I’ve been a princess for 200 years, but I never thought I was a double.
On that day, the Emperor came back in blood from the wilderness and followed a woman behind him.
The woman was born the same as me, even with her left finger.
I greeted him in front of the people, asking who was she?
Heavenly answer:
“She is a man of my heaven, a man who fought a thousand years ago, and sacrificed his life to save the three worlds. I’m sorry.
The house of the fairies.
Oh, it’s her.
I know who she is.
When the Emperor made me look like her, he was born to judge my end finger.
And when I was afraid of pain and cried to him for a long time, I was unable to stop his dagger.
My tears were dripping on his back, and the sky was stinging his eyebrow.
He looked up at me and softly wiped the tears from my eye.
And I will never again shed tears after that.
No one has seen her cry for tens of thousands of years because the gods are less stubborn.
But right now, I think the Emperor Jomo lied to me.
And when he brought into his arms a little reborn as a treasure, she dazzled her eyes.
And the tear drops down, and the glitter and the sweet, and I see that it is envious.
So We tried to reach out to meet it, but it was a little cold, and a sharp look came to me.
She asked, “Who is she?”
The emperor didn’t look at me, and he said, “It doesn’t matter. I’m sorry.
And when he had not returned, the emperor touched my hair and said I was his wife.
When he came back, I was nothing.
II.
A white-haired monster was brought back from the lower bounds, so that he could sit on his own house as a wife-in-law, but no one could think that the proud fiery would not look at it, but would bite his back.
And when We crouched down and held it, and saw it dying in my arms, We asked if Yun Mu could give it to me.
It’s something the whole court knows about.
“What do you want with this piece of crap?” I’m sorry.
Disabling.
I felt my left hand’s missing finger, laughing:
“I’m a little lonely in space. I want to raise a living. I’m sorry.
And when he has returned, We will not be able to live with the emperor any more, or she will not be able to touch the nature of the sand in her eyes, and it will be a dispute with him.
So I moved to a remote palace in the west.
It’s so dazzling.
I see some hidden pity in it.
“The left is nothing but an unknown animal.” I can give you a ride, but it’s up to you if you can’t save yourself. I’m sorry.
I took White back to where he was today, and I took the wound medicine, and I lifted up his back leg and tried to fix it.
Xiao Bai struggled to earn and was extremely weak.
I finally know why the storks bite it.
It turns out this thing is male.
III.
With my care, White finally saved his life.
I think it’s too much to thank. When its balls are black, there are always moving tears in its eyes and its teeth are strangling.
And when I touched his head, I comforted her, and we will live in this heaven, and I will see it as if it were out.
When Yun Mu appeared in my courtyard along with his flaming gills, it was clear to me that I was shaking in my arms.
It is not surprising that the heavens and the earth still have this place, and they sit down and look around.
I made a gesture and then I sat on the stone bench with white.
It was only then that he sat down slowly after he had fallen on the couch.
“The emperor of heaven has found a pharmacist from the earth for the restoration of the body of the little gods, so that the limbs may be reborn and the flesh of the white. “He will stare at my finger, and he will say, “The pharmacist is still in the past, and if you ask, he will try to take it.” I’m sorry.
I touched little white and smooth furs and didn’t talk.
IV.
It is said that the pharmacist is born in the swamp of the earth, and that if he desires to take it, he will surely suffer from the fragrance of the flesh and the evil of the soul, and that he will walk through it, and that when he comes out of his calves, he will be left with nothing but the bones.
In this kind of affection, Jomo was very moved, and he promised the Emperor the three stones.
This is the first happy event in the sky for thousands of years after the Great War of the Dynasty.
There’s nothing I can do. I don’t want to see you. And if I return to life and see a woman who has taken advantage of my face instead of my love, I would hate her.
So on that day We were kept in Our cloud, in peace and quiet, and were brought to the land by half of the little maid.
And when the world is full of wonders, by the bridge of Naho, and before the three stones, Shao Yi and the Emperor, each of them holds a dagger, so that the hand will be cut apart, blood will be spilled into it, and their names will be inscribed on the tablets, so that they may make a marriage to the next life.
And I was brought before him, with her shallow lips, and she held my hand towards the stone, and said: “Is it true that all things are in their original form, that your face is made up by heaven, and that she does not want to know what she is?” I’m sorry.
She’s talking to me, and I’m looking at her left finger, and it’s really starting to grow.
It’s beautiful.
And that is the end of it. We set before the three stones, and the tablets were like a lake, and the swabs were swirled, and then a woman was revealed.
