How to write a novel starting with “The Emperor is back with a woman whose life is unknown”?
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Haru-do: “The Emperor has returned and is carrying a woman whose life is unknown! I’m sorry.
And I said, “Oh, is there no doubt about life or death?” I’m sorry.
Haru-do, “Mama, you’re going to lose! I’ve got a cold joke here! I’m sorry.
We said, “What should we do in your opinion? I’m sorry.
Haru pulls out the frost that was ready: “Let’s do it with the old man!” I’m sorry.
I said, “It’s better to do it myself.” I’m sorry.
So I ate the frost on the table in a manner that was too swift to hide.
In spring’s shocking cry,
It’s been a long time waiting to be poisoned.
One.
I’m dying for a reason.
In my last life, I’ve been a beautiful bride.
The biggest feature is brainless chests.
The biggest goal is to fight for grace.
I didn’t think the Emperor was close to a woman.
I’m 33 years old.
Not yet, he died in the palace finals.
Two.
Didn’t think I was 23 years old.
I have the power of rebirth!
If you die again, you can return to 13.
I will never enter the palace again, never be the Emperor’s wife.
When I think about it, I set my life’s rebirth goal:
You can’t fight, you can’t fight.
III
Wake up first, Haru sits by my bed crying.
And I said, “O spring, how old am I?” I’m sorry.
Spring Doo: Thirteen. I’m sorry.
Wow, it was 10 years ago!
I’m happy, and I’m like, “That’s great. I’m sorry.
That’s great.
Haru-do: “The slave is joking. You’re still alive at 23 this year. I’m sorry.
I was sore and I cried, “Damn it! I’m sorry.
I’m so angry, I haven’t worn it yet!
Haru hugged me and cried:
“Your Highness, I’ve saved your life.
Four.
I tried every way to die while I was sick.
Haru was on the defensive. I never succeeded.
The whole harem was spread, and the pompous bride was a passion seed.
The Emperor doesn’t love her. She wants to die.
The Queen is touched by my demented emotions.
A bunch of silk and jewelry.
I sat in the middle of a bunch of gifts, like a dragon trapped in a treasure.
Haru-do, “Mama, the slave-man understands!” You’ve done a good job with your grueling plan! I’m sorry.
What do you know? You’re blind!
I’m full of black lines.
Six.
I saw a tree in the garden, and I began to graze in white.
Then behind him came a woman with a grotesque voice: “Who is this?”
I look back. Oh, it’s the old lady.
I’ve had a good relationship with her in the last life, and I’ve always cared about each other in silence.
You feed me red flowers, I’ll give you nod soup.
The old people see the old ones, they talk crazy.
VII
I said, “Don’t you recognize anyone?” Your eyes are decorations. I’m sorry.
“What are you doing here? I’m sorry.
I said, “You’re not in charge of the foxes. I’m sorry.
“I heard that you couldn’t die for your loss, it’ll come again to seduce the Emperor in the garden.” I’m sorry.
I laughed, “Lifu, you’re small. I’m sorry.
She looked at me and said, “This is enough, and she brought water sleeves to dance.” I’m sorry.
I’m: …it looks like I’m getting smaller.
VIII
“This tree, the palace!” I’m sorry.
I said, “Why is it that I was here first?”
“A man who dances with a water cuff will have a white rag, and he will have an old crooked tree.” I’m sorry.
She smiled, and the waiter lifted a swing full of flowers:
“Stand tight, and the palace will go down to the Emperor! I’m sorry.
Dude, after the rebirth,
The harem concubines are so creative in their efforts to attract the Emperor.
Even the Emperor’s woman will be covered.
All right, all right. I’ll give you this tree.
Nine.
The last tree was requisitioned.
The next old crooked neck tree appears again.
I just threw three feet of white, and I jumped and tried,
I heard a voice from the side of my body: “Your Highness, will you hang yourself?” I’m sorry.
I’m scared of my body and I’m walking back and forth three times.
Ten.
It was a beautiful woman who had just been thrown into the cold palace a while ago.
I’m ready to hang myself.
Come on, a nice girl can’t reopen.
It would be a shame if the operation went wrong.
And I said, “Beautiful, love is more expensive and more expensive.” I’m sorry.
