My horse was a gentle man, and I saw him looking at a woman with tenderness, and watching her carefully in the crowd. My horse was a gentle man, and I saw him looking at a woman with tenderness, and watching her carefully in the crowd.
He never looked upon me as a treasure, but over three years he crushed my pride.
I’m afraid he won’t frown when I die in front of him, and the girl just needs a tiny frown to make him feel bad.
One.
The storytellers in the city no longer say that Princess Maen loves each other, nor that the Princess’s heart is ruined by the shock of autumn.
Quick, say the royal love.
For three years, she was born, tired of the horse, the head of the cannery, the obscenity, and for a moment, a man of a certain colour, fearing that a man might fall into her eyes.
I was lying in the arms of a beautiful man and drinking the wine that he had fed me, and he rubbed it on my lips.
I haven’t moved yet, and when the red flashes in front of me, the hand is ripped apart.
“Go away! I’m sorry.
It’s just me and him.
As soon as he sat in his robe, he returned to his unintentioned state, “Why, if he is not going to hang himself on the tree of Winsch?” I’m sorry.
I’m holding my head in one hand. “You mean me? I can’t drown in a gentle country if you’re so handsome? I’m sorry.
The Princess of Shen-yang, the Second Prince of the South Ping Constabulary, and the two tumours of the palace shall be so far as they may be.
The name was long gone outside the palace, and the people were kind enough to call me and him: the cat hates the sun and the dog.
Unfortunately, when I got married, I had sex, and he alone had it for three years.
“Winsch can’t satisfy you. Find something you can see. The one that was just there, can’t even match a single finger.” I’m sorry.
And he was not worthy of my aesthetics, and I was a bit helpless, and the palace was so big, and a few could be as obstinate as gentle.
I sat on my bed and looked after my hair, and I said, “No, who are you? I’m sorry.
He smiled, leaned towards me, to the point of my nose, and he snuggled down his voice, saying, “If you really want to play, why don’t you come to me? I’m sorry.
And I was in a state of trance, I didn’t know whether he was joking or serious, and I was winning, and I came to him with a few points, mistook my nostrils, and had my lips rubbing his cheek, and fell down to his ear, breathing softly, and light-eyed red lips.
“Wait till you get the door. I’m sorry.
His body was clearly flat, and I thought he was winning, and he stood up and laughed at me, “You’ve got the guts. I’m sorry.
I picked out my eyebrow, and I couldn’t help but notice that he’s got a little windy, but he’s never done anything to me. When I was a kid, I asked him to hold me over the wall for a long time, and now I’m gonna do this with me. It’s funny.
“You won’t dare, and I won’t find anyone else? I’m sorry.
And the next thing you know, I’m gonna break my mouth.
And he put up his couch, holding it over me, and placed me between it and him.
I was forced to fall and to make his actions cheaper, and the collar had fallen into his hands, and soon the city had been slashed, and my poor mind would turn around, and my heart would start beating his drums, holding his hands on his evil hands, and calling him aloud.
Liang Guo!
He’s making a move, he’s got no smile on his face, and he’s really trying to eat me in it. I’m sorry.
“You! I’m sorry.
I was frightened by him, raised my hand to his chest, and scolded him for saying that he had not been able to make it out of his mouth, and the eye was turned on a gleaming horn, and then I turned on my face, laughing, and took the neck of the beam, and attached it to his ear, and said, “I don’t like it outside, but take me back to the inner room.” I’m sorry.
The sound of walking away from the false mountain, my heart is divided by the sound of footsteps by 90 per cent, and the only one left is the twirling and the heart is recovered in a moment.
Liang, hold me, walk out of the balconies, walk down the bouquet.
The light turned dark, and he held me around, and he put me on the bed.
It’s under the bed of warmth and rain, and it’s full of color.
Too exciting.
I swallowed the saliva and pushed him, “You can’t, can you? I’m sorry.
“You can’t? How do I deal with your backyard with all those ugly faces? I’m sorry.
“You’re not like them! I’m sorry.
It’s like, “How different, I can’t match them?” I’m sorry.
It’s hard to control, and I’m afraid that if you pull it out again, I’m afraid there’s something going on.
“I didn’t. I let them squeal my legs. I’m sorry.
The weight of the body seemed light, and I pulled him off.
“You’re doing this to show Winnson? I’m sorry.
“What do you show him? He doesn’t care about me. I’m sorry.
I’ve been in his room for three years, only one night, and he never touched me.
I looked back at him with a smile.
Sitting on the bed, holding on to the bed with one hand, “What are you doing with this? I’m sorry.
“Do it for Father. I’m sorry.
“Hmm? I’m sorry.
“I’m going to make peace with myself. I’m sorry.
Two.
Father, I’m so incompetent, he must have meant to bring him into the hall.
After that, Liang went “Ooh” and played the belt on the bedbook.
“You still have feelings for him. I’m sorry.
I shrugged.
I looked back and my face was in the shadows, half-twirl, and it came out, “Why do you have to like him?” I’m sorry.
It’s not that you have to like him, it’s just that when you like him, it’s hard to see other people.
On the day of the Autumn Hunting, he carried a rabbit, and his long fingers were covered in white wool, and he carried forward gently, and his black eyelashes were low, and he left a dim shadow in his eyes, and the shadows shrouded in the sun, and he was dazzling.
Holy.
And the rabbit jumped out of his hand, and We entered his cage as though We were believers.
To make him like me, I begged Liang to teach me how to like men.
His face wasn’t good enough to roll up the book that Taifu had him copying.
I was about to get angry, but I lost my voice in his dark eyes, saying, “You are a princess, and all the good things in the world should be in your hands, and you’re a fool to please others. I’m sorry.
He is right that my wife is a princess, and that I am the beloved princess of my father, and that the treasures of the world must go before me, but I still want to enjoy it.
He took me out of the palace at the spring light meeting, and he dressed me like a man, and he met him in the street.
He had a lantern in his hand, and it was beautiful, and I looked at it, and looked at it, and I gave it to me without hesitation. “Take it, then, Master Shaw.” I’m sorry.
His eyes were softer than candlelight.
After this encounter, for the second time, and for the third time until the girl found out, I was grounded in the courtesan.
I’m still thinking of a gentle deal, scratching my lungs.
On the first day, I ran out of the palace door, and he looked at me, and I looked at him, and I had mixed eyes, and I was doing different things, but instead of waiting for me to get out, I was stopped by my sister’s sister, who personally sent me to Taifu, who was there with me, and who looked like a vegetable beam.
I had the heart to get out of here and I tried to get close to him, and he turned his head down and he raised his hand. I’m sorry.
Holy shit.
I looked at the guy who was lying in bed with his legs. I’m sorry.
He had a yawn and a tear came out of his eye, “This time, it’s damaging to my reputation in Namping. I’m sorry.
And I was like, “I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, “I’m like, I’m like, “I’m like, I’m like, “I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, “I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, “I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, “I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, I’m like,
“What are you doing?” I’m sorry.
“Do you think my father would be mad if I was with you?” I’m sorry.
He’s one-eyed, “And?”
“Oh, you think we can’t stand it, my father and Wen-Sho are together, and you don’t care if I don’t care about you and you don’t want to spoil a nice girl again. I’m sorry.
The more I talk about it, the more I think it’s wonderful, the more the Master doesn’t know how many vines he’s had, the more he can’t write, the more he’ll find a cat and a dog, the more he’ll spend 18,000 miles away.
I don’t want to be an official, so why don’t you just have a good day?
I’m sure Liang will agree, but he just grunted and turned his back and said, “You’re both beautiful.” I’m sorry.
I strangled his waist, and he sat up in pain, “What, forcing Winsch to force me? I’m sorry.
My heart was stubbed, and I meant to grow warmer, and he would be glad to see me when he was married, but he already had someone of his heart, and I knew it after I was married.
And when it was done, We made it small for him, and We sought his forgiveness in every way, and set her face on the bottom of his feet, and he was never cold.
