Everyone says the Prince loves the princess and is very sympathetic to my fallen princess. I’m the only one who knows that the concubine is just a front. The prince’s meaning is another woman named Night Photo.
It’s a coincidence. I’m also called late.
One.
In 19 years, there were two major incidents in the court.
First, the fight between the Great Prince and the Three Princes fell to the fore, the Three Princes were declared princes, and the Great Prince was given a title of cynicism and was divided to the south.
The second is the return of his daughter, who has been separated for many years — yes, I am the new daughter of Yan, Mung Creek.
The Emperor wanted to make a happy marriage to the Prince.
My father, who hasn’t seen me for more than three months, is upset that a girl like me should marry a poor son of a bitch, and has been given the gift of marriage, laughing at her beard.
I couldn’t bear to hit him, but I couldn’t help it. I dragged his sleeve and said, “Father, this is a nostalgia.” I’m sorry.
“Why?”
“Your daughter, I was in the palace, and unfortunately I had a relationship with the Emperor. The Crown Prince and the Great Prince are dead. What if he finds out that I’ve been concubines with him? I’m sorry.
Your Highness:
“Father, let’s find a way to get rid of this marriage. I took a picture of the Prime Minister’s shoulder and made very sincere suggestions.
“Aigoo, your Majesty will never give you a wedding back. “Does my son break it?” I’m sorry.
“None. I’m sorry.
“It’s all right. Prince Qin has already packed his things and you’ll never see each other again. I’m sorry. Your Highness took my hand and focused on my words, “O son, if you go to higher places, Song is a prince in your life. I have just found my daughter and I can’t let you marry so far away.” Forget the past. You have to put your eyes on the future emperor. Don’t give up. Daddy will always be your strongest back! I’m sorry.
I want no tears.
I thought I’d never see the Crown Prince again in a year.
But this shield of commerce is too strong, and I was directly sealed, and I created a vicious and vicious room of strangulation — along with General Guo’s daughter, who was said to be the prince.
Yes, they are. I’m that great.
It’s ten miles in red. I entered the house of the Crown, and after worshiping the heavens and the earth, I was brought into a room to sit on a wedding bed, with endless sorrow in my heart.
The most important issue before me now is that, in accordance with the rules, the Prince must stay with me on the night of the grand marriage, compared to how he will deal with the thorny triangle.
It’s gotta meet up.
I waited like a needle. By the time the twilight fits, I sat stiff and the Prince finally came.
The servants retreated with great understanding and closed their doors, leaving us alone. And the two red candles were shaking, and We saw by the cover of their cover, and We saw him, as in the past, as long as they had been.
“I’m Song Ting, your husband. “The Prince is very polite, and he has a self-presentation, with a clear voice and a bit of a smile.
I didn’t consciously sit up straight, and the bed was covered with red dates, peanuts, cinnamon and lotions, and a few of them rolled under me, and my ass hurt. And I squeezed the red pail over my nose and cough, and said, “The concubines are weak, they are tired, they are coughing, they are unable to serve His Highness tonight.” I’m sorry.
The prince took up the scale on the table and approached it with a few words and expectations: “To be a husband and wife, to be a gift.” I’m your husband. You don’t have to be nervous. I’m sorry.
I was struck by his twirling twirling twirled arms, shrunk, and followed the good way: “The water is empty, and His Highness has mercy on the good men of the Wills.” I’m sorry.
Kwok lives in the Aoyagi House. He lives in the river. My hint is obvious. Please pack up and go over there.
Well, there’s a room like mine.
The prince smiled, saying, “The brook is jealous.” Tonight, I’m naturally here with you. Picked the head, drank a drink, you’d have to call my husband. I’m sorry.
I squirt. It’s a terrible man who, in order to secure his prince’s place, can say such a pitiful word to a woman who doesn’t know what she looks like.
Fear fell into his eyes and became a shame, and he laughed, with a little naughtyness, quickly removed the cover of his new wife.
And when my heart came down, I was curious about his reaction, and I looked up and smiled at him.
