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I sold the Emperor into the south windhouse.

Then he escaped with his wounds and was imprisoned by me and became my son.

Unfortunately, the boy actually can kill my boss at any time… And I’m, like, a character in my book.

It’s not even ash, NPC, one of them, called Shao Yu, in my book “The Great Qi Fung Hua” with no more than three inks and no more than 200 words.

And this man, who is the master of my novel, Xie Sam, whose starting point is a bragging and bragging attack on the male lord, has given him many golden fingers in my writing, which has led him to the throne in a decade of imprisonment for the son of his sinners, in the event of his defection.

And now, at the end of the article, the man’s power is almost complete, but there’s a small situation in which he’s been shot in the river when he’s designed to kill Big General.

Of course, it’s not a big problem in the text, but in the middle of the story, I was brain-smuggled, and the man in the coma was taken back to the house by his little prince.

To be sure, the little prince insisted that the male master be his pet.

Xie Sam, who is a bad-tempered, unsatisfied man in the city, has spent a long time waiting for his men to come and slaughter the Changping Constabulary.

My comment area was full of readers howling–

“It’s awesome! “Oh, shit, this is real. “It’s too humiliating to kill him.”

For the first time in a single chapter, I smiled as the author’s mother.

And now, when I hear the Master call me “The Fowler,” all I hate is why I write this damn book!

I think I can still save it.

As long as the man has not appeared, I will not come to the river!

“The prince, the man in the woodhouse… what should we do? I’m sorry.

I looked dark and fainted.

How did the man who grew up as a big man live three chapters?

I want to cry.

Why don’t I write the man down a little bit?

I’ve been thinking a thousand times about a hundred ways, and I’m finally crying, “Take me to him.” I’m sorry.

And I stunned, and said, “Sit the door in your mouth, and respect him, and stop calling him a man. I’m sorry.

For the first time, I saw my own characters, and I said, “Fuck.”

It’s not as if I wrote it, the man of the house, the man of the side, the man of the house, the man of the house, the man of the house, the man of the house, the man of the house, the man of the house, the man of the house, the man of the house, the man of the house, the man of the house, the man of the house, the man of the house, the man of the house, the man of the house, the man of the house, the man of the house, the man of the house, the man of the house, the man of the house, the man of the house of the house, and the man of the house, the man of the house, the man of the house, the man of the house, the man of the house of the house, the man of the house, the man of the house of the house, and the man of the house of the house.

“I saw the Crown Prince.” I wonder what the Crown Prince wants.”

Actually, the prince didn’t do anything.

It’s just that they come up in an indiscriminate way, and they don’t give food to people, and they call it “boiling gas” and it’s the usual pattern of the NPC.

This paragraph was written to contrast with the later face.

“According to the Red Water battle, Ion Jiang was ordered to report an anomaly in a timely manner. There must be redress, and recently many outsiders have been innocently framed as rebels and left dead on the walls. I’m afraid he’ll be found. I can’t hide him here. I’ve sent someone to see my aunt. She knows medicine. She’ll be able to fix the wound for him. I’m sorry.

I’ve made a script for myself.

It’s me! Five hard-working wordsman who’s been working for the Hall!

“The Crown Prince is not afraid that I am really a rebel? “Thank Sam for smiling.

His shoulder was a cross-cutting wound, which he himself had simply dealt with, but had been in the water for a few hours and had been locked up in a woodhouse all morning, and he was able to calm himself in such a state of physical incompetence and uncertainty.

“How can you be a rebel if you’re not armed and unarmed?” I said,

It is a reasonable excuse for both sides.

I just want this Buddha to be sent away as soon as possible.

It’s not like you can’t kill a man.

After all, I set the man’s intellectual value, max, medium value of force, and a few more strong bodyguards, which can crush him.

But I can’t.

After all, I was with my own son for two years, and I was like, “Hey, I’m so happy for you all.”

“It’s pretty bad. She was a woman who lived in Gangnam for a long time, and said, “Let’s talk about the pain.” I’m sorry.

Xie Sam took away her brows and sweated, and still looked the same and smiled: “It’s all right. I’m sorry.

And We were obsessed with the beauty of the male Lord, and afterward a sense of this.

I didn’t mention the “exhibiter” from the beginning, but she called Aunt Shao Yu, who clearly knows where it is!

But it’s not too hard to say that this is the same family in the city of the Red River.

But I didn’t think she’d remember that well.

In my design, Jiang City has never been the main war zone, and the Changping Constabulary has been a weak family with little power.

At best, he’s got information.

So does he know that this young prince, Shao Yu, is so male?

After Auntie left, she and I were in the room.

We’re on the side, very.

Xie Sam leaned on my side of the house, with his side under the light, with his face like a jade sculpture, his naked top, his shortness, his long legs, and his long legs, which must not be too good for a wound.

Can’t tell from his face.

He said to me, “Thank you for saving the Crown Prince.” Is the city tense lately? I’m sorry.

“Of course, the war has reached the door, and I don’t know when it will be a head. “I’m so sad.

He smiled and said, “I think it will be quick.” Jiang City will not be affected, don’t worry. I’m sorry.

I’m afraid to be alone with this big man for too long, although technically I’m his author’s father.

And I gave him the robe that was set aside, and said, “Take a good rest.” I’m sorry.

I was just about to leave, and I heard Xie Sam Yoo-Yo ask me, “Does the Crown Prince seem too close to me and too close to me? I’m sorry.

Minny is Xie Sam’s word.

I: ?

I waited three seconds to understand what she meant.

I’ve heard the rumor that the Prince of Chang Ping has a lot of favors, that I’m being honest, trying to seduce me here.

I closed the door and ran away.

Sneaking behind your back, Sudish with their hair numb.

I’m so angry, Dad doesn’t have a son like you!

I have to worry about the man’s grief.

He then had a hard battle to fight in the capital. In the original text, the M.I.L.D., although he had cured the master, was damp in the spring and she left behind the roots.

Anyway, it’s the end of the article. I’ve taken it all.

Readers don’t know, but I do know that every time she goes to the moist season, her shoulder hurts for months.

I put my face on the face: “Dude, I’m not kidding. I’m sorry.

Shen-sun played with the medicine I sent and smiled at her lips: “I’m tired of the Crown Prince’s concern. I’m sorry.

She was raised for three days and left.

And before he departed, he bowed his head in the middle of my ear, saying, “Thank the Crown Prince for not reporting, and I will see him later, and Sam will surely be grateful.” I’m sorry.

I thought of an old father’s mind: “Strewn, parents don’t have to be rewarded.”

The Shao Yu has three male pets with different styles and personality.

But there is one characteristic.

Nice face.

I spent the rest of my life in the house, looking at the beauty and listening to gossip.

They said that the rebels had gone east and were about to hit the capital city.

Two more months later, all of them fell on the floor of the drowsy emperor.

All the officials are down, and Xie Sam sits in the throne.

And his father touched my dog’s head and said, “O son, this world has become too fast, and it’s better that we don’t stay in the capital. The Emperor is far away, how comfortable he is to be a landowner.” I’m sorry.

I’m sorry I became a son when I was a father.

Although I still feel less true, after all, strictly speaking, these people are the paper people I created, the world I conceived.