He does not blame me, nor is he averse to me, nor does he turn away from me in a gentle manner; rather, he complains to me openly that it is better for me to be angry.
I looked down and I stopped talking, and suddenly my cheek hurts.
I don’t know when I’m coming in, squeezed my face in my hand, pulled it out, and didn’t give a damn.
“Where can I be better than Winnther?” You’re gonna do everything you can to marry him. I’m sorry.
I open my mouth, I don’t know.
He didn’t listen.
“Am I so easily accessible? I’m sorry.
3
Liang Guo didn’t leave the princess house until dusk.
I’m lying in bed and I’m afraid to think about what’s going on out there.
And when the girl pushed in, I asked her to step back when she came to deliver food, but I sat out of bed without moving.
The sight falls right into the thin eyes.
My heart is a little tight, and it’s only a little later that I relax my voice. I’m sorry.
And Wen-Shu wore a green coat and bowed himself to me with humility: “Your Majesty, this is the first day.” I’m sorry.
I read it with him, and then I thought of having him move out of his bedroom after I met him, to have fun with him and to have a complaint.
And there was chaos in the bed, even though nothing happened between me and Liang Qin, but I didn’t want him to see it, and I covered it up in vain, and I pressed the forehead, and I said, “No, I’m tired today, so go back to my room. I’m sorry.
“Your Highness and Master Leung…”
“I should have known that he and I were so young and spleen-like, but it would have been better if we had been possessed before, and it was not too late.” I’m sorry.
I’m as if I’m a little bit of a happy girl, and I’m as if I’m surprised.
“Go back. Don’t worry about the rest. I’ll take care of the speech and the father. I’m sorry.
He looked down and saluted me before he turned back and saw him in the fall, when he came in, and he fell down on his face and said to me, “Your Majesty, His Majesty declares you and the horse to enter the palace. I’m sorry.
I climbed up, “Into the palace? What are you doing in the palace?”
In such a hurry? I’m not ready to make a speech, I’m not ready for you.
4
I changed my uniform with Winsch, and he got in the carriage, and he came back and hitch me.
He’s always very thoughtful in that detail.
If I hadn’t known that he was a man of courtesy, I might have thought he had feelings for me, but hid it deeper, so that one could not see.
Quietly inside the car, it sounded like I was sighs.
Wander looked at me and didn’t ask anything.
He has always been, since we were married, only to do what we had to do, to say what we had to say, and he will not ask anything that is superfluous.
I washed his hands and burned his hands, and he saw it, but he drank my soup, and he gave me thanks, not to ask me a word about my wound.
Are you afraid he’ll give me room for fantasy?
It’s hard for him to be so careful.
My father waited for me in the study, and the mother was not there, which meant that there was no mother pleading for me, and I knew what would happen to me.
After all, my father began to believe in his great talent.
It was We who did the same, not only to separate him from his beloved woman, but also to cut off his journey.
It’s hard to think that he’ll be able to fix it. I’d like to live with him.
I was wrong.
I fell down on my knees as soon as I entered the study, pleading with my father, bluffing my father, and I forgot to say anything.
“Fuck you! “My father has been gestation for a long time.
I’ll take it easy. I’m an asshole. I’m not a good guy.
“Do you think you can stand the difference?”
I’m sorry but I can’t admit it.
“Father, your son likes to have fun, and the horse is too boring, and for three years it has been his limit, and he will go mad.” I’m sorry.
And he threw it over my forehead, and I didn’t get away, and I couldn’t help but look at it.
“You’re crazy. It’s better than being gentle. I’m sorry.
“I don’t want to mistreat him. I can’t bear it. Either you will separate us, I will let him go, I will defile the others.” I’m sorry.
It’s not wrong to use that name on my head.
“Get out of here! I’m sorry.
I went out, kneeled outside the study and shouted, “Please give my father his freedom.” I’m sorry.
My father was roaring in there, “Do you think I don’t know who wants freedom?” I’m sorry.
And the door of the study was closed, and Werther was not out there, and We rubped its head, and it was not broken, but it was red.
Master Li stopped talking to me, and the steel in his eyes was not enough, and I smiled at him, and he urged his father not to be so angry and bad for his health. I’m sorry.
He’s been groaning and not looking at me.
There’s about half a fragrance, and there’s a lot of people coming around, and in the night, the rings on her head are shining.
“How did you make your father angry again? I’m sorry.
As I told you, “I want to be with the horse and the divorce, I’m not as good as the horse.” I’m sorry.
In general, this is what the princess said to me, saying too much, and I remember one word, saying it first with me, and he only thinks I’m saying the opposite.
She punched me in the head with her hands on the red, and didn’t say a single word.
And until she returns, the door of the study is opened, and Wen-Sho comes out of it, salutes her daughter, then falls half in front of me. “Your Highness, let’s go home. I’m sorry.
“What did you and the father say in there? I’m sorry.
And he did not speak, and his father came out of it, and he went down with his anger, and said, “Windith is a good man. He is still speaking for you. If you do not change, I will not spare you.” I’m sorry.
I don’t believe it. Winsch will speak for me.
I looked at him, and he couldn’t see his face.
He should take the water and say what he has suffered from me.
“No, Father, punish me, and I will be punished, as long as you allow me and the horse and the divorce. I’m sorry.
“I’ll break your legs!”
“It’s not good.”
This is not a success, and I’ll be more prepared next time to leave my cell.
I stood up in a gentle stubble, and my legs were sore, I couldn’t stand up and fell in his arms.
He held me up, I stood up to my father, and he said, “My father, my son is serious this time, my son is worthy of his heart. I’m sorry.
“Who is it? I will cut him.” As the father said.
I swallowed the “Lian” to my mouth.
Forget it, my father is not happy.
On my way back to the house, I had the autumn carriage squeezing my legs, and Wen-Sho sat down, and I asked him, “What did my father talk to you about?” I’m sorry.
He said, “The father said that His Highness had sex, but it was not bad in nature, and that if he had been lost, he would have treated him with respect. I’m sorry.
I knew it. I told you Winsch wouldn’t say that.
It’s like killing a son. He’s not his son. I am. He speaks for me.
His father’s beard mustache must be devious. His son’s intentions must not be transgressed. He was obedient, but when I came to see him, I could see that he was in pain in his son’s past.
I’m suffocating again, “If you miss the Prime Minister, you can go back and visit them. I’m sorry.
He should be down.
If he goes back and gives them a little bit of trouble, the chance will be greater if the Emperor goes to his father’s house again.
But then I looked at him again, and he was indifferent, humbled and polite, not the one who knew the shadows behind him.
When I returned to the Princess’s house, I sent him back to his bedroom at the door, and he left after the ceremony without hesitation.
It’s always been this way, the more respectful, the more indifferent I’ve been, the more I’ve known for three years.
5
How did you get yourself into this?
I would not have been so proud if my father had not made the right decision to marry him.
I’m sorry I didn’t like me, I did everything I could, he still didn’t like me, I couldn’t help it, I liked the pain, he loved me, and I didn’t see the rabbit when I was hunting.
I wouldn’t follow the rabbit to see the hands of the porcelain, and I wouldn’t start to see the people who look like paintings.
And We were on the bed longing, and were unable to sleep, and behold, there came from the house a weeping blow, as though it were a complaint.
Winsch also blew his dick. He blew it for me while I was a man, but never for Princess Sunny.
And I sat down and called her to the autumn, and she brought the beautiful one who was flung in the backyard, and the beautiful one had a great face, but he did not have the calmness on him, and he feared me.
I wanted him to suck my dick, and I didn’t want to embarrass him by looking at him. I didn’t think he had the courage to talk.
“What would His Highness like to hear? I’m sorry.
He reminds me of me three years ago, and he was nervous to ask Winsch if he could play me, lest he be offended.
“Blow your hand. I’m sorry.
I thought it was just because he was at the lake, or because he was just blowing up, and I knew that he knew the girl by the west.
And We did not know the tenderness of his eyes after he had played.
It’s silly and stupid to hear him play this song, to go back to the palace and practice the piano, and to look forward to a match.