V.
She’s like a woman in a green dress.
People are holding their breath, even the emperor.
“Why is the fairies on the rocks exactly the same?” Some asked.
Don’t panic.
And the heaven’s eyes were heavy, and We said for a long time: “She is the blemish of the twilight twilight, and she has no appearance. I’m sorry.
“I see. “It is only then that people are aware.
And a slight ignominy appeared, and such a proud woman as she did not see us the least of those who lost their souls.
“Please engrave the Emperor and God. I’m sorry.
And the blood of the two fell into the tablet, and behind them was a slapping of my shoulder, and I looked back and looked at the face of the cloud.
His index finger was on my forehead, and something cooled up in my eyebrow, “So you’re different from her. I’m sorry.
I was wondering, “What’s going on? I’m sorry.
Only the gleaming of the three stones, and the power of the convulsion will take a few steps back.
On the tablet came my name with the Emperor.
The house of the fairies appeared in shock and turned to me.
I looked down at my wrist.
Yes, the Emperor made a marriage with me.
It is only that the three stones did not think that they would have made a life for two, and that the Emperor and I had made a marriage, so they would not have allowed him to be married.
At this moment, the symbol is hot and hot in my wrist, like a warning.
He threw a dagger on the ground with a red rope, and his face was cold: “What does heaven want?” I’ve been offered a seat since that day, why are you messing with me? I’m sorry.
The emperor was dark, and he said, “I don’t know about this. I’m sorry.
VI.
He’s not unaware.
He just forgot.
A thousand years ago he was seriously wounded by the evil beast when he broke into our secret, and I saw him still alive, with a secret heart, and I put him back into my cabin.
Our people are fertilized by the vermin, and their appearance is blurred without sex.
And We were born in this obstinate secret, and he was the first to meet me in the millennia, and We shared our hearts with him in the month, and heard him speak of the vast heavens and the earth, and the strange news.
I’ve become a woman for him, and I’ve been allowed to make him a little girl.
He named me that name.
My real name is Bo, but nobody knows.
What I am, what I am, what I am, what my name is, is not really important.
That night he was drunk, and he took me into his arms, and he called me low.
I listened to him, and when he said it wrong, I told him my name, Bo.
He slightly raised his lips, he leaned in my ear and said my name in a clear tone.
I didn’t think, and I didn’t know, that the word would be my whole life’s nightmare.
And I thought that I would hold it, like my fathers and other people, until a child was born, so that she might come to life, and give her the heart of it, and find a place to die in silence, and end this life, an ordinary life.
But he said he’d take me out.
And I stunned, and said frankly: “We have been cursed for generations to live here forever, and if one step is taken, it will surely be the end of God.” I’m sorry.
And he held my hand heavy, and said: I will find a way. I’m sorry.
I saw him with his eyebrow tight, as if he were a very troubled person, and I shot him on his shoulder and comforted him. As long as your heart is still in love, you will never be able to make a difference between us and you again, even if you and I will never be able to drink like this again. I’m sorry.
He whispered to me: “The man’s friend?” I’m sorry.
I solemnly nod my head.
Then he kissed me with his head down, and broke out my lips, and his warm tongue stood against one another.
We looked into his dark eyes, and we were somewhat confused by what he had done.
He said, “It’s a matter of husband and wife. It’s a matter of truth. I’m sorry.
End of the 16th month, the dog eats the moon, is the only chance to get out of the dark in 300 years.
And he was standing on an intensible cliff, and the wind lifted up his garments, and covered with the brightness of the moon, as though it were as cold and lonely.
Well, he’s a god.
Before he left, he asked me if there was anything you wanted to say to him.
I have always had no words, nor can I think of any poems that would fit this vision of separation, and I shake my head.
He didn’t talk.
I’d love to comfort him, but I can’t leave with him.
The silver plate at the edge of the sky was cast in a shadow, and the moon eclipse appeared.
And when We draw out a sword that is long, it is not as light as it is, and when the bounds break open, there will come a host of seabirds who eat flesh, and We shall stand in his way.
And with the sound of wings moving, the wildly dazzling flocks of birds normally tore me and him in, and I fought hard to clear a path for him, to look up and see him go, but I heard a hurried cry in his ear, “Aw! I’m sorry.
A seabird who was too busy to bite my arm was struck by a silver sword, and he held me in his arms and protected me in his arms.
I was bitten without feeling, and I didn’t feel much pain, but I rushed him to say, “The border is closing, and it is too late to go.” I’m sorry.
