How do you start with an old novel, “The day he kneeled outside the palace”? – What?
He kneeled outside the palace that day.
“Your Highness has been kneeling all night. Will you let him up? I’m sorry.
“Is he wrong?”
“His Majesty has thought about it all night, saying that the title is not very good, but he did not take it, so spare him.” I’m sorry.
And I laughed: “It was a mistake to keep him on his knees.” I’m sorry.
“To rise…”
“Then get on your knees, Your Majesty. I’m sorry.
“Yes, ma’am. “The eunuchs are retreating.
And when I have washed and gone to the front house, I see him sitting in the dragon chair with kindness, and I do not listen.
So tonight he kneels for one night.
One.
I grew up with the Emperor, “two misgivings”.
He’s afraid of my family’s rebellion. I’m afraid he’ll take it.
My father is a general, my brother is a general, my sister is a general.
I had a chance to be a general, but when I was a kid, I had to stay at home and wait to enter the palace.
Dad says I’m an important piece of chess, and I can send a message to my family from the palace.
I said I’m still in the palace. What if you run away?
And our father said unto us, Ye shall fight and thou shalt let the Emperor please thee; then he shall not be able to kill thee. I’m sorry.
I get it. It means I don’t care.
Ah, he who loses one blow and loses his life, and he who comes out of my age with scissors, he becomes stingy and lonely, and his fate is only one.
When I was seven, I met that guy.
While I was wandering the streets, there was a motorbike in the middle of the road, disturbing the pedestrians and sweeping down the merchant’s cargo.
I think the horse must be crazy. I have to guard everyone on this street!
So We lifted up a brick of stone and threw it, and the head bursted, and the side of the car turned to the ground.
I’ve got a few bodyguards on all sides to come after me, and I’ve got all my natural powers.
The knife was placed around her neck, and she was stopped by a sonic sound in the car: “When she is a child, she should be given a chance to change and take her back for questioning.” I’m sorry.
“Your Highness is generous, but today there are a lot of assassins, mostly in the guise of children. The guards returned him.
I cried, “Oh, I am a child. Don’t kill me. Go to my father. His name is Anqiang.
The air was quiet for a moment, and the people inside were so calm that they said, “Let her in.” I’m sorry.
I was put in the car to meet him.
It’s a boy dressed in fine clothes, like my age, with a pink sculptor on his face, a black big eye blinking frequently, or a leak of anxiety.
Even if the car had turned on the side, the man sat on the floor with a small bench, with the window on his side opened on his head, and a light was spilled, and a velvet of the dragon tattoo on his gold-side white dress appeared.
He opened his mouth, but the voice of childishness was squeezed with the measure of old age and dissociation and peace. He said, “You are peace.” I’m sorry.
“That’s my sister. I’m so back.
“That’s you. He identified me, relieved me, ordered to be right and left, “Get loose, you’re shocked.” The General is loyal, and his children can’t carry out an assassination.
I cried out, “I never missed, I was right to fight.” I’m sorry.
He shuddered and laughed: “There must be some misunderstanding…”
I said, “No misunderstanding. I hit your horse.” I’m sorry.
And he stood still, and We patted him on his knees, consoling him: “Easy, your horse is going crazy, and I am going to stop it, now don’t be afraid.” I’m sorry.
He’s only abated, and he’s getting a little angry: “It’s only an emergency at the palace … It must be a mistake at the palace, thanks to Miss Anne’s help.” I’m sorry.
“You’re welcome. “What palace are you? I’m sorry.
He sat up straight and showed some pride: “Othiya.” I’m sorry.
“Ooh! I couldn’t help but open my mouth and look at him several times. “You’re the prince, my future husband.” I’m sorry.
The Prince stood down and looked at me in a strange way, “I … will the palace marry you?” I’m sorry.
“My father said that when I grow up, I’ll be your princess.” And I touched his clothes, and the fabric was fine and comfy, and the dragons on them were made to life, and I took the eye.
He’s pale and he has a heavy look: “The general does it.”
I nodded my head: “When I am a grown-up, I can choose to be a beauty for six months, three years, and five years, and when the queen looks at luck, I don’t ask. I’m sorry.
His little body swayed, and he was like, “The general was so well planned…”
“If you wait for me, don’t die early. * I’ll slap him on the shoulder and shake him. *
He fled my hand, leaned back against the wall, and turned his eyes down in despair: “Then I will wait…”
Two.
The next day my father came up and yelled at me.
“What did you say to the Prince, you miserable boy? I’m sorry.
I cried, “What then? I’m sorry.
“Blessed for His Majesty’s mercy and for your child’s freedom, he said that you would have a chance to make certain arrangements in the future, given your preference for the Prince. * He’s got to get down on his knees and pull me down * I’m sorry.
I’ll go and play with the Prince.
“Didn’t the Prince come out yet?” I arrested someone and asked.
“No, I don’t think so. He answered me.
Everyone’s gone. I had to go in.
It was empty, and I called out his name for a room.
“The Prince, where are you?”
Prince, Prince?
Prince, are you there?
Go to the inner house, I push the door, the door squeaks.
Looks like nobody’s here, but we’re not gonna find this house, so let’s go.
It looks like it’s been abandoned for a long time, and there’s a lot of old tables and chairs in the dark room, and I step on the squeaky floor and go to the last row.
“The Prince, I’ve come for you. I’m sorry.
The wind blows through broken paper windows and spider webs and raises a white cloth under the table in the corner with a golden edge.
It’s hidden here.
I went over, bent over my head and laughed.
“There you are. I’m sorry.
The Prince hid under the table and looked at me like a ghost.
“Are you playing hide and seek? I’m laughing, “I love hide and seek. I’ll find you. I’m sorry.
He calmed himself and remained as white as paper: “No, no more hide and seek.” I’m sorry.
“What do you want to play? I am not happy to stand up straight.
He bit his teeth and stood up a little bit, “I’m coming back.” I’m sorry.
“Well, go back to my house, let’s go play mud. I’m happy to say yes, take him away.
It seemed like I heard his little cry, and I looked back at him, and he saw tears in his eyes, and he couldn’t take my hand, “Ave, I’ll go with you, don’t strangle me…”
I spent a day with the Prince, he didn’t know how to play, I brought it so hard, but I experienced the pleasure of the hens with the chicks.
And when it was dark, the prince begged me, “I really have to go back. The mother is waiting for me, and she will be beaten later.” I’m sorry.
“Okay. I promised, I looked forward to seeing him, and I said, “Will you come tomorrow? I’m sorry.
He’s pale, though I haven’t seen him look any better: “No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
“How do you know you’re going to get cold? I’m surprised, “Is this the power of the Son of God?” I’m sorry.