It was hard to sleep in the night, but it was early, and the blow-blowing beauty fell asleep on his bed, wondering when it was last night, and he didn’t seem to have stopped before, and he was tired.
I didn’t startle him, I slipped out of the bed, I opened the door, and the autumn was just outside the door, and I spoke before her, “Be quiet, the people inside are still sleeping. I’m sorry.
Someone answered, “Your Highness is so merciful. I’m sorry.
It’s a bit weird, and I didn’t realize it in time, and by the way, “I think he was exhausted last night, and probably didn’t rest in the middle of the night. I’m sorry.
A sudden coughing in the fall.
I went out there, I stood by the door, and I gagged, but I didn’t see a smile.
I knew it was bad when he said, “I didn’t know the princess was so sweet, it seemed like the horse was really good at teaching His Highness. I’m sorry.
How dare you say that the princess is a pony?
Even if that is true, it cannot be said.
I just pulled my face off without giving me a chance to rebut it.
“Liangu. I’m sorry.
He didn’t turn back. “When he begged me, he was my brother. I can see I’m not right about that. I’m sorry.
I changed my speech, “What are you doing here so early? I’m sorry.
“I do not dare to disturb His Highness. I’m sorry.
He was always a tough guy, and he was asked to do anything when he was a child, and asked him to take me out of the palace, and I wrote him eight days of school and made him his favorite cinnamon cake.
Funny to say, the man’s mouth isn’t so hard, he looks like he’s got a good taste for sweets, but he’s got a few broken teeth before he changes his nipples. He’s in tears every day.
“Brother Gu…”
I was chasing him, and he stopped, and I couldn’t stop, and I hit him on the back, and it was sour.
I came out behind him with my nostrils, and I heard a cold line.
Winsch stood before me and Liang and saluted me.
Ah, it’s a bit embarrassing, I just said a lot of things about Liang.
“My brother and I are going to breakfast. I’m sorry.
“Who will answer you?”
I pulled his sleeve, he squinted me, and he didn’t say no.
“The horses are going together?”
As soon as my voice came down, he was dressed up and carrying something with his umbrella in his hand. I’m sorry.
He said, “I want to go back today.” I’m sorry.
As soon as I turned to my heart, I said to him yesterday that he would return today. This is a matter for me and for my divorce.
“Go back, go back. “I asked her to take something out of the store and bring it back.
He was sent away from his back, without a single pause in his footsteps or a return.
I’m suffocating, and my head hurts.
To take back his evil hands, to say, “What’s wrong with you, a princess? I told you what you wanted, and if you can’t let him go, then keep him. He’s his blessing in the princess house. I’m sorry.
Is he really saying the opposite?
“I remember you didn’t agree that I was with him, and now why did you let me keep him? I’m sorry.
He’s changed, he hasn’t said a word, and he’s playing my head again. I’m sorry.
I’m rubbing my head in pain, and I think it’s been a hell of a couple of days.
I didn’t speak, I didn’t speak, I looked up, I looked at him, I looked at him, and he turned his head.
“Isn’t it food? Go. I’m sorry.
His door to the Princess’s house was clear, even though he had not been here for three years, but it seemed as if he had not forgotten, walking before me as if he were in his own home.
I had the cook make him some sweets, and he saw a little.
And I laughed at him and said, “Well, three years ago, didn’t you think about my princess’s dessert? I’m sorry.
I’ve never been to me for three years, and I’ve been to him several times, and I’m afraid there will be another rumor that won’t make him feel good, and I haven’t been to him since yesterday.
After a three-year hiatus, I didn’t have a share with him.
He had a little bite, he didn’t look at me, and he had a “mmm” coming out of his throat.
Six.
According to the people, another cancer has returned.
Now the two cancers are lying under the shade, with a ravioli on the middle table.
Liang, what is the world’s love? I’m sorry.
He’s got a grape in his legs, and he’s got a grape in his mouth. “You beg me and I’ll tell you when you’re happy.” I’m sorry.
“Anything I ask of you. I’m sorry.
“When did you beg me that I didn’t? I’m sorry.
I thought, “Yeah, I’m begging you, Brother Gu, tell me. I’m sorry.
He said, “What is the matter with the world?” I’m sorry.
I laughed, he looked at me, I laughed, “So I promised you, you marry me?” I’m sorry.
He lost his voice, even his breath.
I looked up, and I found the red char on his face running through his neck.
“Am I the one you can get when you say it? I’m sorry.
“How can I get you, please? I’m sorry.
He sat up, he saw nothing, I looked in his eyes, and Winsch stood under the porch, and he didn’t know when he came back and how long he listened.
I said, “When did the horse come back, there was no footsteps? I’m sorry.
He merely made a brief stop, and did not care that Liang and I were in a state of intimacy, “I’m sorry to disturb His Highness and Prince Liang, and I will leave.” I’m sorry.
When I saw him go away, I looked back at him, and he asked me, “How come you’ve been so determined for the last three years? I’m sorry.
“You can’t fool yourself forever. I’m sorry.
There was some hope until this year’s nightlight meeting, when I put on the lantern I gave to him, walking with him in the street without letting his subordinates follow, trying to feel the feeling of a common man and wife.
I turned around and he was gone, leaving me helpless in the sea, or a man with a wolf mask pulled me out of the crowd. I wanted to ask him his name and thank him later, but he left without saying a word.
I was surrounded by a river with candlelights, a bridge on it, people on it and a man and a woman standing in the middle of it.
The man’s eyes were always on the masked woman, and I had never felt gentle.
Perhaps my sight was too strong to see me, and the first reaction was to move gently and hide the woman behind me.
He was afraid that I would do something to her. After a year of joy to him, I went mad at him and tried to regain the pride of the princess, and forced him to do so with her. But he kept me calm and his heart cooled.
When he returned this night, he was rarely very patient with me, asking me if the night was cold and caring for me.
I broke his hand and sent him the lantern and said to him, “It’s the first time you’ve cared about me in three years.” I’m sorry.
He held the lanterns tight, but there was no explanation. It was like silent acquiescence.
He’s also been resisting me in silence, away from me, to tell me how upset he was at the wedding.
“Don’t worry, it’s not enough for me to hurt you? I won’t go back to that girl’s trouble. I’m sorry.
He explained with his eyelids low: “She was dispersed by the crowd, but I pulled her. I’m sorry.
I know he didn’t lie to me, but he thought that she had nothing to do with the crowd, but he didn’t think of me half, and I didn’t think I’d be crushed by the crowd, and I didn’t think I’d be afraid.
I look at him and I can’t even breathe.
The temper was worn out by him, and I thought, instead, that the girl had been separated from her loved ones, and that she was a sad and strange woman.
I went back to my bedroom and asked the next man to move his things and ask him to search for me for the beautiful men of Luking City.
When I told them, there was nothing inside me like I knew I would.
Winsch said nothing about it and followed his way out of his bedroom, whereupon I sang at night.
The only thing that surprised me was that he ran away with me for three years.
Three years missing, and I’m not separated from him, asking him why he ignored me for three years and why he came to me now, but he didn’t give me any answer.
7
At the beginning of July, I asked the princesses to go out on their own, to find Liang, to continue grinding him and to break his mouth.
When he went out, he saw Winsch standing in the court room in his coat, and the moonlight was on him, and the clothes were radiant, and the clothes were different from those of the past, but unexpectedly fit him, and so was the position of heaven.
My foot did not slow down, and he looked at me and did not speak, and I remembered, and I said to him three times after the marriage, that I would go with him every year after the festival, and that he would forget the following year that I had gone mad and burned his clothes and his books, so that he would not be able to spread his dead water, but he would wait for me at the next holiday, dressed in full conformity with my wishes, to become a puppet in my hand.
This year he’s afraid I’ll get into trouble again.
I coughed up, and I said, “Don’t go out with me this year.
“Yes, Your Highness. I’m sorry.
I said, “If you go out, be safe, be careful… don’t get lost. I’m sorry.
Don’t lose yourself. Don’t let anyone else get away.
