking for seven years.

It’s like a brick under a foot. But it’s not a nostalgia. I can’t stand it.

When they were questioned on the way, they said that His Highnesss were a kind heart, and that the Queen of the Queens, who was alone on the night of their reunion, had commanded me to worship.

The more they say, the more they say, the more they say, the more they say, the more they say.

And when We were at the gate of the House of Mercy, and when it was a moment of glory, there was nothing but a great house beneath the night.

I knew where the dog hole was. I didn’t mean to push it in. I pushed it without hope.

The heart is not filled with joy, with a kind of chilly cry of tea, pushing the door in.

Without taking two steps, you can see that the temple is wide open, with candles in it, and two faces are visible. When the wind blows, the bad wind, the gibberish whispers. The shadows were so high, they went straight to the roof of the beam that they were weird.

I had to squirt and step back and find out I’m dead to get my life back?

And as the door was seized, a few words fell into my ears.

“I don’t want to…”

“Don’t make me…”

And I turned my feet, and looked back, and approached, and saw with a little light the two men in the house.

One is a red-eyed saying, and the other is Zai Sang-song Rin in a thick cloth.

When I was alive, I didn’t beat up the saying that I was dead.

Slurping with tears, with a wide and earthy dragon robe, afraid, must have been bullied!

“Your Majesty! She’s dead, and you’ll allow her to be buried. Today, under the banner of Qing Kung-gung, you will help His Majesty to kill the opposition! I’m sorry.

I want to hear what he can do.

I heard Song Rin say, “I have promised my daughter to His Majesty! I’m sorry.

I’ve got a big smile, and it’s a great response to the world’s ingenuity. If I hadn’t been alive, I’d be a ghost after this old man.

“I don’t need to…”

“Your Majesty! You knew about Jiang’s murder. How can you recognize a thief as your mother? If she’s alive, I won’t do anything for you. I’m sorry.

My hands were slowly tightened and a big rock was blocked.

And what remains behind the tablets of the court of mercy, the proverbs should have seen. I confess to what I have done, and it is logical that the saying should hate me.

In the dim temple, with the verbs and the sound, “She has raised me for seven years…”

Head down, a tear on the back of your hand and an infinite guilt in the heart.

Song Rin said, “Your Majesty, please choose the princess.” Without him, you’re not sure. I’m sorry.

One of my daughters is on my knees, and there’s no one left to back up the saying. I’m carrying a basket and walking away.

The cold wind squeals behind me, and whispers of a saying, “I know…”

A young man who had been humbled and had fallen in front of my door, had now learned to walk on his feet, and I said to her on the night, “Go back and tell her, whoever sits on his throne, in exchange for my life and my life in exchange.” Otherwise, we’re going to fight with both of them. I’m sorry.

Meng Wan says, “The Prince knows. I’m sorry.

So I picked up the sword and returned the princess’s life to the proverb.

I was lying down on the back of a well in the dark of the palace of Tsing Ning, cold and cold, and I couldn’t imagine the courage of the little girl who cried and cried.

A match lighted the cold night and fell into the well. And it was not deep, and the light of the fire rose from the bottom of the well, and I sat by it, listening to the cracks of the burning leaves, and was afraid to look.

“You jumped once, and your legs got soft? I’m sorry.

I went back and stood by my dead cuffs, with a little light in my hand, warmed by yellow and dyed, and lit an acre of ground in front of my face.

I frowned and sat still on the floor. “What is the Lord doing here?” I’m sorry.

He walked in a lantern and stood in front of me, and he was pale, and he said, “Drink the table, come out and change. I’m sorry.

“The Prince can change his clothes to the House of Mercy? I’m sorry.

“How can the Queen of the Queens send a close attendant?” I can’t help it. I’m sorry.

And I hesitated, and raised my hand, and he held me in the wet of my fingertips, some cold, and when my sleeves turned, I could smell the fragrance of wine. The fruit was indeed spilled.

And I pull myself up in a little bit, and I lose my foot and my head and I move forward.

Hold on to me, smile, “You’ve been messing with me for half a day and you’ve been drinking without telling me? I’m sorry.

I took my hand back, and the place he held it was cold, and I put my back behind me for a few minutes, so I didn’t feel like it.

“Your Majesty, let’s get to work. I’m sorry.

“The King has nothing to do with it. I’m sorry.

I looked at him face to face, “The Prince is very kind. I’m sorry.

“Hands up. I’m sorry.

And the fire warmed the mouth of the well until the end of it, and it burned, and drew a seed of ashes. When she died, the kettle said she was gone, but I didn’t want to put her in the palace, put her ashes in her arms, turn around and walk.

Yung Yi said, “It’s easy to come here without seeing your master? I’m sorry.

Next to my foot, on his back, I said, “What’s so good about it? I’m sorry.

I’m not talking.

Autumn winds are getting cold, and I’m standing by the door, and I ask, “Do you want to go?” I’m sorry.

That said, I laughed in my heart and guessed he wouldn’t answer and raised one foot across the threshold.

“Think. I’m sorry.

A simple one word and a half-legged foot.

Half-tied, soft feet, out.

I said, “It’s useless to think. I’m sorry.

When he returned, he walked behind me with a light, and the atmosphere was a bit stiff, and neither of us spoke.

I can’t say I didn’t want to talk to him.

I walked down a dark little road, I couldn’t see my feet, and I was tripped, and I was pulled with my eyes and my hands, and I was like, “What are you doing with your eyes?” I’m sorry.

As soon as I earn it, I don’t get it. I’m sorry.

Following his reputation, Yung Yung and Song Rin stood not far away, and a young eunuch put up a lantern, followed by a group of palace men.

And both of them came forth from the House of Mercy.

And I hold my hand, and I can’t hide it, and my fingertips are cluttering in my hand, and the itching one scratches my heart, turns into a hot air and burns my face.

It’s not easy to hear, “I’ve seen Your Majesty.” I’m sorry.

When Song Rin met us, he said, “The three kings are so happy, they are still in the palace, and they are so impatient. I’m sorry.

I was dragged into my arms and laughed, “I hear you spent three nights in the fragrance building last month as the leader of Kyoto. I’m sorry.

I knew Song Rin was an old man.

SONG Rin was so angry that he couldn’t say anything about his face and pointed at me. Damn it! Damn it!

He pulled me back and laughed, and said, “You’re a good man, you’re looking for women in your pants, you’re trying to get angry and you’re looking for women, and that’s the only way to help His Majesty. I’m sorry.

Song Rin was so angry, he couldn’t see the face of her face, she had a wrinkled frown. I’m sorry.

He was never able to see the face of his face, so when he said it, I couldn’t remember when the proverbs would meet.

I don’t know what I’m thinking. I didn’t even get my attention. When you look back, you’ll see how the crane stares at the face and pulls my hand, as if it was going to cut off the arm.

I moved, “Your Majesty, let go. I’m sorry.

“Don’t you want to be angry with that old thing?” I’m sorry.

He was meant to mean Song Rin, and when he passed the crane, he heard him, and he got up, and he said, “Who do you think is the old man?” I’m sorry.

I can’t explain why I’m laughing. I’m sorry.

When the crane held on to the sword, he said, “I want you to raise your head.” I was busy saying, “Don’t be angry. I’m sorry.

The stork’s face is dark, and his teeth bite.