He was so tight, he took his sword and killed him without a word.
I said, “I’m fine. I’m sorry.
And he looked down at me, and he looked at me, and the sword in his hand swirled, and he struck several swords, and the body fell like rain.
“Bing. He called my name.
And We returned to him in confusion, but we saw him fall back, and fell straight into the black, insatiable sea.
The Insatiable Sea devours all the spirits of the world, saying that you are the Buddha of God and that you have no power to survive.
And We took him down, and the sea drenched, and made my cheeks red.
And he let me hold it like that, and he couldn’t see a thing of fear in his dark eyes, or even a low path: “I thought you didn’t care about me at all. I’m sorry.
And We took him up with great effort, and he was exhausted, and he fell down, and lifted up his robes on my side, and looked at the moon above his head.
I regret to say, “The time has passed. Unfortunately, if you hadn’t fallen off a cliff, you could have gone out. I’m sorry.
He’s like, “Yeah. I’m sorry.
And then he whispered, “Imbecile.” I’m sorry.
VII.
That time, he fell on purpose.
He wanted to stay in the dark for me forever.
He said he liked my sex, he said he liked me.
He said that there would never be a second Bo among the heavens and the earth.
And the next month, 300 years later, found a way to break the curse on me and asked me if I would go with him.
It is a cruel way to kneel in a temple for nine days of cold summer, until the wood is dehumed, the golden wings are born and the curse is lifted from me.
And on nine days he was kneeling beside me, and he did not leave even one step, so that the cold of the marrow would reach the heat of the warmth of the bone, and that which would have touched me, and he would have borne it.
The moment the gold entered, I fell on the ground and my body shivered unconsciously.
He held my hand, his throat moved, and I saw the guilt of his eyes.
I smiled, and I said, “That’s what I wanted to do.”
Because he couldn’t wait to leave everything behind for me.
I wish to leave this place, where I have given birth to him, and to break the rules of my ancestors that they had kept for thousands of years, and to follow him in the way of the unknown.
And We went out with him in secret, and carved with him the names of one another on the three stones, when the most intense of them were.
I didn’t know who he was then.
Nor did I know that my beloved husband had fallen in love before he had fallen into the dark.
The meteorite ran out of love and put out love. He remembered less and forgot me.
And after that I looked in his eyes, there was only the same face as the less.
He said that he liked my sex, but then he hated my sex the most, because I laughed and did nothing like his little one.
VIII.
“I don’t know about this. I’m sorry.
When the emperor’s words were spoken, the voices were divided.
“I don’t care what you did on the third stone. “The sword is pointed to my throat, and its voice is cold, and it’s either broken or dead. I’m sorry.
It takes two wills, and it does.
And between the twilight, a white pellets leaped out of the corner, and swooped towards the little twilight.
It’s White.
He put his sword on me and he came out of his heart.
With a short eyebrow and an arms lift, the white boy was hit by her sleeves and fell to the ground.
It swayed and tried to get up, but it was funny because it had only three legs.
And the young man wanted to fill it with another sword, and We tightened my fist under my sleeve and cried out, “I am the Queen, and if God should kill me, I would be punished by a burning fire and a thunderbolt.” I’m sorry.
You’re so angry. I’m sorry.
And I laughed, “How glorious is the Queen of Heaven, and I’m afraid no woman in this world wants it.” Put it down. I’m sorry.
“I do not know when you will become such a vanity.” I’m sorry.
I was blinded, I smiled, and I said, “It was the emperor who misconstrued me. I’m sorry.
When the young man woke up, and was weak, how could the Lord not have seen her being punished for this day?
The fairies are looking at me and Windu is looking at me.
I looked at it, low and clear.
“I want the chees out of the moors.” I’m sorry.
It is a cure for the rebirth of limbs in the mouth of the clouds.
The emperor seemed to have not expected my request to be so simple, and his sight fell on my left hand’s finger, staring at a moment’s voice, “Okay.” I’m sorry.
Returning to the House of Heaven with meat from heaven, We hastened to the palace of clouds.
And behind me, ‘I thought that you were a man of good fortune, and that you would hold on to the throne of the Queen, so that you would live forever, and not be known.’ I’m sorry.
I nod my head, “It’s true that there is one idea. I’m sorry.
“Why didn’t you do it?”
“If she can’t kill me, she’ll kill my pet in anger. I’m sorry.