He said: “You can’t leave your children with wolves, you can’t leave the Emperor alone.” I’m sorry.
I had a pupil earthquake.
The women in the backyard are crazy.
There was a swing trick followed by a strangulation.
The world is so crazy, it’s all about the Emperor.
Come on, let’s give you this tree.
Ten.
The Royal Garden, the tree by the trail,
All of them were requisitioned by the concubines of the North-West Palace.
There’s a charlatan under the tree, it’s an instrument.
There’s a hymn under the tree, it’s a vernacular group.
There’s a climb in the tree, and this is a different path.
I don’t know.
I walked down the road.
It is as if Grandma Liu had a big eye on the park:
No wonder the Emperor is not close to a woman.
The next step is to be forced to watch a post-magic talent show.
Can the women of the harem live day after day?
Eleven.
The sun and the twilight arrived.
It’s time for him to cook.
It’s hard to get out on my own. I have to take this chance.
I came to a quiet forest, seven or eight times.
Satisfied spot nod: good, that’s it.
I didn’t think I’d fall down when I climbed on a tree with a white thong.
Between the electron flint, the instinct of human survival led me to grab the trunk.
At this moment, I am embarrassed to be in the middle of an ultimate dilemma:
Survival or destruction.
XII
Don’t let go. It’s sore.
I can’t hold it!
Let go of me!
You can’t be born again and you’ll be in bed forever.
I can’t help but think about it.
Don’t let go!
I was just hanging around and holding on to the trunk.
I don’t know how long it took.
I saw a white woman in her clothes passing under a tree and shouted, “Help me help the palace!” I’m sorry.
There was no reaction.
I also said, “Do help the palace with the beauty of heaven and the charming white fairies!” I’m sorry.
She said, “How can I help you? I’m sorry.
I was anxious to reach out to her, but I couldn’t: “Please help me down!” What a beauty!”
And she realized, “You are not a leading person.” I’m sorry.
It’s cold.
XIII
People laugh when they listen to cold jokes.
People laugh, they lose strength.
When you’re weak, you let go.
I fell in the arms of a beautiful woman and dingled in my hair.
The blood of oranges is sinking slowly.
She’s got three cents of gold and yellow in her eyes.
There was no one around, and the trees were ringing.
This pose, this scene, this environment!
The more I see a beautiful woman’s face, the closer I get.
How do I feel about the lilies coming out of my hometown?
Adultery is a crime of death.
I’d rather leave than be covered in pig cages.
In order to break this incoherent atmosphere, I spoke to ease the embarrassment.
It’s very natural to change the subject: “You have a good arm. How do you practice it? I’m sorry.
XIV
I was so excited and I laughed, “Do you know who I am?” I’m sorry.
We said, “How should I know? I’m sorry.
She said, “Look at this. I’m sorry.
I said, “You look good, and I’ll ask you to look at it. I’m sorry.
She put her face closer together: “Look again! I’m sorry.
I closed my eyes and said, “Sorry, I’m a straight girl. I’m sorry.
Fifteen.
The pretty lady stings.
She said, “You’ll find a place. I’m sorry.
Yeah, the trees are full of people, don’t you know?
I said, “There is only this little place in the palace. I’m sorry.
“Who taught you this, Queen?” she frowned and said.
Huh? Is this a self-determination to be taught?
“I don’t want to live anymore.” I’m sorry.
“What’s wrong with being a queen in the harem? I’m sorry.
It’s good to be born again when I’m 13.
That’s better! But I can’t explain it to you!
I was groaning at the sunset, and I looked very deeply into the sunset: “What my palace wanted, never this…”
The beauty looked at me in a complex manner and said, “I can’t believe that someone really used it so deeply…”
The beautiful woman reached out and touched my face, and her voice was so gentle that she could strangle out the water: “You have suffered.” I’m sorry.
Do I have any misunderstandings between us?
Fifteen.
It’s been a long afternoon.
No court battles, no tearing, no sight of the Emperor.
I feel like I’m facing a little spring that I’m looking for.
They tarried in front of the palace for a long time, and groaned.
Haru opened the door and saw me at the door.
