It’s Kang’s corner, and it’s right in the garden to fall over the wall, and it’s covered in a thick and thick bush.
And when the earth landed, Chon-fang was in control of his body, crouching in the bushes: “At this time there is a shelter in the house, let them not see me, or perhaps I will continue to kill me.” I’m sorry.
She looked out with the shrubs and accidentally bit her lower lip, and it took a long time to say, “Oh, I know, you came back to avenge me? I’m sorry.
“What is revenge for you?” Don’t put any gold on your face. I’ll avenge myself. I’m sorry.
Ginger pulled a leaf down and tore it up: “I thought we’d go to the study and get a pen, and then I’ll write something that your voodoo people will say, and throw the paper at her room, and then pretend to scare her at night.” I’m sorry.
She’s looking in the direction of Kang’s courtyard, and a pair of black and white almonds, “Hey, ghost, ghost, aren’t you a ghost? You’ll have to play the ghost. You’ll be out her window twice! I’m sorry.
Wenhuai:
What do you mean he’s a ghost?
He was black-faced to control his body and shot the sleeve on the right: “Look what this is.” I’m sorry.
Ginger followed his words and saw that there were pens and pens in his sleeves, which were fine and hidden in his pocket.
She asked, “When did you hide the paper and pen in your sleeve?” I’m sorry.
Wenhuai raised his chin and took back his pen and pen: “What do you think I’m like you when I take it from the temple?” If you want to take revenge on someone, it’s a temporary matter. I’m sorry.
Chon-eun said: “It’s a ghost, it’s a ghost, it’s an idea, even a tool for revenge! I’m sorry.
She looked at the situation outside the bush and asked him, “So you’re also going to act like a ghost and scare her?” I’m sorry.
Wen Huai didn’t want to argue with her, she asked him again, and suddenly reached out to hit her head.
When his hands fell on his forehead, he suddenly took off, and he closed his eyes and he played himself: “Do you think I, like you, have these little things in my head? I’m sorry.
And he looked outside: “I will teach you that tomorrow your house will surely come to you, so that Kang will give them a great play, and you will be a friend.” I’m sorry.
A few days earlier, he had placed a big hat on the Zhao family because of Mrs. Wu ‘ s fear that the Zhao family would be in a bad state of mind. Tomorrow.
Shuu, in order to keep the Chon family quiet, Zhao Zhao Zhu will be able to join us.
But Ginger didn’t understand, and she was much more lazy and asked, “How do you know you’re coming?” I’m sorry.
As soon as she had done so, there had been a footsteps from afar, through the bushes, and it had been seen that several institutions had come from the end of the road with lanterns.
Wing Huai hid himself deep in the bush and did not answer her questions.
Now it’s dark and there’s only moonlight and orange red lanterns on the hands of the courtyard.
The nurses are walking, talking, “My Lady, this time I’m angry with my wife.” I’m sorry.
“So what if we’re angry, and we’re not going to feed?” It’s not a lie for your wife to set fire to Miss Er’s house. I’m sorry.
“But tomorrow Zhao Sang-sook will personally bring his family to apologize to Miss Er, and what if she doesn’t show up tomorrow?” I’m sorry.
“What’s your hurry?” Didn’t you see how many people had to guard the door today? If you’re not dead, come back and tell Zhao Sang-suk. I’m sorry.
They were walking away, and their voices were down, and the wind came to pass: “I do not think Missy is dead, and she can’t swim, not be burned behind a bush with her fingers squeezing a leaf, and coming back and forth with half a leaf, but only to say, “You…”
And wait until he is finished, and Chon-fang interrupts him: “Ghost, you’re so full of surprises. Count me if I can be rich or a queen.” I’m sorry.
“Why do you want to be queen?” You’re not going to do anything to me.”
Ginger licks his lips, and interrupts his words: “That’s what you said. When the queen comes, the money is faster than the beauty.” I’m sorry.
She took control of her body, and she started to pay him, “Well, I’ll write it down after you say it. You see, the queen has 200 taels a month and 100 taels a year, not to mention the jewels, selling all the jewels, plus the years, and less than 45 taels a year! I’m sorry.
Saying, “The light in her eyes is darkened: “Look at me again, I have saved 500 taels for three years. I’m sorry.
“What good are you doing here?” I’m sorry.
Ginger ripped a petal and chewed it in his mouth: “You don’t understand. I’ve seen the emperor on several sides. He looks good and good, but he doesn’t talk. I don’t even hear his voice. I can’t beat shit with a stick! She’s pulling a petal again, and he likes Lee Seung-hee.
No, because he can’t do it and he’s kneeling and reading the Three Words every day. Look at that.
Lee Sung-hoon, look at his taste!
Take a deep breath, take a deep breath, take a deep breath: “Who gives you the guts to think
“I will…”
“Why are you so angry? “King Zoe pulls out the grassman
“You think you’re an emperor, don’t you? I’m sorry.
“How can I be that fool?” I’m sorry.
Ginger noded his head and took the grassman back.
Maybe you’ll get out of my body and you’ll still be in this grass.
I took you in. I’m sorry.
“I am, yes, Emperor and Emperor.” I’m sorry.
“You can take the Emperor, but the Emperor is not dead.