“I have met His Highness. I’m sorry.
Song Ting looked forward to and excited about the smile so that it was stuck in his face.
Two.
It’s a long story.
This, was my top boss.
The Prince, who can bring down a group of brothers, including the Grand Prince, to this position, naturally needs some extraordinary means. He’s got a secret organization called the Sea Shadow Court, who trains the guards, keeps eyes on them, collects information, sends some beautiful people to the Emperor to work undercover, like me.
Once upon a time, the world was not too peaceful, and my father, a student, ran with the Emperor, built the Great Yan, sealed the Emperor, and found his daughter missing.
I was too young to remember the temperature of my parents’ arms, but I didn’t remember my parents’ names, and I couldn’t find my home and wandered for years.
When I was nine years old, I was picked up by the three princes, Song Tsing, and entered the Sea Shadow Palace, 14 years old, under the name of my mother, and in the presence of his wife and daughter Chen, became one of the most important pieces of chess for the prince.
The Song Emperor is a man of thought, but he has some good money. I’ve been with him for three years and I’ve come to trust.
At my instigation, he became more and more indifferent, and later said that the emperor’s failure to raise him as a prince was incompetent and infuriating. I gave evidence of his previous party membership and misappropriation of the money into the hands of the Prime Minister, who supported the three princes, and broke his dream.
His Majesty declared the Song Emperor His Majesty a King of Kowloon, and the land is sealed in the south. A word of condescending.
The Song Emperor announced that I was one of the ones behind the scenes and asked me to go with him to Lingnan.
I answer, no.
He laughed at himself: “I am now a weak prince, and I am no longer wanted in the North.” I’m sorry.
I am not polite to say, “You have overestimated yourself, and I did not look to you when you were not in trouble. It’s all a show, you’re serious. I’m sorry.
A man who had a child and had a beautiful palace girl who was going to hook up with him.
Besides, I can’t find out who I am. How can I look at a man like that?
By the way, it’s all my dream to be a son of a bitch.
I imagined marrying him, but after seeing this man’s decision, I knew it was too dangerous to love him. I don’t want to be one of 3,000.
As a small woman in the situation around the world, I had planned to go to the sunjacket, hide and name, find a rich man for life, and I didn’t expect to be a relative to my former superior.
It’s a mess.
And the night of the candle in the cave, We stood by the pedal, and the prince sat on the couch, and said with sorrow, ‘I sent for you, and those in the court said, ‘You are dead.’ I’m sorry.
What are you talking about? I told the Prince that I had to kill him, that my father and I had a new name.
It’s like I told him about the Emperor. I’m groaning, and I’m afraid there’s nothing in the world.
And finally, I said, “Your Highness, I am not much of a man to pursue, but to live.” You’re happy to spoil Guo and the children, and you’re happy to have a few concubines, just to keep me warm. I’ll do what the princess has to do. I’ll help you with the house. I’m sorry.
After all, I am now the daughter of the Prime Minister.
Quiet, I heard a low sighs from the Prince.
3
He got up and poured the wine and waved me over.
“We’re going to have a drink and we’re going to have a drink.” I’m sorry.
“The rules must not be broken. I’m sorry.
The Prince has always been pragmatic and has done nothing superfluous, and “rules” must have a different purpose. It’s a good rule to make the Emperor think that the son is a good prince, that the prince must be a wise man in the future, and that he can be a gentleman when he cheats.
After having had a drink, the prince systematically removes the layer of the mattresses of the bed, rounding with fruit like guacamole. I don’t know what I can do to help. I picked up a couple of guacamole to eat. It’s sweet.
The after-sight saw him pull a white plaque out of the pillow and lay it on the bed, and I had a bad feeling about it.
“Your Highness? Are you serious? I’m sorry.
The Prince smiled without saying anything and sat on the bedside waiting for me. I hesitated for a moment to crush a cinnamon shell so I moved it so badly: “Your Highness, isn’t that right? I’m sorry.
The prince smiled with grace: “It makes sense. I’m sorry.