You’re not afraid of death. “You’re in a hurry to yell at me. I’m sorry.

I can’t look good on a crane’s face. I bit my teeth to make my hand open, and I moved a few steps towards it.

The man was soft and not hard, but he was told that if it was me, the air would go away.

As soon as the crane heard me say, he looked at me and sat down.

It’s so easy to get rid of the crane. As soon as I look back, I’ll see Yong-hwan standing there, and I’ll look at him.

Me, “?

Yon Jianxian left me at the table.

I’ve been used to being the one with the tan and the blue, and I’ve been sitting around him, and I’ve been drinking, and I haven’t even looked at me.

Remembering the saying, I said, “Mrs. Tomon spoke to the Prince before she died. I’m sorry.

I’m afraid Moon will die too soon before I can say it.

Drink a glass of Chinese wine, throw it on the table, laugh, and say, “As for her pig’s brain, the king can guess. I’m sorry.

When I choked, I answered, “Did the Prince say yes? I’m sorry.

“All people are dead and the king won’t accept?” I’m sorry.

I made him?

I can’t help but say, “The Prince has sent things in. Shouldn’t she die? I’m sorry.

“How did you see it coming in? I’m sorry.

And I was like, “Of course not from you, my hands are for you.” I’m sorry.

The face of the face is frosted, “So Monk was dead. I’m sorry.

I was like, “What do you mean? I’m sorry.

She looked at me, and she said, “She moved the wrong person, you understand me? I’m sorry.

Do I understand? I don’t understand, exactly, I don’t want to understand.

I had to kick him out of the hall. He has no reason…

“When a kite is cut off, its head is on its head, and the King is not watching, she should hate me.” I’m sorry.

If I shake my head, I’m in the middle of a mess, and I can’t tell you anything.

I laughed at myself, “My Lord, I’m different.” I’m sorry.

And the cinnamon put on my plate, and the cinnamon rolls in it, and behold, my heart is in disarray.

“So what?”

I said nothing.

Until the Quill stops, I say, “No, it’s just a ghost. I’m sorry.

I’m gonna pick up a piece of a stewed bear and put it in my mouth.

Half a tumble, “What meat? It’s delicious. I’m sorry.

I remember, after listening to that sentence, the whole body was frozen.

He was staring at me, “Think about it. I’m sorry.

I’m not sure what to think. I’m sorry.

The look on her face, like she wanted to eat, “Do you think you haven’t eaten? I’m sorry.

I think about it, or I shake it.

Pumping, crushing the glass in your hand.

I said, “Isn’t it just a piece of meat? I’m sorry.

I was pulled up right away out of the hall, and the chink in my hand stung into my hand, so I wrinkled.

The moon shined his face without blood, and he bit his teeth and said, “Why did you come to the palace first, to insult the old lord without changing?” I’m sorry.

“Being in the enemy’s camp, do as it pleases, and comfort. I’m sorry.

“Who gives you the courage to call me by my name outside the moon?” I’m sorry.

“Zong Pil knows who I am, and he is certain. I’m sorry.

“Why do cranes love you so much? I’m sorry.

“Miss Jing, Li Dynasty, the Prince knows about this. I’m sorry.

“Who are you?” I’m sorry.

I looked up at him, “Did the king forget? I’m the jade pot. I’m sorry.

That night, my hands were loosed and my heart was not dead, “You’re like her. I’m sorry.

“The jade pot grew up with the lady. I’m sorry.

A full moon is a good day for reunification.

I’m looking at the moon, and I’ve been looking at it for a long time.

August 16th, the court will elect the princess.

I was taken back by cranes.

My parents sat in the hall and looked at me like a human being with two eyes. I’m sorry.

The crane, Father…

“Turn down! “My father started the case, and I was on my knees with the crane’s reflection.

My father was so angry with his chest, he was so angry, he was like, “No, no, no! That’s so sweet! Before it gets cold, you dare mess with this killer! I’ll kill you if I say anything! I’m sorry.

I was surprised to see the crane, and he didn’t even say hello and his parents were still in the dark.

My mother was covering her mouth and crying.

The crane said, “Dad, you’re mistaken. I’m sorry.

My dad says, “I’m the wrong guy! I saw you with her eyebrows last night, and today I’m going to cut your eyeballs off! I’m sorry.

I said, “Daddy.”

“Shut the fuck up! I’m sorry.

I watched the crane get beaten without saying anything. I’m sorry.

Nobody listens to me.

The crane screamed, “She’s Jiang Chang Yi!” I’m sorry.

My mother lamented on the crane and cried, “My Lord, stop fighting, I’m dying. Take your mother and leave your brother alone.”

The crane hid in my mother’s arms, reached out to me with a finger, and lacked the bottom of it, “She’s… she’s the chief of the river.” I’m sorry.

Time, quiet inside. People have fled while the mess is over, only the four of us.

My parents didn’t seem to slow down from my son’s crazy blow.

I kneeled on my knees and croaked three bells with humility. I’m sorry.

Time, they look at me like crazy.

I bit my teeth, and I made a killer, “Dad, you hid 300 taels of private money under the pear tree in my yard when I entered the palace. I’m sorry.

My father took a few steps backwards with his sword and his eyes blinked and he said, “Bullshit.” I’m sorry.

He’s got a crane. I’m sorry.

“Father, when did you hide 300 taels? I’m sorry.

I said, “Some small things can be said later, only a little bit, the pelicans in the yard must be thrown out. I’m sorry.

I’ll tell you what’s going on in the Fong Building.

When I looked at my mother’s face, I knew it, and I was relieved. I went up there and pulled up the crane. “It’s ridiculous to use a corpse. I’m sorry.

“How long have you known?” I’m sorry.

The crane said, “A little half month, about half a year after the funeral. I’m sorry.

Take a good look at me.

I will say in general terms what happened after my death, that when the crane was tied up, my parents believed in seven or eight points, which was much less than when he knew the truth.

I said, “I’d like to give her a name when I die.” I’m sorry.

My mother had doubts, raised her hand, dared not touch my head, fell down and showed her grief. I’m sorry.

I’ll get rid of the crane. I’m sorry.

Mother waved, “Go ahead, I have something to say to your father. I’m sorry.

You know what? I looked like Dad was white, and I said, “I’ll send 300 taels of silver later. I’m sorry.

On August 17th, Jiang Jia recognized the young lady who was out of town.

Of course, it was also said that the jade pot was the mumong who had been with His Highness. Everyone’s watching the Gang’s house.

The Queen of Jiang’s family is a queen, who has just died, and who is still with Yung Yung Yung, while she’s still with her daughter.

On the day of the ceremonial ceremony, I met Yon Yi outside the palace.

The two wagons were squeezed together at the entrance to the palace.

“Let them pass first.” I’m sorry.

The driver’s displeasure. “What’s wrong with you?” How dare you forget who your master is? I’m sorry.

I said, “Please go first. I’m sorry.

“No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.” I’m sorry.

That’s what he said. How could he expect me to be chosen?

“Your Majesty will not let the daughter of Jiang’s family be locked in the palace for so long as she is not in peace.” I’m sorry.

“Son of the Jade Pots, it’s the heart of the world.” I’m sorry.

After that, the carriage has moved and the driver is in the cold, “Please, Miss Jiang Er, don’t miss the hour. I’m sorry.