But the old man was still real, so I turned my mouth and noded.

I thought it would be nice if I had so much time to spend.

Too bad the old man opened his mouth.

The day after he had finished with that sentence, a message came from Hope.

The Queen’s name was given, and the Crown Prince of the Changping Constabulary quickly arrived at the palace.

I’m so upset, I filmed a frightened old Master’s shoulder, and I said, “I didn’t always have a mouth for you.”

I was called to visit.

A man hugged me in tears and had to come with me – saying that the little prince was not here and that he must have driven them out.

I can’t let the beauty cry, so I’ll take all three of them.

I also made a pair of mahjongs, and four of them came together.

They’re interested in the novel game, and they’re all gathered in the wagons to play mahjong, and I’m happy to feed them, lose and win.

But his heart was sad: “What did Sam ask me to do?”

I can’t believe my son’s thoughts.

As an old father, very sad.

The wagon swayed for six months and finally arrived in the capital. The eunuch who came to me from his mouth was a beautiful mole, and I recognized him as a very well-meaning man.

– It’s a month old heart, likes to find beauty for a man, and the garter is fat and thin, and has to go through his old man’s eyes.

The man was set to be a black-heart sesame soup, but before the family was destroyed, he was also a son. If it wasn’t for revenge, he’d be warm and warm, and he’d be interested in zero.

But from the start, the old ones had to let the male master take the harem…

I had to design a role like Lord Wei in order not to collapse. The only purpose was to bring in all kinds of beautiful women, who said, “Your Highness, it’s time for you.”

Master Wei and I are staring at each other, and we don’t understand what the fat man, who is a ball, has to do.

Mid-Autumn isn’t here yet, Autumn Tiger is very annoying. Look at you sweating.

Mr. Wei coughed a bit, and said to me, “Crowd, please–“

He took me to a house and said she gave me a temporary residence.

“The Crown Prince saved His Majesty from the power of the dragon. His Majesty is a man of great affection and reward. His Lord Wei smiled, and said, “We will send you some more slaves to serve you, and wait for His Majesty’s gift.” I’m sorry.

I can’t wait for Mr. Wei to go.

Because I remember it was a murderous house.

I was staring at the old tablets of the house, and I was worried about the man standing next to me, “What kind of medicine is he selling?” I’m sorry.

It is not surprising that Daqi has a similar background to Wei Jin and that men wear makeup.

But it’s just too much for your face to know more about these cosmetics than the little princess. Plus this brother, Tario, I always call him Mr. Tony.

“Alas, this means that the Queen’s son-in-law has not moved, except for the old tablets. “The old house of Xie’s, but the place where His Majesty grew up as a child.” Who else has the honor in this town? I’m sorry.

And We passed over the tablet, and We saw the dark beam.

Xia Sam’s mother hanged herself on this beam the night she was taken home.

The dark white figure that shook the beam was the last time she saw his mother.

It’s one thing to write down the main character’s background, to have a first or a second, so that readers can get a better sense of exaltion.

It’s one thing to see the real scene in person.

I feel like I’ve seen 12-year-old Xia Sam, being dragged away in tears.

Somehow, my heart hurts, like a needle.

We took a picture of the shoulder, saying, “You may have set up the body of a grateful servant at your feet.” I’m sorry.

I almost sprained my foot and grabbed my waist.

“Be careful. “I got him.

His face was red: “Thank you, Prince.” And then he rubbed it on me.

I’m:

Over the past few months, three individuals or individuals have tried or intended to come to my attention.

I appreciate your insensitiveness.

Guys, I got what I got, you got what I got.

And I said to them, “Be quiet, when the reward has been received and the peace has been settled, I will give you three of you a deed of silver and a deed, so do what you like.” I’m sorry.

“All I want to do is serve the prince for the rest of my life.” I’m sorry.

The best option was for his mother to stay in the Constabulary as a boy with no skill. Self-reliance is simple for the other two and difficult for him.

So I gave in and said, “If you really don’t want to go, you can take care of one more person in the Diocese. I’m sorry.

He’s only gone crying and crying and probably ran away with two other complaints.

And I looked up and looked at the sky, and I wondered, “But the two who remained were taken away by force, so that they could escape earlier, and you would pour out bitter water. They would look at you like fools. I’m sorry.

I’d like to introduce the three different male pets besides face.

I sequenced them up.

The number one is estimated to be 190cm+, a martial arts man with no real name but Lou, because of the scar of a moon’s teeth in his forehead, the little prince called him Lu Luk.

Long legs, wide shoulder, long legs, with a potential for modeling, with a moustache and a silver knife. After all, the little prince brought him back from the court house – Luk Moon was involved in a homicide.

His Royal Highness visited the court day after day, and saw the moon’s face, and he gave it to him.

I can only say you’re a character.

Number two, 185cm, must be there. It’s called Qin Qin. The book is of first origin, but in the middle of his family’s life, he was seen by the pedagogues who went to change silver while preparing for the exams.

The man is a bit of a man of cynicism, and his eyes are cold, and his appetite is likely to grow. It’s like I’m about five or six centimeters taller than I am.

This Qin Qin is far from like Lui Moon, who is a bit of a squirt and a scoundrel, and who is clearly the kind of person who cannot be humiliated.

So for the first time, I had doubts about the Prince’s attributes.

Number three is this Tony teacher. 175cm.

There are still people shorter than me.

But the next day he came back crying and crying, saying that he was ill.

I have to wait for Xie Sam to meet me while I am unlovablely comforting Mr. Tony.

Xie Sam should be busy, just becoming the Emperor, and he needs to worry about a lot of busy politics.

He didn’t invite me to the palace until mid-fall.

Thank you, Sam, for your luxurious hospitality.

I’m staring at the first ministers and identifying them by their appearance.

Your Highness, Mr. Xie Sam’s teacher, the Grand General, and the military attaché.

Strange.

It’s even more fresh than the visualization of your work.

At the end of the banquet, Sam summoned me in the Royal Library. He changed his green coat, and the crown bead was changed to the jade crown, and the king of the jade.

Seeing me salute, he whispered, “Sit away, the prince.” It’s been a month. How do you like it? I’m sorry.

“It’s good. I’ve tasted it all over the Tavern. “I can’t stand to thank Sam for his hand in the book.

It’s like bamboo, it’s white, but there’s a dent in the left thumb.

That was an old wound in the West Mahal.

Why didn’t you set them up so simple?

I thought, with all his wounds, he’d be here with his life.

She can’t stop laughing, and says, “The Crown Prince is free.” I’m sorry.

“To His Majesty and the Crown Prince, the slave-man gives tea. His Excellency Wei showed up in due course and gave us both a cup of hot tea, which he said was a relief.

His festivities were as small as the eyes of Myrph’s face, and I had to struggle to find out that he was looking at me.

I thought, “What are you looking at? I’m not the emperor’s potential harem.

“No, Your Majesty. I said:

When I came up with the tea, I heard Xie Sam say: “That’s right, how are the three men in the Crown Prince’s house? I’m sorry.

I almost didn’t get a sip of tea out.

What are you asking about these boys?

You don’t see anyone, do you?