“My mother, you’re back! His Majesty just sent Master Li a lot of new things! I’m sorry.
Turns out the eunuch she was standing behind was the red master Li.
No matter what happens, you’re a thief.
I’ve always felt like the emperor was not feeling well.
Haru saw me with a sad face and said, “Mother, aren’t you happy? I’m sorry.
I am weak: “You do not understand, this is not what the palace wants…”
Haru’s eyes are red, and she’s moving. I’m sorry.
“No, no, you won’t understand.” I’m sorry.
Haru-do, don’t talk so hard! I’m sorry.
“The Shi family has been with the Emperor for more than 20 years and is so sincere as to think of the Emperor, and he will say a few words in front of him.” I’m sorry.
I said, “Don’t have to, the Emperor is fine, don’t bother him. I’m sorry.
He looked at me so deeply.
It’s been a long time.
Haru’s whispering in my ear: “Mother, you’ve made a good move. I’m sorry.
I:
XVI
His Majesty’s love is like a piece of honey.
Sweet, but who’s got the honey?
The bee butterflies behind the Emperor fly to whose house.
I’ve got a wave of beautiful women in my palace.
It’s about making tea, watching seats and organizing recreational events.
I’m under a lot of pressure.
With a lot of pressure, he ran down to the tree with a white beak.
But I soon found out that this tree was not just a secret base for me.
And save me on that day in the midst of the heat of the fire, and stay in the morning under the trees.
Every time she meets, she starts to laugh upside down: “What a coincidence, you’re here too? I’m sorry.
No, no, no. It’s not a coincidence.
You came here to relax, I came here to die.
XVII
I just can’t die here.
But I think there’s still a bunch of melons in my palace and a bunch of horses hanging.
I’m waiting for me to go back to being the concubine of the “Eight Eight” lecture.
I feel a headache.
It’s a shame this branch is so thick that it doesn’t hang.
I look around, well, there’s nobody but us.
I took off my clothes, I took off my shirt, I lifted my sleeve, I jumped.
“How dare you? I’m sorry.
I looked at her for no reason: “What are you ashamed of? I’m sorry.
She’s silent, and she says, “You’ve got that kind of distance. I’m sorry.
I went on my wrists and said, “Yes, I can’t see the Emperor in this harem. I’m sorry.
She said, “I’m actually…”
I’m what I am!
I’m walking as fast as I can to five meters to help with the fire.
One sip, three down, five down and two down, and then climb into the tree.
Yes! I love climbing trees!
It’s good to watch the view up high!
Eighteen.
I watched the view in the trees.
Pretty girl standing under a tree looking at me.
I’m sure I’m a little bit of a looker, but I can’t stand the heat.
“What are you doing here?” I’m sorry.
“You’re so cute. I kind of like you. I’m sorry.
I said, “Sorry, I’m a straight girl. I’m sorry.
The beauty smiles under the tree and closes.
I come here several times, I see her every time, and I smile.
It’s the first time I’ve smiled like this.
What’s wrong with her? I thought she was serious!
XIX
We said, “Are you standing below, and your neck is not sour?” I’m sorry.
She said, “I rarely see people this way, but it’s new. I’m sorry.
Huh? This look-in-the-face look at people, it’s true that the face is three times larger than usual.
No wonder she’s looking at me like this!
Twenty.
I said, “No, come on up. I’m sorry.
She said, “Good sister, I’m weak, will you give me a hand?” I’m sorry.
We said, “Stand out, I’ll wait up there.” I’m sorry.
The beautiful woman reached out to me and her hands were cold and rough.
I must have done a lot of work in the backyard.
Thinking of it, I feel soft:
She’s so pretty and in the backyard.
There are many jealous masters in the palace.
How hard has this kid been living?
This is the one that’s being dragged down by half the beauty.
I fell with her and she flipped.
I’m sitting on a pretty girl.
Hands on her flat chest.
I wrinkled my eyebrow, and I felt in my heart a strange contradiction, and I wondered, “How did you…”
She’s obviously nervous and she’s walking back behind her chest.
I’m looking at her in a big way.
She’s staring at me with her mouth shut.
I said, “Why are you so flat? I’m sorry.