And We sat in front of the couch, and he leaned, and soft lips were over my lips, slow, unstoppable, and deep and long.
It was just a kiss, and I overbreathed, and I thought, well, it was the Prince who changed our identities so quickly that he could adapt so quickly.
He buried his head on my shoulder, and he laughed, “You fool, breathe with your nose.” I’m sorry.
I was embarrassed to ignore him. And he kisses me all the way around my neck, and my skin, itchy, cold…
What? I looked down and the button in front of me had been chewed off.
That’s not good! I pushed him out of the way, and then I said, “It’s time to stop.” Think about it, add, “You said it. I’m sorry.
The prince seemed a little unhappy, but he laughed deeper, and said, ‘This is what taught you to guard against other men, not just husbands.’ I’m sorry.
He reached out to my head with his left hand, and continued to kiss, and I was blinded by a kiss, and I was lost in the feeling that his right hand had climbed on my waist, and his two fingers had caught me in my skirt, and he had only a few silences, and all the buttons were killed. I’m crying in my heart — it’s expensive!
And the next day, I rose up with my back, and my heart was filled with obscurity: “The great prince, who knew nothing of his face, and who was not so close to her, was a hungry wolf.”
And even worse, this morning, he thought I was awake, holding me in my arms, whispering, saying, “Hashiyama, you are finally my wife,” and he left a kiss on my forehead.
When did he get so gentle? Is this what the Crown Prince can do? I was shocked by Song Tide’s fine acting and I kept pretending to sleep for a while.
When I went to the palace, changed my clothes to meet the Emperor, I dragged the Prince’s sleeve in the carriage, and asked: “Your Highness, give me a word. Will I stay or not?” I’m sorry.
The Prince was very shocked, and he expressed the hope that I would take my place. Mt. Mt. brook, the daughter of the Prime Minister, the princess, the mother of the future, and not the daughter of the dead who can decide.
I scratched my head and laughed at him.
Whether he’s true or false, I can live.
4
It is said that it is not easy to eat with a prince like a tiger. I used to be an undercover, learning a lot of stuff. The Prince seemed to really want me to be a princess and to bring me a few gentlemen to teach me, so I spent the whole day on the morning drawings, the afternoon readings and the evening writings.
The Prince left me in the middle of something, and he was so happy that he loved him.
I can’t help but look in the direction of the Aoyagi House every day, after a busy day, when the sunset melts and the twilight clouds merge. I hear the sound of the music, the laughs coming through the wall.
We said, “I envy them, they still have time for purgatory.” I’m sorry.
“This month, Your Highness has only come to us twice, for the first time you have said that you did not pay your dues, etc., and for the second time you have kept your book in your mouth and asked your Highness. Your Highness, it’s too late if you don’t win! I’m sorry.
I’m groaning that the little girl’s eyes are too short, that the princess has fallen upon a Kwok, and that there will be 3,000 Lee Wang Zhang Zhang waiting for me.
After three months of hard work and breaking up two calculations, I can finally take the lead. All the Prince’s accounts must be clean, and I shall see them myself. I would also like to invite Mrs. Kyouta to perform a wide range of social activities to see the situation in the Democratic People ‘ s Republic of Korea in her words and deeds.
Song Ting saw my housekeeper and gave me the sea shading in his hand. I was a member of this organization, and now I’m in a great mood.
I have placed informants all over the country, who receive hundreds of messages every day, as the Ministry of the Interior, Sang-sun, who have recently received concubines, and as far as Tian Shui County, who have not received the relief money as scheduled. I want to read all the information before dinner, sort the information in the face-to-face situation, and then give the Crown Prince the most important thing.
In the eyes of others, the Prince, though fond of Kwok, respected the Princess very much and insisted that she should have dinner with her daily.
I never understood women in the deep house, like Kwok, the Prince spends half a month at the Aoyagi House, and has at least 10 more days on duty for the rest of the month.