I was stunned, and I thought of the drama, and I realized with sadness that, until the end of the novel, the man, despite having been taken over by the Governor Wei, did not have any concubines.

I’m:

And We made it clear: “Thank you, Your Majesty, for all three of them are used to living in sight. I’m sorry.

“The Crown Prince doesn’t have to be nervous. Sheng Sam seems to have noticed my discomfort: “Only according to the Minister of Social Affairs, a man in white recently spoke to the Chinese people in Beijing with a great deal of respect. I’m sorry.

I’m having a headache: “…is His Majesty talking about the distance of the Qin?” I’m sorry.

In fact, except for Mr. Tony, it’s good to see Luk Yu, and to think that the Qin Qin Qin will be far away from you.

If Xie Sam hadn’t mentioned it, I wouldn’t know what they were doing.

Xie Sam but smiled.

I’m familiar with that look — that means I’m in the middle of it, you know.

I explained to my head: “I would have liked to see His Majesty, so I would have discharged them and returned to Jiang City.” The three of them are idle, they don’t have rules, and please…”

“The Crown Prince may have to spend some time looking for him. Sam put down the teacup, and smiled at me and interrupted me. “The reward for his work will be after the New Year’s Festival, so will the spring view of Daundu. The Crown Prince can wait for the end of the spring.” I’m sorry.

Now mid-August and seven months to the end of next spring. I’ll be able to realize, even if I knew, that she was deliberately trapped in the capital.

Anyway, I’ll be here this year.

I’m still a little confused when Mr. Wei sends me out.

“I’ve got to wait a few months for my father, but I don’t know what His Majesty’s intentions are. I’m sorry.

His Lord Wei refused: “Yo, Prince, you are such a repulsive slave. Your Majesty loves you! If you want to stay longer, you can rest assured. A messenger at the station, the Crown Prince will be able to call and give peace to him. I’m sorry.

Even though I know Lord Wei didn’t like it that way, I’m still whispering.

I did not return to the palace empty-handed after that, but some of them were moved back to Shek’s house.

I’ve got a lot of money on my hands, and I’ve moved on with the thought of three boys leaving.

Unfortunately, Luo Luon and Qin Qin have refused to leave.

Lui Yuk leaned on the side of the door and said, “I don’t want to go, that’s what happened. The Changping Constabulary is the right place. Or does the Crown Prince think I’m uncomfortable? I’m sorry.

I looked at his machete, soft, “No.” I’m sorry.

Qin’s voice is cold, and Qing Jun’s face is colder than a thousand miles away. I’m sorry.

I said, “What? I’m sorry.

I’m not happy with him, but I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

He didn’t want to go.

The negotiations broke down.

I went back to my room that night and I made myself a drink to thank Sam.

Something’s wrong.

I started to do this thing with my own memory.

According to Xia Sam’s character, he won’t be useless, so I’ll have him under house arrest. In fact, Xie Sam massacred Chang Ping, some OOC.

Xie Sam entered the court as the son of his sinners in his early years, and for four or five years, I made him turn around in order to give him experience. He was warm and warm, and the wind was excellent, and he brought his heart together.

Later, when he led his troops to the capital, the civil servants surrendered in good faith — because they had seen his abilities and been human and had taken his word.

In that case, it is unlikely that he will kill all 300 people in the Constabulary as soon as he takes the throne.

It’s too easy to talk about.

But the end of the novel was a bit weak, with more people missing, and the subscriptions not keeping up, and I had to set up a small orgasm to attract readers.

“What if…the novels can fill their own bugs? I’m sorry.

I didn’t realize I’d finished a bottle of wine.

What other reason is there if Xia Sam does not hesitate to order his execution?

So what’s the reason?

Eleven.

Whatever the truth may be, I left my mind open.

We sent to the palace a few young women to report daily to me the whereabouts of these three men.

They seem to be disciplined.

Lu Luk, who had spent his whole day in the teahouse, was reportedly on the road and saved a civilian girl who had almost been forcibly robbed.

Didn’t you all end up in the Constabulary after I heard that?

Qin has a long way to go, but I understand what he means by “trust me” , and it’s in the name of my secretary, so I can go to some of the civil talks.

As for Tony, he was more comfortable with his new make-up, and he tried on her face, one by two, and he was dressed up to do something.

I wonder if I’m a little bit surprised, and I’m walking around the city, trying to figure out who else is going to surrender and who’s going to do it.

This time, I don’t want Xia Sam to work so hard.

Of course, I can’t plan too much for a powerful little prince, but I can do one or two things for those who are against me, enough to show Xia Sam’s attention.

At the end of the month, the snow rose to the ground, and I was standing in the presence of a fox and fury.

“How could I not see that he was a wolf’s ambition when he came to see me? He was a thousand sinners.”

The army guard, whose eyes were red and loud, was taken from his guard and dragged away, and his words were not heard and buried in the snow.

This should be the last official to drop off.

I’m so happy with the twirling of the tarp umbrella.

In the original version, the soldier nearly poisoned Xia Sam to death.

I turned around and was about to leave, but I couldn’t wait to get into the eye.

Xie Sam has been standing behind me for some time.

Unaccompanied without a squirt and without knowing that a cape would be covered outside the white robe of the month, a thin layer of thin snow was laid on his shoulder and fell on his eyelashes, with a sharper eyelid.

My heart says, “The pills. I’m sorry.

“When did His Majesty arrive? I’m asking.

“Just arrived.” When did the Crown Prince arrive? It’s not a good time to look at it. I’m sorry.

“It happens to be passing by. Is His Majesty alone? Where to, Your Majesty. I’m sorry.

He smiled softly, but he did not give up: “Did he happen to be passing by when he was in front of his grandson?” I’m sorry.

I’m:

The TV shows say that suspects don’t go to the scene of a crime and can cause trouble.

I’m not kidding.

And I went to Shebaam, and provided him with an umbrella, and saw that his finger had been blown a little by the wind, and that he had put on his hand the soup that was in his bellies, and said, “Enough!” I’m sorry.

Then he said, “It was not Qin who came by last time, but Qin said he was in serious trouble, so I went to get some fun.” It is a man’s duty to rejoice and to reflect. I’m sorry.

Xie Sam didn’t believe or did he?

The first two giant stone lions of the Da Lisi fell and looked down on the world.

There’s a blue-clothed eunuch waiting for Sam, and he’s ready to come and be stopped.

I thought she was going to ask, but I didn’t know he was just laughing: “The cold is cold, the Crown Prince will come home early, so don’t wander around. I’m sorry.

I heard another meaning, lower consciousness holding his horn, trying to justify that I didn’t have a different heart, but that there was something about you.

But the dark blue robe crossed my fingertips, and I reacted, and I drew back my hand, and left it to the snow.

And I pity him with the frost of his shoulder, and he is alone, and the blood and the blood of his soul are full of vengeance, but they are still named.

But what stand do I have to care about him?

I’m not the creator of everything in this world. I’m just a little son without power.

Nothing.

I’m happy, and I’m lazy, and I walk all the way back to Sheila, and I sneeze.

I finally came back — it’s so cold in my arms, and he didn’t give it back!

I went back to Sheva in cold ice, and the people in the house were scared.