I grunted, two wagons passed.

This time, it’s a phrase.

In the early winter, I stood outside a cold house, and I saw nothing but a little body with a crumb of fragrance in my hand. I’m sorry.

I closed my eyes and this time slowly walked into the temple.

There is no one else to sit on a large dragon chair. It was hard for him to enter the temple, and he sat between the two sides, and looked at me with a blind eye, and the gods were in doubt.

I’m holding on to my fragrance, and I’m having a hard time.

The voices of the young sayings were raised, “Mong-sama’s desire was only earlier than I expected. I’m sorry.

Pop.

The fragrance drops, and it shakes the dust.

A secret letter was thrown at my feet, saying, “I was going to hand it over to Jiang Zianyang, but it seemed that Ms. Meng had taken care of it herself. I want to hear how you did it. I’m sorry.

I feel like I have lost my soul, and my face is strange, and I have never known him for seven years.

Open a secret letter on Monk’s life.

In the same year, the family moved to Kyoto, where they were caught in a riot in Kurayama and abducted a little girl. That little girl, it’s Moon Wan.

Back then, my brother tried his best and only saved me one.

In a moment, the past is clear and Meng’s hate for me is not lost.

I said, “There was a small scar on the left forearms of a civilian, and the bandits were vicious and nailed my little arm. They saw the scar and believed it. I’m sorry.

And I thought that the scar of Monk had been made while working for a faceless man. Who knows? The blood of the former was near, but I did not recognize it.

The saying, “You are a man of care, and if you didn’t report in time, you wouldn’t have died. You did something for me. I promised you I’d give it to you. Go back, calm down the Gang family, come on, when you’re good. I’m sorry.

There is no time outside the house when there is a wind, and there is a whirlwind, and there is cold in the ears.

I don’t remember how I was Shane, and then I walked out of the hall and never ended. When the snow came out of the sky, it was dark, and the red walls went far away, so quiet that my footprints remained.

As the night of the House of Mercy, I walked on the long steps.

Well…

Well…

Well…

“She has raised me for seven years.”

“And with my life, and against my word.” I’m sorry.

“I’m sorry for the charade. I’m sorry.

“Ma’am, you’ll protect the saying, right? I’m sorry.

“Don’t cry. What’s wrong?” I’m sorry.

“Your princess is dead. I’ll help you later. I’m sorry.

My tears are not true when people come from the end of the long palace, slowly, with their faces in their eyes.

Then I fell down on my knees, black and blind.

It is said that Jiangji-san is a person who has never been seen before, has been sealed up in the palace and has fallen on her legs.

I was lying in my own bed with thick bandages on my legs.

The outside maid is whispering to the crane.

“Have you eaten?”

“The lady still doesn’t eat…”

“I thought I told you to do a little light. I’m sorry.

“The lady doesn’t even drink water and doesn’t talk to anyone. I’m sorry.

I turned over and lay down against the wall.

The crane knocks on the door, “Sister, you let your brother in. I’m sorry.

I said, “Stop it, let me sleep. I’m sorry.

“How can you sleep like this all the time? Did Yung Yi bully you? “I should have held him back the day he sent you back.” He must have seen you choose the princess. He wants to hurt you! I’m sorry.

I covered my ears and cried, “Don’t talk to me about the Princess!” I hate her! I hate her!”

Then the door came down, and it was pitched, and it was pushed.

I cried, “Big brother, please don’t talk to me about her if she hadn’t killed me I wouldn’t have had a saying and I wouldn’t have hated it. I beg you to stop saying that I was wrong I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry

Give me a hand and put a pap in my face. It’s a guacamole.

“If you’re going to lie, you’re going to lie. What’s going on? I’m sorry.

I cried, smoked, stopped talking.

“That’s what you used to do in the old days? Are you ashamed of yourself?

I grabbed a pail, I snapped on the face, “Get out. I’m sorry.

Smile, drag me out of bed, hold me around, “What? Don’t you get used to outside? I’m sorry.

I buried my head in his arms, rubbed his face in his clothes, “Fuck you.” I’m sorry.

“Come on, there’s nothing to see. It’s the face of Mongwan on the left and on the left. “Smiling, putting me at the table and sitting down, the food on the table was so cold, he said, “Don’t hide, make it hot. I’m sorry.

The crane saw me up, and the first time he listened to you, he went to the hot food.

And he’s like, “You know, seven years without a relationship, you taught him a lot. At least he didn’t leave a face when he was in trouble with the king. I’m sorry.

I look swollen.

He put a hot cup of tea in front of me, and said, “Today in the early days of the Pilgrim, Mongwan’s confession was thrown in the face of the king and he was found guilty of killing you. When you had your funeral, you had a lot of silver in your mouth, and you were in deep love with your mother. I’m sorry.

I had to open my heart to the sun.

I turned my head and covered my ears.

“Why didn’t you tell him all about it? I’m sorry.

I took it off, “What do I say? I had to kill her! He’s a kid! Father wants to kill his mother! How can he survive knowing the truth? I’m sorry.

“He’s still a kid? You’re such a good scar. I’m sorry.

I want to stand up, and my knee hurts, and my face is cold, “You want to fight, you don’t move, you jump, you don’t want your leg? I’m sorry.

I’m crying in my eyes, “I don’t want to talk! I’m sick! I’m…

“Why can’t you hear me? “You want to spend the rest of your life wearing the skin of Mongwan and making a bride and child?” I’m sorry.

“Hongjong!” Are you sure you want to say something so ugly? I screamed.

“You don’t owe him.” You really want to raise a baby, I’ll have it with you. I’m sorry.

I choked and looked at him.

He touched my face and wiped my tears. I’m sorry.

I put my face in my hand, my head down, and my ears were getting hot.

It shouldn’t be…

I’m crazy.

I’m still sick.

“You… what do you mean…”

“Speaks literally. “I like you. I’m sorry.

Pop!

The door was pounding.

I followed my reputation in red, and the crane broke a spoon on the ground, splattering all over him.

The crane’s lips trembled and saw my face, like a thunderbolt.

“No!” I’m sorry.

After that, with a wet robe, he ran out.

My heart beats fast, my blood hits my face, it’s hot, it’s hard to believe. Thinking of what he’s doing, it makes me hate it. Every time he comes back to the royal office, he’s gonna take it. What’s this?

Yung Yi, “Did I really hurt you all these years? I’m sorry.

I was silent, and I weighed people with my face, and I kept the sayings of my face, but he did use thunder to imprison the House of Mercy because we were having an affair. Because of what?

It was Song Rin’s poor daughter, who saw his face in the street, so as to prevent Song Rin from continuing to squeezing her with the saying, I made a decree to give Song Po to him.

Write it and dry it on the table.

Outside, it was said that the palace was surrounded by copper and steel, and that I was left alone.

Then it was Meng who came in with the old three and let me die.

“You… why did you set me up? I’m sorry.

I’m not supposed to be around you. I’m sorry.

“If it were half an hour later, Song Po would have been sent to his bed.” I’m sorry.

That’s what I was planning.

“Someone who makes a pact and takes a piece of paper and puts a mark on it, you’re the dumbest one who moves his tongue and thinks that the King can spare the proverb.” It’s easier to wipe your neck with a knife than anyone. How dare you?