But he wouldn’t let the girl out of his sight.
I went to Liang Guo, and his subordinate from the Constabulary said he was out, and I wondered who he was begging to find.
In retrospect, he’s got a lot of people.
He’s not me. He’s just looking at Winsch.
I took a deep breath and asked him where he was, and his eyes were bright. I’m sorry.
I nodded my head, and there was a horse in the door.
The streets are crowded and the horses are difficult, and I was going to say no, “The way is a little far, Your Highness will ride. I’m sorry.
Horse punched me in the nose, rubbed me in the face.
The horses I learned with Liang Qin, the horses he picked, the horses he called Tung Fung, and my horses I called Si Fung, and when he called out, he turned his eyes into white eyes.
And the east wind recognized me, and I rode up, and the little one carried me, passing through the crowd, the bright lights, to the dark side of the river, where there was no light.
And there was a shadow on the head of the ship, and on a horse I was riding, and he waved his hand, and the time of the smoulder of the Fire was blown up over it, and the light of the dark heavens and the earth was lit, and he who looked at me with his crooked lips, and he held his arms, and his eyes were brightened by fire, and he looked at me with his eyes.
My heart’s beating starts with a bursting pyrotechnic.
When the fireworks went down, I got off the horse and the painting came to shore, and he got on my boat and said, “What do you think? I’m sorry.
“Looks good. I’m telling the truth.
And he smiled, and he said, “Now I’m begging you to follow that standard and don’t think about sending me away. I’m sorry.
“Are you afraid I won’t come to you tonight? I’m sorry.
“If you don’t come, I’ll find someone else. ”He stretches out a lazy waist into the painting, and it’s bright, and it’s bright.
I wanted to follow in the past, but I saw two more people on the shore, standing side by side.
Winsch looked at me in his favorite dress.
It’s a coincidence.
The princess is here to pursue her new pleasure.
The horse is here with his beloved.
8
The girl on his side seemed to think otherwise and went straight to me.
“I’ve seen the princess. I’m sorry.
She leaned on me on the shore, and I didn’t say anything.
Winsch never told me he had someone in mind to protect her.
I know because he opened a scroll of his paintings after marriage, which was a picture of a woman, and I didn’t think much, but it was a mild reaction that made me realize something. That was the first time he was angry with me.
When he saw me get the painting, he grabbed it and put it on the candle and burned it.
“Is it true, Your Highness, that when I become a horse, I cannot have anything of my own?” I’m sorry.
When I was frightened by him, he denied it, and his face was not abated. “Then ask Your Highness not to touch the things of his people at will.” I’m sorry.
Who dares talk to the princess like that?
But he’s Wynth. He’s got the guts.
I never touched his things again, and it took so much energy to find the girl he was hiding in, knowing that they first met in West Lake, that they met again in the capital, that they were in love, that they were in love.
If it had not been for me, Wen-Sho should have given her a good word after she had given her credit.
I’ve been down for some time now, and I’m not afraid to go to this girl’s troubles because he hates me, and I’m hoping he’ll like me now that I’m done?
It’s funny to think about it now. Who’s gonna like someone who’s done it to himself?
I gave up the girl at will, and I didn’t want to see her again, and I said with a smile, “The light of His Highness is so beautiful that my daughter remembers a year of fireworks in West Lake, which is bigger than tonight’s. I’m sorry.
How dare she dared to provoke me in front of me, even if I had spent three years in peace with myself, and dared not to provoke me?
My face slightly changed.
“Ridiculous. “A smug smile on the side of her face makes her look different, leaning on the bouquet, lamenting, and saying, “This is no place for her to remember. Don’t say fireworks. What party is she going to? What party? If she’s going to count, it’s not going to end in mid-fall. I’m sorry.
He went to my side, to the girl, to the top of his head, and he didn’t lift his eyelids. I’m sorry.
He did this to me sometimes, but he seemed lazy and awake when he was not proud of me, and now he’s with the others, and I know the horror of the cancer.
And I looked towards the beam, and there was a smile upon my face.
After a slight change in her face, the girl calmed down: “Returning to Master Liang, Chen Fai, who grew up on the western lake and whose father had been transferred to the capital only a few years earlier, was no better than His Highness. I’m sorry.
I looked her in the eye and said that with a gun and a stick, not a soft tomato.
“Miss Chen, there is a word called Hide-Wu, and since you know very little about yourself, you have to think of a way to open your eyes instead of flaunting yourself and being complacent. I’m sorry.
I smiled and said, “Leave the way Taifu called me back.”
Liang Zhong smiled and looked like she had something to say. Winsch finally came and stood by her side.
That is how it divides us into four people, one of two.
The feeling of obscurity is gone, and the mind is a little more boring, and waved before the words were spoken.
However, he jumped to the shore at once, approaching the warmth, and the two were equal in size, and the mood rose.
What are you doing? I’m sorry.
I was surprised to find my way to the shore, but the boat just drifted a little further from the middle of the shore and I couldn’t jump.
“What’s wrong with you when you’ve been married for three years and you’ve brought such a woman to her face? I’m sorry.
“Just happened to meet and traveled a long way. I’m sorry.
I can’t see his face.
Don’t do anything stupid!
This is irrelevant. We’ve got a man and a woman in front of him. He’s got a beautiful man in the backyard.
I’m sorry to hear that.
Hello?
It’s good to get out!
Three or three of them have gathered to watch the scene, and I shouted out to Liang, “Let’s go back to the Princess’s house and take care of him.” I’m sorry.
It’s so loud.
Liang turned around and saw his eyebrow wrinkled.
I’ve got a heart to light up, I’ve got an infinity of courage in my head, one foot out, and the river bank is near. I jumped and fell perfectly into the gap between the ship and the shore.
The second I fell into the water, I was thinking, the tumor turned into a joke.
9
Soon I was picked up, and I sat on the shore wet, and soon I had an extra coat, and there was light on it.
Winsch sat on my side, dressed me up and took his hand back.
The “thank you” in my mouth is still uncooked, and hurried, with his hands on the shore, his clothes were completely wet and his arms were flowing, and he lifted up his body and returned to the shore.
He sat in front of me on one leg, and even though the light didn’t shine, I still saw in his eyes his words of heart.
He didn’t say anything about it, but he asked me, “Where is it? I’m sorry.
The sound of the crowd was clearly in my ear, and I started to get hot all over me, “Face, face. I’m sorry.
I’m ashamed of myself.
I don’t know.
“The princess saw the horse and the other ladies and I was so angry. I’m sorry.
“The princess didn’t go with the horse on the day she was begging, but he was in the water with other men. I’m sorry.
“When the horse arrived at the scene, he saw the princess and Liang, who knew nothing of the heavens and the earth. I’m sorry.
“The princess jumped to the death of the Constabulary Prince to escape the marriage with the horse. I’m sorry.
These are the current editions of the workshop and there is a more elusive trend.
I’m stuck in the princess’s house and I can’t let anything happen to you.
I’m not surprised that my father will call me into the palace.
I kneel with my chest full of skill, “Father, grant me leave with the horse.”
I’ll shut up.
“Are you so tired of being gentle? I’m sorry.
The father fell down and his chest fell a few times.
I’m busy.
He was unable to press his forehead. “Where would you put the face of Wang? I’m sorry.
“You’re not going to be happy with him. I’ve been asking you for three years, and you’ve been doing nothing. It’s not easy for you to stay with him. If Winnson had been in the hall, he would have done it. I’m sorry.
I bow down and plead these accusations incontrovertibly. “The father, the son, knows his fault. The son will make amends to His Highness. I’m sorry.
My father exclaimed, “Bullshit! I’m sorry.
I almost paid the entire princess house to the Chancellor.
My father granted me peace with His Majesty, and We sent His Majesty’s house to his house, emptying it, and left it at their disposal, and the Father gave him some things.
I came to pay for my sins, I was closed, I threw what I sent out, and I threw it in, and he threw it in, and I sent it in in silver, and I pushed it back and forth several times.