I’m a little chilly and I have to drink cinnamon tea for the winter. There are more than a dozen cinnamon trees planted in the Dan Cinnamon House, full of orange reds and fragrances in the autumn, and I have ordered many of the cinnamon made for tea.
She bought my yard and put chronic poison in her tea. It’s a secret, but unfortunately, I’ve learned to cook. I know there’s something else in the cinnamon.
I deliberately failed to say that winter was boring, and I invited her to tea for the first three days with my sister’s affection, one of whom told her: “What a wonderful tea! It’s fragrance, it’s cold. I made it for my sister, but she doesn’t drink it. I’m sorry.
She can’t get away with it.
I smiled, and I looked at her and threw the tea in her hand on the floor, and I slit her dress.
I said, “Sister Guo, I’m just going to be polite this time. If you give me more than 10 times the next time.” I’m sorry.
Kwok has lost face and fled.
I’m laughter.
What about the daughter of the general? I was on the streets at the age of four, crawled from dead to dead at the age of nine, entered the court as the best undercover man at the age of 14, sent the future prince to Lingnan at the age of 17, and became a true princess at the age of 18. What do you want to fight with me?
Then she came back to me a few times and I blocked her back. Song Ting wanted to beat her up, I didn’t let her. I had to make some changes in my life. And he closed his eyes.
5
Days have passed half a year and the end of the year.
The first snowfall of the year came late. At the beginning of the month, on the third of the month, I woke up in the middle of the night and heard a noise outside the window, and then I went out of bed and looked down on the window.
It’s dark out there, and there’s snow on it. When the wind blows, the snow from the Dancin tree falls and falls into the snow.
Song Dixon sleeps so shallow, I’m scared, I’m out of bed with a blanket, standing behind me and hugging me, and a thick blanket wraps us both.
“How long has it been snowing?” I’m sorry.
“Two hours. I’m sorry.
He was silent and whispered: “Since seven years ago, it was the first three months of Raa, and on a snowy day, you stood under a guacamole, and snowflake fell upon you, even with white eyebrows. I’m sorry.
I laughed. Seven years ago I was just one of dozens of young girls in the Sea Shadow Palace, hard for him to remember.
The shoulder was held and then a soft kiss fell, like snowflake that year, covering every inch of my face.
He held me in the head, rubbed me in the red nostrils.
Are you cold, brook?
In fact, I hate the way he is, saying, “Your Majesty, I am not cold, but I know that your sister is not cold alone.” I’m sorry.
His smile is stiff.
I turned my head and asked him, “Isn’t your sister Kwok the one you wanted?” I’m sorry.
Song Ting slanted me and didn’t want to answer my stupid question. My heart is full of rumours and curiosity: “So the Kwok family released the news that you love Guo Guo?” Or yourself?”
General Guo followed the Emperor for many years and made his daughter a queen. The Emperor could not have understood his tactics, but it was irrelevant whether the Crown Prince liked Ms. Guo or not, and it was General Guo who was willing to support the next monarch.
“And We sent the Book to the House of Lords before you and Mr. Guo came to us, saying, “For the sake of the world, we will be the masters.” I’m sorry.
I should not have taken the position of Crown Princess so easily. The Prince is a reminder to His Majesty that there will be an army.
General Guo is the first martial artsman, and my father is the head of the Mansion, and he is the only one who supports them. But how can we be safe on the way to the throne?
After dawn, the Prince left, and Moon Shu gave me a bowl of shelter soup, and I drank clean as usual. “Mother, why do you have to? What if Kwok got pregnant first? I’m sorry.
I sat in front of the window with the fox of the prince’s bounty, and it was warm.
“Not yet. I’m sorry.
I have heard this many times, but I have never believed it. What is the point of having a three-year-old son? He turned his head and was sent to the palace of Zhou Deok-won, but he was born for nothing.
I can’t let this happen to myself. It’s not enough to have my father’s strong back. I have to make myself valuable to Song Ting.
There are more women willing to give him children than I need one, but only one of the princesses who can help him to make his way to God. It’s not too late, kid.
Six.