It’s a little hard. I’m sorry.
“Didn’t you die, ginger, beauty, man?” I’m sorry.
“Then let’s go, Ginger shot the pen in the sleeve, “I almost forgot what happened.
Tell me what we’re going to do. I’m sorry.
Wen Huai An, quiet, quiet.
Chon Yu thinks he didn’t hear and shakes his sleeve again. What the hell?
She bit her lower lip and she said, “What’s wrong with the ghost?” Sisters?”
“Don’t get close to me.” I’m sorry.
“I’m not close to you. We’re wearing pants.
How can you call it a close-up? I’m sorry.
She said, “What do we do now?” I’m sorry.
“Who wears a pair of pants with you…”
Speaking of which, he realized something was wrong and suddenly stopped.
He took control of his body without saying a word, and he started writing, “What do I do?”
You’ll know tomorrow. I’m sorry.
Ginger turned on his mouth and looked at the paper with the moonlight, and asked, “How is Jumer?”
Huh? I’m sorry.
The warmth and the warmth fell so hard that the paper was pounced.
Ginger looked at the contents of the paper and said, “You write it.”
What is this? It’s too dark. It’s scary. I’m sorry.
“Shut up.” I’m sorry.
After that, and without waiting for her to speak, he would write. Ginger was there watching him write, watching him laugh: “Oh, no.
I’d be scared to see this thing! I’m sorry.
Wen Wing stopped the pen, wrinkled the paper and took a deep breath and left her alone.
He went to Kang Yong’s yard with his bare hands.
And he hid his ears and his eyes from the darkness and threw it into Kang’s house.
After that, he went back to the backyard in the dark, standing under the shears in the yard.
Start digging.
Ginger told him he didn’t talk. She didn’t talk to him.
Speak up.
But when he started digging, she took a breath of cool air.
Do what you wrote? Then why didn’t you bury me? No, you bury me.
Self? I’m sorry.
She talks too much and looks at the soil on the floor, “It’s dirty! I’m sorry.
“Shut the fuck up! I’m sorry.
Ginger thinks he’s been out of his mind all night. I’m sorry.
“What is wrong with me?” I’m sorry.
Ginger took control of the body and leaned over the tree: “Why didn’t you suddenly?”
Happy?”
“Gang Mei, if you don’t work, I’m happy.” I’m sorry.
Ginger’s eye is on the pit. I’m sorry.
She grunted, and she didn’t wait for him to say, “Go to sleep. I’ll sleep now.” I’m sorry.
She began to dig a few shovels in a quiet look at the shovels, counting and falling asleep, and when the eyes were opened, the sky was blindfolded, while the shovels were turned upside down.
She fell asleep and watched him roll over the earth for a while, just as she was about to speak, she saw some fabric coming out under the yellow mud, and there seemed to be some meat under it, like an arm of a man.
She took a breath: “I slept for a while, you dug up the pit and it started burying people…”
Speaking of which, her voice suddenly stopped and she was in a hurry: “Wait, are you not going to bury me?” I’m sorry.
“When did I say I would bury you?” I’m sorry.
“You didn’t tell me to go to bed before you told me it wasn’t on your paper.”
Wen Huai, with a shovel, goes on and on, “You sleep, you sleep.” It’s time you woke up. It’s almost over. She choked and looked in the direction of Kang’s courtyard, and then she snorted, “You… you, these aren’t…”
“Well, it’s all on my own.” I’m sorry.
“I’m not ready to kill her, I just want to finish her.”
When Wenhuai’s last shovel was buried, he grabbed the hand of the shovel, he swiped it with his mouth, without explanation, and followed her words: “She is going to kill you. Is it not normal for you to kill her for revenge? I’m sorry.
He threw the shovel at its feet: “I will avenge her for you, and thank me.” I’m sorry.
Ginger whispered a little low, she took a deep breath and she was a little shaken: That’s what I said, but… but…
If she doesn’t want Kang to die, she wants to kill her.
But there are times when the man is a bitch, and when Kang is dead, the hatred of her stomach seems to have spread, and the first thing that comes out of her head is memories that she and Kang’s sisters have been cut off for more than a decade.
That memory grows in flesh and blood and is carved in bones.
She was in control of her body, crouched her hand on the just-filled earth, but she hung it up and left it behind: “Maybe it’s too cheap for her to die.” She should feel a little confused.
After a while, she took her hand back: “If it hadn’t been for the bell, I and she would have done the same thing. She taught me how to embroidery and I didn’t want to learn, and she wouldn’t buy me a little. I’m sorry.
Wing Huai didn’t rob her, he was on the ground.
Her eyes are a little red and her nose is a little sour, but her tears are slow to fall: “My parents don’t like me because my mother gave birth to me, they almost died, and they want a boy, but my mother can’t have a baby anymore, and my father doesn’t want to have a concubine. I’m sorry.
“But they love Kang, and I envy her sometimes. I’m sorry.
Her voice was a little twitched, too: “Ah, anyway, I was in Kang’s house and she was the only one who was nice to me, and she didn’t talk to me, and she would give me half of the pastries, and she would teach me how to embroidery, and once I fell into the pond, and she wanted not to jump down and save me.” I’m sorry.