Now the dust is settled, and Wen Chai is standing under the porch of the princess’s house, as cold as he can’t climb, and he knows nothing, and makes it seem as if there was a heaven between him.
I took a breath and laughed at him and said, “Congratulations on Mr. Wendice getting out of my misery. I’m sorry.
His life, twisted by me, can finally be restored.
“Thank you, Your Highness. I’m sorry.
He stood up with a clear wind and a moon in his eyes and disappeared as usual as a mask, as if he had been injected into infinite life in time.
That’s when he actually came back.
I’m a little surprised, “You know me…”
He knows what I’m trying to do with him?
“Sir…”
“Your Highness, go and save my young master, who will be beaten to death.” I’m sorry.
“Be ready for horses. “My heart was pounding, and I ran out of the door, and the west wind was held out of the door, and I took the rope and drove off.
10
The South Pilgrim Constabulary wandered in front of the door and saw me like a saviour, and I couldn’t talk to them and stormed their house.
Liang was beaten there.
I can hear the sound of stomping vines all the way down here, and I’m getting faster.
Liang Guo has been beaten since he was a child, and he is ashamed of himself. He never came to me to save him.
Stop! I’m sorry.
I yelled out.
He took a look at me, put his hand on the table and spoke to me with humility.
“Your Highness is in charge of our family? I’m sorry.
He also gave me a face, and no one knew that the old hag could kill a ghost at night.
I ran down to Liang, and his top clothes were cut to pieces by vines, with blood mixed around his back.
“Liangu. I’m sorry.
And We whispered unto him, but feared him, and he was cold and sweaty, and his eyes were blind, and he had bled his lower lips, and there was no response to hear my voice.
“Why would the Master punish him?” I’m sorry.
“Your Highness doesn’t know how to pass it to the outside world, how to pass it to His Highness and this traitor. I’m sorry.
“It’s none of my business, but my palace. I’m sorry.
I stood up and went between him and Liang Guo, and said, “If the Master had punished him, he would have known that I was entangling him so that he could make these rumors and destroy the Constabulary.”
The clothes were pulled out of the way, and the clothes were pulled to me.
And We took his hand, and We turned it back to him, and said, “If it was the Master who wanted to punish him, let him punish the palace.” I’m sorry.
“Your Highness, don’t joke, this bastard, if he doesn’t want to do it himself, he can only do it by His Majesty’s command. How can he not punish the princess and the horse and the royal family when he’s been messing up his mess? I’m sorry.
He turned away from me and lifted up the vines and tried to beat him in front of me.
“You dare!” I drink.
“How dare I teach my son?” I’m sorry.
His vines were about to fall, and I couldn’t wait to fall on the back of the beam, but I was swirled. I was guarded by the beam, and he bit his teeth on his lips, and he groaned and sweated down.
I fainted, I saw his face, my nose was sore, I almost cried.
I was beaten on the board, I cried, and since then I’ve made any mistake, and I’ve been punished, and he’s been swollen, and he’s biting my lips.
I tried to push him away, but he held me.
The vines in his hand were not left behind, they were confiscated, and now I am afraid to do so.
It was as if there was a fire in my heart, and I touched his cheek, and I said, “I’m not messing with you. Let me go first. I’ll talk to the Master.” I’m sorry.
His eyes weren’t focused, he looked at me for a while and let me loose.
I stand up and face-to-face with the Master. I’m sorry.
“Your Highness pardons, I have no intention of harming His Highness. I’m sorry.
He was humbled, but I know he certainly did not.
“I am not the heir to the palace. I’m sorry.
He moved his eyelids.
“How can you afford it if you lose your father at birth? I’m sorry.
The Master’s eyes looked like copper bells, and it seemed to me that the body was walking back and forth, and the vine in hand fell on the ground.
I turned around and raised the beam. He leaned on me, his lips leaned in my ear, and the tone seemed to be trying to kill me.
“Is that what you’re talking about? I’m sorry.
I glanced at a fool, whispered back to him, and said, “Come on. I’m sorry.
Eleven.
Me and Liang went back to his room and the doctor waited.
The doctor cut off his back, I wanted to go out and my hands were held tight.
He breathed with his eyes closed and weak, and I hesitated for a moment, and the little fellow said, “Your Highness, take care of the young master, who has been on his knees all night, and has been lashes so much that his body and bones cannot bear. I’m sorry.
He sheds a tear and says, “If the poor master doesn’t love his wife, how can he be beaten like this?”
Mrs. Hou was not able to give up her son after she was born, when he was at war outside the country and was at war. He returned only six months after her death.
By the time the situation is firmly established, the General will be in power. Without a long-term relationship, the Master will not take the children, and the way to discipline is a beating, Liang Yun comes up with the idea of sending him to the palace to study with me.
As soon as my heart was soft and my little friend moved me to a chair, I sat on his bed and held his hand.
He’s sweating on his forehead, holding my hand ever tighter, and he seems to be whispering.
It’s too small to hear.
When the doctor left, his eyebrow was loosed, as if he had fallen asleep, and I pulled out my hand and it was red.
There’s a step by way of movement, and the Master looks like he’s in a state of rage, and he stands in front of his bed, “Your Highness, the child…”
“The Master thinks the palace will lie with its own innocence? I’m sorry.
Yes, I will.
His Highness calmed down, he was very strong and he was not angry with himself. Does His Majesty know?”
“The Father is not aware that the palace has just been separated from the horse and cannot speak to him at this time. I shook my head a little bit, and I said, “When Leung wakes up, the palace will negotiate with him, so just make sure that no one in the Constabulary leaks it.” I’m sorry.
After he was whispering, he said, “The servants have all knocked. I’m sorry.
I was quiet with him, and I said, “The palace wants to be alone with him. I’m sorry.
Liang Qiu hasn’t woken up, I can’t stay in the Constabulary for the night.
Now that I have been separated, I will also try to recover my reputation. I have just stayed in the Constabulary’s Divinity, and this will not be taken away from my father’s station.
I lay in bed, and I thought about this mess, and I walked so many bends for the sake of Wen-Sho, and countless nights collapsed, and at the end of the day I had to let him go, to think about it, and to have a taste.
I thought I’d sleep all night, but I fell asleep fast.
The nightmare, which lasted almost a year, never happened again this night, and I didn’t hysterically put a knife around Winsch’s neck to make him like me, and he didn’t look at me without a splatter of blood.
The so-called light-faced face turned into a smileful face, and he handed it to me with a piece of cinnamon, and said to me, “It’s good.” I’m sorry.
12
Liang has always been healthy and has had almost no illness in these years, but this time it is a bit serious.
I went to him, he was sick, he couldn’t take his mind off, and he was a bit of a pity.
Besides, he’s still sick because of me.
I went to the South Ping Constabulary a little more often, and sometimes I heard rumours about the difference between him and he went to court, saying that he had a happy little girl, and I went to them after hearing it, and it was so annoying that I could think more about how to make him look better.
He can’t even get out of bed for seven days, day after day, night after night, and he’s going to eat and drink and he’s going to get hurt, and he’s going to get his eyebrow down, he’s going to get through that pain in silence, and he’s going to spill a little when he doesn’t want to.
It makes me feel worse.
I asked him what he wanted to eat, and he moved his eyelids and said, “Cinnamon cake.” # I’m not going anywhere #
“I asked someone to buy it. I’m sorry.
He grabbed me and slowly said, “It’s been a long time since you made it yourself. I’m sorry.
I didn’t think about it, and I said, “I’ll do it for you. I’m sorry.
And I’m a little confused to finish it, because the best thing I ever did was eat cinnamon cake, because he loved it, and I used to make him cinnamon cake when I wanted it. That was the fastest way I could grab him, and when I didn’t know it, asked him to do it for three or five days, and one afternoon at the longest.
It’s not the season when the cinnamon blossoms bloom, and it’s been all morning.
I was just about to go over to the kitchen and he stopped me and said, “Don’t eat now. I’m sorry.
His sight sweeps my belly, the phantom, “I’m afraid I’m hot for my children.” I’m sorry.