I’m not too sick to get the cold. I didn’t get a chance to go to the feast in the palace, and I fell asleep in bed.

He took care of me with his clothes, so he put bubbles on his lips and didn’t even want to study his skin.

It is the New Year’s Eve, until the very end of the night, and the sound of a firecracker has struck me with the increased pain of my faint head. I was lying on the bed and I heard the door squeaked and pushed.

And then there’s the faint smell of nitro in the air.

And the snow’s cold.

“Don’t look at it anymore. I’ll be fine. “I’m not saying anything.

Thought it was an outside cannon, Tony didn’t hear me, standing in front of the fire for a moment, so he put a wet towel on my forehead with a warm hand.

I’m pulling people’s hands, “Go to sleep, it’s three-quarters in the middle of the night. I’m sorry.

The fragrance of wine came through his sleeve.

I’m feeling a little bit unconscious, and I haven’t felt it yet, and I hear a “um” in the sound of the cannon.

I’m sad that drunks don’t make sense, so why didn’t you listen to me at night? Not to mention he’s afraid of the dark.

When I saw him standing by his bed, I started talking to him in the middle of a half-dream, and my words were too vague.

And I’m like, “Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

When it comes to pain, I think of myself, “Why was I so brainwashed?”

…why would I write this painful past?

I reached out and held my hand by the bed, and opened my mouth: “I just want him to sit high in the temple, and there will be no harm in his life.

“If only we could go back and not start anything, and he could still be a noble son, a rich man, a man of his life, a man of his own, a man of his own care and health… it would be so good for everyone to think that he had no choice but to sit on this throne and see his frost.”

I was in a state of self-responsibility without noticeing the sound of the firecrackers, or the hand that I had tore into, and a slight tremor.

It turns out that a sick ghost is more inept than an alcoholic.

I don’t know when I fell asleep, but I know when I fell asleep, people didn’t leave.

He leaned down and covered for me, gently sighing in my ear.

It’s like pine snow.

The next day, he woke up, and the dynasty fell into his room from the sun.

The symptoms of typhoid typhoid are abated, walking down, feeling relieved and trying to find three men.

I missed dinner last night. I had to have dinner today.

But I didn’t find everyone. I found the pen in my study. He’s wearing a towel, writing something in a cold, dark way, and he’s just saying hi.

We explained that Qin was a bit surprised to see, saying, “He left his house yesterday evening.” I’m sorry.

In other words, the three of them weren’t together last night.

“Hmm? I asked him, “Where have they been?” When did you get back?”

The Qin Qin is far away and bows down and continues to write, saying, “It should have not returned yet.” I’m sorry.

I said, “What? I’m sorry.

“Didn’t you come home all night?”

“That’s not known. Qin says, “The Crown Prince will ask the next man better. I’m sorry.

It’s not Tony.

So, last night, in my room, man, is who?

I had a bad feeling and asked with a little hope, “Did anyone else come to Japan yesterday?” I’m sorry.

Qin’s hope was sorely shattered: “Your Majesty has come. His Majesty said that he wanted to come to the memorial service on New Year’s Eve, and that he was leaving soon. I’m sorry.

I’m:

I started to remember what I said last night, and then I realized in despair that it was all nonsense.

Especially the one with the heartache: “O son, my father is sorry for you…”

I threw my head out of the study and thought there was no remedy.

At that time, a maid came to me in a hurry to tell me: “The Crown Prince, no! Mr. Lu is injured! I’m sorry.

I had to put a hold on my anxiety for a while, and before I came to the house, I saw Luen’s blood on my hands and mourned.

I had a headache, and I said, “Don’t cry for a second. Why? I’m sorry.

One of Seon-Ping’s stories is taken care of.

It turns out that a young girl in the tea house who gave a review was seen by His Highness’s son and stopped by Lui Moon, and that she was the boss of the house alone. It is said that the two sons of a man scolded him in the face of the moon’s nose: “The next time I see you, you’ll look good.” I’m sorry.

..and then it slipped away.

On this occasion, Luzuki went to the teahouse with Seon-pyung and happened to meet the dude. His son and his entourage would not have been able to fight Lu Luon, but this time he has a known kingdom.

The Master was born in the world, so he was so hard and hard by the wind and sand of Sakube, that he cut the skin off the moon.

He said he looked at me with his eyes.

“This man has been able to control me with his hands full again, and if he’s fighting alone, I’m sure I’ll take the lead first. “Low Moon’s voice is loud, and then he picks up the medicine and bandages from the next person, with his face covered with wounds.

We were silent and looked at him: “Does there be any misunderstanding between the two men of the House of Lord I do not understand, but the kingdom is not a matter of people who have no sense, nor of their peers who have no means?” I’m sorry.

“The Crown Prince, this is your elbow! How do you know what kind of man he is? I’m sorry.

You think I wrote it for nothing?

It is clear that that little head will never resonate with me.

I only asked Lu Luna, “Where were you last night?” Why don’t you go home?”

“Kyo Umeon is locked in the court. “It was only released this morning that Luzuki’s blouse covered his wounds.” I’m sorry.

This morning…

I took a deep breath and said to Luna, “No matter what happens this time, I’m on top of it — this is not the case. I’m sorry.

I’m going back to my room and I’m going to change and I’m going to sink.

I don’t believe it.

Because both the Prime Minister and the people of the Republic are delicate — thank Sam for his right arm. A civilian, a military general, loyal to Xie Sam, of great taste and concern to the people.

These two men have made a great deal of effort, except that the first thing that came down of the city was not to frighten the people, but to subsidize their share to the orphans and widows, and that the military was so clear that she had lamented: “It is not as far as the fence is concerned to rule.” I’m sorry.

So I’m saying that Flanco would never do such a ridiculous thing.

There must be ghosts.

That’s one. Second, the prisoners sent to the Kingdom of Qingming did not dare to release them for just one day, except that they might be more powerful than the Qing Dynasty.

Thank you, Sam.

I jumped out of my temple.

It is important that we not let the fences get mixed up.

I can’t afford to gamble.

The Constabulary is remote, in the western suburbs.

I’ve prepared a large gift with my own pocket, and I’ve paid a prayer with the visitors.

The Wall is now the hottest man in the land, and many officials came to the wilderness at the beginning of the year to tie him up.

But he refused to come.

The guards of the Constabulary had seen blood and had turned their backs on people and scared those officials to leave with no choice.

There’s a little girl singing red-faced smile next to him: “Sorry, my lords, my lords have said that they are ashamed, and ask the grown-ups to leave early. Happy New Year. I’m sorry.

I thought I was going to eat a shut-down, and I was going to leave, and I didn’t think the little girl would see my name and pick out the eyebrow: “The Crown Prince must meet him, please. I’m sorry.

I don’t feel good.

It’s not so good to be swept away by a cleavage of sight like a rare animal.

And We laughed, saying, “I came to apologize for the loss of the moon, but I did not discipline them too much.” Master Hu has a lot to offer. Didn’t I hurt you yesterday? I’m sorry.

And the sword of the horse leaned upon it, and it was not asked: ‘You were so.’ I’m sorry.

I said, “What?”