And my tears fell down again, and I said, “Why doesn’t it hurt?” And I choked, and I scratched, and I put the handle on the wall and I just hit it.

Enough. “The lightness interrupted me, and reached out to lift up my chin, and the next moment it was cold and wet lips.

When my body was shaking and my lips were salty with tears, and my feet were about to fall down, he was carried away, and he stopped, and he said, “Did I ever tell you to sit still? I’m sorry.

I’m like a demon. I’ve got a mouth.

One mouth, he caught the chance. He put me on the couch by the window, leaned down, slowly slit his mouth and vowed sovereignty. I was dazzled by him, my hands were loose and broken around his neck, and my lips tripped, and suddenly a bloody smell spread.

“You’re so stupid. I’m sorry.

And he smiled with a handsome face, and his thin lips slightly provoked, and his lower lips dazzled in blood. I look with tears and breath.

I’ve got my hands covered in my eyes. I can’t help it…”

He can’t help it?

I got a little red on my face and I listened to a lot of people kicking taps out the window.

“You dare to seduce my daughter! Come on!

It’s my dad.

“I want you to come and see me! I’m sorry.

It’s a crane.

Let me go, wipe the blood on my lips with your thumbs, and smile, “It was you who bit me, but they blamed me. I’m sorry.

By the time I said that, my father and crane had been killed.

And I was holding me at this moment, near, and I panicked and pushed him away.

Nor is she upset, but he took a step back, bowing his eyes to the two men at the door. I’m sorry.

His attitude has left his father and the crane in a position where he can’t breathe.

At the critical moment, my father took away his anger, and he went down the path, “Unfortunately, the palace has just given its order to make a pot of tea and to enter the palace one day.” I’m sorry.

“Then let her choose. If she’s willing to continue with the court, I’ll leave without saying anything. I’m sorry.

“What if she chooses the king? “My father was so cold, his eyes were so bright, he looked at his face, and he said, “Doesn’t the king have to resist?” I’m sorry.

“Why not?” I’m sorry.

The house was quiet, and the only way to hear it was to listen to the light wind: “She chose me, so why not?” I’m sorry.

This is a repulsive statement, and at a critical moment, Zong Yi closed the window for us.

The choice is not only for future husbands, but also for those who will sit on the throne for decades to come.

“I must remind you that if I don’t want to, neither of them will. See for yourself. I’m sorry.

If neither of them chooses, the family is independent of the dispute, and neither the success nor the failure of the family can bring it to bear.

My father was speechless, and he said to me, “No one has been spared from this war. Even when it’s safe, it may not end well. I’m sorry.

Father’s words, half comfort, half truth. Who’s gonna be all alone when the wind blows?

And Zong stood outside the door, and the light of the sky casts a thin man in the windowpaper. Not just now, the next moment, ever, I want him to live.

I remember the decision of the heart when I was just reborn, man, not to break, to live to death.

I raised my arms and held my hands with my face.

He held me against his finger and laughed and said, “The king is for you and the king is for you.” I’m sorry.

The day I entered the palace, it snowed again.

Even Song Po is under me without a queen.

And when he made his promise to Meng-mong, he went forth, and was so bright, so bright, in the white heavens and in the earth, and so bright, and so beautiful.

To the palace of Kunning, the rocks before the house are covered with snow.

The house was filled with women and ministers.

And I went up, and in front of the door, the people cried out.

And I took a step back, and I covered my face, and I laughed, “The palace is out of the court, and I have not heard of any more men to be called to court.” I’m sorry.

“Mama, you are in a hurry. The three lords led a quarter of an hour ago to surround the Twilight Palace and to remove His Majesty! I’m looking forward to your rescue! I’m sorry.

“Why are you standing here in the midst of a rebellion?” I’m sorry.

He’s ugly, he’s head down.

I’m sneezing. I’m sorry.

Look at their faces, and I say, “You’re alive, you don’t fight, you’re sick, you’re sick, you’re sick, you’re sick, you’re sick, you’re sick. I’m sorry.

“Your Majesty, you are Your Majesty’s esteemed bride! I’m sorry.

“You and His Majesty have a bond of masters, above all the gold.” I’m sorry.

“The Prime Minister has informed 200,000 troops of the city! Your Highness, as soon as the tiger arrives, the army will die! I’m sorry.

I said, “Who’s going?”

People are silent.

They don’t know.

It should have come to mind that Song Rin would not have declared it if he wished to send the tigers out of the city in secret, and he would not have turned away from Us.

I daren’t bet I’m prepared. I’m sorry.

“On her way into the palace, she came to see her mother. I’m sorry.

I laughed, “I can go to the palace, and Song Po will follow.” I’m sorry.

A group of people probably think I’m jealous, whispering, “You should be. I’m sorry.

There’s one man standing in the crowd, “No. I’m sorry.

And We went with a voice, and the people made a way out of it with a good heart. And he stood in the midst of a pile of people, and looked at me with his frown, and he was the son of Song Rin.

“How can the Emperor put his daughter in danger for me? I’m sorry.

And I smiled, and a dagger fell silently, and the next moment, he lifted up on his neck, and the veins of the neck beating were visible, and he would die with a small knife.

Lord Gao, if you don’t want to die, hand over the tiger charm. I’m sorry.

I’m making a big difference.

“I don’t know what my mother is talking about. I’m sorry.

“The palace is not a woman of the most serious manners. Don’t force the palace to steal you in front of everyone. I’m sorry.

He’s got a green face, his throat rolls and he’s sweaty on his forehead.

I’ve got eyes, and I’m laughing, “Your lords are very fond of it. I’m sorry.

There were a few loyal men who could have escaped from Yung Yi, and they reacted, and when they were scattered, I was the only one left behind.

Gaoway gnawed his teeth and said, “Mama, today’s news is coming out, and the three kings are going against us! Your Highness can see where you’re going! I’m sorry.

“Hasn’t Lord Gao heard of him? I laughed, “There are more history books, and there are days to change. I’m sorry.

“How will the Queen block the world?” Kill them all!

The dagger in my hand is so tight, “Don’t talk to my palace about this crap.”

My words stop.

No, no, no.

He talks too much…

Songbao isn’t here yet!

Galway has given her the tiger charm!

I see nothing but the way of Gauwei Rin, “Mother, the soldiers have entered the city, it is too late!” What you can do at this moment is to persuade His Highness, the prodigal son, to return. That’s all I’m saying. I’ll kill you! I’m sorry.

How can I take heed of what he says, and thrust the dagger into the earth before the heights, tearing down the high crowns, and scattering his hair in disarray?

I’m going to the Purple Temple.

The snow in the sky grew, and I couldn’t see the way forward, and I fell and fell, and I finally saw the house of the Purple House.

The house is surrounded by a layer and layer of armour, and hundreds of guns are in the snow and cold.

I mentioned the skirt, the embroidered shoes were wet, and the feet were cold and unconscious. Go to the temple, be stopped, and point the gun at it.

A decree was issued one hour ago that the temple would not be allowed in or out, in violation of which the person would be executed.

I said, “I’m looking for the face.” I’m sorry.

All I have to answer is cold iron.

I was standing in the cold, with an unprecedented sense of helplessness and panic.

I’m on hiss, “Open your eyes! “I am a man of the impertinence! Let me in!”

The man at the head was told, in silence, that “His Majesty, by His Majesty’s command, had been arrested from the rebels of His Highness, awaiting execution. I’m sorry.