I threw his clothes off the shelf.
“How dare you try to kill his father? I’m sorry.
“Shut up, I’m trying to save you. Are you laughing at me now?” I’m sorry.
He buried his face in his pillow and laughed.
I sat back, and I said, “Stop laughing. What are you going to do now, how are you going to get over this kid thing? I’m sorry.
He was buried there without talking.
I was thinking, “Why don’t I do one of my little games?” I’m sorry.
The voice just fell, he looked up and his eyebrow was caught dead.
Look at me in the eye.
“What? I don’t have any stuff in my stomach, but if Master Huo is smart enough to find me a doctor, that’s all. I’m sorry.
“And after the birth? Let the old man think we don’t know each other? I’m sorry.
“It’s not the first day you’ve been confused, it’s not the first day you’ve been pregnant, and the Master doesn’t think we’re both…”
And as I was not finished, he rose up and raised his hand, pulled up the blanket on him, closed his eyes and turned his head against me with his head. “I am tired, Your Highness go back first. I’m sorry.
What’s the matter with this man? Is the sick person like a girl who’s had a month?
When you’re in a good mood, you call me Your Highness.
He didn’t want to talk to me. I didn’t care about him because he was wounded, and I brought him the door.
I was told to go to the study by the Queen’s Queen’s Queen’s Queen’s Queen’s Queen’s Queen’s Queen’s Queen’s Queen’s Queen’s Queen’s Queen’s Queen’s Queen’s Queen’s Day. I’m sorry.
One of my feet didn’t come through the door and heard him almost got stuck at the threshold.
“It will not be easy to find out if this is too long, but it will certainly come to light, and he says otherwise, “The heirs don’t…”, he changed his words immediately, “The heirs and His Highness shall not be stigmatized. I’m sorry.
Thank you for your hard work.
“Marry…”
I’m sorry to say it, but I can’t stand the heat that’s on the outside.
I walked to the ice, and the cold of silk made me feel better.
He’s got a little bit of a temper, and he’s putting a lot of pressure on me. I’m sorry.
It was true that I was speechless and married to him, but he did not agree, and then said I would force him.
“It’s not that I don’t like it…”
The Master is staring, “Does he dare not agree? I’m sorry.
I saw him moving again, and I immediately said, “The Master should know his temper. It’s useless to hit him. I’m sorry.
His cheeks moved and my back was in pain.
“The Master has fought abroad for a long time and has not known Liang, he has eaten softly or hard, he has come with you hard, but he has come softly with him, and he is very happy.” I’m sorry.
It’s not that I lied to the Master, but the heart is soft.
And the Lord’s lightness is loose, and he bows his hand at me: “His Highness knows him so well, it is up to His Highness to please him. I’m sorry.
He doesn’t want to hit anyone.
Wait, what am I gonna do?
“Of course, if there is a place where I need your help, it is my duty. I’m sorry.
Master’s eyes are still on me.
I thought about the way Liang was lying in bed, biting his teeth, “Don’t worry. I’m sorry.
13
He asked me to leave the library with satisfaction, and I looked at the blue sky, so I took a breath.
What did you think?
Will he who is so free be my horse? Don’t make him a second.
The Master will not be as kind as Lord Wen, but he himself visited my princess’s house the previous two days and brought back everything I gave to Wenxi.
“If His Highness feels guilty, then do not let others become tired. He seems to have restrained himself by saying, “Shu has asked the elders not to blame His Highness, saying that His Highness is not well-informed, has little in mind, but is not bad in nature, but only with his wife’s beloved son. Please forgive me.” I’m sorry.
I heard the next report, but it was not yet within time to bring Lord Wen into the hall, and he gave me his hand and said that when he saw me in the hall.
I can only say, “Your Highness, don’t worry. I’m sorry.
He came to make amends.
I let her go down and said, “Don’t worry, Lord Wen hasn’t done anything wrong. I’m sorry.
What image do I have in his eyes? He says I am not evil in nature, but I fear that I may harm those around him.
“Mr. Wen, Your Highness has a deep grudge against the palace. Still complaining about the three years you’ve been ruined?”
“Can you answer a question that you don’t know?” I’m sorry.
“You ask. I’m sorry.
“If His Highness knew that I had a lover, would he ask His Majesty to marry him? I’m sorry.
If I knew from the beginning I’d go after my ex-sex?
Will you?
I smiled, “How? If you want to do it, you have to do it for me. I’m sorry.
Your Highness, I’ll have better.
He never smiled. He never smiled when he was married, and now he smiled not at me, but at me.
“It is so that His Highness feels guilty about me, and I regret this series of mistakes. I have complained about it for three years, but I know that His Highness is not a humble man, and that the more so, the more he will not play with his fate, the less he will, the more he will. I’m sorry.
“This is the end of the day when he left the house,” he stood up and saluted me, as he left the princess’s house, and said, “Thank you for your help.” I’m sorry.
He said, “No one will follow, no one will follow.” I’m sorry.
He’s down.
And as a stone upon me lay down, crushing the past, and I can put it down.
If you don’t make cinnamon cakes for a long time, you don’t have a good hand.
It smells like fireworks, and it’s hard.
There was no hostess in the Constabulary, and I couldn’t find the right clothes to wear for a while, but I had to go back to the Princess’s for autumn and get me a suit.
When I came into the room with the guacamole, he was lying in bed with a book.
He and I looked at each other and he was surprised.
He asked me, “Did you go to the fire? I’m sorry.
I said to him, “Are you brainwashed? I’m sorry.
Liang Gu will read, the sow will be trees.
I went to him, pulled out the book in his hand, looked at the cover of his eyes, “The Book of Folks.” I’m sorry.
He’s under his chin, “What are you doing?” How did you end up like this? I’m sorry.
The servants brought them cinnamon cakes, and I waved them, and I took them to Liang’s side. I’m sorry.
He pinched a piece, bit it in his mouth, drummed a bag on his cheek and moved as he chewed.
I looked forward to watching him.
He looked at me, and in that moment there were many more complex faces.
“It’s okay, compared to three years ago, though not improving…”
I stung, and he went on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on. I’m sorry.
“It tastes good.” I’m sorry.
The comment he made was that I was not at peace for a while, but soon this disquiet was diluted, and a fine joy was pouring into my heart, and I was incomprehensible by the joy.
He called out his little man, “Go get that coat.” I’m sorry.
The young lady snuggled and quickly turned around and opened the closet.
“What clothes?”
“Whatever it is, it was meant to be given to a very attractive girl…” He looked at me and said, “You can barely wear it. I’m sorry.
The young lady has brought her clothes, folded them in a very neat fold, and the clothes are soft, apparently carefully preserved.
A rough look only shows that the suit is a crafty one, and he just wanted to shake open and open his mouth and ” arrange a bath for His Highness. I’m sorry.
She’s wearing clothes.
I took my eyes back and said, “You’ve bought your clothes before you met anyone. You’ve been thinking about it. I’m sorry.
He had fun eating cinnamon cake.
And We seized it, and placed it on the table, far away from him, and he looked at me with dregs.
“Don’t eat less, don’t eat too much, don’t hurt your teeth. I’m sorry.
“Then you’ve done so much, and you won’t let me eat…”
“My fault?”
When he choked, he looked at me, “You… it’s time? I’m sorry.
The young lady asked me to come, and I followed him out, and my face and the young man’s face made a difference.
“What are you happy about?”
When I asked him, I couldn’t see his eyes. “The little one was happy for the young man, and he finally gave it to His Highness. I’m sorry.
I’m going to take my step. “To the palace? I’m sorry.
“Yes, for the past three years the young master has bought a birthday gift for His Highness, so that he can keep it away, and I don’t know why, but he’s taken it from the master of Ka-chul and he’s crying.”
And he looked at me with his voice, and he was afraid, and said, “Your Highness, do not speak to you of small things, or the young master will surely be punished with small mouths.” I’m sorry.
It’s bad luck to meet him.
Give her some compensation next time.
When the lips rise up, the plume in the chest becomes clean.