Wen Huaiwei took control of the body and touched the handkerchief in her sleeve: “But she tried to kill you, and if it had not been for me, you would have been dead.” I’m sorry.
Ginger didn’t rebut it, but he said, “Yeah, I wanted to kill her before, but now it’s possible that someone will die. Wing Huai saw her cry and didn’t go out of her way.
“There’s no such thing as a secular desire.
Hope? I’m sorry.
Ginger looked at the stuffed pits in front of him, and his eyes were a little empty: “It’s like that. I’m sorry.
Wen Huai Wing is trying to talk again, and there is a footsteps coming from afar.
He quickly went to hide in a hiding place and saw Mr. Kang.
Madame came with a group of people.
Ginger’s eyes will follow them, and he’ll see Master Kang and Mrs. Kang behind him.
Man, it’s a dead ginger!
Before she had the time to speak, she heard the words of Wing Whisper regret: “Man is not dead.
Sorry? I’m sorry.
And the earthly desire of Chon-e-Jiang came forth again: “You lied to me!”
“Do you still hate it?” I’m sorry.
Ginger’s tooth tickles: “Damn, of course! I’m sorry.
“I hate the fact that my eyes are wet.” I’m sorry.
“I thought she was dead, dead, I had to be angry.
How about a little love?”
“She’s alive, and I want her to.”
What good memories? I cursed her to eat and choke and to walk and speak. Master Kang has already taken people to their place to dig.
Master Kang’s eyes were sweeping around and asking Kang, “You can’t have no law, can you? Let’s just burn the building down and bury it in the house. I’m sorry.
KANG Qing stayed out of the house for years, and his face was so pale, she grabbed a piece of paper in her hand and shook her head, “I didn’t bury her, I I just told someone to burn her house, for her sake!” I’m sorry.
She took a step back and said, “Everyone says she’s crazy and she’s possessed. I’m sorry.
“You’re crazy! She’s probably pregnant, you know? All right, you just set the building on fire. Dad’s just grounded you for one day. I’m sorry.
Kang was shot in the face, and she had five red-finger prints on her face, and she couldn’t believe it, “Dad, you hit me? You hit me for her?”
Master Kang saw her eyes and eyes, and he slapped her in the face again, and he was angry: “You know what? Did you know that Zhao Sang-suk came here today and said she was buried here? I’m sorry.
Zhao, who apparently apologized to Kang Yu, actually wanted his family to shut up about that day and not talk to anyone else. If Zhao Zhou Zhou finds out in Kang’s house
Ginger’s body must be used as a charge against the Kang’s family so that she can no longer speak of Mrs. Wu’s destruction.
She looked around, and she saw Liu’s butler behind her, and she ran and took Liu’s butler’s neck: “Father, it’s not me, it’s him, it’s the ginger which this dirty slave has planted.” I’m sorry.
When Liu’s butler was on his knees, he fell on his knees: “My Lord, no! I’m sorry.
The two cheeks were swollen, her eyes were red, and a piece of paper in her hand was slapped on Liu’s housekeeper’s face: “Then tell me what happened to this blood book. Say it! It’s her. She’s coming for her life. She says she’s buried under the sheath tree in the yard.”
“Why did my sister bury me in the garden under the tree?” Sister killed me. I’m cold. Sister, we’re so close.
I’m taking my sister with me.”
When he says it, Kang is much more shaking.
Ginger was shaking, she stretched out her hand over her ears and kicked Liu’s butler in the face. I’m sorry.
Liu’s housekeeper was kicked to the ground and climbed again, and he looked at the blood on his hands and was afraid to speak.
Suddenly, he looked in the eye and crawled to Master Kang’s side, holding his sleeve: “Look at this paper, Master. It’s a gold-splattered piece of paper. I’m sorry.
There’s no gold in the city, but it’s beautiful, but it’s kind of glamorous in the sun and it affects reading and writing. Only the Lonely Hung Temple’s request for paper is for gold, which is small and secret, and it is extremely difficult to see the difference with normal paper without looking in the dark.
Master Kang heard that he had reached out to take the paper and his eyes were soft.
Liu’s housekeeper said to Master Kang, “My lord, how can the Second Lady use the gold-sprayed paper from the temple for revenge?” Maybe she swam out of the water and went to Lone Hung Temple! I’m sorry.
Ginger’s eyes were red, and he took the paper and tore it to pieces and smashed it on Liu’s housekeeper’s face: “You’re full of shit! She can’t swim. You killed her. You! Where did you bury her? I’m sorry.
Master Kang frowned on Kang and kicked Liu’s butler: “Well, why don’t you bring someone to find him? Don’t let go of any corner. Look where the bitch is! I’m sorry.
“Father, she can’t swim, she must have made up a statement! I’m sorry.
When she looked around, she finally saw the trails of the land that had been turned over, and she stretched out her finger, “Dad, look, before Zhao Sang’s book came…”
Master Kang didn’t even look in that direction by the hand of Kang, and he was just yelling at Liu’s butler: “Go! I’m sorry.
Kang-in went to Master Kang, he didn’t say anything, and turned around to find someone else.
Ginger looked everywhere, and finally he went to the ground and looked down.