He looked at me and went on to say, “Well, it’s not so much worse than your boy. I’m sorry.

I’m:

What are you looking at?

In modern times, with a single face, the plums are more attractive to young girls than the tough guy like Moon.

Is this the beauty of a former man?

Excuse me.

Quizheng is very interested in me, and I’ve been asked about the position of the 18 generations. When I was looking for an excuse to escape, the young Fong came in groaning and told: “Your Grace has come.” I’m sorry.

From far away, I heard the voice of Xia Sam: “How did you suddenly lose your fragrance?” I’m sorry.

No, he’s got you. He’s a drunk.

She saw me, and she was blinded, and then she laughed, “The Crown Prince is here, and by chance.” I’m sorry.

The sight of Quake, which is between me and Xie Sam, is interesting: “When your brother is alone in the palace, you have to spend the night reading and reading, you will be the one to blame.” Kim, go to the wine cellar and open the door. I’m sorry.

“Your Majesty is here, and Madame will not say anything. “The little girl, Kim, smiled in her mouth, and said, “The slave-man is gone. I’m sorry.

I didn’t think that the stingy one would really get out of it.

But soon, I got hit in the face.

This man is being held by his daughter-in-law who is afraid to drink.

Three pots of wine, two and a half in the pine-fence.

Shit.

I would also like to have a drink, and thank Sam for the cup, and he shook his head and said, “It’s too strong, you haven’t had one, you’ll pour a drink, but let’s add tea.” I’m sorry.

When I nodded at the place where I listened to him, and I was carried over his shoulder by a little cleavage, he laughed: “You look bad, but you do look good, you look good, you look like a brother, you come to sit down. I’m sorry.

Do you often come to see you drink?

And shep down the wrists of the fence, and remove his paws and frown: “Do not frighten him. I’m sorry.

“Don’t be too used to him.” I’m sorry.

Say, just take a drink and pour it down.

I was choked half to death.

This is Xie Sam’s cup.

Thank you, Sam.

The fence rises up and sets on the shoulder of the sam, saying, “The flowers are blooming, and there is nothing to lose. How could you not understand when you told me to? I’m sorry.

This is when I’m drunk.

And the Qur’an hears that the Qur’an is still rejoicing: “This little prince seems to be drunk. Send him back.” Min-Yo… it’s not so good to be alone. I’m sorry.

So far, my memory is completely disconnected.

Just remember when the last one came out of the Dynamite Constabulary and the North Wind was still in the air, and the people who were holding me were holding me tight.

I woke up from a dream, and I saw a shadow, before the case, with his hands in his arms, and his shadow was pulled long enough to come to the fingertips of my bedside.

I was a little confused about the dream.

I didn’t come back until she heard something. I couldn’t believe it. “Your Majesty, is this Tai Chi Temple? I’m sorry.

“Hmm. “If you have a headache, have a drink of the soup.” The fragrance is a bottle of cold wine used in the northern brigade, which is easy to drink. I’m sorry.

You’ve been drinking, you’ve been drinking, you’ve been drinking.

When I wrote about Xia Sam’s visit to the army, I only mentioned that he couldn’t drink, but in order to be a part of the soldiers, I gave myself a hard drink, and then they threw up.

Then the focus of the paper was on the promotion experience, and I haven’t mentioned any more details.

“Why did you bring me here? “I drank the warm and warm soup of my mouth.”

“Do you want the truth or the lie? I’m sorry.

“…the truth. I’m sorry.

“I don’t want you to go back.” I’m sorry.

I was frozen and I laughed, “Your Majesty, you will…”

“It’s not safe now. The Crown Prince should stay in the palace. I’m sorry.

I’m relieved, but I still have it.

The good thing about Sam is that he can be nice and not embarrassed, but the bad thing is…

I can’t tell his real intentions.

“What does His Majesty mean? Is there someone outside the Shen residence or is it not safe? I’m sorry.

Inside. “Thank you, Sam, for sitting down on the table and talking to me in a bit of a lazy sit-down, “Your three men, that’s interesting. I’m sorry.

These three boys are sick.

But I’m not sure which one…

Because nobody’s a clean background.

Lui Luen said nothing but that although he killed a real dog official, he carried a real life.

Qin Qin Qianjiang’s family is well-known for being corrupt and being beaten to death — a bit like Xia Sam’s family — but not for having come before to thank him.

Seon-shin grew up in the willow alley on the flower street, and all the people who came into contact with him were three or three.

Three or three, I have no imagination, no choice.

I asked Sam, “Does not His Majesty know who?” I’m sorry.

And Xie Sam laughed: “If he knew, he would have been arrested long ago. As early as two years ago, there was a secret channel of communication that had been flowing from Jiang City and then transferred to the Royal Palace of Yan. There was no way to find out who was doing the informer’s work. But…”

“I found a pigeon in the Changping Constabulary. I’ve got a flare on my leg, ready to fly. I’m sorry.

The Changping Constabulary raised pigeons, not only pigeons, but also chickens, ducks, geese…

…at the Constabulary’s very conscious sisters, who feed the food.

It’s no big deal to mix a pigeon in.

The problem is that the King of Yan has been removed and his secret lines continue to spread information, which must be a matter of concern.

Thanks to Samsu’s care and many other matters in Kyoto, he will not be able to find out. All he had to do was get everyone out of the Changping Constabulary on the pretext of “The Crown Prince of Changping”.

I’d rather be killed by mistake.

This is the real reason for “slaughtering the door.”

I was silent.

It was only after half a year that he put down his long-drink soup and asked him: “But may I not, Your Majesty, be the one to report?” I’m sorry.

“It’s possible.” I’m sorry.

I’m:

I’m serious with you.

But I was laughing.

Who’s Xie Sam?

Bringing me to the palace without the guards means you can trust me.

Maybe he didn’t relax my surveillance at the moment I looked at the capital. Then I tried to get him rid of him, and he probably looked at him.

I want to cover my face.

I’m way too different from him, and I can imagine that my methods, in his eyes, are certainly so cute.

“Does His Majesty know who it is now? I’m sorry.

Soon. “The cold wind outside of the house is killing Xia Sam, “the fish has taken the bait… Until then, the Crown Prince will remain in the palace. I’m sorry.

He looked at me and asked for my opinion: “Okay? I’m sorry.

The bells are so thick from afar that they extend to the edge of the Tai Chi Temple.

I wanted to say that it was inappropriate for me to live in the palace.

But after 11, the last bell rings, I remember, it’s late, it’s late.

On the second day of the month, it was Sam’s birthday.

He hasn’t had a good life in 10 years.

I’ll nod my head if the ghost makes a mistake. I’m sorry.

Then I realized an important question: Where do I live?

In addition to Xia Sam, who had been taken in by Mr. Wei, the male only, or the white rat, who had had an affair with her, he tried to poison the food in his cell.

Xie Sam directly arranged for me to live in the temple of Tai Chi.

It’s okay.

In the middle of the palace and the Tai Chi temple, there was a wall called the “Face-to-Face Palace” and there was no fear of hitting them accidentally.

I can’t sleep.

I’m worried about sending something to Sam.

In fact, anything is meant to be given to him, and there’s no material, no time for cooking. My cooking can barely taste good, even a few rabbits with noodles, but it’s weird.