And his eyes were dazzling, and I prayed, “What else can you see?” I’m sorry.
And he bowed his head and glanced at me: “I saw that we had never met again, nor had we been married. I’m sorry.
“How did this happen? Did we get a copy? I’m in a hurry.
And he was too busy denying it, so I put my heart down and pulled his sleeve: “Then there will be no chance that you will give me your clothes.” I’m sorry.
He looked at me in shock, and I was a little embarrassed to snuff my nose: “Your clothes are really good, there are dragons on them, we’re all so familiar, you give them to me to wear them.” I’m sorry.
He lent me his clothes, turned down my dress, walked away with his arms shaking, and I was happy to wear beautiful clothes to show my father.
Dad chased me, and he beat me, “O father, can you wear this? I’ll take it off tomorrow. I’m sorry.
He asked me to come back after his sins and shouted at me: “What is the matter with you?” I’m sorry.
“Is it because of mud? I’m sorry.
“How can a prince who is noble and noble, who coughs on a cup of tea, and how can you defile him with your mud? How can he bear it? I’m sorry.
He seems to have a point, I believe it, and I think the Prince is weak, and he’s upset.
He went to visit him at the library every day and waited a month without seeing anyone.
“Didn’t the Prince come today?” I was anxious to ask.
They said, “I’m afraid I’m going to crouch down and cry, “What’s wrong with him? It’s been a month. I’m sorry.
So he said we’d never see him again.
I went home crying and I was going to tell my father to run.
I bought a swan on the road, taught a bunch of ponies, made cats fun and came home to think of things. Father’s not here. He’s in the lobby.
“Miss Anne, the Prince sent me a message. He seems to have come to me, and I go in, and I laugh.
I was nervous: “What is the will?” I’m sorry.
The father laughed: “As you say, Your Highness has recovered from the cold, and will return to the court tomorrow. Your Highness has heard that she is waiting for his heart to pass on to me.” I’m sorry.
Good. I’ll play by myself.
3
After two months of playing, my father took me to Tsing Qing, as if it was something the Emperor had done, and asked officials to bring family members to the countryside for flowers.
Father came first, the Emperor took the others away and spoke to him.
I met the prince by accident, and I said, “Didn’t you say we would never see?” I’m sorry.
He was lost in retrospect, a bit embarrassed: “As long as the palace wants it, it will.” I’m sorry.
“How convenient of you. * I’m sorry that he looked at me and turned his eyes away.*
I don’t think he’s looking well, and I’m not sure he’s going up and pulling his sleeve: “Are you really feeling better?” I’m sorry.
“Okay. “The palace has returned to the court.” I’m sorry.
“I know, Grandpa told me. I’m sorry.
And he turned his lips and whispered, “What was the matter with you that you came to the palace the day before?” I’m sorry.
That’s what I’m thinking. Let him go.
“What do you mean? He looked at me a little hurt.
I didn’t wash my hands for breakfast, so I thought I’d get him sick again.
Without a chance to explain, there were a lot of people who were in our midst, and the father came back, and people were saying hello to each other and chatting.
The Prince didn’t look at me, talked to others, talked to me.
There was no one to preside over it, and the people sat there, and the adults surrounded the Emperor, and the children surrounded the Prince, making fun of themselves.
I’ve been sitting around and talking about boring things, about poetry, about chess, and I’ve had a hard time hearing it.
The prince is being glorified by the stars, smiling like a wind, looking at me, looking at him, thinking he’ll never come again.
A good day is a waste of time, and I can’t help but ask, “Who likes to play mud?” I’m sorry.
They looked at me strangely, and a girl said, “Who are you? I’m sorry.
“I’m Anf. I’m sorry.
“Your father is General An?” I’m sorry.
I said, quiet people. Look at the Prince.
The prince sat in the middle of the crowd and laughed nicely: “It’s all right, it’s a field trip, no need to be casual. I’m sorry.
The girl stood up laughing: “I actually liked to play mud, so I came to see my sister and find out what it was like to be a child.” I’m sorry.
“Yeah, it’s been a long time. I’m sorry.
“Just to feel…”
I’ve split up half the people, and the prince looks like shit and struggles to get up.
“You can’t. I seriously stopped him, “You can’t play mud, you’ll get sick. I’m sorry.
He stood there, and he was not standing, and I gave it to you: “He was sick for a month after he played.” I’m sorry.
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The prince’s face was blue, and I took everyone with me, “If he’s a three-and-a-half, all of you are going to kill the nine clans and can’t take him to play…”
We went to the river to play mud, the forts played a war flag, and the blood was so hot that the crowd was growing.
“Ha ha, take the side of town. I’m sorry.
“Stand down three ways, take this state. I’m sorry.
“No, there’s an enemy in the back. You’re ambushing here! I’m sorry.
After a half-day of intense fighting, I am more experienced than ever before, putting the last flag on the other side of the house to declare victory.
“Ha ha ha!”
We were cheering, we were bragging across the street, and there was a lively discussion for half a day, and some said, “Young sister is such a tiger, you are so strong at young age. I’m sorry.
“There’s nothing there. I have to wipe my nose and stand up. “I tell you, I was born to be a general, and I will show you a willow. I’m sorry.
Let’s get out of the way, and I’m excited to run out and pick up a thick tree with one arm to hold it, and I’m gonna drink it, and I’m gonna hold it a little bit off the ground.
“Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh! * People are cheering behind my head *
What does it feel like to be picked up in the back of the collar?
“What are you doing? “The sound of Daddy’s fury.”
I held the tree, he raised me, and turned back to the Emperor, who stood on his side, and he said, “The dog girl is unsure and unsatisfied, and I will teach her a lesson.” I’m sorry.
All those who watched were quiet, and looked at the emperor in his head, and while he smiled well, his face was twitched with flesh: “No trouble, little children are naughty … Put down the tree first.” I’m sorry.
Dad put me down, planted the tree back in the pit and took me away.
“Is it fun?” He put me in the middle of nowhere, blew my beard and looked at me, “What’s up? Gathering people? Platoon formation? Why don’t you just rebel? I’m sorry.
“I know it’s wrong, don’t hit me.” I’m sorry.
“You’re afraid of being beaten. I thought you were afraid of the nine clans who cut off their heads. “He whispered, lest he should be heard.
Then he put me back, saying: “Show me your memory and be low-profile, or be one more in the next life.” I’m sorry.
I cried back, sat on the table, smitten, cried and cried until evening.
“You’ve been crying for half a day. The girl I was playing with, she held my head, and she cried, “That was amazing. I couldn’t cry when I was a kid. I’m sorry.
