What kind of torture is that? – What?
After the defeat, Shen was sent by the Shen family to her relatives. She’s more of a tribute than a kiss.
On the first night, she almost died by the Great Prince of the Real House.
One.
I’ll never forget that woman.
Her name is Shen Shen, and she’s fourth in line at home, so many people call her Shen Siu.
She died in a bleak and painful state and she kept spitting blood, when she had just given birth, and for the first time I knew that there was so much blood on her body.
She must have been in pain. I saw her hand holding her bed dead and breaking a nail.
But she was laughing, gentle, loving, happy, and her lips wrinkled and she didn’t know what to say, probably calling her family’s name.
And she finally called me, and she said, “Sang…sanji, would you please call me in full glory?”
I don’t know why she wants to see the Grand Prince. She’s dying.
She may not have known that the Grand Prince had just ordered her to die, to hang her on the wall, to humiliate her country and to be watched by the beam masters stationed on the shore.
The great prince will never fall for her again, he will never love her again.
I didn’t want to talk to her, but she was so pathetic, I thought about it, and I was gonna go out and do something.
Forget it. She’s dying. Let her be happy before she dies.
And when We deliberately tarried outside, and went back in a great circle, We saw from a distance the burning of the sky, and the smoke burst into the sky, and there were those who saved the fire.
I went back with the tide and found out that she had locked herself in the house, set a fire and burned herself alive.
The fire will not be extinguished for two hours, yet there is nothing left of the ruins except a single skeleton, which is dark.
I looked up, and I didn’t know why, and suddenly I wanted to cry.
At night, the Grand Prince sent someone to call me over.
He’s a ridiculous, candle-burning tent, he’s sitting barefoot, he’s got a wine table all over the ground, and he’s got one, three, five, six, six hukis, all around him like a cat.
The great prince poured a sip of wine and then looked at me like a wolf king on the grass.
I heard him ask me, “Did she say anything before she died?”
I can’t hide it from him, so I’m telling you the truth, but now think about it, she doesn’t want me to find the great prince.
She just wanted to tear me apart and burn herself to death, with only one bone left to burn, so that the wall of the dead would be one of her pompous bones that would not humiliate her country.
She’s so mean to others and so hard to herself.
His Majesty has no face. He’s just a drunk. He was a wine, and I could not see his face, but he waved at me, and I walked back.
The rain began at night, and the rain was sour, it started with a small rain, and I woke up once in the middle of the night, and there was a thunderstorm and thunderstorm, and I turned around and couldn’t sleep, because her bones were exposed to the cold rain in the sky.
No one knows how to dispose of that bone.
I don’t really like the Han people. They’re the most cunning ones, especially the Shen family. How many of my girls have died in her father’s hands.
But anyway, I spent three years with Shen Fei.
She came to our camp for three years, three years ago, with the daughter’s bravest generals, she opened the gates of the Jade Gate, which had been closed by the beam for hundreds of years, and went all the way to the beams, where she was stationed on the banks of the Yellow River.
Women really need more time to familiarize themselves with the land of the beam, and no one would have thought that a small gate would hurt us so much, that the food and grass in the back would be inadequate and that we had promised the beam of peace.
At that time, when the Emperor was in charge of the Jade Gate, he laughed when he talked about the terms of peace because he almost died in Shen’s hands.
“Don’t you say that the bones of the Shen family are hard? I’d like to see if the bones of the Shen girls are as hard.”
It’s not too easy to say it’s a peace, but everyone knows that the Shen family girl is here.
She’s more of a tribute than a friend.
The Grand Prince is a very… ..a man who kills the fruit, and we all love him.
On the day when the gates of Jade were broken, he ordered the slaughter of the city, and blood and killing almost immediately exciteed the female soldiers, and everyone looked over his head and looked at the tragedy of the killing with a faint smile on his lips.
I can’t help it.
Then, for three months, the messenger said that the peace between Liang and the girl and Kim were ready. Similarly, the Shen family girl was in the camp.
His Majesty was very happy, and asked me, “Who is coming?”
There are three girls in the Shen family, the youngest of whom is said to have married the Prince of Siam and the remaining four girls and five girls.
I looked down and said, “That’s the sick four girls.”
He picks out the frown, and the handsome eyebrow is so cold, he asks, “Is she the one who was abandoned by the Shen family?”