“If you don’t tell him, tell the palace where you’ve received all these gifts.” And… what he’s done about me in the last three years, you one thing and I’m clear. I’m sorry.
14
Liang Ju’s name has been ringing, saying that he was in conflict with whom he had tossed his money.
I used to do it with him, and I’m a bad person, and I love to look at beauty, and I’m with him because it stinks. And the last one was with the young master, and we had a new bouquet for the night, and the three of us, along with the autumn moon, played the leaves for the night.
I didn’t go back to the palace, he didn’t go back to the Constabulary, the Vigilante went to the city for the night, I was locked up the next day and he was beaten up by the Master.
When I was with him, I was a little more tiring, I had no heart, I was a little thinner, and it was a little big, but in general it worked.
He knows my preferences and likes to spread them, and he hardly misses my preferences.
It spreads like a phoenix of fire.
I wore it to him and returned to him.
He saw me, he had a flash in his eyes, for a while.
“Do I look good, Brother Gu? I’m sorry.
And he blinked, and he turned away from me, and said, “What is it with you today that you have a brother-in-law? What is the matter with you? I’m sorry.
“Did I say yes?”
“How do you know if I should? I’m sorry.
“So you could have rejected me? I’ll tell you when I’m sure you’ll promise me. I’m sorry.
I thought it would be strange to wait for him to get hurt and take him to the capital and fill the blanks for three years. No matter how well I looked after him, his wounds were never better, it was not a month before he was able to get out of bed.
The Lord kept asking me about my progress, and I could only pass by with ambiguity until Liang Yun was at the border, and his father was glad that he would return to the Kingdom, and he decided that he should attack the throne.
I told Liang Guo that he was looking for Liang Yun’s joy and even raised a half of his surprise to ask me, “The big brother is coming back?” I’m sorry.
His coat was loosed, and as a result of this sudden movement, a large white chest appeared.
I was stiff, I moved my eyes, and he realized what was happening and pulled his clothes up.
An idea flashed my brain like a firestone, and I looked at him, and he looked at me in question, and he fell down again, “When will you be back?”
“I don’t know. Ask Master again. I’m sorry.
I couldn’t help but look him up and down, but I couldn’t see what was going on, and I found a reason to leave and went out to hide myself.
In a few moments, the beams were fully dressed, opened the door and ran out of the door in a light position as a pleasant little rabbit.
I can’t see a thing.
I could not help but grind my teeth and come out of the corner and yell at the back of the beam, “Brother. I’m sorry.
And when his feet were still, and his body turned, he almost hit the Zhu’s post.
I’m going to walk over there, and I’m going to be able to run. I’m sorry.
Liang turned around with a pole and sweated on his forehead, “It still hurts, but the news of the big brother is so sweet.” I’m sorry.
I laughed, “I knew I’d tell Brother Liang to go around your bed for nothing. I’m sorry.
He seemed to feel the pain behind his back, wrinkled and wrinkled.
“Liangu. “I seriously called his name.
He’s closed his eyes and he’s all over his face and he’s so sorry.
I strangled his arm. “When did you get better? Why did you lie to me? I’m sorry.
He lamented that, “The princess’s tenderness is indeed great, and I want to experience two more days. I’m sorry.
Me and him had a moment.
Now that you have mentioned the name of a gentle man, my heart does not have a bit of a ripple.
Liang Quiu took the first look back and slit the lower lip porcelain.
I smiled at him, and he lifted his chin like a flirting girl. I’m sorry.
His eyes were filled with a strange color, and it was good to see that my heart was shaking.
I stomped my feet in front of him, slowly spitting words out, “I see what’s in your box.” I’m sorry.
He’s got a box in which there’s a lot of pieces and pieces, everything about me.
In my first year, he prepared a night bead, and the second year was a Western mirror, so I could see my face clearly, even the little fur on my face, and the third year was the dress.
And I knew him as a child, and every year he wrote to me a greeting except a gift, for three years.
The first year he yelled at me about not knowing Joo-yu.
The next year I’m not going to find him. He’s determined to be a stranger to me.
He wrote a poem in the third year, with only a few words, but was painted black and only a few paintings were seen.
There’s a wolf mask in the box. He pulled me out of the crowd.
His pupils were shaking, apparently in the shock of his old man being ripped off, and I looked at him, “How about I wear the clothes you gave me at this birthday party, make up in front of that Western mirror, and put the night bead on at night? What are you going to give me this time? I’m sorry.
He stepped back, his throat rolled up and down a round, and his face was gradually immersed.
When I saw those things, I was knocked out of my mind by the joy of the sky, and I knew what I was happy about.
I was close to him. “My brother Kwok always knew I was a princess. I’ve never seen anything good in the world, and what can I get? But for now, I am in need. The missing are still very important to me, you know? I’m sorry.
And his back reached upon the post, and there was no turning back, and We were still approaching.
“I still need a horse, a horse, whom I am pleased with.” I’m sorry.
15
It’s hard to see him when he’s attached to a post. I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.
The Master came with his head high and saw Liang Guo standing there without incident.
He said, “Just in time, Liang Yun will be here by the beginning of next month, and you are now ready to take your brother’s dust. I’m sorry.
I pointed my finger at him. “Ma’am, you know he can get out of bed? I’m sorry.
The Master’s face changed a little, his eyes blinked, he turned to him, and he said to him, “If I did not count on my strength, you would have been fooled like His Highness. I told you to confess your wounds to His Highness. You have to believe in rags, the more you pay, the more you value them. I’m sorry.
I can’t believe you’re a double-faced man.
Perhaps I see too much contempt in my eyes, and his voice is even louder: “I can’t save you, you and His Highness. I’m sorry.
As soon as the Master leaves, I’m learning to look at him with my usual arms, “The more I pay, the more I value it, the more I teach you?” Which one of you is the weird one? I’m sorry.
He’s just like he’s been caught in class by a curator, and he’s broken a jar, and I’m like, “You look at people only on the surface, but you won’t be deceived by books. I’m sorry.
“What do you see? I’m sorry.
He was obviously in trouble for a while and, at the urging of my curiosity, he bit his teeth and said, “…the Book.”
The sound was too vague, and I heard only the last two words. Then I asked him to say, “He will not speak, he will not speak, and no one can break it out of his mouth, hard.”
I couldn’t find the book, and that’s a big mystery to me: what is it?
I can’t ask you that, so I changed the question, “I’m not good enough for you, and you have to be careful. I’m sorry.
He didn’t think much, and he said, “You’re good to me, when you’re begging me…”
He seems to have something left to say, but he knows what he said here, and he’s gone over it, covering up that moment of panic, and he’s making it seem like he’s not finished. I’m sorry.
I know he’s waiting for me to call him back, and he’ll get two hits, and that’s it.
But his heartless words began to echo in my mind.
He was always leaning on a pillar, and he stood up, as if he had been in a state of panic, poking at my shoulder.
“I’m hungry. I don’t have the strength to yell at you? I’m sorry.
I grabbed the finger he pulled, “You’re important to me.” I’m sorry.
His fingers were stiff, and I looked up to his eyes, and I said, “Would you like to give me a chance to be nice to you?” I’m sorry.
“What do you want me to give you?” I’m sorry.
I whispered, “You didn’t agree to be my horse. I’m sorry.
..the air was quiet for a few minutes, and the sound of the birds was loud.
“I’ve always been good to you. Do you want to be my horse?” * I touched my tummy, * “Be the father of a child I’m not * I’m sorry.
He pulled his finger back, and I saw his palm shivering, “To deal with my old man?” I’m sorry.
“For you.”
My heart was hanging, and I started to panic, and I repeatedly wondered if he was nice to me just because I was his playmate. Did he ignore me for three years because he couldn’t see me?
This time of silence was the longest time of my life, and it was harder than the three years that I had been in a state of moderation, when he had collapsed, when my own brain had been so full of assumptions that my heart had been broken and integrated several times.
Then I could not hear his reply, but after he moved his lips a little, I took a few steps back, “I’m back.” I’m sorry.