There was a great deal of discussion among the young people: “The girls cry more than others…”
My head was crying, and she finally rubbed my face: “Well, don’t cry, Sister Lou is leaving to play with you again. I’m sorry.
She stood up and waved at me, and I looked up at her: “Oh! I’m sorry.
“Hey, my dad called me and I’m leaving. And someone stood up and touched my head, and comforted me, saying, “Don’t be sad, who hasn’t been beaten.” I’m sorry.
People stand up, line up and leave, one by one, touching my head.
They were all gone, and there was only the Prince, who coughed and waved at me: “Anf, come here. I’m sorry.
I walked around with my head and I choked, “What is it? I’m sorry.
He coughed again, staring at me, and staring at the light, “Are you not hungry?” I’m sorry.
“I’m hungry. * I feel my stomach *
In the sunset, everyone’s gone and Daddy’s talking to the emperor and he doesn’t know when he’ll take me home for dinner.
The Prince looks around, pulls two pies out of his wide sleeve.
I opened my eyes, I couldn’t help but look inside his sleeve, and was pushed by him in a panic: “What are you doing?
I had to look at the cake, and he looked at me for a while before he gave it to me, and was still watching me drill his sleeve: “Eat it.” I’m sorry.
“Thank you. “I got the cake, and I ate it, and I ate it, and it was soothing, soft, sweet, sweet, very high, and I ate it differently.
The prince said, “Stand by the palace, and be not seen.” I’m sorry.
And I crouched down with bread, and he put his hand on my head: ‘Slower, they will talk for a while, and do not rush.’ I’m sorry.
I finished and he gave me the rest.
“You don’t eat? I look up and I’m embarrassed to take it. I’m sorry.
“I’m not hungry. His hands are above my head, and his eyes are raised with joy, and he smiles with humility and gentleness, “Here you go. I’m sorry.
“The Prince, you’re so sweet. “But I haven’t washed my hair for three days. I’m sorry.
“Hmm? He asked without any explanation.
“Four days without washing your hair. I repeat, “It’s all mud and dirt, you touch it, are you sick again?” I’m sorry.
“You really think I’m so delicate?” I’m sorry.
And We comforted him: “Nothing. You are the future of the heaven, the best of the heavens, and the best of the good.” I’m sorry.
“I’m not … but not…” and he also wanted to explain that when Dad and the Emperor had finished talking, they came towards us.
The Prince stood up, saluted, and the Emperor came, and smiled, and looked at me with his beard: “How’s your brother? I’m sorry.
He’s talking to me!
Father said that His Majesty did not speak with any word, and that every word had five meanings. It was unforgettable and could be taken away from his family if he failed.
What’s he implying? What’s he trying to seduce? Did he want to wait for me to say the wrong thing so he could take my home?
My head squeaks like a swollen wooden gear, and I can’t turn, and I’m scared, and I have nowhere to hide, and I have to stomp behind the Prince.
“Oh, it’s really nice…” He smiled and looked at the prince.
The Prince shivered, snuck out and blew me out.
I followed him and grabbed his sleeve.
And he pulled my hand apart a little bit: “As for his father, it is only at the age of his reading that his son is only in his heart. I’m sorry.
The Emperor was pleased to take the prince with him, and his father wiped his cold sweat: “Good thing you didn’t speak. I’m sorry.
“Daddy, do you understand what he means?” I’m sorry.
“I don’t get it. Dad never understood him, except where he was. “But every time you talk recently, it’s the best thing to shut up.” I’m sorry.
“I shall not be a concubine. It is terrible to play with the prince, and I shall be taken away from my family.” I’m sorry.
“That’s why I’m going! Don’t you think you won’t get copied without going to court?” Our entire family is an idiot, and that’s why we need someone in the palace to make up for the IQ deficiencies. He grabbed me on my shoulder, “It’s a small amount of wisdom, absolutely right.” I’m sorry.
“But I’m not very smart either…”
“Fou, you have to work hard. Think about it. Your father, your brother, your sister, who didn’t risk his life to fight on the front, and you can’t even suffer from it! He seriously criticized me, “I know your job is hard, we’re licking blood, you’re walking on a wire, but can’t our sons and daughters be beaten down? I’m sorry.
He touched me, and I held my fist with all my heart: “Well, I will try to be a princess for the safety of my family!” I’m sorry.
“You’ve known the Prince since you were so young, you’ve taken advantage of him. My father and I were conspiring, “Why don’t we ask your mother to teach you anything? I’m sorry.
4
So I went to ask my mother, “How did you seduce my father?” I’m sorry.
Mother was confused by the fact that she stopped working with her own hands and cut wood: “Did the dog’s head get squeezed by the door? I’m sorry.
“How did you get married? I’m sorry.
I couldn’t help but say, “I didn’t want to get married, I fought for it, but I didn’t expect him to win, so let’s bet. I’m sorry.
And she said, “Son, ask your father, when did I seduce you? I really want to know.” I’m sorry.
I went to Dad and he was so confident that he was happy: “Isn’t she just trying to seduce me? I have to say, it’s really working. She’s on the stage, she’s got a good look, she’s attracted to Dad. Her heart beats fast. I’m sorry.
I learned. I’m going to dance swords in front of the library.
After all, the Prince came out with a white face on the door and looked ready to run.
“Anvie, I didn’t mean to push you away the other day.”
“Oh, what day? I can’t remember, he’s out, he’s getting even stronger. I’m sorry.
He shuddered, “I, I shouldn’t have lied to you but I can’t fail to see the Prophet.”
“Ah?” I didn’t turn my head, I didn’t stop my hand, I cut a few branches.
He bit his teeth: “I wasn’t sick before, to avoid your lies I’m sorry! But in the future…”
We waved a sword to the trunk without a look, and the sound of the pong broke, and he was terrified.
I walked towards him with a broken sword, and he shrunk two steps, and he stood firm, and swallowed my mouth, and looked at me.
And I touched his chest: “The Prince, I’m tired of dancing, do you have an accelerated heart? I’m sorry.
“You’re a liar!” It’s bad. It’s probably not even a conscience. But I have to work hard to be your concubine! I’m sorry.
He’s a little red and he doesn’t look so scared, and he laughs, “Do you really want to marry me?” I’m sorry.
“This is my life! “I cry out with sadness.
“I’m asking you, Anf, do you want to marry me? * He asks again, the way you look *
I’m like, “Yeah? I’m sorry.
He smiled, and he said, “Come on, if you want to do it, don’t start with the sword, it won’t help. I’m sorry.