His Majesty did not indicate who he wanted when he said she wanted to marry her, and he liked to watch others fight you to death.
What would the two married girls of the Shen family do to escape such a fate?
The fact that he was disappointed was that I said, “No, she volunteered, heard she had come from Shen-hu, and then, on the day before she left, she lost her sister and replaced Shen-hu’s dear palanquin.”
He’s freezing. This is not true of women, who have always believed in the strength of the weak, and who have not been very close to their brothers, so it may not be possible to imagine such an end.
But I saw him startled by excitement. He asked me, “Well?”
His curiosity and interest in the kite began at this time.
I remember him whistling like a cold knife when he first saw Shen kite, and I helped him to open the door, and the woman who sat at the window and read the book came to me and I couldn’t help but suffocate.
She’s suffocating and different from all the girls.
We real girls are like wine, but she’s like a flower in the first spring, shivering petals in the still spring wind, trying to cover her with a glass mask to avoid harm.
She was gentle and gentle, without the expected panic and silent screams, and she looked up and looked very carefully at the great prince, with dark eyes, and laughed at her lips.
And her voice was gentle and gentle, and she said, “You must be the great prince. I am Shen kite.”
Two.
I can’t help but think about it and sit up and take the umbrella of the corner and walk out. I think I’m going to get her bones out of the rain.
After three years, I think.
I almost screamed when I walked to the ruins, because there was a dark figure sitting in them.
I stood up in the gallery and looked there, and I couldn’t see it, and it just happened, and it was shining, and I covered my mouth, and the shadow was the great prince.
He was sitting in the ruins, dead in his arms, holding the black bones, closed his eyes, and seemed to have nothing on his face.
It rained down, and he was wet, and it flowed down his handsome face with no face, making people wonder whether there were tears in it.
Is this still our big, cold-blooded king?
I turned around and left as if I didn’t see anything.
The next morning, I saw him in cold, clean clothes, and I ordered the remains of the kite to be burned to ashes without face. It was assumed at one point that I was the one who cried in the ruins last night.
But I know it’s not. He’s always good at hiding.
She’s always weak, she’s sick, and every day I wonder if she’s not going to make it. The night she came to the house, she was thrown all night.
And the next morning, the great prince was so distracted, he finally told me, “Go and look.”
He was brief, but I understood.
And when I went to my house, the kite had not risen, and the white bed had fallen down on a layer, and We had been lifting it to the bottom, and the bed had been tumultuous, and she was covered in thin, and she was naked with a white, white-skinned balm on her shoulders.
She saw me, hid the thin from the top, and then smiled at me with weakness: “Please, aunt, can you get me some hot water and I want to take a shower?”
She couldn’t stand, I tried to look cold, but I couldn’t stand it, so I took a bath for her.
Later, the great prince left me with her.
It’s care, but at first it’s surveillance — she’s a Han or a Shen family. Who knows what she’ll do?
To be honest, I didn’t like her at first, but the Queen was very interested in her because he had never had such a woman before, I think, and because he wanted to have fun.
It happened to be nothing, and he was teasing this Shen girl, like he caught a cat with a mouse.
His Majesty has humiliated Shen kite several times.
On one occasion, he had a feast in the army, where he had a kite to play as a dancer, where the army was very handsome and almost everyone had suffered a loss at the hands of her family.
Everyone was so excited that the bloodthirsty eyes of wolves were crucified to her death that they could not wait to see her go to shame.
But the kite sat on the table and played the whole song without changing.
Then Uda smiled and asked the great prince: “Didn’t Shen say that the bones of Shen’s family are hard? But I think this Shen’s Southhand is really soft.”
The Prince smiled, whispered, and asked, “How can he be so soft that Uda doesn’t want to try it himself?”
Everyone smiled, but the Prince slowly drank a glass of wine, he didn’t act like a joke, so he smiled and laughed.
Uda swallowed a saliva and asked, “Is that true?”
The Grand Prince speaks for himself.
As I said, Shen kite is a very beautiful woman, and Uda, nothing else, is very colorful.
He looked at the kite, then lifted up the wine bowl in front of him, and laughed, and said to the great prince, “Uda thanks the great prince.”
He dropped the wine bowl in front of the Shen kite and carried her around very easily to the back.