Liu’s housekeeper also crawled up in a roll-and-crawl, dispersed with his subordinates, looking around for Ginger’s whereabouts.
He hid behind the scenes, and he pulled the bark off a small piece of the tree, and when a few of his subordinates approached it, he flew to cover his eyes and climbed to another tree, and then crossed over the wall and came out of Kang’s house.
As soon as he got out of Kang’s house, Kang-eun took control of his body, reaching out to his chest and giving himself a hand: “You didn’t even think I was stupid, and the paper of the temple was different from the normal paper.” I’m sorry.
“When will I say you’re stupid?” I’m sorry.
“Why do you strangle me? It hurts! I’m sorry.
“If your mind is not enough, you wait for the play.” I’m sorry.
Ginger saw that he had an affair, so he followed Kang’s front door.
For a while, she started to get a little sleepy, and she was like, “What the hell, are you gonna lie to me? Waiting so long, nothing. * I look in the eyes, I look in the shadow of the earth, I don’t speak *
Ginger saw him not talking, and he murmured, and fell asleep again.
After a while, the sun was higher, and two wagons came in front of Kang’s door.
Wen Wai Wing saw the carriage embroidered with the mark of Zhao’s house.
Then he said, “Isn’t this waiting? I’m sorry.
Ginger didn’t talk.
“Ginger, what’s going on?” I’m sorry.
Ginger still hasn’t spoken.
“Sleep? I’m sorry.
Ginger sleeps well and he snores softly.
Wenhuai:
He shakes his head and fixes his whole hair and goes to the main gate of Kang.
By the time we arrived at the front door, Zhao Chiu had taken the carriage with her family.
The wound is still swollen, and he’s holding his grandson like a quail.
After.
Zhao Chiu is taking the tablets from his sleeve.
Let’s go.
The carriage was parked in a hurry, and the horse’s hoof was raised and laid down, and the mud was stomped on the ground, and many mud stars were splattered on Zhao’s robe.
Zhao was in a hurry to flee and was not pleased with his face. He was about to reprimand the husband and turned his back on Lee Seung-soo’s face.
He immediately changed his face, laughing and bowing to Lee Sung-hyun. I’m sorry.
Says he took a box of gifts from the side of the gang and made a fort against Lee Seung-hyun: “I heard that Lord Lee’s men are about to take up the post of Master left, and it’s really not yet time to congratulate the General…”
Lee Seung-soo didn’t pick up the gift box and touched the knife with his finger. I’m sorry.
Zhao was not embarrassed and put the gift back in his hand: “Of course, this waiter is too late, you and I are both under Lee’s house, and I, as a soldier, will have to communicate more with the left.” I’m sorry.
And he came to Li Seung-chul, and he said, “I don’t know if Lord Li is here today for Kang’s sake.” I’m sorry.
Lee Seung-soo took a step back without a trace, and said, “Accepted by order.” I’m sorry.
Zhao’s eyes are wide open, and his voice is astonished: “You mean Kang-mi? Your Highness has asked you to pick up Kang? I’m sorry.
Lee Sung-hoon smiled.
Zhao’s heart beats the drums, and he stares at his wife, and he scolds her, “You don’t look at your mother, and the Queen has asked Lord Li to pick up the Kang-mi.” I’m sorry.
Mrs. Zhao’s shiver will lower her head.
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The hospital was on its way to pick up the bedding, but it had reached out with a white hand and took it first.
The hospital was surprised to turn its head, and as soon as it tried to scold it, it saw Ginger standing next to them laughing.
Wen Huai looked at Lee Sung-hoon without a trace, and moved around with a toast: “You don’t have to see him, you lost something important in your home, my father and my servants are looking for something, and I came here to bring you in.” I’m sorry.
Zhao Zhou Zhou Zhou Noded and then turned his side towards Lee Seung-hoon and made a gesture “Please, Lord Li, come in!”
“My father doesn’t seem to invite Lord Li.” I’m sorry.
Lee Seung-soo looked at him for a while, and suddenly he smiled and his eyes were smiling.
“Now we’re invited. “And when the word fell, Master Kang came out of the house in a hurry and said:
# There’s a long way to go #
And when the voice had not been heard, he saw the well-dressed “ginger” at the door.
He was so scared that his eyes looked so big, he staggered with his fingers: “You… you…”
“Dad, what’s wrong?” You’re sick again.
Already? I’m sorry.
Master Kang doesn’t have a good look.
Lord Lee is here? Please…
Lee Sung-hoon’s lips were swung, and as soon as the horns were swung, they walked through the threshold.
Then Zhao and his family joined Master Kang in Kang’s house.
Noodles, deliberately slowing down.
The feast is in the garden, and Master Kang is sure that Ginger’s not dead, so he won’t hide it.
The guests were brought to the garden.
Wing Huai was behind them, looking for a big tree when he came to the garden.
The noodles are hidden.
Stay behind the tree. He can see Kang’s body shaking in front of that earth-filled pit.
Diving with a shovel.
His lips were kind of malicious.
He left this shovel to Kang.
Mr. Kang is going that way, and he’s digging. I’m sorry.
He goes up and pulls her and rips her up like, “Forget all the manners.” Look who’s here! Lord Zhao and your fiancé, Lord Lee, are you out of your mind right now? I’m sorry.