I got a buzz in my head and I was shaking, “What did you say? I’m sorry.

The man of Yung Yiu, what’s wrong?

There’s soldiers on the side, holding me in the snow.

The pre-month knee injury is not good enough, but it’s the pain of the cone. But I couldn’t care less. Where is he? Tell me where is he?”

The first man looked at me for a long time, a little light, “Death.” I’m sorry.

“I don’t believe it! There’s nothing left to say! Where’s the body? Put it out!

The man waved and carried a headless body.

I shake my head, my lips shake, “I don’t believe in anything without my head I don’t believe in anything…”

The body was covered in blood and was no longer seen dressed or dressed, but it was of that size, clearly, a face.

I held out my hand, holding his finger, cold, hard, and not long ago I held his hand, and his finger crossed gently in my hand.

A drop of tears fell, slammed into the snow and made a small hole.

I grabbed him with both my hands, I broke my breath, and I was like, “You lied to me! You lied to me!”

“I’m following you! You’re dead now! I grabbed the body, I held it in my arms, hysteria, “What do you want me to do? I’m sorry.

“Pow, pow, pow.”

Over the long steps, there was a slow clapping.

“I don’t know, the Princess and the San are close to losing love. I’m sorry.

And I looked upon the steps with my face in my arms, and I stood there with my gaze in my eyes, and with my lips on his lips, and he was thirteen years old, but he was a grown man.

“But try it, the Princess will tell you everything. “I promise you a life of glory, isn’t it? Why do you want a human heart? Moon, you’re greedy. I’m sorry.

I threw myself at him and was pulled by the people around him.

I looked at him with my teeth and my teeth, and I struggled, “You killed me! You killed me! “I took a snowful and hit him in the face.

A young boy with a red mark on his face.

“The last thing you need in this palace is warmth.” I thought you’d be smart. I’m sorry.

And when the saying waved, I was dragged to his feet, and my red wedding dress was wet, and I tripped.

And standing above his hand, and looking in his eyes at the ants, he said: “I have taught me love. I will not deny that she was good to me, but she never understood it. She killed her for power; she killed her for power; and I killed her for power. Don’t clean anyone’s hands. I’m sorry.

I’m squeamish and shivering, and she’s trying to survive. I’m sorry.

“The right to live.” I’m sorry.

“What does she want to do when he dies, and he’s stupid enough to write his sins and hide them behind his forehead? With my forgiveness? “I don’t hate her for killing her, I hate her for being a good person.” How simple, ingenious, hard-working, with only one person’s blood on her hands, and in a position everyone’s dream is. I’m sorry.

I covered my chest like I swallowed a cold, a pain in my mouth and a cold.

“Everyone has no conscience from the moment of human blood.” Why would she do that? Why didn’t she kill me and let me know that being a good man can live in the palace! “Where was she when I was seven, when I first killed her?” Seven years! She’s talking, and she wants me to be nice! Where does she want me to find her? I’ll be damned! She deserved to die!”

I can’t stand it anymore. I’m crying.

And when the saying comes up, standing on two steps, it will be straight with me. He grabbed my collar, his eyes were red, his teeth were cut, “Now you too! You guys, you can’t change your nature I’m sorry.

He’s laughing crazy, “You don’t want to see what you look like? He’s listening to you bereavement on the outside. I don’t know if it hurts more, or if it hurts more.”

My heart is in a state like a drowning man holding the horns of a proverb and crawling.

And the saying of the hymn drew me to the temple, and dragged me into the temple of the purple, with snow on my feet, and with the hymn of the hymn, and I fell down on a hard brick, and my knees were sore that I had no sense.

It’s like a dream.

I couldn’t wait to get up on the ground, and I couldn’t afford to be sad again.

As I opened my mouth, I turned around, and there were two very visible traces of blood, one of which had dried up and the other which was still seeping out.

He looked pale and he said, “What are you doing here? Not to keep you at the Kunning Palace! I’m sorry.

If I listened to him, I’d never know the dangers of this moment! It’s not like you’re really prepared to sit and die!

Song Rin stood there with a tablet in his arms, cold and cold, and said, “My Lord, there’s still one cut. If you break your word and force my lord to smash the princess’s tablet, you will not lose. I’m sorry.

“Look at you and San, you’re a good man.” A dead man, not a dead man. She’s right. She destroyed her son. Princess Wan, I’ll make you cry with your body. I’m sorry.

The knuckle is holding up the dagger and holding up the chest.

I’m on the ground, I can’t lift my head up, I can’t reach out, I’m begging. I’m sorry.

He’s got a hard-on, a blade in a little bit of the ribs.

I’ve got hissings, aldicarb running, “Face! Do you know how stupid you are? I beg you! I’m sorry.

Once again, the dried blood of the knife is red and smiles, and finally it says nothing. He’s in pain.

I screamed, “Song Rin, put down the tablet!”

Song Rin smiled, no moves.

“You’re so obsessed with San, don’t you want to see what he did to you?” I’m sorry.

It was said that when I grabbed it, I grabbed my hand, and I couldn’t hold it fast, I was forced out.

The saying sits on the chair, turns his head, doesn’t mean anything, “The San, it’s her turn. I’m sorry.

He knocked on the table, “To stab her or to stab you, to choose.” I’m sorry.

I struggled, “I’m not afraid of pain!

“I want you to choose now!” I’m sorry.

“No! No! No! *I squealed, “Look at me! Look at me!”

The knife went down in cold blood and the blade pierced the arm, and this time the blood went down from above.

I almost got on my knees.

Jong Yiu threw the tablets, clapping his hands, laughing, “Fancy Wan, come on Shane, ha ha ha ha, true and false, once and for all. I’m sorry.

I was shaking all over, and the timid face of the day was resonating with the parable of the face before me, and I did not repeat it: he was a child.

And he turned his back towards me, and set it in place, and pulled out the dagger, and when he threw it on the ground, he rolled it with the other hand, and pointed his hand at the border, and the red blood fell down.

Turning around, asking, “Do you see it? I’m sorry.

“Well, let’s see, I’m in too much pain. Don’t stick it in my heart. I’m sorry.

He asked me to come with him and rebel willingly. He knew that my inner secret would kill him, so he traded it with one hand, and I would see the sayings of the Quran, and I would see myself.

My strength was drained, and I fell down on the ground, and my hands were not sure when they were rubbing blood and rubbing it everywhere.

I closed my eyes and my voice, “Look carefully. I’m sorry.

“The knife of the House of Mercy of the Day, I gave him his life.” I’m sorry.

The saying, “What did you say? I’m sorry.

I don’t have any blood on my face. “Don’t you know that? I’m sorry.

Take a step back, drop on the chair and sit down.

I’m like a ghost from hell, and I’m scared to death of my seven-year-old baby. I’m sorry.

Shut up! “You shut up! Jiang Yang Zheng is dead! She’s dead!”

I said, “Yeah, she died. She was killed with her own hands. I’m sorry.

As if I had seen a ghost, my body shivering, “I know you’re here to ask for your life!” I’m sorry.

“I am not afraid of you! I am not afraid of anyone! “Come on! Arrest them! Rivers, Meng Meng Jade pots, all of them! This is my place! Here! It’s always my place! I’m sorry.