Beautiful: …
XXI
I sat on a tree with a pretty girl.
The beautiful woman’s arms are tight.
I feel that the blood cycle is a little less fluid.
We said, “Sit aside. I’m sorry.
She said, “Sister, I’m afraid of heights…”
You’re even taller than me.
Pull me out of the tree.
I fell off a tree empty-handed.
A woman with a big body and a great arm.
You told me you were afraid of heights?
I said, “Can you not rub my arm with your chest?” I’m sorry.
She’s heard it coming closer to me and spitting in my ear, “What, shyness?” I’m sorry.
I can almost smell her breath.
We said, “You’re here and my bones hurt. I’m sorry.
She’s silent.
Twenty-two
When it gets cold, I don’t want to go out.
Besides, the year’s coming, the food in the palace is well.
Sugar ridges, squirrel cuisine, red-oil hawks…
When I finished my dinner, I accidentally caught a glimpse of that white tan on the bedside.
Well,
The beauty is waiting for me to climb the tree;
Peach is still waiting for me.
Your Highness is waiting for me to share my experience.
I don’t know.
If not,
Next time!
XXIII
And to the tree,
I didn’t bring my three feet of white.
It’s a hairline.
“Who are you knitting? I’m sorry.
I was tired of asking her, “Weave to the dog.” I’m sorry.
“I am a dog! I’m sorry.
We said, “Get up. I’m sorry.
She stood up.
I said, “Sit down. I’m sorry.
She sits down.
I said, “Give me ten thousand taels. I’m sorry.
She walked back three times: “No way! I’m sorry.
Twenty-four
I’m getting more and more healthy at climbing trees.
It’s just a big deal.
In the end, I was lazy to slip from the trunk.
It’s just a quick jump.
I jumped into the arms of a beautiful woman.
My heart beats so fast.
I said, “Let me down. I’m sorry.
She said, “Then let go. I’m sorry.
I said, “No!”
That’s the girl I like.
I’ve always been very proactive, hugged her neck and kissed her face loudly.
“You’re straight! I’m sorry.
“Now it’s bending!” I’m sorry.
“I am straight! I’m sorry.
“I don’t mind.” I’m sorry.
Twenty-five
“You know, you are the Emperor’s woman. I’m sorry.
I said, “The palace is the same wife. I’m sorry.
She gnawed on her teeth and said: “What is the matter with you?” I’m sorry.
We said, “There are so many women in the harem, he hasn’t touched any of them. I’m sorry.
She held her fists with her hands: “Well, maybe it’s because he doesn’t like it.” I’m sorry.
I said, “You know there is a slogan in our backyard. I’m sorry.
She said, “What is it? I’m sorry.
I said, “I will find one for the Emperor! I’m sorry.
Twenty-six
And I said, “It’s the Emperor who is green, not you. Why are you angry? I’m sorry.
“No, you don’t understand…”
Twenty-seven.
It’s a nice day. I’m sitting in the yard with a stool.
Once again, my bedroom was filled with concubines who came to visit and said they wanted to give a lecture on knitting.
I heard that the Emperor had recently approved the coupons and would have taken out a few furlines.
The Emperor’s hobby is that of the harem. The Emperor’s crochet, the rear crochet.
“That’s all you know about the whole harem. Tell me. I’m sorry.
I said, “That’s how you ask for people? I’m sorry.
“I am asking you, I am begging you, I’m sorry.
I said, “Don’t be so mean, I beg of you.”
Twenty-eight.
The fragrance of beauty finally leaves.
Haru whispered in my ear with anger: “My lord, the slave-man knows what they think!” I’m sorry.
I said, “What’s the idea?” I’m sorry.
She said, “The Emperor’s birthday is coming, he wants a gift! I’m sorry.
I said, “How about a scarf?” I’m sorry.
There are so many beautiful women in the harem who have been taken from their families, and weave scarfs around the city.
The Emperor must have a hundred necks to finish it.
Well, being an emperor isn’t easy either.
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Haru-do: Queen, give me a scarf, it’s a new way of doing things, and it’s a good way to live! I’ll send you the best one. I’m sorry.
Yeah, well, it’s good. It’s bad.
We said, “Let’s give the crown of gold to the bride.” I’m sorry.