Seeing me split my meat in two, half in white, half on white’s broken legs, half on white’s legs, half on white’s legs, and it’s kind of weird to look like you’re trying to get a cure for this animal…
It’s a strange thing, but it’s a blink of an eye. White’s hind legs really grow.
And I was not surprised that Yun Mu held my left hand, and smitten his face, and said, ‘Your own hand is lost?’
I didn’t know that he cared so much about me that he took his hand out of it, and he said, “How can a finger compare to a leg? I’m sorry.
Baek’s wounds were still intact and his body was not able to move, and he tried to look me up and his dark eyes were wet, which seemed complicated.
IX.
White’s hurt is well and Yun Mu and I went out with him.
I’m on the way to the Twilight Night Pool, which is very much like my lotus, and I love it here.
He said, “Do you know that this is a place for the emperor and the young?” I’m sorry.
“Oh? I’ve never heard of this before, but I have to make a memorial.
“That’s why he chose you, who was born of the pool. “Look at me, and look at me. “But the puppet is only the puppet. How can you expect her to be?” I’m sorry.
Puppet.
It’s a very good word.
White jumps and jumps through the pond, and the mud on his feet dumps him.
She looked down in her white dress and looked green and red.
I coughed and apologized to him for his lack of sincerity.
Windu asked me if I was happy.
I turned my hand and wanted to leave, but he caught me.
Well, he’s always been careful.
I untie the belt between my waists, tear the outer shirts apart, and I give him my clothes, and I save him from walking around in his filthy clothes, and let the others see his name fall.
♪ The young lady ♪ I’m sorry.
Pull it up, I stomp on his feet and stain his white boots.
He’s getting more angry and holding my hand.
Far away, a low voice said, “What are you doing? I’m sorry.
I looked up and saw the emperor.
If it were me who was too weak with it, or if it was him who was in a bad mood today, and the sky’s eyebrows wrinkled and looked at us in a heavy state.
It’s still the same as the “unusual joke” that made heaven wonder. I’m sorry.
I fixed my shirt and gave him a courtesy.
“I don’t know when the Lord of the Clouds and the Queen will become so familiar. I’m sorry.
The two of them came to me for a while, and I listened, and I didn’t know that I would follow them.
Purple is today’s little bed, and there’s a feast, and she’s sitting on the top and she’s got a peach blossom on her hands.
This is her birthday.
I’m still a little restless, and Yun Mu has dragged me to a seat in the rear.
And the Emperor will not mind me nor him, nor shall he lift up a box of precious treasures, of which are the nails that were passed through, and of which are the weapons of war, and of which are the twigs, and of which there is a picture.
And when the scroll spreads, the pagans breathed, and they marveled.
The emperor’s eyes are dark.
He doesn’t know the painting.
He made it for me.
It was only then that a spring rain, with peach blossoms on the side of the branch, and I looked under the tree at the green frog by the well, and I thought it would be a good wine if I made it into a bowl of vegetables and put on some spicy.
I thought about dinner here, but he made a picture there.
And at the end, he gave me the portrait, and I looked at it for a while, and I asked him if she was cute, but he was his friend.
He looked me in the eye and said it was me.
And today’s wonders praise the elegance of the painting, and I am not mistaken.
This face, it’s her.
“It’s not as good as the mud on my clothes. I’m sorry.
I heard it was funny. I bumped into him and drank all over my head.
He said, “What is it that you drink so quickly? I’m sorry.
Say, put a chopstick in my bowl.
X.
It is rumored that when a few years ago the Emperor went to the top of the mountain to fight against the evil of the beast, he was cut off from his mouth.
Since then, every time the Emperor sees, guilt and compassion have increased.
And the end of the finger, which was cut short, is hidden in the sea of his knowledge.
And I was cut by him, but I was left somewhere.
I said this back when Windu told me about it.
He asked me if I could get upset.
It’s not that bad.
It’s just that I liked him as much as I used to. He did this to me, and I always had some kind of trauma.
White’s leg is broken, he’s got a lot of sex, he’s too small, he can’t hold it. I don’t want to hold it.
I waited three days without seeing it back, a little worried, and I went out to look for it.
I saw the emperor in the clouds and the sun.
And he was standing with his back in the clouds, looking far and far, and there was an indistinguishable emotion between his eyebrows, and fell through it.
The direction he is looking for is my cloud palace.
I don’t want to be so emotional, I’ll come from the clouds.
She’s wearing a radiant dress, and she’s sharper than a tan.
We know not that there is nothing wrong in the heavens, but that there is nothing wrong in the hearts.