“Your place?” I’m sorry.

Outside the palace, quietly.

The saying goes, “Sweet little lady, save the saying that you’re going to protect the saying for the rest of your life, you killed my daughter, and I will never forgive you.”

His childish face was blackened, his tears were drawn into his face, his eyes were black and I thought he was cute, and I felt cold in my heart.

Jong-gu’s crying, laughing, laughing, hating, jumping over.

“I’ll take your life! Pull your face! The eyes! The mouth! Let’s go to hell together! I’m sorry.

Boo!

An arrow was emptied through the little arm of a proverb before me and him. “Come on. I’m sorry.

Outside the door, it’s the sound of a gun. “The loud and strong cry is shaking under the high clouds.

The shocking proverb changed his face.

The Black Guard, who had been commanded to follow the sayings, had changed again and stood behind him.

I was held in a chair, and the man who led me turned his hand: “Your Highness, 200,000 troops outside the city have been brought down by Lord Jiang and are waiting outside the palace. I’m sorry.

And it was only then that I passed away, and Black Guard changed his Lord for the first time, and set out Gauway and lured the enemy with tigers, and invited him to enter. You can’t win without being weak.

The adage screamed, like a dog who had lost his family, and his limbs rolled back to the table in an incoherent manner.

“Bring arrows.” I’m sorry.

In Song Rin’s frightful eyes, the eye opened open, bowed, raised arrows, pulled up, aimed at the hindsight, and the blood sprung out of the wound, surrounded by blood under its feet.

It’s a saying to keep Song Rin in front of his face. I’m sorry.

Unfortunately, there was no response, except for Song Rin, who kicked his legs like an insect who could not live long after autumn.

“Your Majesty, forgive me I have my daughter and my family! I’m sorry.

He was screaming in his mouth, and his eyes were groaning.

As the saying goes, “The world is no better than the chess.” I’ll take your daughter as queen I’m sorry.

Son of a bitch! I’m not talking to you! I’m sorry.

“Even you betray me?” After all, he cried and cried like a mad cry, “I’m like your brother! If it wasn’t for me, you would have died in the house with Ryo! You… I am your salvation! You cannot kill me!”

“By the grace of His Majesty, the mother closed her door, and died of deep carbon poisoning.” This is the day to pay. I’m sorry.

I was struck by the habit of having a face that never allowed others to add to the carbon, and every time he did so, he added three pieces and sometimes got free, and he sat in front of the stove, staring at the carbon and burning it down, adding three pieces, so repeatedly.

“That’s what I saved you! Burn a woman’s daughter to death. You have today! You have today! Look at him. He’s like me. He’s got no mother! Why don’t you pity him? I’m sorry.

Song Rin is already paralyzed in front of the posterior, and he sits on the floor with his thin body, his eyes empty, and he shows half his head.

The next moment, smile, brush!

An arrow rubbing Song Rin’s skull through the head of a proverb, an arrow in the emptiness of the raisin, and a thin body cage. It was nailed to the dragon chair, and the red, white slurry came out of the back of the rosy, followed by the hand of the dragon chair and dripped down.

Song Rin screamed, bled his forehead with blood, cut his nose, ticked his toes and dipped in a red coat collar, responded, again a emptiness, crucified into a proverbial neck, a third arrow, fell on his right hand, a fourth arrow, inserted into his knees, and continued to hold his bow, blood on his fingertips, and a cold cold face, and I cried, “That’s enough.”

The saying hurts me, he shoots through the neck. The right hand of the proverb grabbed me, and he shot through his right hand and hurt my knee, and he shot through one of his knees.

The final arrow has been pulled up.

Song Rin came back, rolled over the ground and ran out of the house.

“Kills! Your Highness! Zhu Zhu!

Turning around, shoving… ..sicking arrows, right in the back.

Song Rin’s body fell in front of him, silent.

The Black Guard kneels down, and the sound of a thick sound echoes in the city, “Please take your place!” I’m sorry.

I lay still on the ground, and when I was appalled, there was something in my heart that seemed strange until my eyes were turned towards me, and I came to me, with my hands stretched out in my eyes.

There is blood in the temple and blood in his hands.

There is no reason why there should be no bloodshed since ancient times.

My arms were raised, and I fell silent, and in my cold eyes, I shuddered and said, “I’m afraid. I’m sorry.

His face is pale, his lips are dry, he’s dumb, “I know, it’s not you who’s not afraid. I’m sorry.

He stood in front of me, blocked the light, locked me in his eyes.

“You can see through the proverbs. Jiang Chang Yi, don’t kick you, you’ll never go forward. I’m sorry.

He lays down his arms, in the light of the Hall of Light, and looks at me in silence, “The choices I give are still numbered. You want to shrink back, I won’t stop you, come and go free. I’m sorry.

On the long street of the capital of Japan, where Yung Yi stood, he said to me, “Live or die, come and go free.” I’m sorry.

I said, “How did you get there?”

Sitting on a dirty brick, holding my hand, without any action, just holding it in hand, holding my hand, not letting it spread.

He counted my fingertips unconsciously and said, “I, like you, believe in the sayings, go out and come back, the door is closed and the mother is held to death. I’m sorry.

As if he were telling a story, not sad, and flat.

“She was still with her mother, and she said that none of the kings in the palace had grown up in peace, useful and plentiful to survive. I’m sorry.

“Then later I knew, the spoiled one, killed my mother. I’m sorry.

He saw my face, “It’s a postulate.” I’m sorry.

“The father’s eyes were blind, even though he could see it with a false eye. Sometimes I want to cut out the heart of my father, and see how far it has gone before I ignore a man’s life. I’m sorry.

“I won’t get my turn, but I learned everything, helped my father in his government, did well, won praises, fought a few wars and won.” I’m sorry.

He leaned his head over my shoulder and carried my arm.

“I thought, “I’m not flattered, at least for use. It’s time for the truth. I’m sorry.

When the late Emperor collapsed, both the sayings and his wife lived well, and even the last words of the late Emperor’s will were silent.

“I’ve spent my whole life seeking justice, not thinking of the first. You gave it to me. I’m sorry.

I wrinkled, “Me?”

He smiled, “Why is someone so stubborn?” I told you I didn’t do it, and you did. I can’t believe you don’t understand. That’s how you let me go and bite my teeth. I’m sorry.

“I was wondering if you could live in the palace if you were stupid. Didn’t think you were living too much. I can’t see you, and sometimes I find you in the study, and you yell at me, and I feel so comfortable. I’m sorry.

“I should have known, I let him live in a dragon chair because of you. I’m sorry.

He sat on my side, looking a few steps away at the dragon chair, lying there with a proverb, and his eyes turned white.

I grabbed his hand, both of them had blood on their hands.

“But you did well, better than everyone.” I know what you’ve been doing. I’m sorry.

So why can’t we do the best that we can? I’m sorry.

“You have a conscience, a good heart, justice, and everything I have not, and there is no good in the palace, so no one will stop you except to sit on the highest seat, and think well. I’m sorry.

He bowed his head and put a shallow kiss on my forehead, “I want to be as good as you. I’d be happy to have one in ten. I have to climb all the way up to the top and watch you live. I’m sorry.

I cry and cry, “Don’t do this…”

“…you don’t owe anyone, because there are so many…”

And I can’t stand a second saying. This chair is given to someone else and your life is given to others. I can’t trust anyone but myself. I’m sorry.