The red swollen on Kang’s face has faded, and her eyes are red, and the whole man is shaking like a sifter, reaching out his finger at that little pit that she dug up: “Dad, Dad, she…”
The eyes of Master Kang and the rest of the guests were drawn to the finger of Kang, and Zhao Zhu frowned.
Or did Mrs. Zhao first cry out and step back with her heart: This is a man’s hand! You! You killed! I’m sorry.
Ginger got scared and threw the shovel, “It wasn’t me, it wasn’t me who killed her!” I’m sorry.
Her eyes were red, and she looked around, and then suddenly she ran out of Kang’s clamps, and brought out the swollen-faced housekeeper of Liu from the side of her servant.
She kicked Liu’s butler and threw him down on the ground, reaching her finger and digging up a little pit of dirt: “You killed the ginger, you!” Her body’s here. What are you talking about? I’m sorry.
Liu’s housekeeper was kicked and coughed, and he kneeled on his knees and was afraid to stand up: “O my lords, little sinners, little servants, who dared to kill his master?” The little one listens to the young lady…”
He was kicked again hard and hard before he finished.
KANG Qing went straight to the ground and hysteria choked Liu’s butler’s neck.
People! I only let you lock her door and set it on fire.
‘Enough!’ Lord Kang is angry.
He pulls up ginger and stretches his finger behind him: “What are you talking about?” Your sister was…
Right there.”
He said he looked back, but he saw the people standing on his back, alone.
No sign of Ginger.
If it’s not finished, it’s stuck in the throat. There’s only breathing in the air.
Great.
“Daddy, where is she?” I’m sorry.
Master Kang is sweating white, and his chest is up and down.
I’m sorry.
The men in the back also looked back in the eyes of Master Kang and saw that there was no sign of ginger.
I’m afraid she’s scared.
Two steps back.
Kang Yu walked and hid behind the tree. She was woken up by Master Kang’s voice, and she’s stunning.
“Why is Lee Seung-soo here?” I’m sorry.
“It’s not like you’re young and you’re just looking back.”
Recognized. I’m sorry.
The right hand of Kang wringed his left arm: “You’re full of shit. I’m sorry.
Wen Huai Wing smiles, he controls his body, and his left hand slaps his right hand on the back: “Look.
The play. I’m sorry.
Speaking, he leaned forward and continued to follow the movement ahead.
Mrs. Zhao also saw no sign of Kang.
It’s not a ghost.
Zhao shiu looks at Madame and says “Bullshit!” I’m sorry.
Kang was overwhelmed by the eyes of the guests and took a few steps back.
She senses the eyes of the people in front of her.
It’s like someone’s watching a show.
All of a sudden, she had a sharp rise in her chest and then stretched out her hand over her red and swollen face:
Don’t look at me! Don’t look at me!
She’s shivering and staring at the crowd.
All of a sudden, she saw Lee Seung-soo standing behind a little bit, and she ran over her face again.
Go and scare Mrs. Wu to retreat. She broke into the crowd, and she just pulled Lee Seung-soo’s sleeve: “You’re here, you’re here. You, do you believe me? I’m sorry.
Lee Sung-hoon smiled and took her sleeve out of her hand.
What? I’m sorry.
“I didn’t kill the ginger.” I’m…
If she died, she wouldn’t have bones. I’m sorry.
Master Kang went straight to drag her down and gave her another one in public.
Clap.
Cracky applause echoes in an empty garden, and Kang can’t believe it.
Step, look at this.
Master Kang’s face is red and his cheeks are shaking.
“Bullshit!”
He said, “Smiling again, looking at Zhao Chi and Lee Seung-sung with regret.”
I haven’t been able to talk to anyone for four or five years.
More Japanese, more frightened, more nonsense. I’m sorry.
“I’m not crazy! That’s it!”
She pointed at Liu’s butler and then went up to him and kicked and beat him.
Si, kill Kang Yu, bury the body in the backyard! I’m sorry.
Master Kang is angry and he’s going to slap again, but Zhao’s hand is being ripped off.
Zhao, with his frown on his head, asked, “What’s going on?” I’m sorry.
Mrs. Zhao felt cold and approached Zhao Ziqi, shaking and saying, “My Lord, is this not clear? It’s the scorpion sister who killed her own sister and told her to set fire to her house, so she killed her sister and buried her body in the yard. I’m sorry.
She had a cold war: “Let’s go, here, here…”
KANG Yong-ging said, “Let’s push Master Kang away and rush to Mrs. Zhao and rip her collar off.” Why was she saved? Why am I so hard on her? Why did you save me?”
“Why save me?” Wouldn’t it be better to just let me die? No, I’m dead. I’m dead. I love her the most. I’m sorry.
Mrs. Zhao backed back and smote Kang Yong’s hand, unceremoniously: “You venomous woman! Let go! I’m sorry.
She was standing back, and behind her she was reaching out with a hand to break up the hand of Kang’s neck.
Ginger came out of the back to hold Mrs. Zhao, who was shocked: “Is she all right? I’ve got a problem with my sister. I’m sorry.