“What will I do?” I watched the sword go off, “I’m going to seduce you.” I’m sorry.
“What? The Prince was confused and tried to get my sword, “Leave your hands, Ave, put this down. I’m sorry.
I threw my sword aside, and he relieved himself, touched my head, and laughed, “That’s good. Be good. I have no other hobby, and I like to listen.” I’m sorry.
“Will you be good?”
“Yes, you do whatever I tell you to do without my permission. Don’t make any claims. I didn’t ask you to come here. You don’t come to me again. I’m sorry.
I heard something wrong: “I can’t do anything. I’m sorry.
“You don’t have to do anything. Just wait for me. “Don’t worry, we’re still young and we have plenty of time. I’ll call you and give you a chance.” I’m sorry.
I thought it would be a relief, so I went home to rest.
5
Ten years at once, and the Prince never called me.
I understand that the Prince is a liar and that he doesn’t like me at all.
It’s no big deal. I’m the Prince’s only woman.
That day he went on another trip with Miss Sue, and they had a great deal of fun in the lake, and I was swimming in the water.
I went to the lake, they started talking, and I went out and eavesdropped.
“Su’s wife is a man of honor and honor. The Prince says so.
“It is His Majesty who is full of a lie, but he is tall, and she is blind. Miss Sue and he blew each other off.
The Prince smiled: “Sou is modest, you are not only talented, but you have the guts to know. Do you know that you have ever heard of an accident when thirty-one thousands of gold went with us?” I’m sorry.
I smiled proudly in the water, and the 32 would not marry you, so I could drag her into the water as a ghost…
“And ask Your Highness not to laugh, but since she had received the poems of His Highness by chance a month ago, the little woman has admired her heart and has dared to ask her father to see you, and nothing else is feared.” Ms. Sue confessed with shyness.
I’m sorry, girl, you’ll never come to the water again.
I looked through the sutures of the hull and saw the prince start his eyebrow. Do you like the poems?”
“A man as gentle and gentle as His Majesty, is rare in the world and will see you today not all love poetry.” “The girl heads down with shame.
It’s time for me to sneak in and get ready to do it.
The Prince suddenly stood up, looked at me with his eyes, and scared me back.
You’re not going to find out.
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
I can’t take it, I can’t see anything, and I hear Miss So, “Your Highness, why are you taking off your clothes?” I’m sorry.
The Prince smiled: “Sou has made the palace feel unsettled and wants to take off a few laps in the lake.” I’m sorry.
“No, it’s not…”
“Ha ha ha! The palace is so excited that it can’t calm down! I’m sorry.
After that, with Miss Sue’s scream, he jumped in the water.
I watched him fall from the head of the boat, and the grunts sunk in bubbles, and the limbs went up and down.
I don’t think he could swim. What is this?
I was confused and I wanted to stop saving him.
For a while, I didn’t decide to save my life. After all, the Crown Prince drowned, and I exposed it.
I didn’t save him, and there was a guard.
“Ha ha ha … forget that the palace will not have water…” He was lying on the deck spitting water and laughing with joy.
Miss Sue sits side by side and sobbing in the end.
Back on the shore, the young lady declined her escort and took the first leave, and the prince was dressed in a bodyguard’s clothes and left in wet and noisy.
Another rival. I went back and swam.
Six.
After two days of rest, I went with my father, who took me to the front, and I refused.
The Prince didn’t call me, or he didn’t want to see me.
I’ve chosen an empty seat to eat, drink and eat, and I’m satisfied.
When I enter the palace, I’ll eat every day.
The Prince sits in front, talks to people and drinks, dances with the dancer, and the next to him stabs him to see that he and the man have had a few laughs, and he has not seen them again.
I looked him in the eye and put his head in his elbow.
I thought I was going to the toilet after eating my head and looking at the Prince’s seat.
After eating three elbows, the Prince hasn’t returned. I wonder if he’s not falling into the pit.
Then it’s my turn! Even if I should bring him out blindfolded, it would be his salvation, and he would enter the palace and take advantage of it.
I was so excited to wipe my mouth and sneak up to find someone.
There’s no one in the toilet. I’ve been thinking about him for so long. I don’t think he’s gone back.
I had never seen a living man who had fallen into a pit in my life, and I wanted to see it, so I took off the night clothes that had come out of his coat, and I snuck into Orient House by car.
The Prince is here, sitting on the bed with a dancer, wearing his old clothes, and I squeezed my nose and made sure he was clean.
It doesn’t seem to have fallen out of the pit.
No, wait. Why would he be in bed with a dancer?
He’s disappeared. He’s here to see you!
When I play the hanger, they pass out, or they don’t faint, and I throw them out…
“Your Highness, the slave is drunk, the slave is hot. Are you the prince?” “Why aren’t you moving? I’m sorry.
I climbed two beams and was ready to do it.
“I’ve never seen a dancer better than you in my life. “But more importantly, your beauty is not on the surface, and through your appearance you can see a heart that is heartwarming. I’m sorry.
“Your Highness, don’t hold back…” “The dancer twists again and takes off her clothes and is held by the prince.
“The palace is not such a shallow man, more lonely than a person who pleases his body and wants to sue and know his heart. * And he’s soft, * * Don’t worry, it’s long, we’ve got plenty of time * I’m sorry.
“Your Highness, you say the slave family listens. I’m sorry.
“You know your palace best. He smiled deeply, and said, “In this moment of love, and in the face of the hymn of hate, the palace can finally tell the ghost story of the heart.” I’m sorry.
“Aah…”
The Prince repeats: “Don’t you like ghost stories? In fact, my palace’s favorite story is a ghost story. I’m sorry.
“No, no…”
“No, the palace said it. “The smile of the Prince’s voice suddenly disappeared, the tone was low, the sound resounding in an empty palace, “Before it was built in the palace, this was the secret graveyard of the former palace, where a number of innocent women, eunuchs, princesses, dancers were buried.”
“Your Highness…” “The voice of the dancer sounds a little scared and shakes him.
The Prince did not move, the sound was cold, and he said, “They either hanged, or hit the wall, or were given poison wine… At the moment when the palace was overthrown, we found an innumerable layer of white bones, some of which have not yet turned white…”
“Your Majesty, stop, please…” The dancer shook him.
The Prince did not hear the sound, softly, as though you were sleepwalking: “… every night, you saw countless ghosts, with blood in your eyes, staring at you in this room, on the roof, under the bed, behind the screen, outside the window… I’m sorry.
He suddenly magnifies his voice, fingers my position and stares.
I almost fell, and I suddenly found my hair leaking, and I was scared to get it back and pray they didn’t see it.