White whispered under my feet.
I stopped looking at the two of them, bending around and hugging them and leaving.
XI.
And We went out with Xiao Bai, and ran into Zumu and his stork.
The post-White leg was shivering, but it was calm and undaunted.
I am so relieved to see it so well.
That’s my son.
At the end of the twilight twilight twilight twilight twilight twilight twilight twilight twirling women.
Sphinx came to so gossip.
True, and the cloud faded back to the saying: “The Night Fairy of the Night, instead of being a moon, is a gift.” I’m sorry.
He went down the bridge and licked my hand.
And I heard the voice of Yun Mu, “Of course it’s the female warrior who is so brave and brave. I’m sorry.
There were many admirers, from above and below, to demons, who were the masters of all sides, and the emperor would not have fallen in love.
And it is also my fault that Yun Mu hated me as he did before, that I took the look of a woman whom he loved, and that I was weak and disgraced.
I am.
The stork licked my hand, itchy.
This beast treated me like a master of its own, with a cold and indifferent spirit, but today I am somewhat flattered.
White is shaking at my feet.
I know it’s scared, and I pull back my hand and step back and keep a distance from the stork.
Far away, Yunyu looked at me, and he was holding on to some strange emotions.
XII.
In the middle of the night I was awakened by something hairy.
We thought it was white, so We put our eyes in our arms, trying to keep it quiet.
A moment later, I noticed something.
White’s head isn’t this big.
And We rose up and revealed the coverings of the night beads.
With fluorescent fluorescent light, I turned on the red pyre.
Whitey fell down on the floor in an offensive position and sounded a warning low.
I’m relieved.
We’re just running away while we’re not paying attention.
I drove it to the ground, put it to sleep, prepared it for overnight and returned it in the morning.
I’m going to sleep.
The next day, the stork jumped into my bed and put his claws on me…
I’m glad I’m more open-minded than a pet.
I’ve prepared breakfast, and I’ve come to feed a bun to the flamingo, and he’s eating it out of my hand with his big head.
White’s hostility towards it is still high, and his throat is so low that the hairs on his back are blown off.
I turned to comfort it.
It’s about a little jealous or something. Little white is so angry that four short legs run fast.
Before I left, I ran over my cup of tea and poured it all over me.
I was suffocating, and I got up looking for a dress.
Turned around and found the stork missing.
XIII.
Windu brought a daughter to the table, saying she was a famous wine.
He’s got a lot of good stuff there.
I’ll drink the second half of it. I’ll drink it.
And when We were with him under the tree of the bouquets, and when he drank a little of it, he seemed unwitting, and asked me what the clouds on my back meant.
Oh, that is the mark of the people of our nation, whose generations have been made of the lurch-gas, and whose invisibility is like a mist, so it is in the form of clouds.
And I explained in half, and suddenly it was weird, “How do you know I have clouds on my back? I’m sorry.
“The daughter is in peace.” If a daughter is born in the family, he or she is to be buried in the house and is to be married, he or she is to be asked to dig. I’m sorry.
I heard it didn’t feel right. I asked him if he wanted to marry him.
A few drops of wine came out of the pot, and he looked at me as if there was something wrong with him.
A white shadow swayed in front of me and White ran away again.
We were drunk, and the heavens and the earth were turned upside down, and the night was not night, and the stars were not stars.
And Yun Mu lay with me on the ground, lying on his arms, staring at this nine-wheeling sky.
I suddenly miss my home town, and I miss the view that never changed.
The days that had existed there had been dull, but at this moment there was a desire to return to the past.
Hold my hand gently. “There will be that day. I’m sorry.
He said he’d take me back.
I know it’s drunk bullshit, but it’s still moving.
XI.
I was drinking my wine on the day of the Great Day.
It’s the only thing I brought home.
We have not tasted this wine for a long time, and I fear that when I smell it, I will remember the time that he spent with him in secret, and will remember the comfort of his heart when he smiles, and will remember what he says, “Thou shalt agree and be pleased.”
And when he turned his back on the day before, he lost his mind. And if I alone were to look at men alone, it would be a bit sad.
But it’s different today.
I’m the only one left in heaven.
I see the purple light that is raging above the Nine Clouds, and the sweet phoenix that echoes in heaven.
Windu came, told me to be the queen.
I think it’s the emperor who gets what he wants.
I thought that I would be forgotten by them, and then I would stay at peace in my palace and live a free day of tea to feed White.
But fate will not let me go.