I was so restless, dressed in fury, and the cold wind when I opened the door calmed me.

In the snow of the swan, I found the candlefire in the temple, which had not been extinguished.

It’s the end of the hour, and he’s not asleep.

She has a migraine. It’s hard to sleep.

When I was set up, I thought it was simple, it was the ancient emperors who had one or two eccentricities, and it was just like she had the patience and the city. – Headaches remain normal, face-to-face, and can be a laughing stock with the provocative villains.

The snow poured into my limbs.

It hurts.

I’d like to give a slap to those who were so cold.

The guard at the door thought that I wanted to see Xia Sam and was about to pass it, and I stopped saying, “No. I’m sorry.

I stepped on the corner and on the roof, climbed up the roof of the temple, swept the snow with my hand, sat down, picked up a flute for the waist, and put it to the side of my mouth.

I tried a few sounds, and I found it working, and I blew a song.

I’m writing carefully and I’m going to find out in detail, and I’m going to go to the Army Brigade and I’m really going to collect a picture of my life in the desert.

I’ll play it.

I remember a fairy tale of sleeping with my kids, and I wrote it with my own hands, and the women of the North, who wear silver, used to hum.

And I’ve heard of her.

The tune is easy and peaceful.

The light in front of the house shuffled several times, and it seemed that someone had risen.

Then the light went out.

I changed the tune and blew it.

There’s a desert of the year, there’s a teenager, there’s you and me.

Even if I was outside, you were in the book.

Happy birthday, Sam.

May the King rest in peace.

The next day, the sun shines, the sun rises.

When Sam came to me in the morning and ate a bowl of dumplings, he said, “The Crown Prince’s tune was good, and I had no dream. I’m sorry.

That’s the best assessment.

The dynasty of the former dynasty, the trust of the outsider, the sealing of his uncle as the King of Yan and the tumult of the dynasty. There was a serious backlog of political matters, and Xia Sam had to clean up the mess they left behind, drop the chopsticks in haste and see the Minister again.

When I got back, I followed a loose fence.

Quickie saw me, smiled eight big teeth and squeaked his eyelids and said, “Do you feel comfortable living in the palace?” I’m sorry.

I’m:

He was known by Xia Sam during his studies in Namyang. He had a fight with him. The three-point nature of the gift of Xia Sam can also be argued, as can be seen from the fact that the lax fence was a man’s madness, and it was only in recent years that it sunk.

“…is at least safer than in Shek’s house. I said,

And when the fence heard that, he was shocked and whispered, and said to Sheng Sam, “Did you tell him? It’s not time to show off, is it? Watch your step. I’m sorry.

Xie Sam swung him, and the fence shut up immediately, and blinked at me innocently, and entered the Royal Library.

I’m in the snow, and I’m in the air, and I’m in the air and I’m in the air. And I did not notice when Sam had finished his discussions with the fences, and came to me with a tiger in his hand.

“What do you think? It’s a place to go. “The fence hit me with a tiger charm.

I was scared and he caught the tiger.

My mind’s getting more confused. I’ve looked down on the King’s Library.

“Well, your old man’s got a lot to do. I don’t want to be with him to listen to the old men. I’m sorry.

The fence is already a semi-retired old age, and half of the tiger is in Xia Sam’s hands to show subservience and kingship, and the other half in his own hands.

Together, it is possible to mobilize all military forces, but not in an emergency situation.

This is… war?

Are you kidding me?

The fence is a sword of the land, and the novel ends, and he is still married to the closed-door student of the doctor.

The sword should also be put together and there is no reason to repeat it.

I’m about to have a bad feeling…

I’m afraid the end line of the novel has shifted because of my arrival.

I’m also going to pop into the game from God’s perspective.

“What does the General do with the tiger? I’m sorry.

“It’s not my little girl who’s about to be born, and I’m going to give her a big hit. I’m sorry.

I said, “How do you know it’s a girl who hasn’t slept?”

But I reacted very quickly, and he’s talking nonsense again. There’s a right half of them. Isn’t it enough to catch Zhou?

No wonder the readers used to say, “Leave your mouth, you liar.” I’m sorry.

I couldn’t stand to hide, and said, “Then congratulate the General in advance. The General is blessed. It’s too early for you to go home with your wife and children. I’m sorry.

And when the fence was removed, it made a long laugh: “That is, surely, a blessing the Crown Prince did not have. I’m sorry.

I said, “What? I’m sorry.

I haven’t figured it out yet.

The Qianjin fence was brought with her.

She took care of Sam’s condition for her master, so she took care of her belly, and the first sentence of her visit was: “Does His Majesty’s wounds repeat? I’m sorry.

“No.” I’m sorry.

And it was only then that the flowers noticed me, and immediately changed the subject: “There must be no more questions, no more questions. This is the little prince, isn’t it? Last time I was busy. Come, I’ll give you a gift. I’m sorry.

She threw a piece at me, and I caught it in my hand, and it was warm jade from Mount Kunlun.

I said, “Thank you very much. I’m sorry.

When the couple left, I held on to her, “Do I need a gift?” I’m sorry.

“When her child is born, the entourage will be. I’m sorry.

So I set warm in my arms, and asked Sam, “Will the Emperor go out with you at the Nightlights?” I’m sorry.

Xie Sam seems to be a little hesitant, but see what I’m looking for, but nod: “Okay. I’m sorry.

It’s like daytime.

The vendors shouted, the crowd was crowded, and it was only a few minutes before they reached the moat that they heard them shout: “Sell the flowers, put the lights on, pray for peace, and marry, and ask for anything, let’s have a little one.”

I bought a lamp, asked the vendor for a note, put two words in it and float away.

As Xia Sam watched, I knew he was not interested in these, he was just with me, and he asked, “What is written? If it’s not easy to say it, it’s good, it’s bad. I’m sorry.

And We returned to him: ‘Call for peace’ I’m sorry.

She said, “Well,” and I made a flower and put it in the water. The light from a distance and the light from a close place, stylished his side.

I heard a little girl wondering if she’d sneak up on Sam’s lights and ask for a meeting. Xia Sam found it interesting, laughed, picked up two stones and smashed the water, and the ripples pushed both of our lights into the river, and couldn’t reach with a pole.

It was time to go back to the palace, and suddenly the sound of an arrow breaking the air came from above.

“There are assassins – escorts – ” The guards have slammed a arrow and warned loudly.

I was surprised and followed the arrow and saw the moon full of bows on the roof.

I couldn’t think. My body was instinctively stopped in front of Xia Sam.

– He’s hurt enough.

When the moon failed to strike, it withdrew and blinked in the night.

I was relieved, and I felt a stomp in the back of my waist, and I stomped, and then came back in a very painful way, and there was a drop of tan.

A dagger, nailed to me.

That’s okay.

At least thank Sam.

Xie Sam held me, and I heard his voice shivering: “Go to the general’s house and find the flowers. I’m sorry.

He breathed, “Take me the token and ask Lin to fight.” I’m sorry.

In fact, I don’t think I’m gonna get too heavy, but I’m gonna get my life back.

Jade was crushed, and the shock was mitigated so that the dagger didn’t go too far.