The prince said, “Did you see that? I’m sorry.
“Aaahahahahahahahahahahahah! “The dancer screamed and crawled away.
Don’t go! It’s not over yet! “The Prince, sitting on the bed, shouted at her, but couldn’t come back.
He sat down for a while, lying on the bed, without taking his clothes off, slowly pulling out the covers and closing his eyes.
No one closed the door, and the wind came in and the door hit, and he pulled his son over his head and covered himself in a tight and unmoved manner.
Yes! Another one that got scared.
I was excited to confirm that the Prince had fallen asleep and slipped down and closed the door for him.
7
The Prince has been very busy lately. I’ve only been resting for a few days and I’m back.
It wasn’t her. It was the Prince who went to her. It made me feel crisis.
His daughter was abducted by bandits, and the Emperor told the Prince to lead the attack and save lives. I haven’t punched in a long time, stolen soldiers’ clothes and taken part in a small part of the fight, and I’m addicted.
Then the bandits were defeated, and we entered into the room where the hostages were held, and Miss Lou was under house arrest, and saw us, with a bright eye: “You have come to save me!” I’m sorry.
She seems to be looking at me, but I don’t know her.
I touched my head and looked back to the right and the left, and the Prince came from behind me, and my heart fell down.
Ms. Lu takes away her eyes and salutes the Prince: “My daughter Lu Qing has seen His Highness and saved his life, I can’t forget. I’m sorry.
“Miss Lu, the palace is late. “The Prince lifts her up, her eyes are red, her voice is loud and loud, and she scares the lady, and the palace will escort you back to Kyoto. I’m sorry.
They got on the wagon, and Lou laughed at me, “You were the first to come in and save me. We have a destiny. Come and sit down.” I’m sorry.
I can’t wait to get up there.
There were three of us in the car, and Lou took my hand and sat over my shoulder, and the Prince looked at me and didn’t know me.
If I hadn’t seen him for 10 years, I’d have forgotten what he looked like.
The prince poured us tea and started a blow-blowing process: “Miss Lu is in danger and can identify herself at first glance. I’m sorry.
“Well, I met His Highness and Anne’s sister when I was little. Lu Qing didn’t pick him up and smiled and pointed at his eyes. “Our family’s gift is unforgettable.” I’m sorry.
What? Why would she mention me? Did she recognize me? But who is she?
I stood there in fear, with my head covered.
Then I comforted myself that I was dressed like a barrel, or a woman dressed as a man, and she should have happened to mention it, and probably to say sister.
Must be.
It’s soothing, I’m relieved to have tea.
The Prince lamented: “The court has known that the Emperor is so talented that it has not thought that she has inherited it, and I am truly a man.” I’m sorry.
“Your Highness thinks so, too. “I have studied poetry since I was a child, and I think I’m a talent. I’m ready to attend this year’s school, so don’t ask me to enter the palace.” I’m sorry.
The Prince smiled at her cup, saying, “How can Miss Lu, who has a career of embroidery, stop it? I hope to see you again in the middle of the day. I’m sorry.
I kind of envy her, she seemed to feel it, touched my hand.
The Prince looked at our hands and smiled with a sharp smile, saying, “Did Miss Lu and the guards of the palace know each other for only a few hours? I’m sorry.
“Does your Highness not speak like such a corrupt man? “Why do you talk like you’re jealous? I’m sorry.
“Miss Lou is joking. He’s looking away and looking elsewhere.
What? Jealous!
I feel crisis in a moment, for the first time so strongly, from a woman who has given up.
But think about it, she’s not gonna rob me anyway, as if the Prince liked her and had nothing to do with it, and she’s holding her back and reducing the probability of a real enemy coming.
I figured it out. I was happy to touch her.
Lou smiled and touched my head and looked familiar.
The Prince took a deep breath, laid down his cup, and smiled not: “Why did Miss Lou stay unmarried after she had grown up a few years ago? I’m sorry.
“It’s not a business. She was not in any hurry, but she said, “Your Highness is not the same. Your life has come to an age when you have no bride, and you have asked me to wait for my people. I’m sorry.
The prince swam me in the cold, and I shrunk in vain.
I’m not going to be discovered.
“The palace is more urgent than you.” And he said, “It’s probably a bad time, a lot of jokes, you know. I’m sorry.
“Lou’s nod: I’ve heard of a couple of unmarried women who were seen by His Highness, either on the spot, or later, and I’ve lost contact with you. I don’t know what I’m going to encounter. I’m sorry.
The prince smiled in vain: “Miss Lu, do not frighten yourself, you will be fine.” I’m sorry.
“I’m not afraid, I’d like to see it…” said Lou, “Just Your Highness, you’re looking for all the women of the city, and you haven’t looked for Ave, out of love? I’m sorry.
I looked up to the prince, and he looked ridiculous.
So he did not wait for him to speak, and Lu Qing said, ‘Are you just saying that she was not taken into account?’ After all, her house…”
“Luqing! * The Prince squeals, sneezes at me, panics, *
“It is the courtesan who has exceeded His Majesty. “Lu Qingbing has been apologizing for weeks, and the Prince is no longer in trouble.
I’m sitting there and I’m thinking about the last time the Prince talked to me and kicked me out, and I haven’t seen me for 10 years.
I’m trying so hard, but I’m doing a job that can never be successful? It’s all a waste of time. Ten years of hard work.
The harder it gets, the worse it gets, the worse it gets.
But it’s bad if they cry, they’ll notice me, and they’ll recognize me, and it’ll be over.
I’ll just pull the curtains off and run.
“Foo!”
“Anf! I’m sorry.
They caught me in a hurry, and I turned back and screamed, “What aff!” I don’t know him! I’m sorry.
“Aah! Are you dressing up? “l’m sorry, I shouldn’t have yelled…”
I cried, “Help, I’m really not Anf…”
The Prince dragged me into his arms, held tight, soothed, “Don’t be afraid, it’s okay, I won’t betray you…”
“What? Did you pretend not to know? “How did you do it?”
Stop! “You can’t talk about it, or I’ll cancel your exam. I’m sorry.
Lou left with his sleeves.
We were left alone in the car, and I cried almost unconscious and felt that the future was dark, and I was about to be cut off.
And as if he had heard the prince talking, “Ave, how can you cry so much? I’m sorry.
I didn’t consciously reduce my voice and weep.
Shouldn’t the Prince be killed? But can you escape by killing? Are there any amnesia pills?
“Ave, my father didn’t want me to marry you, but I had to do it for a while and find another way…” He explained, “I’m with you.” I’m sorry.
I squeaked my head and looked up at the Prince and saw the truth.