And after the spring, a flower of almonds was right in the garden, and it was rare to spare, and We sat under a tree with a book.
And the prince came and sat with me for a moment, and suddenly came to me, and said, “In the shadow of almonds, the most appropriate is the flute. Cloudy, take my flute. I’m sorry.
The clouds have taken the jade flute.
The Prince’s flute is very good, but the song is a little chilly, and it’s a little fragrance. I lay on a garden chair, and spread a book over my face, and waited for a song, and asked him, “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
And he whispered, and said: “Woe to him if a good wife draws paper as a chess board, and a child picks stones as a chess board, and talks about a game with his hands.” I’m sorry.
I couldn’t understand him if I hadn’t been reading poetry lately. In the direction of the Aoyagi House, I say, “Go to the Aoyagi House and see if your sister will give you a baby.” I’m sorry.
Actually, I know that he won’t let Kwok get pregnant. General Guo, who joined the Emperor in the army to overthrow the corrupt previous dynasty, is now the master of the world. General Guo is subservient to others and is afraid of dissent.
If Guo had a child, General Guo would surely accompany his grandson. By that time, my life and that of Song Ting will probably not be better.
He took the book on my face and looked me in the eye: “What about you?” I’m sorry.
I’m silent.
The almonds were as snow, so the young and handsome looked at me with their eyes full of love, and swayed me with water: “Farey, our children must be wise.” I’m sorry.
The almonds fell for days, they started to grow leaves, and when I saw the almonds, I felt sad.
Song Ting asked if I’d like to. Did he find out I was wearing shelter soup? Find out why you didn’t yell at me? If you don’t find out, why don’t you think about it?
I still didn’t come up with an apricot on the branch. But the Prince has no time for me, because the Emperor is ill, confused and sober, and he has to deal with most of his business and is too busy.
Guo was bored for a few days and went back to his mother’s house.
See, the concubine is comfortable, and if he wishes to go home, then it is incumbent upon me, as a princess, to enter the palace and become ill.
All things are done by the palaces, but We do not guard in their bedrooms to show the prince’s piety.
Occasionally, he heard the Emperor sometimes calling the Queen by the Queen’s name. He’s got hundreds of wives in his life, and he can’t let go of him in the end.
Unfortunately, the woman he couldn’t leave behind, the birth mother of the Crown Prince, had gone for 10 years.
One day, when she came out of the Twilight Temple, she met Mrs. Chen, who looked at my face and cried out, “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
And We saluted: “I have seen the Lady of the Princess, and the concubine is the Princess of the Prince, and the merchant woman of the brook. I’m sorry.
She wasn’t very nice to me. She couldn’t have been my daughter. She would’ve killed me if she hadn’t been protecting me. After the Emperor failed, I refused to go to Lingnan, and Princess Chen nearly succeeded.
That night, I took a carriage back to the Prince’s house and was stopped. I lamented that after such a long period of time, Princess Chen was becoming Mrs. Chen, and she was still on her way.
A long, blindfolded road was thrown into a room. The place where I was being held was a woodhouse, a bad smell that should have been used for a long time. I was tied up and thrown on wood.
I waited in peace.
I don’t know how long it’s been since the door was opened, and I sense someone getting close. When he did not speak, I cleared my voice and said, “Bold, do you know who I am? I’m sorry.
In a dark house, where black cloths are torn down, it should be before me that King Song, King Qingnan, declared, looked at me, “Who are you?” Are you with my beloved Quizumi, or are you about to be crowned by the Mother? I’m sorry.
“Your Highness! I knew it was him, but I’d have to dress up. “Go back and let Song die know you’re in the capital!” I’m sorry.
A flash of cold, a dagger on my neck. He laughed, “When will it be?” Jungle Hill, you shit! You know, how many times I’ve had my dreams turned upside down, and I’ve tried to cut your neck. I’m sorry.
I’d rather believe that he thought of the throne when he couldn’t sleep at night. Jokes, if Song Dynasty is such a lover, he’ll risk his life for a woman’s betrayal and he won’t be worthy of Song Dynasty’s rival. He must have tried.