Mrs. Zhao noded her head, then shook her head, then turned back and looked back at Ginger, and took a few steps back: “You are not…”
Wenhuai smiled and looked at the man behind him: “Fiang I would have come to the yard with the grown-ups, but I didn’t think the next man would have told me that there was one step outside, and there was a little bit of fear.
Wen Huaiwei smiled at the middle man: “Sir, I have no big problem with my body. Why don’t you show my sister she’s suffering from a disease. You see, she’s going crazy. I’m sorry.
When Kang was breathing, staring at Ginger, and when the Ginger came up to help her, she turned back, pointing at the pit where she dug a little, “You … You!” I’m sorry.
“Sister, you dig your own pit in the yard!” I’m sorry.
And he walked, slowly, and stretched out his hand and scratched the earth a little: “Let me see what you have buried.” I’m sorry.
Ginger also looked at what was in the earth, and saw that the earth was cut open, and a small part of the earth was exposed, dark, blue sleeves.
She’s breathing, she’s controlling her body, she’s pulling the sleeve, she’s pulling the dirt out of her head, and she looks at Kang, “Son, this is the doll you gave me. You sewd it for three days and three nights, don’t you remember? I’m sorry.
Ginger step back and the red and swollen face is turned.
Ginger didn’t look at her anymore. Keep digging out the doll.
It’s a half-sized doll, buried in a very deep place, and it’s only tweaked, and it’s just a fleshy arm and a small piece of dark blue. At first glance, it’s a good thing to scare people. It’s only close to ripping out that meaty thing that turns out that it’s bad.
“Where did you find this doll?” I’m sorry.
Wenhuai thought, “We found it while cleaning your house. I’m sorry.
And the hand of the doll was dragged with the hand, and the earth was dazzled above it: “When you have taken the paper from the temple of the Lonely Masters, you shall be well-placed in the blood of your mother, and then you shall bury the doll in the earth, and leave it to pieces and marks. I’m sorry.
She said, “Just because you believe that Kang is dead and that seeing these marks makes you suspicious of going through the pit, and then you bring in the guests and scare her to say what she wants to kill me.” I’m sorry.
“It’s not until now that we’ve got a sense of what we’re looking at.” I’m sorry.
“You’re kidding me?” I’m sorry.
“Sister, do you really forget? You sewd the doll to me before, because my parents had me kneeling and you were afraid I’d give it to me. I’m sorry.
She rubbed her finger on the cuffs of the doll, and then she opened her hand and stood up and watched as the doll was buried in the earth: “It’s good to be buried, for more than a decade, it’s dirty, and it’s too old to throw away.” I’m sorry.
Ginger’s eyes were frazzled at her, shivering, biting her teeth and screaming, “Bitch! I’m sorry.
She looked at Lee Sung-hoon and went to rip his sleeves. You saved this venomous bitch, even your own sister. Why didn’t you save me, why didn’t you?
Ginger looks to Nao, “What are you standing for? Why don’t you treat my sister? I’m sorry.
If you’ve got something to say to her, you’ll have to take Kang’s pulse.
Wen Huai-Chang just went up there and pressed his veins and asked him “That’s enough.” I’m sorry.
Ginger twitched her sleeve, bit her under the lip and slipped her eyes.
She volunteered to give control of her body to Wen Huaiwei: “Did not you always want to use my body? I’m sorry.
Wen Huaiwei is tired of talking about her. I’m sorry.
The company nodded its head and then took out the needles in the medicine box and stung it to Kang-chon: “Miss, hold on.” I’m sorry.
Kang-hoon was strangled with a twitch: Ah-ah-ah!
Wing Wing Wing, who sits down in front of her, wipes her eyebrows and asks her, “Is it hard for her to scream like this?” I’m sorry.
“Don’t worry, she won’t struggle again, but she’ll save her strength to treat the disease.” I’m sorry.
“Sir, don’t be afraid, I’ll get you some more needles, and I’ll cure you.” I’m sorry.
When he saw Kang’s eyes coming out, he put his finger in a no-touching lair. I’m sorry.
He went down with a needle, and he twisted twice, and Kang was shaking, and his mouth was screaming, and he couldn’t speak.
Mrs. Zhao, who was watching behind me, shot her in the chest: “You scared me, and I really thought Miss Kang had killed her. I’m sorry.
Mrs. Wu took Mrs. Zhao a little further away from her: “I think that Miss Kang is really crazy, or better to stay away from crazy.” I’m sorry.
Mrs. Zhao shakes her head: “Mama, this young lady is also a poor man who was taken innocent by the bandits in turn, and even the naked statues were sold out of the city and the man she was married to was dismissed.” I’m sorry.
Mrs. Wu grabbed her daughter and whispered, “I see that this young and talented Lee has been unable to marry his family, and that’s just a madman. I heard that she was pregnant with the children of the Maastrians and had been beaten up. I’m sorry.
Did Kang-eun hear them talk, or did he take control of his body, and slightly sided him in front of Kang-eun: “Why don’t the adults eat first after a morning? We’ve already asked our people to put their meals in the main room. I’m sorry.
Kang’s still convulsing there, hearing people talk about what happened back then.
He struggled, with a hand “sniffed” on the ground.
Finally, she struggled with her strength.
“Shut up! Shut up!
I’ll kill you! I’m sorry.