This man is a big liar, whether he spoke to me or to other girls, who can count the truth in one hand.
And suddenly he smiled, and looked at me like a peach, and didn’t rub me in the face, as if he were a close friend who had known him for a long time: “You are the cutest cryer.” I’m sorry.
“You’re really with me?” But you haven’t seen me in ten years. How can you remember me?
He showed a heartache: “I’m sorry you’ve been following me, I’ve always known, but I can’t let you out, but in the future…”
“How can you know that?” I hid so well!”
“You’re hiding well, but my guards are better. I’m sorry.
He pointed to the top of his finger, and I looked up, and the roof of the carriage was covered in a man with a background, and he made me a gesture of greeting.
What do you mean, professional?
I was struck, slowly pushed away the Prince, and I sat over my shoulder, and I kept my head on my head.
“Ave, you’ve been very kind to me, and I want to repay you the same. “I don’t want you to wait any longer. I’m sorry.
I shed tears: “It doesn’t matter, ever since I decided to enter the palace, I’ve been destined to walk a difficult path, which is to walk on a wire, lick blood with a knife and die sooner or later…”
He laughed, “I won’t let you die. Wait for me, I’ll arrange it.” I’m sorry.
I’ve calmed down, and he hasn’t spoken to me for 10 years, and now he’s like this!
It’s still on its own.
Now that we’ve been exposed, let’s just do it and turn it into a war.
8
It was just a matter of waiting for 10 days, and the Prince had never had another woman, and I couldn’t find a chance to do it, so I couldn’t wait until I was declared a princess.
“Fry, you made it! After receiving the decree, my father cried and cried, “But let’s not be defeated. This is just the beginning. You can’t relax! I’m sorry.
When the Prince summoned me to see him, I stepped on cotton and walked into his palace without returning to my soul.
“Wake up, Anf. * He shot me in the face * I’m sorry.
“I’m not asleep. I said, “I haven’t slept for three days since I received the decree. I’m sorry.
He held me and put his chin above my head and laughed, “Yes, dream, then go on.” I’m sorry.
“Okay…” I closed my eyes and dreamed.
When I woke up dark, I was lying in the bed of the Prince, lying by my side, holding my head against me, saying, “You’re so good that I can barely get up and watch you sleep all day.” I’m sorry.
I’m a little embarrassed, “You don’t have to look at me, I won’t run.” I’m sorry.
“I’m afraid you’ll climb up the beam.” I’m sorry.
“If you don’t let me climb, I won’t climb. * I’ll rip his sleeves off * I’m sorry.
“I’m all…” He took a deep breath and looked at me badly, and the hard guy said, “No. I’m sorry.
I was so impressed that he was such a liar that I had to do it for my own convenience.
I don’t like it if I don’t like it. He’s a princess now.
And the prince turned his eyes, and said, “Do you want me to like you, and try again.” I’m sorry.
After that, he lit his own lips and laughed a little shy.
I’m not working hard enough. How do I work hard?
For a while, he pulled me over and kissed me, and I had a heart attack, and the first thing he did was read books in his head.
I have always been very good at doing things, well-guided in theory, good in practice, with the Prince kissing for half an hour, and with his unconscious and incompetent voice.
“Anf,” he said, “Why are you so good at this? Did you kiss someone else? I’m sorry.
“No, wow. I’m so happy, so happy, “The Prince, it’s time to get undressed. I’m sorry.
“No, don’t…” He tried so hard to turn my hand, “Do as you’re told, Anf, we’re not married…”
But if I don’t, I’ll have to do what I say, and jump out of bed and wave at him. I’m sorry.
And the prince was afraid to fall in bed and didn’t leave me.
I came home with a plan. I’ll do it at dawn.
First I found the biggest enemy’s home, and I put a steel knife in front of the Emperor’s house. I’m sorry.
She asked her daughter to come out, and she looked up and down and smiled at me, saying, “What’s wrong? The last time you saved my life, I was looking for you…”
“Don’t get close to me! “I am a prince now! I’m sorry.
She wondered, “Oh, I know. I’m sorry.
And I said, “I am the only princess, and now and ever, and anyone who wants to fight me, so is he.” I’m sorry.
Come on, I slashed the stone lion at her door.
Lu Qing stepped back and coughed in the dust: “I know!” But why did you cut off my lion? I’m sorry.
I had to rub my nose, “Well, be afraid, I’ll go.” I’m sorry.
“Hey. “Lu Qing came after me, “Wait, Fry, I have a present for you…”
“What gift? I can’t help but look back.
Wait a minute. She took out a box, and she gave it to me, groaning, and opened the lid: “My old orange, sweet, taste it.” I’m sorry.
The yellow bright orange smelled so good that I opened one with my bare hands and Lu Qing pulled me to eat and walk.
“You broke up with my lion, I don’t give you a gift, you say you’re sorry. I’m sorry.
I’m a little upset. I’m sorry.
“I’ve always used you as my sister. She said, “You owe me so much, my sister, I’ll give you oranges next year. I’m sorry.
I’m used to the Prince, and I’m done with that. The Nahoe Orange is so sweet, it’s soft, it’s finally agreed.
Go home and summon me to go out.
I went, and he was given a secret order to teach me the lesson: “You really are, Anf, the princess of my palace has a knife to provoke the Emperor.” What are you doing? I’m sorry.
I touched my head: “I’m trying, didn’t you tell me to work hard? I’m sorry.
Seeing his face confused, I came with the plan: “That’s probably the way it’s going to be. I’m sorry.
After hearing the prince, his face was a bit pale: “I am asking you to work hard on me, not to find something. I’m sorry.
I’ve been thinking about it for a while, and it’s only time to get up there and hold him.
“Is that it? Do you like it? * I put him down on the grass, and I blew a little wind in his ear *
He covered his ears, he was red, he looked at me, he was sad, and he said, “All right.”
Do you like it or not? “I’m a little confused, “You have to tell me, Prince…”
He stunned, looked at the left and left, waved his guards, and gave up his struggle to close his eyes: “This is when you call me Prince…”
“Hmm? * I’m not sure I understand *
“It’s too rusty to call my name…” He whispered, without permission, and grabbed my hand.
I called, “The Prince. I’m sorry.
He stiffened and pushed me away, saying, “Ave, my name…”
Prince?
“You’ve been chasing me for 10 years without knowing my name.” I’m sorry.
I was lost: “Is it important, Prince? I’m sorry.
The Prince had to lift me off and punch me.
And We called in the back: “Crown, are you angry?”
And he will not return his head: “What say you?” Find me when you’ve thought about it.”