He said that she knew the sea was broken and that if she could not find it back in time, she would be in a state of collapse.
Jomao saw the sky’s face too gruesome and the old man said, “It’s good to be in heaven at the moment. I’m sorry.
“Where in heaven? I’m sorry.
And the old man turned his eyes to me, “It is in the sight of the fairies that only the fairies shall be removed from them and re-incorporated into the higher gods.” I’m sorry.
He lamented that “it was only that the spirit had been integrated with the fairies for thousands of years, and had it been forcibly taken out, it was feared that it would lead to the chaos of the sea and hurt the pagans, and that there was no hope in this life. I’m sorry.
I stepped back a few steps with softness.
The emperor looked to me like he was cold.
I’m sorry, but I feel nothing wrong.
Nobody asked me if I wanted to.
No one cares if I want to.
The Emperor reached out to me with his hand. I’m sorry.
And when she came to us by coincidence a thousand years ago, she calculated her number, so she left a spirit in me, a child, and buried for him a thread of the day.
After she died, the Emperor pursued the little bit of breath to the secret, and then went off, lost her memory and fell outside my house.
Everything is meant to be.
The Emperor of Heaven is down the low road, as if he had been exhorted to, “Omni, the return of the way, taking what is left of the others, is to be returned.” I’m sorry.
But I don’t understand.
She made her own initiative to keep the spirit warm in me, to make contact with me for thousands of years, and now tore my knowledge to pieces and cut off my root in order to make her whole.
I don’t get it. It’s kind of a circle.
The old man said, “If you can save the Queen, it will be a good thing.” I’m sorry.
We said, “She is dead or alive and has nothing to do with me.” I’m sorry.
It’s as if the phantoms didn’t expect me to rebut it.
The emperor looked at me and seemed disappointed.
And he raised his hand, and I knew it, and it held the dagger’s first birth and cut off my tail.
And now it’s groaning at my forehead, torn by the sea, and the sound of the sound of the sound, which I have never experienced in my life, a hundred times more painful than to break my fingers.
I’m paralyzed on the ground, sweating like a waterfall.
“All right, all right, all right, all right. I’m sorry.
He reached out his hand to my eye, and We shrunk back and looked at him with fear.
He’s got a finger.
A curvature star with little eyes and little stride: “The fairies of the sky were born in love with the gods, so why not wipe her out and save her the creeps of the gods? I’m sorry.
The Emperor rises for a long time.
We raised a white hairy spirit a hundred years ago, so smart and wise, that even the storks bowed to it, but died because they drank poison.
It was a fairy jealous of me who had counted it in my wine and made it my sacrament.
I’m sorry, but I can’t cry.
So they and the fairies thought that I had a heart of stone, and that I was weak.
I was lying on the ground, my eyes were sore, my face was so white, I couldn’t shed a tear.
I can’t cry long ago.
For yourself, for others.
XII.
I stopped looking behind the fairies and went back to my cloudhouse with my rocky body.
And a dry leaf fell upon my feet, and I found it, and white was gone.
It doesn’t smell in the courtyard.
And I sought everywhere in the sea of confusion, and I was nowhere to be found, and returned to that empty courtyard, and We were dazzling, and suddenly I realized.
And I was born to be alone, and thought that it was with me, willingly, to be with it, and as comforted.
But it’s about the more important thing to do and the more important people to wait.
If I’m hurt, I’m no longer needed.
I was lying on a wooden bed in the house, in the middle of a mess, and I didn’t think there was any point in living like this.
I’m going to get confused for the rest of my life.
I had no hope, I had no hope.
Don’t want me to be her.
Neither do I.
Unfortunately, I have never been asked if I wish or not.
And the emperor came to me, and he stood at my bed, and told me that it was only the shin that had been damaged, that he had found no better medicine than he could repair, but that he had missed this time, but he was dead again.
I didn’t say anything, I didn’t look at him.
He’s right.
A broken finger won’t die, and a broken shin won’t die.
I should have nothing to blame.
The emperor stood by my bed for a long time, silent.
I took my mind off him.
He grabbed my left hand and whispered, “Why is your finger not ready? I’m sorry.
I don’t know what to think.
I didn’t talk to him.
The emperor’s throat was soaring, he asked me if I could hate him and regret it.
I don’t know why he asked.
And if I had, I would have worn a suit to find a way for myself.
Fortunately, I have left my life and my death unafraid.
By the way, I lifted my lips and said, “The most regret I have ever had in my life is to give the Queen’s place to Xiaoxiu so that I may end up like this. I’m sorry.