Ginger walks up and grabs her, and then comes up with a few of his subordinates:
Take it back to the house so that you can get a doctor? I’m sorry.
People don’t listen to Ginger and look to Master Ginger.
When Master Kang was so angry and his brain was buzzing, he looked at the next man, “Let you lift up.”
Hurry up! I’m sorry.
The men were yelled, and they came to carry Kang.
After Kang was taken away, the guests followed him to the main room for dinner.
Kang Yu’s gone. She stood there for a while and followed them to Kang.
The courtyard is going in the direction.
Kang Ying followed her, and his eyes scolded her: “You son of a bitch!
How dare you come to see me laugh? I’m sorry.
Ginger held on her sleeve and looked at her with a slant eye.
The Chinese needle didn’t hit him hard enough? I’m sorry.
“You hate me?” What do you hate about me? I’ve been nice to you since I was a kid. You were supposed to be the one left in the stables! But he’s marrying me. He’s marrying me. What if he saved you? I’m sorry.
She went on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and and on and on and on and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and
Kang-eun stood outside the door for a while, and heard Kang-eun still taping the door, and asked, “You hate me too.” I’m sorry.
Kang’s scolding him even more, and the doorboard was snapping.
Ginger looked at the door, and said, “But I did nothing wrong. You should not hate me. For years you have hated me and cursed me and robbed me of my engagement, and I have failed you, for I have not completely set aside my past, but I should not have let it go. I’m sorry.
When Kang stopped banging on the door, he screamed, “Shall I?” I’m sorry.
Ginger chewed her down lips, licked her lips, and said, “Ginger, you hate the wrong person. If you want to kill me, I’ll try to get you back in revenge anyway, but I’ll give you a break. I’m sorry.
Kang is laughing again, and his voice is dumb: “Does he hate the wrong person? I love you. You’re my favorite sister. I died five years ago. How can you not be with me? How could you leave me when we were kids? I’m dead, and you have to die with me! “Ginger shakes his head, has nothing to say, and goes straight away.
When Fang turned around, she saw Lee Sung-hoon standing behind her.
Lee Seung-soon smiled at his eyes: “It will be worse for you today than to call her dead.” I’m sorry.
“You mean I’m a bad person?” Then you take me
Forget it. I’m sorry.
LEE Sung-hoon smiled and approached her and said, “What’s going on? Kang Yu, you’ve been here since you were a kid.
I’m glad to have sex and bite. I’m sorry.
Ginger hit him and didn’t turn his head.
Lee Sung-hoon didn’t go after her. He stood there waiting for Ginger to go away until she was gone.
When he lost sight, he turned and locked the door and entered Kang’s house.
It’s dark in the house, and the windows are covered.
Come on.
Kang Yong saw him come in, his eyes were bright again, and he went up and grabbed his sleeve: “You’re here.
Helped me out? I’m sorry.
Lee Sung-hoon smiles at her and doesn’t talk.
Ginger pulled his sleeve again: “Come on, you came to get me out of here? I’m sorry.
Lee Sung-hoon broke her hand and looked back at the messy desk in the house.
The ink and paper on the desk were stacked thick, and he took a few of them with his hand, and he saw a light purple plume buried under the paper, as if it had been dumped by his hand.
He stretches his hand to pick up the bouquet, rubbing his finger over a small twig of the bouquet, and then puts the bouquet in his pocket and continues to look down at the contents of the paper.
The paper was filled with the word “Pesin” and all with a big red fork in Zumu.
Ginger saw him look at the paper, and he came and he ripped it apart, laughing, “You see, you saved her from him, so what? Isn’t she in the palace? I’m sorry.
Lee Seung-soo looked at all the pieces of paper, and suddenly smiled: “Because of you.” I’m sorry.
“What if you don’t save her and marry me?” You don’t regret it? I’m sorry.
Lee Seung-soo picked up a couple of pieces of paper with the word “Pe-Sin” in it, tearing them to pieces: “I’ll still save her once again. I’m sorry.
He threw pieces of paper into the carbon basin and watched Mars swallow up the paper, which means he murmured, “Pesin.” I’m sorry.
These two words went into Kang Yong’s ear and Gyeong suddenly started to smash things on the table like crazy.
Her eyes are red again, and it’s filled with bitterness, and she’s mad at me when she smashes something: “Pe Xin, Pai Xin, you’ll die in hell, I’ll kill you!
Play the same.
She hit something on the table and she hit it.
After a while, she suddenly looked up to Lee Seung-soo and her eyes were empty.
Paisin? Did you know he was the leader of the horse? Why are you… not surprised? I’m sorry.
“What do you think? I’m sorry.
The look on Kang Yong’s face fell off in an instant.
But the eyes don’t focus, like looking through him.
Her lips were moving and her foreword was silent: “Your lieutenant suppresses the horse.”
He called his name when he was a bandit…”
She said, “Stand down on the ground with her hands on her head:
“Why would your lieutenant know the name of the bandits, Pei Sin, Bae…”
She’s got her own hair and her toes on the ground.
The porcelain slag on the ground was grinded by her under her feet and the porcelain fragments pierced the soles of her shoes.
Her toes, her blood, her embroidered shoes and the china under her feet.
Go on.