Haru-do, “Mama, the slave-man understands!” I’m sorry.
How do you get it again?
She said, “It’s a different, different way of doing it. It’s a wonderful thing. I’m sorry.
I’m…
Thirty.
The Emperor’s birthday was celebrated a year ago with a feast at the Palace of Sochi and New Year’s.
The birthday gift was delivered in advance, and on the day of the palace feast, all the palace princesses looked forward to it.
Whose scarf is the Emperor wearing? That’s who he loves!
In the eyes of the crowd, the Emperor is here.
And I fell down in the hall with a watered beauty, bowing my head down and counting the marks on the bricks.
“How can the Emperor wear a green hat?” I’m sorry.
“Insolent! Can the Emperor wear a green hat? It’s a golden crown! I’m sorry.
I:
Thirty-one
I looked up, and I saw a beautiful woman crawling with me to see the scenery at night.
Sitting on top of a jade crown, staring at me with a smile.
And I cried out to her with my mouth: “What is the matter with my wife?” I’m sorry.
And she returned to me with her mouth: “Honey, stop messing around. I’m sorry.
I couldn’t help but cry.
Thirty-two.
The Emperor hugged me and made me sit on his lap and pour wine.
My heart’s beating so fast, Princess is looking at me and I’m afraid she’ll break me.
I said, “I want to go to the bathroom. I’m sorry.
He said, “Good sister, you went and you ran away. I’m sorry.
I cried and said, “No, I drank too much water. I’m sorry.
He said, “How much water do I have to check?” I’m sorry.
I said, “You’re going down the road! I’m sorry.
Thirty-three.
I said, “You’re a transvestite? I’m sorry.
He said, “When am I going to wear a dress? That is my dress.” I’m sorry.
I said, “You’re a green hat slave? I’m sorry.
He said: “It is only by necessity that I should green myself.” I’m sorry.
We said: Am I still with her? I’m sorry.
“Can you hope for me?” I’m sorry.
Thirty-four.
The banquet is finally over.
Haru raised a thumb under me.
I know, she feels like she understands.
Anyway, I feel like I’m being played by the Emperor.
Even though he was suspected of dressing like a woman in the middle of the trip, he was also accused of being a woman.
But I don’t think a man’s president is so glamorous, so it’s ruled out.
I’m sad to think of it here.
His Majesty said, “Where is your scarf? I’m sorry.
We said, “It’s for the wife. I’m sorry.
“I am your wife. I’m sorry.
I said, “It’s not like I thought. I’m sorry.
His Majesty said, “What a surprise, right? I’m sorry.
To your head!
Thirty-five
“I have a bigger surprise for you. I’m sorry.
I said, “Look. I’m sorry.
The Emperor took his left right in his arms and stuffed me with a piece of knitting.
And I spread out, boom! So long socks.
We said, “Why are these socks on one side?” I’m sorry.
“This is my scarf.” I’m sorry.
I compared the length of the scarf to who I was trying to strangle.
Thirty-six.
We said, “I will deliver it, I am only sending it.” I’m sorry.
The Emperor came to my bedroom to get a scarf.
I said, “Try it. I’m sorry.
The Emperor said, “This is the color of a woman, and it does not match my garment. I’m sorry.
I looked at him,
He looked at me.
I started going through the closet.
The Emperor says, “The Princess of Love.” I’m sorry.
And We said: Is this a match?
“I can’t wear it.” I’m sorry.
We said, “This one is big, it can be worn.” I’m sorry.
His Majesty said, “It’s not right. I’m sorry.
I cried out: “Is it the concubine who overstepped…”
Your Majesty:
The Emperor is wearing a dress.
The Emperor is worth +10.
Thirty-seven
I said, “It fits. I’m sorry.
The Emperor has become the red-faced beauty under the tree.
It’s pretty cute standing in front of me with a dress.
I laughed so badly.
He said, “What’s on the bed? I’m sorry.
Oh, it’s been a long time since I used three feet.
I said, “It’s a bedding. I’m sorry.
The Emperor said, “How will it be used?”
I untangled the white wrench, and he’s got a lap around his wrist:
Want to learn? I’ll teach you.
The end–
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