I went down to see the look on the kite, and she was held by Uda, holding her hand over his neck, and a black eye looked straight through Uda’s shoulder towards the great prince.
She seemed to have accepted her destiny in silence, without panic or violent resistance.
I remember her older brother Shen Shen, who had been strangling at the gate for 45 days, and had never kneeled after her death, and we really hated him but respected him.
But his sister is like a silk weed, soft and gentle. I can’t look away.
When Uda took her in the back of the tent, he returned to the tent and even asked the Emperor, “Your Highness, when Uda is finished, can I try?”
There was a laughter in the tent, and the men looked at each other with an unacknowledged, dirty look.
And We saw in this noise the look of the great prince, who leaned on his back and unwittingly took the cup of wine from his hands, but I caught a few of the eyes of him who cast him behind.
Dark, dark.
That’s when the screams came out. Everyone can tell it was Uda. The Grand Prince stood up and went to the back of the camp, and I followed him.
When the curtain was opened, Uda was screaming in the middle of the house, with his right hand covered with his left eye, his blood flowing down with his fingers sewn, and his left eye was pierced with a hairlide.
Shen Kee was sitting on the back of a bed, and the shirt had been ripped out, but the undershirt was intact, with dark eyes staring quietly at the farce.
I don’t know why I’m relieved.
Uda was in pain, howling to go up and kill Shen kite, and the great prince stopped him, and he grabbed Uda’s wrist.
It’s strange that a kite stabbing a woman is really handsome, but he’s not very angry, and I saw him smile like that for the first time.
He looked at the kite and said to Uda, “Didn’t you try it? Why? Is her bones soft or hard?”
Then the man who was full of debt turned back, and there was only the great prince and the kite in the camp, and I saw the great prince walking to her bedside and touching her face.
And he said, “Why didn’t you hit me with a mule?”
It’s true that Shen Kee would not have been easy to get a hold of it, but he was not Uda, and he was very good and vigilant, but he was not sure who could say what happened between the first of the beds.
But the kite looked at the great prince, and she said, “I am from the great beam, Your Highness, I am your wife by the way of the beam. I’m on your own.”
And then every time I remember this scene, I couldn’t help but think that the more beautiful woman was, the more deceiving she was, the better she was.
But it is clear that the Emperor is pleased.
He took the kite’s hair from his face to his ear and whispered, “You belong to me alone?”
It’s a clear smile, as if it’s a shock, as if it’s laughing at her guts, or as if it’s an open smile.
But he didn’t say anything in the end. He just noded, sure she said, “Well, you’re on my own.”
After that, the Prince never brought her out for such a party.
3
The Chief of the Guards of the Great Prince himself was worried and gossiped: “The Shen family is such a beautiful woman that the Great Prince will not…”
I spit on him. The great prince will certainly not be fascinated by beauty and irrationality, but he is curious about the people of the Shen family.
Besides, he doesn’t often go to Shen Fei’s house. The great prince has a lot of fun, riding horses, hunting, skating, hot springs, and a lot of women in the camp accounts, but the kite is at best one of his own.
I used to think so.
His Majesty was not one of those who turned the fury of war against women, and his machismo thought that war was always a matter between men and that he would spill the anger of the beam on a woman, which he would not dare.
So it was rare for him to have trouble with the kite, and it was as sick as it was, and every morning I went to my room to serve her, and I feared that she would be cold and dead as soon as the mantle opened.
One morning, she didn’t wake up and I called her several times across the bed.
She was actually very sleepy, and I was in a state of shock and tension, and she was lying there, and I couldn’t stand it, and I carried my hand under her nose and looked at her nose.
And that’s when she opened her eyes, and I was embarrassed to stand there, and then she hung up, and then she smiled, and she smiled.
She looked at me very carefully, and she said, “Sangji, don’t be afraid, I’m not dead yet.”
That’s a strange thing to say. What does it mean, “no one dies now”? When will you die? Will you choose the right time? But I didn’t notice the details.
That time, she was asleep, mainly because the Great Prince had made her too hard the night before yesterday.
And at night, the great prince didn’t know how to hear about it, and he smiled at me and asked me, “You think she’s weak?”
She’s weak, but she’s not weak.
My feelings for her are complicated, and sometimes I don’t want to talk to her because she’s a Han, but sometimes I take my place in her situation.