She’s like she doesn’t know the pain, she’s lying on the floor and she’s breathing, “hate and hate the wrong person?”
Me, me…”
Lee Sung-hoon finally walked past her and he crouched in front of her, reaching out and lifting her chin:
“King Yong, it has always been for you to regret, but if you hadn’t taken you with me in front of so many people, there would have been no such day.” I’m sorry.
Ginger’s face was full of tears, and she looked at him, “You? You! I’m sorry.
Lee Sung-hyun smiles with joy: “The first princes are all the best, if I were in front of them,
Don’t they doubt the purpose of this trip? I’m sorry.
His finger stomped over her jaw, and he stomped on her neck for a while.
Son, she’s holding her neck in the back.
Ginger’s eyes were even sharper. She had her mouth open and her lips moved like she wanted to say something.
But I can’t say a word.
Lee Seung-soo looked at her, laughed and put it in her ear.
Too much trouble, Kang Yong.
And his voice became lighter: “If you die, I shall not have to marry.” I’m sorry.
Ginger’s eyes were full of hate. She tried to raise her hand and hit him in the arm.
Enough to break his hand around her neck: “Why?”
Lee Seung-soo downplayed it, but his hands got harder: “Because you wanted to kill her.” I’m sorry.
Kang’s struggle is getting worse and faster to breathe, and then even his eyes.
Starts a little white.
She was shaking her head at Lee Seung-soo and suddenly laughing again: “She’s right. I hate the wrong person.
I’ve done everything wrong for five years.”
Lee Seung-soo’s eyes squeezed dangerously, with a strung hand, squeezed her neck with a “squeaky” hand, and then loosed her hand slightly.
The sound of Kang Tong fell on the ground.
Her body was still convulsing, her mouth was full of blood, and she was like, “This five years is all wrong, it’s all wrong, it’s all wrong, it’s all right, it’s not for my sister to marry you…”
Her lips were shaking, but her voice was coming down, and at the end she didn’t say a single word.
She seemed to have regrets in her eyes, and when she lost her life, a tear crossed her eye.
Lee Seung-sung smiled even more, and he looked with joy at the platitudes of the ginger and hung it on the beam if nothing happened.
The paper piled on the table had not yet been torn out, and he slowly threw the paper written in Pei Sin ‘ s name into the carbon basin, staring at the paper a little bit in the flames, and then swiped his hands and pushed the door out.
When the sun turned west, Master Kang and Zhao’s family ran out of food, and Li Seon-hyun was ready to send Kang-eun back to the palace.
The chariot was the chariot of the palace, and Li Seon-hyun did not come up with it, but ordered the pavilion to leave with ginger.
He was standing there watching the carriage go far away before he showed a gesture to the air.
A shadow fell from the roof of the house and kneeled on the ground: “What can I command you?” I’m sorry.
LEE Sung-hoon, watching the carriage disappearing from a distance, whispered, “Do not show up to protect her. I’m sorry.
“General, you changed the position of the army to that of the Queen Queen the day before yesterday, so you could keep an eye on the Queen so that the Queen wouldn’t do anything to the beauty.” I’m sorry.
Lee Seung-soo is a cool voice: “Take care of your mouth and die with her if she gets sick.” I’m sorry.
He was called upon to follow the carriage and soon disappeared in his room.
It will soon be dark, and the sun’s afters will be swallowed up by night.
Ginger sat in the carriage for a while and suddenly lifted up the curtain and looked back at it: “Hey, ghost, ghost brother? I’m sorry.
Wen Huaiwei took control of the body and put down the curtains: “Say something. I’m sorry.
Ginger took back his body, rubbed his hand and put a heat in his hand: “Thank you for that.” I’m sorry.
“Thank me for what?” I’m sorry.
“Thank you.” “I’m glad I tasted the sweetness of my mouth and asked, “Leave it out. I’m sorry.
And Ginger swallowed up the fruit: “Do not take advantage of it.” I’m sorry.
Wing Huai controls the body and inserts the rest of the fruit into the oil-paper bag.
Swing? “How little I can help you?”
Ginger closes his eyes and starts playing dead.
“Speak.” I’m sorry.
Ginger breathe, try to sleep.
They’re barely resting these days, and the car’s lit up some fragrance.
She really fell asleep.
Warm and dark, tearing up the fruit bag, and then going straight.
Next to the throw.
He listened to her breathing evenly, and it took a long time to get that bag of fruit back.
“I really owe you a small piece.” I’m sorry.
The fruit is sweet. He’s sick, he hasn’t eaten any more.
The little grassman with his neck on his neck swung around the road, and he took the grassman.
It took me a long time to get in her pocket and say the same thing.
Thanks. I’m sorry.
From the moment he entered the hull of ginger, he counted the palace and the palace.
Save your life and return to the palace.
Now that everything is moving like his plan, and he’s got a ghost out of the palace, and he’s got his life on the loose, the Queen Mother will surely be planning a deadly kill.
He did not open his eyes, but slapping his back, and whispering, “I said I would save your life, and I will save you one day.” I’m sorry.
The last of the sun’s after-effects was swallowed up by ink, and the night was thicker and darker, as if there was a beast lying in the sight.
The wagons hurried in the dark and headed for the far-off palace.