But he grabbed me, and he leaned towards me, like the black hair of the Falls slipped half from behind him, between me and him.
“I haven’t spoken yet. What’s your hurry? I’m sorry.
I can’t look at him, let alone look into his eyes.
He said, “Well, I’ll give you this chance. I’m sorry.
And We raised our heads, and he raised his eyebrows, and his eyes laughed.
“How good can you be to me, not because I’m hurt, not because you’re asking me for something? I’m sorry.
Quantified
I would have agreed if she had asked me to be her horse to deal with my father.
I like sweets. Big brother says she likes sweets, and when I was a kid I used sweets, and I’m addicted to them. Maybe they’ve become a kind of a gift.
Big Brother never put any pressure on me, he just wanted me to be happy, and he said that the old man had a very good job and that the Constabulary could not be a very good man, but could not fail, and that checks and balances were needed.
At that time, there was a princess in the palace who was looking for a companion, who said she couldn’t get away with it.
I told my brother I’d go and live under the Emperor’s nose.
If she can do it again, it’ll hurt more than the old man’s cans?
But she’s nice to me, seeing my eyes get so bright, coming to me, smiling, saying, “Hey, brother, you look so good, why don’t you marry me?” I’m sorry.
This little girl, what a shame.
I think so, but my face is hot.
She’s a princess, I’m Master of the Nanping Constabulary.
It’s just that I’ve got it in my mind, but the more I get, the more I get, the more the Emperor bothers me, but it’s reassuring to me, too, that my eyes are closed to my eyes and my eyes.
I always thought it had nothing to do with us that I’d always been with her, that I’d marry a young lady, that I’d never thought that she’d become a child.
I’m just not feeling well, I’m not happy, I don’t see what’s better than me, even when she looks at me.
I didn’t know at that time what it was like to be jealous or that I’d been so fond of my feelings, so I didn’t realize what was so special about them.
Even the day she pursued him, she seemed to have forgotten me, whether I was against her or she was a cover for her, and she gave away her past and put her whole heart upon him.
She won’t beg me with cinnamon cakes and sweetly call me Brother Gu. There’s another person in her world. That person is more important than me.
Then, on the night when they were married, We realized that I would not return to the past, and that I had her in my heart.
I can’t tell you how sorry I am. Even if I read a little bit of my book on the day I was with her, I would not be awakening now.
But it’s late.
I don’t want to see her. I don’t want to think about her.
I deserve it if I don’t bother her, but she doesn’t come to me.
It’s obnoxious!
I can walk across the capital, I can throw away all my money, but they won’t taste anything. They can’t play leaves, even a princess!
In the three years she was married, I made a lot of things, more or less hoping that she would hear my name and not disappear completely in her world.
I thought I was a good disguise, but every time I saw her by chance, I’d go in her direction for a long time.
And the chief hymns for me, she said, “But the Mountain is not a cloud. I’m sorry.
Not even the cinnamon waffles of the Princesses don’t taste that sweet.
Every holiday, even the Queens travel with the Gents, and the two of them walk in rows and rows together, like normal couples. They do not know that every time I sit in a store, just to look at it.
It hurts to see them together, and the more angry they look, why did I wake up so late? If I had known, what would he do?
He did not even take good care of her, and left her alone in a pile, but he was gone.
And I put on a mask and pulled her out, and I couldn’t even say a word to her, and I was afraid I’d slip away once I spoke.
I asked him to buy all the books on the market for the gifted Man-Man Fong Snow Moon, which contained a strange book, the Book of the Handlers.
I didn’t read the title at first, and the first page was, “If I leave, I want to go.”
There’s no one left.
Broken book.
I thought my life was over, but even if she was still in love, she would be in trouble when she was married, and she would be grateful.
Why is she so fond of Winsch?
So I went to her, and God knew how happy I was when she said she was going to go to peace, but I didn’t show it.
She said she’d marry me.
Yes!
I promised.
But it’s a strange thing to say, and it’s got to be higher than Wen-Sho.
I didn’t sleep that night. I didn’t come down the corner. Get up at night, get people to light the light, flip out the “Manger’s Book” and read the light at night.
I’m going to make her like me more than she likes me, and I’m going to be worth it.
My teeth hurt at the dust-washing party for my brother, because the good of the sous-cheek is on my city-wide search for loafies.
The sweetness of the pastry, the pain in my teeth, so that people don’t see it, I can just put my cheeks on the table.
I’m in a deep, fine box, nothing strange, and the Emperor stares at me.
And he asked me to meet her, and she stood under a golden guilion, and I came, and hung it around my neck, and said, “I have asked my father to marry me, and he will certainly agree.” # I’m not going anywhere #
My heart’s beating seems to have stalled, and then it’s beating more and more.
And it peaked after a long line of kisses on my lips.
She’s like a little drunk fox, laughing at me, “How do you smell like a guacamole? # I’m not going anywhere #
There is a saying that the paper has to come to light.
No wrong, I have seen so many people and so many stories of joy and grief, and my heart should have been out of reach, but now I am in disarray because of one of her actions, one word.
This is a good word, but my brain is empty and I’m just trying to explain.
“It was cinnamon. I’m sorry.
Extra-Winth.
“I am your wife! I’m sorry.
The Princess hysteria told me that I looked at her a little bit crazy, with only sadness in her heart, sadness in her eyes at me and sorrow at my plight.
I had thought of her as a guest, and she liked me as much, and if she fell in love, my almost asphyxiated heart would be released and would be much more comfortable.
I thought about it, but I couldn’t fool her or myself.
Even if she didn’t mean it, I’m still complaining about her ruining my career, why would I love her if she kept me from dying with a happy man?
I’m stuck in chains, brought by her and by myself.
I can see that the princess, who is proud, is not so sharp as to allow me to cook on the fire. If she is, as the legend says, a god-of-the-world, I can still let her out, but she is a spoiled child who likes to ask for it, who doesn’t like it, and who is there when he fails to do it, will be relieved.
I can’t love it, I can’t hate it, I can only suffer it over and over again, and my days and my days are not bright, and I know that she is in my shadow.
I do not want her to be more committed to me, nor should her heart be met with false responses.
The horse is the son of God, the princess, and I am.
I hid the first encounter of West Lake in my heart and prepared to spend the rest of my life in such a way that I did not expect the princess to turn the picture that I had hidden, and to reveal the secrets that I had left behind, or to become a puppet of the emperor.
It was the first time that I was angry with her, and I lifted out my anger, not against her, but against the way of transport.
She doesn’t know anything. I’d like to ask her if she’d marry me if she knew I had a sweetheart.
But it was only a moment later, and then it was over, and neither I nor she were free to ask, whatever the outcome, would only make it harder for two people.
I know that Chen is stubborn and that she knew for the first time that he would not accept the loss, and that he would be ashamed of himself.
Or, I shouldn’t have sex, I wouldn’t have love.
I was like a princess when my family gave me an identity, and I didn’t think that my marriage would have its own place.
When I got married, I didn’t think about Chen Wan. She had a past. She had her future, and I had nothing to do with her.
She said that marriage was like a grave, if it was not for what was in mind.
I hope she has a new acquaintance.
The only intersection after marriage was when she was squeezed to my side and fell, and I pulled her, and the crowd held me away from her.
When I was seen by the princess, I panicked for a while, and I was afraid that the princess would be in a hurry and that there was a feeling of contempt for the princess.
I wanted to explain to the princess, but the princess seemed to be relieved.
She’s starting to look at me, and she’s putting me aside.
There is a feeling in my heart that my marriage with the princess will end.
On the Day of Beggar, the princess stopped asking me to go with him, and I saw Chen Wing, who dumped her girl, passed a needle line with other women, saw me for a while and then walked with me.
There is nothing to say but a quiet walk.
I saw the princess and the beam standing above the bed, smiling at each other, when the light in her eyes was brighter than the fireworks that had just lit.
Perhaps she did not know that she had seen me in the past, that she had seen me in the past, and that she had only recently had peace and regret.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