I can’t help but feel good for a girl who is left alone in the enemy’s camp, and who’s in the middle of his head and he’s in the middle of his head.
At night, the Great Prince took her to the hot springs, because the doctor said that the hot springs were good for the health of the kite.
Then it came to mind that it had become apparent at the very earliest moment that the great prince was not a careful man and why he was so concerned about the health of an enemy woman.
But I’ve been trying to convince myself that it’s just his heart, because I really don’t believe that someone like him would fall in love one day.
The kite could not swim, and the spring was drawn directly from the mountains and dug deep, and she grabbed the pool and was afraid to go down.
His Majesty extended his hand to her in the hot springs, and said to her, “No problem, I’m holding you, you come down.”
That day the great prince took the kite and made a hot spring of time. I’ve never let go.
I remember when he was in his home town, a brave man whose head had been suffocated with a thin layer of ice in September, and who had to suffocate his head into the water before suffocating him and pulling him out of his hair.
A brave man who could kill a buffalo with his bare hands could not resist under his hands. And he just watched as the brave man struggled under his hands and was bloodthirsty.
High above, like untouchable gods on the prairie.
But now, in this warm hot spring, he is lazyly lying there, stretching out an arm to hold the kite, and the colour of his eyes seems to be joyful and condoning, looking at her with a light smile.
I can’t remember what kind of man I remember.
4
The great prince asked me once after he was drunk, and he said, “Do you think the kite hates me?”
I don’t know, but I don’t love him.
They killed her father and father in the face of their enemies, and her mother and son killed her elder brother, not to mention so many people and generals.
If it were me, it would be with the Emperor.
But Shen was cool, so I couldn’t handle it. Maybe she just wants to live?
But I couldn’t bear to remind you that she hates you or hates you.
I was shocked by the look of the great prince.
I watched him grow up, and he always respected me, but there were certain lines that I could not cross, but I couldn’t help but remind myself, hard-headed, that “not of our kind, the heart is different.”
The King didn’t say anything.
Shen’s first pregnancy was at the end of the first year.
She was sleepy for a long time, and I had a feeling in my heart, and when the doctor told the Great Prince when he had finished his veins, he was as silent as water, and even those who knew him so well could not see what he was thinking.
Shen Kei doesn’t understand, but I guess we don’t look the same, so ask, “What’s wrong?”
The Grand Prince laughed at her and said, “It’s okay.”
But a smart man like her can’t hide it. The child was displaced when she was two months old.
At that time, I was knocking on the side of the sky and poking at the Crown.
How can this child stay? The great prince is the best heir to the old Khan, and he has not married yet. The child of Shen Kei is his first son. With a Han? How?
Then he’ll grow up, and he’ll ride with iron to crush his mother’s land and kill his mother’s family?
Yes, the son-in-law’s biological mother is also a Han man, half of the blood of the Han, but he was killed by the old Khan immediately after his birth.
That’s it. His Highness is still very interested in Han culture.
The Grand Prince told me he had a point.
However, it turns out that the kite was more balanced than he was, and after assuming that she was pregnant, she herself drank the abortion pill, leaving her child.
The Grand Prince was so angry that she was lying on her bed when she heard the news. She was covered in thin cover and kept up with dignity that we could not see the blood flowing from her lower body.
But she was pale and had no blood on her lips, sweating and wetting her hair on both sides of her cheeks, and she had eyebrows.
The great prince leaned down on her jaw and asked her, “Who makes you so good?”
She smiled at her lips very hard, and she looked at the great prince in silence, and she said, “No, was she born?”
Your Majesty, it’s cold: “Do you deserve to have a child?”
“I just don’t like it when you say it.” Remember, you’re mine, from hair to skin, and you’re not in charge.”
It’s been a while since I saw Shen Fei nod.
Her body was already weak, and the abortion was followed by a period of six months to bring her body back.
The Prince never came to see her again. The Prince is not short of a woman, and warm and soft jade surrounds her side, just like before, but he is not happy at all.
He often stares at a certain void for a long time, without any idea what he is thinking, and sometimes the emotions that are so fast in his eyes are so thin.
I never mentioned a kite in front of him. Nobody mentioned a kite in front of him.
I wish the great prince had forgotten her existence without saying a word.