“…so if you want to run, you can run. I’m sorry.

I’m just breathing in my eyes, and I’m gonna roll down without a tear. I’m sorry.

“From the moment you chose me, I thought about it. I’m sorry.

“Be a wise man. I’m sorry.

“Good. I’m sorry.

Outside, the snow stops. And I held the frame of the door, and slowly came out, and the sky was bursting, and a ray of light was shining beneath my feet, and it went down to a distant place, to a distance, and a row of geese flew through the sky, and the sky was cloudy, and the sun was clear.

The man behind you, “Ma’am, my hands are still dirty. I’m sorry.

And I smiled, and I laughtered under a thick palace, and I said, “Your Majesty, this is my whole life.” I’m sorry.

The wind rises, the snow rises, the stars spread.

People are shackled.

True freedom is only in peace of mind.

Nanji

Today’s people talk about the Queen of the Dynasty.

It was said that the Queen was low-born and spent several years in the pyrotechnic land and then climbed to the present-day His Majesty, holding the right thighs, so that the chicken dog would rise and sit in the Kunning Palace.

It was also said that the Queen was so jealous of nature that His Majesty had been in power for many years and had not given a single concubine.

“I can’t stand him! In the teahouse, young people step on their feet, with their heads raised in their mouths: “Even if the queen gives birth to an egg, His Majesty will not be able to persuade his wife to choose. I’m sorry.

“He heard that the Emperor was beaten by a woman? I’m sorry.

Whose house?

“Girl Paul. I’m sorry.

There’s a hush under there.

Some people say, “Well, watch your head.” I’m sorry.

I skinned peanuts and picked up a nut from inside, and it was falling right on the head of a student.

The bookboy was smashed, he looked up, he saw me, he wrinkled his eyebrow, he had a suspicious red vertigo in his ear, “I dare ask the question but the girl hit me?” I’m sorry.

I sat there on the second floor of the fence and looked down at him, “Listen when it was the right time to cut your head off.” I’m sorry.

That’s what I said the other day, the bottom must have fallen down on its knees, and now the teahouse is laughing and almost up the roof.

The bookman was ashamed of his face, “You are… you are… so unreal.”

“A girl must be interested in you, silly boy! I’m sorry.

In people’s laughter, one hand came from behind and held my shoulder.

“Madam is rude and has run into you, and I hope you don’t have a problem with this little woman. I’m sorry.

I’m in a good mood today and I can hear my own gossip when I’m out of the palace.

Right now, I don’t know what I’m thinking.

Pop, put your hands off your shoulder and laugh, “Little woman?” I’m sorry.

“It’s not my fault. You said it yourself.” I’m sorry.

On the night before, I was lying on the bed with Jianli, talking about the election of the bride, except that day when the wind was blowing into the ears of the people of the Rito, and exhorting me to be good and good, I was lying on my cheeks, not salty, and said, “Where shall I be able to control the affair?” I’m sorry.

So I wrote it down, and I didn’t know it was going to happen, and I jumped out of my mouth with a little woman.

I jumped over and was held in my arms.

“Do you understand what modesty is?” “I looked in his eyes, and I said, “You can’t! I’m sorry.

“Why can’t I say I’m five years old and you’re not my little woman?” I’m sorry.

I put peanuts in my lips, “Eat, you!”

I went in with peanuts and chewed and looked at me and pecked on my lips, and I covered his mouth, “No kissing! You didn’t tell me what happened to Miss Boy! I’m sorry.

And when he is idle, he likes to rub his finger at my posterior bone, and his hands are cold, and the places he passes are warm and numb, and then his fingers slip into his collar.

I leaned on him, and I heard him say, “Song Bao went crazy and tried to kill me that day. I’m sorry.

Song Rin died, Song Po was alone, he was raised for many years, he was unworking and in exile, and he was soon abducted and sold to the Qin building.

She knows her face. She hates her face.

My chin was on his shoulder, staring at the ball hanging out of the rail.

And I said, “Study, shall we get half? I’m sorry.

I can’t see the face of my face, but I hear him stripping the peanuts, and there are a few stubborn in his face, and there’s a lot of talk about usurping power, dying to change it, and a lot of ceremonial.

‘O Queen, they are right, and the wise see the wise.’ I’m sorry.

To me, Juncheng is the best man in the world, and to others he is a rebel and will be written into history for years. I’m obsessed with history because I don’t want to be scolded a hundred years later.

I’m gonna go back, and the next minute, a tumbled, fat, fat nut fills my mouth with a fried fragrance.

He saw me, and he laughed, “Eat a few long-lived fruit and live for hundreds of years. I’m sorry.

“What are you doing living so long? I’m sorry.

“Hear the curse. “At that time, we’ll fight for me. I’m sorry.

I spat, “I’m free? I’m sorry.

Yung Yi said, “Isn’t it just free time? I’m sorry.

And I was like, “Oh, my God.

“You’ll live your whole life, you’ll live your whole life. When the last man dies, find a man with a strong hand. “You have to fight with me. No one else can. I’m sorry.

“Look at you, it’s like life is too short, it’s too late, it’s too late to fight. I’m sorry.

“Or else I’m a bitch. I’m sorry.

I got up on him, and I laughed at him and said, I’m sorry.

He who enters the throne for a year and sleeps only two hours a night while he is busy, and if he catch a great event, he will not return. So for a year, they always said the queen had nothing to do with it, but I took the blame for her.

When you’re on the ground, your knees are soft and your eyes are about to hold me, your frowns, “Again? I’m sorry.

The snow of the day fell on his knees, then fell upon his roots, and it rained in the shadows, and was not easy to walk. He’s not much better than me. He’s got three scars. He’s the price of rebellion.

Yung Yi likes to use chicken hair as an arrow, and he knows that when the wound comes out, my heart is soft, and I should ask for it. I’ve never been able to ask me to kneel, either on a bed or in a hall.

He put me on the ground, leaned behind my back, reached out his hand behind my back, and said, “Come on up. I’m sorry.

I smiled and grabbed his neck, and watched him put me on his back, steady and steady, step by step, step by step down to his ear, whispering, “Your Majesty, this is inappropriate. I’m sorry.

“My wife is a sacred man. “And I walk behind my back in the streets of the capital, moving in and out, and there are many who are watching, but there are few, few, who are willing to walk on their backs.”

When I got to the palace, the bright red door was shaking in the snow, and I was lying on my back, and I couldn’t find it.

I was humming, and I was like, “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.

I said, “I’m sick. This palace door is bad. It’s so red. I’m sorry.

“Tomorrow is dark.” I’m sorry.

“The black door is not as good as the red door…”

He walked slowly behind my back, passing through an unknown door to the palace, and a bunch of red bee came out of the wall.

I’m humming again.

How much tension did you put on the sound of this gibberish? I’m sorry.

I look like, “Plums don’t look too good. I’m sorry.

He didn’t say anything about being cut. He took me to a hospital.

The people of the hospital saw Yung Yung Ying carry people in their backs, and called me round up like an enemy. After Zhang had seen him, he looked as dark as he could look at him.

I can see that I’m trying to suppress my temper.

Finally, a group of people finished.

Faces.

And finally, Zhang’s doctor had a beard and a slow walk, “The Queens may be pregnant. I’m sorry.