It’s just that ancient medicine isn’t very good, it’s prone to inflammation and coma.

As a modern man without disease or disaster, I overestimated ancient medicine.

It hurts so bad.

It wasn’t until the forest arrived that my wounds improved.

The forest arrived in haste on the day of the eighteenth of the month, and when he struck him in black, he was blind.

The flowers were not asleep and said where the wound was, so that the forest sewn me.

The wound was sewn again, and the forest asked, “You’re left-handed, why do you use your right hand now?” It’s better not to make any arbitrary changes, otherwise there’s no payoff for the muscles. I’m sorry.

I was cold and sweaty, but he seemed to be asking and shuddering, saying, “Just three days for a change of medicine.” The blogger says:

Maybe he’s in bed. I’ve been thinking a lot about it. One of the things is, if a blind man whose eyes are black and black can help me with my veins, feel my hands changed, and he knows medicine, will he see I’m not the original?

Whether you see it or not, Xie Sam’s attitude has been much tougher, as demonstrated by his exposure to my injuries.

And We protested to him: “Did not you hurt your stomach before? I’m sorry.

“Can that be the same? Thanks to Sam’s eyelids, he said, “Get some rest. I’m sorry.

I’m like, “Okay. I’m sorry.

After all, she was a pregnant woman who was dying, and her master, Lin, left, and she returned to the General’s house for delivery.

It was supposed to be in the hospital, but Sam himself came to give me a change.

Somehow, I always felt like Xie Sam’s klutz was a lot more heavy than the unslept flower, and I always had to cry out every time it hurt.

Once, I bit my teeth, I couldn’t bear to see a few biological tears, and I didn’t know if she had seen him, but he had his hand, and he said, “Now I know the pain.” I’m sorry.

Bullshit.

It hurts.

He went on to ask, “What about next time? I’m sorry.

I said, “No more.”

Thank you, Sam. Put me back on.

This is an amazing hand, and I can’t feel a bit of pain when I blow like a pedicure.

I’m:

Shit, he’s definitely stabbed me before!

After the change of medicine, the palace men packed, and Sam sat by his bed and looked at me.

I was a little hairy in his eyes and I swallowed my lips and asked, “What is the matter with your Majesty?” I’m sorry.

And suddenly, I heard Xie Sam call me: “The plume.” I’m sorry.

I’m skinned.

My real name is “The Fowler,” even though it’s not an exhibition, it’s Jan.

I didn’t want to write a few times in the late days of my novel, and I was told by a writer who said, “Well, if you’re gonna torture your character, then you’re gonna do it, and then you’re gonna do it.” I’m sorry.

So I listened to her, and I pinched her like a bad guy.

The name is indeed the name of yourself.

Otherwise, I’ll know what book the NPC 18-line man is.

So when Xia Sam stopped calling me “The Crown Prince” and called me by my first name, my heart beat, and I had a bad hunch.

Xia Sam’s lips are pale, and today he is wearing a golden dragon robe, and the whole man walks out in ink, only black and white. It should have been as though he had been in peace.

Today, however, this ink is as if it were just a little bit of an ink in the mountains.

So I turned my eyes and heard Xia Sam say, “When I was a teacher in Namyang, I counted myself.” The rumor is that I’ve got a picture of a purple microstar, and I’ve got too many pictures, so my wife and son, my parents, my parents, my family, my friends and family are dying and I’m sick. After that, I would have avoided it, and I would have thought that if my heart stopped, I could be a passer-by.”

I remember this story.

As it is said, Xia Sam is the life of a godless god, except for the rebirth of a killer like Quizumi, and the rest of him is in trouble.

As a result, Xie Sam has been crawling around the world for more than a decade, with little restraint and little depth of contact with others.

“…but you were an accident. Thank Sam for saying, “It’s my fault I’m staying with you.” I’m sorry.

He leaned down, grabbed my jaw, forced me to look at him. The eyes of Sam are very dark, and I have always been afraid to look at them, not to mention so close.

It took him a long time before he let me go and said, “Lou Ji-hyun and his division are in prison for the time being, and they will be able to catch him in the future. This will soon be over.” Plum, go and stay, whatever you want. Go back to Jiang City, and I’ll never go back to your business and stay… and we’ll come to Japan. I’m sorry.

Xie Sam gave me a choice.

Although I don’t think it’s a choice.

In this world, his human weight is greater than everyone else combined.

In mid-February, the flowers didn’t sleep to give birth to a fat kid.

It was said that the Qingqing of the Fence looked like a man with a hand, and he died on the spot and said, “Why not a daughter?” I’d like to beat her up later. I’m sorry.

In mid-March, the pine fence cleared his son’s full moon. When this little Zhou Zhou was caught, he didn’t want anything but to eat it in his mouth.

Qing Qiang has lost his life.

And We were groaning by the side, and gave the following offering to the unsleeping flowers, a string of Buddha’s pearls.

The fence is clear.

“This is a good one, and it’s probably going to work.” I’m sorry.

When you’re done with the full moon, you’re gonna have to wear it.

Because the armies of the Indhoits are about to hit the lookout.

Over the past two months, the northern Sénéphane, the dissidents, fought hard, won many battles and even captured a famous general. In the courtyard, the savages of the desert mocked that the new Emperor had not yet dared to fight.

She ignored Sam’s decision to evacuate the population early and abandoned the city. So the savages hit their head, went straight in, strangled like a chicken, looking for a whole north and south.

Xia Sam waited until the barbarians were stationed in the city of Quinoa, which was barely 200 miles away, to clear the fence. I’m sorry.

Quinoqué came directly to a broken end, and the two-month failure was reversed one night.

The savages were beaten in the back and hit in a straight line, and they had few food and grass supply roads, which had been so cleared by a loose fence that they would soon be exhausted. Moreover, the fence was so fierce that 400,000 people were in his hands, that he could make a lifeless move even if there were only 10,000.

I thought it would be done by half a month, but it was almost a month, and he was still fighting.

He listened to my doubt and said, “He has been suffocating for too long, and it will be all right for him. I’m sorry.

I’m:

Got it.

After more than a year of war, his wife became pregnant and was in a state of panic and urgent need of a leak.

Finally, mid-summer, the battle ended.

Da Qi won all.

The great prince of the barbarians, captured in front of the court.

He was caught in front of Xie Sam, and Seon-shin.

I was there, and I watched silently. Mr. Tony had a lot of wrinkles and had no heart to dress, a face that was white and thin, chained and crushed in front of the court.

“The King of Yan said that I was in collusion with Donbei in an attempt to misbehave. “Thank you, Sam, for looking down and looking down, and laughing, and saying, “Now, is it true that his son is a messenger for the barbarians of the desert?” I’m sorry.

He didn’t look at Sam, but he looked at me and said, “The Crown Prince has never wronged you.” I’m sorry.

To be sure, it was good for me.

“But you are in the country of selling.” I’m sorry.

It was not until a long time before he knew that he was also a noble bloodline of a folk, His father was the King of Yan, who was in the hall of the Dynasty.