But one night I came in from outside and saw him standing on the bedside of the kite.
Shen had been mentally ill since she was a child, so she fell asleep in the evening, bowed down close to her, touched her face with her hands, focused on her eyes, and looked at her in a way that I could not understand.
After half a mile, he got up and asked me, “Is she better?”
I masked my shock and looked down: “I’m better, but you know what she’s got to do.”
He said, “Well,” and finally looked at the sleeping kite and walked out.
I look at the kite in my bed, and I sleep with my head in my head, but it’s still beautiful, it’s a fragile beauty, and I remember when the great king was eight years old.
When he was eight years old, he found a kitten, a snow white, a beautiful blue eye, and everyone was saying that the kitty couldn’t survive, but he didn’t believe that he fed it every day.
When the cat opened, it looked good, long white hair, like a cat’s eyes, very cold, but very sticky, and he used to rub his hand, to ask for his hand, and lay quietly on his knees.
Later, the old Khan said that he was holding a cat like this all the time without the savannah warrior, and he lifted it up in front of the great king and stomped it to the ground.
The cat was bleeding from his mouth and his nose, and he was lying on the ground, looking at the great prince in his blue eyes, and then crawling with difficulty, reaching out his pink tongue and licking his boots.
The King looked down at the cat until it stopped breathing at his feet.
The kite was as fragile as this cat, and I looked at her and she was asleep.
She’s just like that cat. She’s something the great king can’t have.
5
Shen Kei asked me why I was so nice to her.
When she asked me that, I was giving her a frying pill, and she was sitting at the foot of the window, and the sun was spilling down from the window, and she was white, so the whole person melted and looked like she was about to disappear.
And I laughed, and I said, “Because you’re a sister,” and she’s a bitch.
I told her that a drought on the grasslands 15 years ago had dried up all water sources, and that pasture had died and livestock had died in large numbers.
Our entire female tribe moved south, and my sister gave me her last sip of water and food on her way, and she ended up with a very serious disease and died of it.
To be honest, we don’t really want to start a war out of our homes, and we have a lot of people who died in the war, but we can’t.
If we are to survive, we must occupy resources southward.
And the love she had for her sister reminds me of my sister. So I couldn’t help but be nice to her, which is within my power.
And I asked her, “You’re willing to come here instead of your sister, and you must have a good relationship?”
Who knows she smiles, she smiles softly, and she has her eyes on her.
She said, “No, I’m jealous of her.”
That was the first and last time we talked about her family, as if something had survived her, and her eyes were shining.
“My health has been bad since I was a child, but my sister is not the same. She’s very good. She goes over walls and fights, and my father teaches her how to shoot and arrows. Every time I sit in the yard, I envy her. With my strength, I can’t pull the bow.
“One time she came to me and asked me if I wanted to go out with her and pick up the eggs, and I was so curious, she went with her, she climbed up the tree to pick up the eggs and baked them for me, and then I got sick.
“I was just standing there, crawling over trees, going into water and making fire. But I was sick and I couldn’t get out of bed.
“You were so guilty, you kept holding my hand by my bed, you slept like you were afraid I was dead.
“But she didn’t know that when she fell asleep, I looked at her and was really, really jealous. Then my father came to me and asked me what happened. I told him that Xiao Hu took me out.
“Then she kneeled for three days, but she was not angry. She came to me on the day she came out to apologize, to look at me, to be relieved, and glad I was finally well.”
She looked at me and she smiled, and she said to me, “So you see, our relationship is no different from the most common sister.”
She lamented: “I have been the focus of attention in my family since I was a child, not going out, not blowing the wind, not riding the horses, not shooting the arrows, like a fragile doll, and then disappears.”
I looked out the window, and the great prince stood still, and the handsome side of his face came over, and he looked at the kite.
But she smiled, and her eyes missed, and she did not see him until he left silently.
Then, after Shen Kei had rest, the Emperor took her to the military training grounds, as if the Cold War had not been in place for so long, so it was natural to make up.
And he wrapped her in a tight and firm place, and took her on horseback, and the wind passed over her, and he was firm.
At the training grounds, he taught Shen kite to shoot arrows, almost keeping the entire person in his arms, pulling out bow strings, saying to her, “It’s all right, I’ll help you pull bows, you take control of the direction, we’ll shoot again.”