The Emperor is gone.
He didn’t slap me, I was surprised.
I lied to him.
What I regret most is that I should not have picked him up outside the cabin, nor should I have caused myself into his vendetta.
We have a low-strength, low-strength saga in our neighbourhood, and we’ve lost our lives to the love of God and our feelings.
XIII.
You’re awake, you’re alive, you’re alive, you’re alive.
When the clouds arrive, the dusty servants describe them as obscurant, with deep shallow wounds.
I know it for the beast of the border, as the Emperor did.
He found the secret.
He is complex in colour, and caresssed my forehead with his bellies, which he planted for me before the triple stone on the bridge of Naho.
“So, you’re different from Nishi. I’m sorry.
This is what he said on that day, and I heard it in my ears for a long time.
And every soul sees me as a puppet of a lost soul, and he alone seeeth that which is in my heart, sorrow and loss.
Windu asked me if I could have a grudge.
He’s the same emperor, even when he says the same thing.
He said he knew everything.
The Emperor loves me.
The fallout breaks love and is destined to forget the one he loves, and from the moment he forgets me, he will not love her.
Windu said that, staring at my face.
And my lips made a smile, “I knew it. I’m sorry.
I’ve figured it all out since he cut my finger off.
But how can I believe that when he has worked so hard to find a secret exit, but has given up for me when he is only at the door; and when he sits with me on an intestable cliff and looks at the tides, and burys under the tree a wine pot with the names of my two men, the love of his heart remains little.
Those who swore their oaths and those who said their words of love were false, and an illusion that he adored me.
And when he remembereth the little, he made me a substitute for her, and when morning and evening cometh, all that is in his heart is a little.
Expecting pure like is my fault.
I was too greedy.
See, the promises of old age, of life and death, cannot be believed.
The only time I saw pain in my eyes.
XIV.
Yun Mu said that white had magic on her body, so she was bitten by fire.
Now I’ve taken care of my wounds and I’ve escaped to the devil.
It’s like this.
It must have been embarrassed to tell me who it was, and it would have left.
I don’t have to. I don’t have any prejudice about the monster, and it never hurt me, and it jumped out to protect me while the sword stood on my neck.
I was touched.
And whosoever is willing to protect me with his life, save it, was my predecessor.
So I’m going to ask for a cure for the amputation.
Now that it’s hurt, and I feel good to go back where it belongs, I’m a useless owner who can’t protect myself.
And he stood by me on the day when he saw that he was usually a squirted master, a fool, and fed the porridge and made my lips bubble.
I’d love to tell him I haven’t had a few days to live.
Rumu said he had given the Emperor his antidote to the fallout.
The Emperor will remember me.
Yeah.
XV.
He took me to the heavens for fear that I might not believe.
There is a small bouquet of peaches by which they drink themselves, and there is no way for an ordinary woman to gain between them, and the heavenly emperor is looking at her, and the sight of his eyes is full of joy.
Even if I had been in his sight, he would not have left me half of the light.
I smiled, and asked Windu, “Look at the emperor’s love, who is it that you’re pouring on?” I’m sorry.
“That’s not the way it should be. The cure is useless.”
And I shake my head and walk away: “The antidote is not useless, but even if it had been solved, whosoever the emperor loved in his heart had not become Me.” I’m sorry.
XVI.
On these days, my divine knowledge became more confused, often haunted by visions in my sleep, and the time of my awakening became shorter.
I’m going back to my hometown before I forget who I am.
It would be too sad to think of yourself as someone else.
Before I left, I stayed with my half-life of the Jade.
He was wounded by the venom in the secret, but it was not so that God might kill him, but it was in order that his head should be squeaked for some time, and it would be too difficult to paralyse him if he saw another vision of seven, seven, eight.
It is also effective in dispersing poison, quenching and understanding the sea.
It’s a pity that the little one has taken root in me too deep, and I’m not going to lose it, and I’m going to end up like the little one.
So it’s useless for me.
I never told Yun Mu that he did so much for me, and I appreciate it.
He was my only friend in this heaven, though he was unhappy in the past.
I’m sorry I couldn’t say goodbye to him in person.
I have to get home as soon as possible.
If we die in a place other than the secret, our people will lose their hearts, lest they be cut off.
XVII.
After hundreds of years, I was finally able to return to the secret.
I’m standing on an insatiable cliff, covered in warm and gentle twilight by golden twilight, and at my feet by a wave of waves, strutted in the air.