“What’s maybe?” I’m sorry.

“If His Majesty has done the work, then it is right.”

I’m so confused, “What’s the matter?” I’m sorry.

I’m a cover-up. So I’m pregnant, and they’re afraid that I’m going to go out and fuck myself, and I’m gonna shake my head off.

I’ll stay at the Queen’s place night and night. I’m sorry.

As soon as he said that, he heard a crowd of people.

And We made his eyes towards his face, and he took me back.

He grunted, and immediately forced Zhang Zhang’s senior doctor to send a carriage, not even a palanquin.

I said, “You carry me bad? I’m going to join you again. I’m sorry.

“The legs are soft and the back is not moving.” I’m sorry.

The Queen is happy, and the forwards are like being pulled out of her tongue, and there is no sound. Then passing through that little wall, the wall was bald and there were no flowers.

“It’s time to throw them to Shinji. And by the way of the little palace, “God intrudes on His Majesty, and His Majesty intrudes in His Majesty’s heart. I’m sorry.

I felt like I had five months in the belly, and my legs were a little sour, and I felt like I had a little bump on my back, and I held the wall, and I was surprised.

It doesn’t hurt, but it scares the next person’s face.

There’s a rush in the back, “Crowd, get down on your knees! I’m sorry.

I didn’t have time to turn back, so I had a child who said, “Let me die!” I’m sorry.

I’m so stiff, I hold on to the hand of the Miyagi, I can’t look back.

Fear… and when you look back, it’s the face of a cheesy proverb.

I said, “Look back! What does that kid look like? I’m sorry.

“The Crown Prince is the king of peace.” I’m sorry.

The King of Tien An is the cousin of Yung Yi and a relative of the Emperor.

It’s been a long time. I hear you’ve been flattered.

I bit my teeth and turned around.

It’s not the eyes that I remember, he’s not clean, he’s not pure, he can even see at first sight some little calculations and favors.

I’m relieved, I can’t get down, and then I fall, “Why do you call me the Queen? I’m sorry.

“Because she looks good.” He said with joy, “Don’t bend your arms, just stand up and make yourself comfortable.” I’m sorry.

I laughed, but it was a coincidence.

Your name is Junko?

He nodded his head, “Be careful and consider it.” I’m sorry.

I touched his head. I’m sorry.

He nodded his head, “The father is still in the royal study, waiting to pass.” I’ll see you later. I’m sorry.

When his little body ran, his ass turned round and he was very happy.

I was staring at the palace for a long time, and I laughed, “My Queen, it’s the same pleasure that you give birth to your son on the next day.” I’m sorry.

After noon, Juno returned, and his foot was a little hurried. I’m sorry.

I’m carrying soup bowls, “Jong-ho, I like him. I’m sorry.

“I don’t like it! “Come on, clean your hands, pick up my empty soup bowl and drink it again.

I said, “Why do you want a bowl from me? I’m sorry.

Yung Yung grunts, “I can’t afford to eat in the future. Don’t say a bowl, even a spoon. I’m sorry.

I’m in the fog, “Why can’t I eat?” It was a long time ago that the drought began, and next year the harvest grew, and the parties turned their backs on the ground, and the fighting was too difficult for a hundred years, and it will be a good future. I’m sorry.

“You really like that kid?” I’m sorry.

I’ve changed my face. You can’t think of all that crap! The king of peace is his only son! I can give birth. Why do you have to rob people? I’m sorry.

“Doesn’t this choose the Prince?” I’m sorry.

I suddenly died on the wrists of his face, and he didn’t look, and his hands were shaking, and the soup was spilled on his back.

I said, “When did you hide it from me? I’m sorry.

“What are you doing?”

My eyes are red.

When he saw me cry, he didn’t know whether to wash his hands first, or whether he came to me first, and his hands were so busy.

“What’s wrong? I didn’t want to leave my son, so I chose first! What if you have a girl…”

I’ve been tearing it down, “You’re dying, I’m sick. I’m sorry.

“Who told you I was dying?” I’m sorry.

I cry and cry, “You’re going to choose the prince…”

It was clear to Yung Yi that he said, “It is only in the early days that the thought will be lost.” Otherwise, the day will be uneasy. I’m sorry.

He went to wash his hands, wipe it clean, sit down and rub my face, “Of course, when you were born. If it’s a daughter, do you want to regenerate; if it’s a son, he’ll have to talk about it.

After the year, spring, I was born.

A little girl, skinny monkey, crying loud, almost turned over the roof of the Kunning Palace.

I can’t smile when I’m hugged.

“We kids, we’re strong. I’m sorry.

I’m suffocating, “Yung Yuen, we’re not waiting. I’m sorry.

“You don’t think about it, but I can…”

“You shut up! “I’m twirling my bed, looking out the window and looking behind my nurse’s ass, and I’m like, “Be good, be smart and know how to go. I’m sorry.

The point is that the family is innocent, and it was decided soon before that the king’s dolls became cold and ill, and they were said to be unrecognized.

Yung Yi called someone in.

I’ve been a bit taller than I was when I first met.

As soon as he came in, he kneeled on his knees and hollered me with humility.

I said, “Do you like the palace?” I’m sorry.

Nod your head.

“The little lady will give you a job and stay in the palace I’m sorry.

“Do you want her to stay in the palace and sweep the land?” I’m sorry.

I laughed, and when I got to the exit, I hesitated.

I said, “Jongrong, the palace is too big to clean, too tired. I’m sorry.

“But it’s clean now. I’m sorry.

Yung Yi said, “That’s me working fast. I’m sorry.

I couldn’t bear to laugh.

May I ask, “Is His Majesty tired? I’m sorry.

He is tired, he does not go forward with his life, and heals a bright and bright world, and sometimes I take out a silver hair from him, so that he may complain for a long time.

He said, “You’re still alive again and a few years younger than me. I thought you were a little bit of a softer ear, a lie. Now I’m scared I’ll lose you one day in front of you. I’m sorry.

Later, he stole the dynasty and pulled me to look at it.

He said to grow old together.

One day he found a couple of white hairs on my head, and he just blew up the beats on the table, wrinkled, and said, “No, we can’t do this.” Let’s go fuck ourselves. I’m sorry.

Pick it up, pick it up.

“Do you want to grow up soon? I’m sorry.

I’d like to say, “If I wanted to grow up, I’d be worried about His Majesty! I’m sorry.

It means I understand and I understand.

He will.

The first time he saw me, he wanted to.

I asked how long it would take to say ten years.

Ten years later,

Prince Jun has the honor to be king.

On that day, I stood at the door of the palace, and the sun was hot and sweating.

I said, “Where to?”

Yung Yi said, “Go to Jiang Po. I’m sorry.

When you go, the crane just comes down.

The first reaction was to kneel down, to say the word, to come back, and this is no longer His Majesty.

The crane smiled, “Is my uncle here? I’m sorry.

“Here it comes. I’m sorry.

“What for?”

“Soft food. I’m sorry.

Later, I couldn’t remember any of the people I saw or said anything, but I remembered the trees outside the yard the other day, and I walked in with my hands with my face. The crane was in front of me, with his back, with two live and squealing gibberish fish, and his mouth was like, “This is crazy. You’re the worst in the world! #Precise: YXA18OgRmRzHk6vZDGliJLJ1

I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.