He wanted to go back to his house, but Wang asked him to prove his worth, so he managed to come to the Changping Constabulary and became an insider for Wang. When King Yan dies, Seon Ping is still in contact with some of his remnants, as is the case after Sheachen took office, and secretly plotted to rise again one day.

But when Sam called me to Kyoto, he panicked.

Watching Xie Sam’s one-on-one blundering of those remnants, he just bit his teeth and sent the city’s well-guarded maps from Kyoto to a thousand miles away — people who had been in contact with Yan King.

How else could it be so easy to throw dirty water at Xie’s house?

It’s a good turn.

I looked at the image of Seon-Ping being dragged away, and I turned to Xie Sam, and said, “No, no, where is Lu Ji-shik?” I’ll see him. I’m sorry.

“The prison of heaven. He said, “If you want to let him go, he’ll be exploited and not killed. I’m sorry.

Along with Lu Ji Shao, there was also a woman who was said to have used a sting.

When I went to heaven, she was eating, and I came to her, and I said hello, and she threw chopsticks at me in a spirit, on condition of reflection.

If it wasn’t for a quick response, I’d have been stabbed.

“You’re Luzuki-san, right? Listen to him several times. I asked.

“Yes, I’m sorry, you are…” I’m sorry.

“and spread the plume down to bring you out of heaven.” I’m sorry.

“Show the plums…” “Isn’t your house full? I’m sorry.

I’m:

The world is afraid not to be sifted.

Apparently, the little sister is not the original.

But this is not the time, and I can only say to her, “Let’s talk later, come out first.” I’m sorry.

“Let’s get out of here and say it’s going to be okay!” Xie Sam is not the kind of man who kills innocent people. I’m sorry.

I’m:

It’s quite understandable.

“The prince is in trouble.” I’m sorry.

I’m looking at him too.

I think the word “silent and sweet” is so damn precise.

In a few words, he thought I had been taken to the palace by Xie Sam.

I had another dinner with my sister in private.

She was untrustworthy in the first place, and then surprised by her clothes: “The heart is big!” I am your iron powder! Just sign my back! Wait, I’ll find you a pen! I’m sorry.

We said, “… put your clothes on first. I’m sorry.

So the old people’s party became a meeting of fans, and the meal lasted from noon until evening, so I stopped: “It’s not too early, so pack up early and take a picture of the pool.” I’m sorry.

“Hey, hey, good bye-bye! My little sister signed my To with satisfaction.

I didn’t plan to come back to the palace before it was too early to knock on the door.

After Chun-chul high school, Qin moved out of the family home. He was not surprised when he met me, but said: “The prince was not expecting to come.” I’m sorry.

“It happens to be passing by. I’m sorry.

Qin Qin is now a Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian is also very busy, and I have seen him Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian

Qin Qin Qin travels far away: “Your Crown Prince, your personality has changed, but it’s also a good thing. Thank you for taking care of us all this year. I’m sorry.

But not more than a year ago.

And I turned my back and put my hand on it: “You are the only one who learns and will achieve something, and thank me for that.” I’m sorry.

Qin went on to hesitate to say, “Your Majesty is looking at people who can be entrusted, and you have nothing to worry about. I’m sorry.

I almost fell, and I touched my nose, and I thought, “Well, I feel like my Qin classmates have changed so much that I have something to do with Xia Sam. I’m sorry.

I left the Qin capital, I slept late at the station, sent letters to the Changping Constabulary, and I slowly swallowed them back.

Summer inflammation, swigs, and a special look.

As soon as I walked into the temple, I found a man in the temple, who had just fallen in the morning, and had not taken the crown, and had struck a dragon robe, so that he was as well dressed.

He sits on a tycoon with his back to me like he’s out of his mind.

I wondered what he was doing here at this point, and I went to him and asked, “Your Majesty, what are you doing here?”

And he turned his back, and he laughed, and said, “He heard the people of the palace say that you had not returned all night, and thought that you were ready to leave.” I’m sorry.

“Am I the kind of person who says goodbye? I went to him, leaned forward, pressed the tycoon, rounded him between my arms, “More than that, I will ask His Majesty. I’m sorry.

Thank you, Sam, for the chorus: “What?”

“The Qin master and sister of Lui Ji Qing have left the capital, and the Emperor has left me three men in the courtyard. I’m sorry.

“So I’ll give myself to you?” I’m sorry.

He’s still a bit lower than me, and he’s leaning on me like a piece of white jade.

“I don’t like it. I’m sorry.

I’m tired of fighting this fox and I’m about to turn my back and get pulled over by Sherchen. He came out of nowhere, and said, “Since last night’s journey to the moon’s loft, when the flowers were blooming, one of them was folded, and if he dared to ask the fairy of the Moon, would he join Sam?” I’m sorry.

I’m:

Where the hell did he learn to talk like that?

I didn’t want to stay in the palace for a few days, so I left the palace and stayed at Xie’s house.

He came to me once with his son and said he was going to visit South Frontier for a few days.

I thought I’d take a few days with the fence and calm down and think about it. So I said hi to Xia Sam, left a letter and went out with the fence.

But it was not surprising that the cleavage of the General, who had been killed in his life, had caught three or four southerners at the border. It doesn’t matter, there’s a problem. He led the troops directly south, killed a hundred kilometres and took the first rank of Lord Yujiang.

In this war, it is not easy for me to ask a man to go home first, to help clear the fence and take care of his business and wait for him to return to the capital.

That waits for another year of winter.

On the day of his return to Kyoto, Xia Sam laid ten miles of red carpets under the banner of the Queen of the Lion, with all the officials coming on top of the great crowd.

“If it wasn’t for Minko never to wear a red coat, I’d think he’d be red today.” I’m sorry.

I moved my heart and lost my God in front of this heavy and tiring red makeup.

Until the fence was cleared and the horse kneeled, “It’s a good thing you didn’t insult me.” I’m sorry.

I followed him and snuck up to see Xia Sam.

It’s almost six months away, even in the middle of the day, but there’s no sign of each other’s emotions in the letters, and thanks to Sam, he never shows.

As usual, Xie Sam appeased the soldiers, read the statements, and finally the eyes fell on me and then smiled.

# As clear as snow # # Willow spring #

Soon, another year’s Eve.

As usual, I used to put a flower light, and I used my little finger to pick up Sam’s little finger, and I laughed, “What did you write on the yearlight?” I’m sorry.

“Your name. “Thank you, Sam.

“Do you know what I wrote? I’m sorry.

She has a few expectations, asking me, “What? I’m sorry.

I held his hand: “Chi Min.” I’m sorry.

Sheng Soo-sun’s eyes showed up a few minutes, but calm soon returned.

It’s not Sam’s.

It’s Chi Min.

The family was destroyed and he went to Namyang alone, using an alias.

The fence wondered why the name had been used, and Sam returned to him with a slight response: “It was taken by hand.” I’m sorry.

It’s because he’s too ambitious to get that word again.

That name, which he had spent less than half a year, had not been used since, but was his favorite alias, and even then directly used Qi as the country name.

I know all your past and past, and I have seen your dark iron blood, and I have seen your light, and I have a heart that cares for you, and I have witnessed your fragrance.

The sun is like the sun.

Fireworks all rise from afar.

I think we’ll have another one of these.

Forever.

I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.