9
I went around asking his name, but nobody knew until the big wedding.
“Don’t you come to me if I say so? * He lifts my head open, he overwhelms me, he bites me out *
After one night, I finally found out his name, which was probably really important to him, so I asked him to call my name, and he cried all night and his voice was dumb.
Early in the morning, the Prince fell asleep and I woke him up with my hands and my feet and my clothes.
He opened his eyes blindly, and his voice snoreed: “Ave, where are you going?”
“Go and give the queen peace. “I’m holding my fist with all my heart.”
“Don’t go.” He woke up. “I was afraid you’d cut her off. I’m sorry.
How can it be? How can it be less of the Queens? “I will not cut her, I will endure, I have learned.” I’m sorry.
“What can you stand? He sits on his shoulder with teeth marks, his face is a little twisted, “You don’t have to look at her face. I’m sorry.
He was trying to suppress my ceremonial rights and weaken my hard-earned first-hand advantage.
“I don’t know” he said, “I’m with you. I’m sorry.
She was kind and graceful, and she gave me a glance: “Give me tea, how can I take it, that His Majesty may know, and give me a debasement?” I’m sorry.
The prince brought me tea to put it on the table, and said, “Well, leave it here for the queen, we’ll go first.” I’m sorry.
Then she looked at me, and the prince pulled me up and I went away, and she explained, “That’s what she looked at. Do not mind.” I’m sorry.
“Oh. I did my best to my mother, “If my eyes are dry, put some cucumber in it…”
“Let’s go,” he took me away, “You see, it’s no use coming, don’t come again. I’m sorry.
Yeah, I went back to lying down all day, playing with a cat and a dog, and the Prince didn’t even have a concubine.
Autumn to spring, spring to fall, year to year, and I’m all going to waste.
“Ave, come and taste the orange.” And this day, when the Prince was so busy, he brought back a basket of oranges, and he was so glamorous, he said, “It’s a specialty from the South Side, sweet.” I’m sorry.
I was sitting in the yard playing chess with myself, and he brought me one and looked forward to looking at me.
I broke half of him with my bare hands, without a drop of water, and the prince looked at him, and laughed, “Looking at him 10,000 times, it was amazing.” I’m sorry.
I have to nod my head. I can’t just do oranges with my bare hands. I can chop wood with my bare hands.
He fed me a piece of the rib, touched my head, raised his eyes with joy, and talked to me, “Do you remember Lu? She’s in court, and this is her specialty…”
I ate oranges, and I remembered, and I turned my head for a while, and I stood up at the table, and I was like, “You two are cheating.” I’m sorry.
“Ah?” And he swooped, and said, “What? Nothing.
I smiled and stood up and kindly asked him to sit down, to feed him with oranges, to squeeze his shoulder, and to say, “It’s all right, Your Highness. Your concubine is not a jealous woman. Your concubine likes what his concubine likes, and he accepts all that he has. I’m sorry.
He should have enjoyed it too much, a bit, “What?” Why did you suddenly call yourself your concubine and say something strange today?”
After the oranges, I turned around my neck and grabbed his chin and kissed him.
“Uh…” And he turned his back on the others, by surprise, with the sweet smell of oranges.
I really don’t want to give him to anyone anymore.
First you calm the husband, then you beat her.
I didn’t find it. I sent it.
Lu Qing asked me out for tea, and I was at war. She saw me and waved at me.
She’s dressed so neatly and ably, looking at grace and calm, and she’s a tough man.
“Fry, it’s been a year. How are you? She and I were talking, “Did you hear last year about the orange? I’m sorry.
And I thought, like, there was something going on, and I felt like I was eating again.
She came in mysteriously, and said, “Sir brought only a few to others, and a basket to you. I’m sorry.
As if the mouth of a human being had been softly eaten, and I had practiced the words for a day, and swallowed them all: “Thank you. I’m sorry.
She opened the chat box and talked to me, from gossip in Kyoto, to the fashion flow, from life to the astronomical geography.
She knows everything. We’ve been talking early, we’ve forgotten the passage of time and we’ve only felt we’re too late.
“It’s so late that I have to go up tomorrow, or I’d really like to talk to you at night. She said, “It’s a shame.”
I touched her hand: “Can I come to you later?” I’m sorry.
“Okay. She said, “You want to see me, come out, go somewhere, I’ll take you. I’m sorry.
“You know a lot. I’m a little jealous, a little ashamed, “I have nothing to give you. I’m sorry.
“What do we do when we’re sisters? She touched my hand and said, “And whoever said you had nothing, you’re my boss now. I’m sorry.
She said it was a joke, but I remember it.
Go back and give her a good word and say to the prince, “I have been playing with Lou all day.” I’m sorry.
He was looking at the documents and asking, “What’s fun? I’m sorry.
I sat next to him: “I think she’s amazing, she knows everything, she’s talented, she’s good, I love her, I don’t want to go home. I’m sorry.
“What do you mean? I’m sorry.
“I feel very happy if I can live with her…”
The prince’s pen fell off, and his face was so dry, he said, “What then?”
“You? I thought about it, and I didn’t really mind sharing him with Lou, but it was kind of weird, and I sort of twisted it, and I said, “You just do whatever you want. I’m sorry.
“I don’t care?” He looked at me in the face, wrinkled his eyebrow, and laughed, and said, “What do you think I am? You didn’t have that attitude yesterday. I’m sorry.
I was a little panicky, touching him, trying to tell him not to be angry, and he was rubbing all the paper on his hand, and his eyes were red, and his voice was filled with hate: “I knew she was not a good person, and what did she do to you?” I’m sorry.
“She’s nice…”
“Don’t mention her again!”
I’d also like to explain that he dropped the paper and stopped making me talk.
Then the next day, his back aches, and We rubbed him, and said, “Hey, don’t be reluctant.” I’m sorry.
He was lying down on his pillow and chewing on his teeth, “I’ll make her look good…”
“Don’t make it difficult for her,” I said, “You’re the only one in my heart. I’m sorry.
He was quiet for a while, and he was so bored, he said, “Tell me again. I’m sorry.
Say what?
“What you just said. I’m sorry.
“Forget…”
10
Lu Qing came to me again for a drink: “I’m moving out of town, I’m afraid I won’t see it in recent years. I’m sorry.
“How can this be? * I’m in a hurry to get up *
“Shh…” And she smiled mysteriously, “Don’t worry, it’s some necessary exercise that no one else can take, and it’s probably your father’s help or your role? I’m sorry.
I’m not talking in my heart. I’m afraid it’s counterproductive.
“In any case, just wait and see your sister’s plans. “I’m going to be a minister, and I see no one but me.” I’m sorry.