Shen’s hand was on the back of his hand holding the bow, and the look on his face was new.
It must be said that Shen’s family was the victim of a few arrows, each of which was shot in the back on a rake, and the last one was the direct target.
Shen was excited to turn around and put her hands on the shoulders of the great prince and asked him, “Do you see?”
The great prince looked at her, and the smile of his lips was as bright as the shadow of light, but soon recovered, and he said, “Seeding.”
She was happy that day and she was laughing on the way back.
There’s no such thing as a big look on his face, but I saw him rubbing his hands between his kite’s waist, and his right hand finger kept knocking on his left hand’s finger.
This means that he is happy at the moment.
Six.
Shen was pregnant for the second time when she came to her daughter in the second year of summer, and the summer of the north was cold. I saw the hand of the great prince covered on the back of the kite.
It’s strange that a man like him can be so careful, but of course he can’t be seen.
He asked Shen kite, “How about being born?”
No matter what the Prince asks her, the kite can’t refuse. If the Emperor wants the child, she can’t live without it.
The kite looked at the great prince with a look and look that I could not understand, and finally I saw her noding and saying, “Yes”.
It is not surprising that she has come to the great prince with a soft, self-serving gesture, as if she had nothing else to think about but to please the great prince and to live.
She began her night and night in the third month of her pregnancy, first with the great prince, and then moved to the royal bank account because of his daily duty.
One night I went in to deliver the evening to the great prince, and saw him lying half on his bed, with the kite lying next to him, holding his shirt tight with my left hand.
She’s been shaking her head like she’s trying to catch something in the air.
I went in with my hands and feet, and watched the great prince shake her, and held her half in my arms, one hand slowly pacing down from her hair, and softly comforting her: “Nothing, don’t be afraid, it’s just a dream.”
The newly awakened kite’s eyes were blinded and appalled, probably for reasons not sober, and then slowly returned to the cage, and I saw her lying in the arms of the Emperor, with her eyelids falling down, making her invisible.
The Great Prince loved his child, who had been making his own cradle for four months.
A whole piece of wood, be careful to grind. I stood behind Shen kite and watched her with the great prince who was grinding wood.
My tone was almost implored, and I said to Shen Kei, “No matter how you look at him, he really meant it to this child. Please, don’t hurt him.”
She didn’t talk, and it took a long time for her to turn around and look at me, and she said to me, “The aunt is worried.”
It’s not that I’m concerned about the recent instability in the front line, the looming war between the women and the beam, the dark tides in the tent, and she’s so smart, I don’t believe she didn’t notice.
Once the war started, God, it was a disaster. I should have persuaded the great prince on the first day of Shen’s life.
But what can I tell him? He was so sober that even I could see Shen Fei’s heart, and I didn’t believe him.
But they kept their mouths shut, and I watched.
When she was eight months pregnant, I went to get a doctor from Han.
Our bank account has its own military doctor, but the Emperor is more thoughtful, she’s still a Han, and she’s weak, and we don’t use the same medicine as the Han, and we have a Han doctor to be safe in case the kite is premature.
When I took the doctor back, the whole camp was on fire. I had a hunch something went wrong.
When he entered the royal camp, where only a few of his close associates were present, there was nothing in the house, and after he sat faceless, he must have had a temper.
There was a man down in the middle of the earth, and there was a bloodbath, and We recognized it as an army of the North before.
She was lying in bed, and she had a big belly, and I looked at her and she laughed.
I stood by him in a state of shock, and I heard him say, “You really think I’m not safe from you?”
The kite closed its eyes and even laughed again, and she said, “I just gambled and lost.”
His Majesty went to her bed, where he saw as much disappointment as pain. He said only one thing: “Sanji is right, not one of us, and his heart is different.”
But I couldn’t care less about what they were saying, and I screamed, pointing at the blood on the bed below the kite, calling out to the doctor, and the kite was preborn.
When she gave birth, I was only able to find out that she had found from the royal army’s accounts a real army and a city plan, and that a former army of the North wanted to pass on the army and the city’s plan in exchange for a day.
She’s too much. The Prince can’t keep her out any more.
There were a lot of people watching her but me. Did she really think that the great prince would love someone without even his own country?