And We blinded our eyes, and the nostrils smelled of that which is in the heavens and the earth. That was the source of our creation, and even the stings of the pavilion were reduced by a few points.
The invisibility of the wrists is the bond of marriage.
Can’t you untie it?
But it’s okay.
And We looked at it, and We brought it forth with a knife, and smote it into the dark, intestines.
In my life, I have had little time and have taken the appearance of others, and have taken the place of others, unorthodox, undecided, unforgettable.
I was born a little, even after I died.
No shadow will ever be found between the heavens and the earth.
When a young white boy arrived at the edge of the cliff, his eyes were broken, his hands were stretched out to try to catch me, but he was able to reach only my corner, “Fine…”
The sound is thick and dumb, with great despair.
And I look upon him as though he had clear eyes and knew nothing. He was my little white.
Then he fell down on the cliff and shouted, “I am Bo, I am not dead…”
Is that it?
How nice.
There’s someone in the world who remembers my name.
XVIII.
I have been buried in this moth for a hundred years, and every day I eat and drink, and the wind and the rain and the wind are so tight.
White always comes to check my growth and development, see if my bones are broken and whether my weight is even.
I see that he is born with a clean face and that he is different from the old white, fat and soft. It is hard to believe that he really is White, and ask him to return to me.
And he turned away from me, and he stood up and photographed the earth on his hands, saying that he could not bear my light, so that he could become a man.
Light? When did I ever lighten him?
He took a look at me.
On that day, when he jumped down the cliff and saved me before I completely drowned, the sea of the intestines turned me into a dead body, and my flesh rotted, and fortunately, as long as the spirit was still alive, he could regenerate me.
When I woke up, I was moved by his affections, and I asked him who he was, and he said he was one of the demons.
Sitting next to me, White whispered in a nuanced way that he had failed as a demon’s son, had been hunted down by his brother, and had survived nine years of his life to escape from the realm of demons, and had fallen into the misery of my claws.
I will not comment on the term “magic claws”.
Was it not good for me to take care of him as a little princess, to take care of him every day, to sleep in his arms, to cut his fingernails and curves?
After a hundred years, I finally grew a new body and had the opportunity to choose sex again. I’ve spent a long time with the Qui-Chai Da-Hang, and I’ve chosen to be a woman in view of problems like toilet habits.
White’s on the side of the load, looses his fist.
With regard to the face, I took a picture of her to White.
White was silent after passing, his eyes were so tight, he drew a picture of a woman overnight, and the painter was much better than me.
I looked back at my head and said, “You love the enchantment…”
I looked down on my chest, and I felt like I was hiding my heart when I was squeezing.
Xiao Bai asked me if there could be hatred in my heart, and if I wanted, he would stand with me before the emperor and the people of heaven.
I shake my head.
I was born to be weak and weak, as long as they stopped bothering me and those I care about.
In the sight of that man, We have fallen into the intestines of the sea, and have no more presence in this world.
XIX.
In the palace of clouds, the heavens are set beneath the sheath trees.
There’s a bar of wine on the table, and there’s a couple of names on the table in a very intimate gesture, and it’s been blurry with age.
“Do you know who the woman on the altar is? “The Lord of the Clouds tarried before him, staring at the wine.
The Emperor said nothing.
“You haven’t remembered the name of Bo.” I’m sorry.
“What’s she got to do with me, with me, with me?” I’m sorry.
“The answer has already come to you with the drink, but you have not drank.” I’m sorry.
“A thousand years ago, you sought love from the ruler of the land, and he warned you that you were too committed, and that you would suffer.” Do you remember that now?”
The Emperor’s lips are white.
“It’s too deep, it’s finally self-inflicted. I’m sorry.
And as the sound of the earth recedes in his ear, the letter of his name and that of the woman faded from his wrist.
Yun Mu also saw this scene, where his pupils were shaking, held their hands behind him in their fists, died in the palms of the hand, while his lips were filled with a chilling smile, saying that only those who loved each other could say their names. Or have you not thought about the cause of this, when you have been unable to make a deal with the young, and your marriage to the young one has been erased from your hands? I’m sorry.
“A stone can see through it, but you are unaware.” And now she’s fighting for her life, and you’re going to get it. I’m sorry.
And he turned away from this desolate courtyard, and the most indifferent of the heavenly gods, with a bit of awe.
The emperor looked at the empty wrists of the sky, and that word was cut off from his mouth for a long time.
“Bing. I’m sorry.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