Look how confident she is. I’ll drop my heart and drink with her.
I rarely drink, until we’re all a little confused, with candles in front of me and a gold-bonded robe, and a familiar noise.
“Come on, be your prince and leave my princess alone, she will not help you…”
“Ave? Ave? Wake up and go home…”
I sat up, and I didn’t know who I was paying tribute to.
“Whom are you holding your thighs and the Prince is standing in front of you?”
I looked at him, and he was beautiful, and I slipped down, and I held his thigh tight, and I smiled at him.
“What are you doing? Let go, it’s still out there, no way. He pushed me in a panic, he couldn’t push me, he dragged me away.
I don’t know how. I woke up with a headache.
The prince brought me hot soup and smiled so nicely: “You awake, remember what you said last night? I’m sorry.
I don’t remember anything, looking at him.
“Well, forget it,” he seemed so happy, “Oh, I fed you. I’m sorry.
And I drank it, and he cried, “You were so good when you were drunk, and asked you to say anything, and it was true.” I’m sorry.
“It’s you who likes to lie. Don’t think I’m the same. “What did I say? I’m sorry.
He touched my face, “You said you liked me the first time you saw me, and every time you saw me, he liked me more and never hated me.” I’m sorry.
“Is that so? “I’m so confused, I can’t understand it. I’m sorry.
“Yes, and mine. He kissed me with a smile, “It’s the truth. I’m sorry.
Eleven.
Later, when Lu Qing left the capital and was transferred back, my father retired from service, my brother became a general from being a minor to a general, the Crown Prince became an emperor, and I became a princess from a Crown Princess to a princess, a long time passed without any change in the day.
After the first Emperor’s death, my father’s family’s phobia was improved, and the mother and I were able to drink tea, weave hair and talk.
“You are so lonely this time that I have not been able to enjoy the Queen’s joy at all. Queen Mother sighs, “What an evil son, ask him to kneel for me. The child is afraid of cold eyes, and you will cool him, and he will be allowed to kneel. I’m sorry.
And this?
I just got close to her, and I said, “I’m sure I’ll let you be satisfied.” I’m sorry.
I’ve just been promoted to the princess, and I’m trying to do what Mother says.
“Ave? Are you serious? He looked at me incredibly.
“Aah … well. I nod my head, I point the brick, “You kneel here, if it’s cool, you can put a pillow on it. I’m sorry.
“It’s not no good … is it new? * He fell down on his knees, * * You gotta give me a reason *
I can’t think of a reason to shut the door without saying anything, in accordance with the mother’s teaching.
“Af, are you not satisfied with the princess?” But we agreed that you’d have to work harder to get the queen.
“Not this. * I can’t say nothing, I can’t believe it *
He was quiet for a while and he tried to say, “I shouldn’t have called you dumb yesterday.”
I don’t know if I’m going to be able to stay, but it would be nice if he changed it.
“Is it about your brother? I admit I wouldn’t dare to let him go, but I called him a scolder, because he was the first to do it.”
What, he called my brother? Forget it.
“I made a promise to our unborn daughter, but that was a verbal agreement and I’ll go back! I’m sorry.
And this? I filmed the table.
He threw up a new line, saying, “I shouldn’t be quick enough to tell the minister that you can chop wood with your bare hands, and that you can’t do it in public. Trust me.”
I’m a monkey!
The more he says, “I did see Lou in a bad way and deliberately gave her the hardest job, but she did it all.” I was the one who advocated her transfer, and I didn’t want her to come back… but I stopped targeting her! I’m sorry.
I’m shocked.
He turned out all the old stories: “I was having so many women’s parties, and I was kind of a little bit of a deliberate part of it, and I wanted to see you play games, because you were really funny…”
Huh?
“When I was young, I wanted to copy your house, but it was all of Father’s Queen’s religion.” Then I changed. Blame him!”
I hold on to my forehead and I can’t hold on to anger: “Shut up!” Get on your knees! I didn’t ask you! Don’t get up! I’m sorry.
This man, still a big liar, digs up so many things.
I couldn’t help thinking that he was out in the cold and sleeping.
And the next day I told him to stay on his knees, and he said, “Ave, be happy. I’ll tell you all I have to say. Go inside, it’s cold, don’t freeze you.” I’m sorry.
I sat in the house for a while, and I couldn’t stand it, and I called him in.
Nothing. Did you faint already?
I pulled the door and ran out, and he was kneeling there, naked and looking so pathetic.
My heart is soft and painful, and I put my clothes on him: “Get up, I will never do this to you again.”
No, he’s not. I looked in the eye and pulled his head off.
“His Majesty was in the study and yesterday was there.” I’m sorry.
I couldn’t believe I looked at him for a second and went to the study to get someone.
The library was lighted, he was watching the coupons, he was focused, he was locked in his eyebrow.
I’m standing at the door, and I can’t do it again.
And he looked up and looked up, and he looked up, and he said, “Ah, you, how did you get out of there?
“Don’t explain it,” and I ran over him on the stool and bit him in the face, and I said, “You’re not an honest man. I’m sorry.
He didn’t move and blinked, “Why don’t I go on my knees for two days? You watch, I promise not to run. I’m sorry.
“Then I’ll have to do it myself. “What do you have to watch at night?” Not during the day?”
“In the daytime…” And he turned his eyes and said, “Tomorrow, I want to be with you today.”
“Just made up. “I can see through it.
“It’s true,” he smiled at me and leaned on my shoulder. “The tea in Nanshan is open, and he wanted to see it with you. At sunrise, it’s said, it’s the mountains that look like fire, and he’ll see it once in his life. I’m sorry.
“Is it that good?” I’m walking.
He said slowly: “Tomorrow is a good day, sitting on the top of the mountain, tanning the sun, making two freshest cups of spring tea, eating some of the green bean and sand, beautiful.” I’m sorry.
“There, there. I’m looking forward to getting up, “Just watch and call me tomorrow.” I’m sorry.
“Okay, you go to sleep first, I’ll call you in the morning. He smiled at me and his face was tenderly lit by orange candles.
I ran back to the house, carrying a pillow and then running back, and he was a little hurt: “Will you let me go back to bed?” I’m sorry.
I put the bed on the bed of the study, and went in happy, and showed my head and looked at him, and said, “Look, I’m here with you. I’m sorry.
“The light is on, can you sleep?” I’m sorry.
I’m already a little sleepy, looking at the twilight projection and saying, “No problem, it’s warm…”
He responded, and probably not, but I didn’t hear it. He went to sleep with a sense of satisfaction and hope for tomorrow.
(concluded)
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