I looked far away at the son of the Grand Prince, the kite’s cry came out of the delivery room, and he sat there faceless and pale, holding in his hand the machete of the city’s plan, because it was too hard, and he fell a drop of blood on his robe, but he was unaware.
Shen had been in pain for three hours, giving birth to a boy — a stillborn child who had barely breathed.
It’s in the cradle the King himself made, like sleeping.
The Great Prince looked at the child for a long time, only far away.
In the end, he went to the bed of the kite and whispered to her, “The child looks like us, looks like you, looks like me, looks like my nose, doesn’t open his eyes, but probably looks like you. If he was alive, he would be handsome when he grew up.”
He said, “Did you do it on purpose? The child died.”
And the kite lay there in weakness, and his eyes looked towards the cradle, and she did not speak, and I saw a tear, perhaps a sweat. Who knows, fell down by her eyebrow, and fell into a pillow towel, silent.
The great prince extended his hand softly and pulled her face apart, and his hand slipped into her neck with his cheeks, with little force.
He said, “Have you ever been serious?” She didn’t talk.
The Prince’s hand was tightened a bit, and she was submissively closed to her eyes, but wondered why, before she suffocated, his hand was loosed. He stood straight and the hand that strangled her was shaking.
The kite coughed heavily, and it subsided for half a day. I saw her looking towards the great prince, and looked at him, and said nothing.
She didn’t say a word until the King turned away.
That’s the last thing they see.
I stood by her in the arms of the child and looked at her, and I said, “I hate you, Shen kite.”
In the end, she sheds a thin tear in her eyes, and she says: “Sanji, can you help me put this child on the banks of the Yellow River, and leave him in the air and let him go down and return to my homeland for me.”
I pushed the kid’s cradle and turned and left. Before I step out, Shen kite calls me.
And I turned my head, and looked at her, and she smiled at me, and she smiled pale, as though at first sight, as though the first spring had sprung in the twirling flowers of the branches, and made people want to put on a glass mask. But I won’t.
She looked at me and she said, “Sorry.”
I never knew why she was sorry to tell me, until a long time later, when she was all dusty.
Because she put the soldiers and the city’s plan in the cradle made by the Emperor himself.
When I put the children in the river, thousands of Shen’s soldiers were hidden beneath the river, waiting for the cradle to follow, for the soldiers in the cradle and for the city’s plans.
I don’t know when she contacted her brother, but I think she’s mean.
She knew that the Grand Prince had not given her any care and protection, that she had deliberately revealed that she thought she had been caught, but that the real soldiers and the city’s plan had been placed in her cradle.
From the moment she got pregnant, she had everything planned.
Count your heart, count your time, and she apologized to me because I put that cradle in the water.
I sent out the women’s real soldiers and city-guards.
I really hate her.
That night, the great prince asked her, heartbrokenly, whether the child had died on purpose.
She didn’t answer, but soon after we all knew it, it was her intention. She was a mean woman.
His Majesty was drunk for three days, and when I went to see him, he was drunk and fortunately was not there.
I saw him smiling in his pale face, and I looked at me and said, “Sanji, she’s a smart woman, isn’t she?”
I turned my head and pretended I didn’t see the depth of pain and suffering in his eyes.
7
A long time later, the Great Prince also died on the battlefield and was shot in the chest by the San brother of Shen Kei, who was the body of his body.
He lay down in peace and quiet, with a sealed crumbling around his neck. I knew it was the ashes of a kite.
After he burned himself, the next day he was ordered to burn her kite’s bones to ashes.
The family of Shen asked him about the remains of the kite many times in the field, and he said they had been fed to the dog, and only I knew that he had placed the ashes of the kite in the majestic fall, with his heart on it.
I don’t think the great prince likes a kite much, and a woman, who likes and forgets the day, is just too deep a wound to be forgotten and painful every time she remembers.
I still can’t help but think of the day when, in the middle of the night, the kite woke up screaming his name in a nightmare, as if it were her talisman.
Later in the evening, every great prince was absent and she needed to hold his robe in order to fall asleep.
So I couldn’t help but ask her, “Do you like the King?”
She did not speak, she was very good at silence, and she was very good at lying, and I did not know if she had loved the great prince, even if she had.
But it’s okay, they’re even.
Author: Drunk Gold.
Heading: “The Bad Day: Nine Songs”
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