Nor can it be difficult to guess that nothing is more than overthrowing the Prince himself while the Emperor is ill and unstable.
He didn’t arrest me because I had a long love with him, but because I was the wife of Song Dixon, Mt.
And We cried over the eyelashes, and We said, “I am one of the abandoned daughters of the Majilis, and I am not the chosen one.” A year into the Crown Prince’s house, a long time ago. Sage is ill, and the north knows its own sins, and does not ask for forgiveness from His Highness, but peace for His Highness. I’m sorry.
The Song Emperor vowed to stand by me for a moment, the dagger went down and cut the rope.
7
The Song Emperor was busy planning to come and visit me at least once a day, trying to trap me. I’m talking to him, I’m talking to him, I’m talking to him. It’s a good meal. I can barely stay.
On the 10th day, I was making the grass, and there was a commotion. I know, the Prince finally came.
Song Dynasty came in and grabbed me and the dagger was on my neck again. I was dragged by him to stand up and made a sincere suggestion: “Your Majesty, go and kidnap Guo and the children. The Prince cares for her, and General Guo has military power.” I’m sorry.
He said, “Did you reveal where I am?” How did you get the message? I’m sorry.
“You’re really looking at me. “I am humbled, but I say in my heart, Song Emperor, you underestimate me, and you never knew what I was.
And I am not a weed that is swaying in the flood of the battle, nor a weak woman that you two men have taken. What I have to do, it’s the rudder.
Arrest me is the only wrong move you’ve made in this conspiracy, and it’s your death.
The Prince appeared in front of him, with a long sword in his hand and blood. At this moment, the most appropriate thing he should do is to take away the King, regardless of my safety, but he says, “Song Emperor, you let her go.” I’m sorry.
Song Dynasty made a laugh: “Som Dynasty, you care about her!” Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, I finally found you. Kwok stayed alive for a year, and I knew that the man in your heart was her, Mung Creek Hill. I’m sorry.
My name was gnawed out and the dagger was bleeding on the neck. When the shadow of death casts over me, I slowly lift my hand on Song’s face and cry to him, “Sun…”
I don’t know if I’m a prince, but I know Song can’t kill me. He’s rich, he’s connected, he can’t fight like a prince.
And while he was in a trance, I spilled my medicine, and I broke out, and the Prince came and took me into my arms.
Song Dynasty quickly cut off his skin with a dagger, kept awake and ordered: “Kill!” I’m sorry.
I was kept in the custody of the Song Emperor for many days, and it was no longer easy for me to hide a quantity of the drug. The Prince holds me in his left hand, and his right hand is ten years old.
A sword came at me, and I couldn’t hide, and he turned around me, and the warm embrace cut off the fighting and blood, and I heard him humming.
I know, I won.
It was not Song Emperor who won, but when he was the prince of the future, Song Emperor.
At the beginning of April of 20, General Guo, in collaboration with Prince Qin, launched a mutiny with the intention of building a new emperor while the Emperor was ill.
The Prince was wise and aware of the fact that he had deployed his troops in secret while sending men to search for the whereabouts of the Prince. In order to avoid disturbances, the matter could not be a shock to the people, and I sent half of the people of the Sea Shadow Palace to spy on it.
The Song Emperor has hidden himself, searching for nothing for days. I bumped into Mrs. Chen on purpose and made a move to draw a snake out of the hole, and then a move into the tiger’s den.
Song Dynasty was watching, and the people who held me in custody were not able to stop me. The prince soon learned where the rebels were.
After a few days, the time was ripe for the Prince to release false information to the Song Emperor under the cover of General Guo, to force him to force the palace and then to capture the Princely Party in the name of rebellion.
The news came to Guo’s capital, where General Guo wanted to bring military aid, and his gentle and gentle daughter, who had uncovered a man’s skin mask, revealed a strange face and told him that your true daughter was still held hostage by the Prince and that she would die if you entered the palace.
When things calmed down, I asked the Prince why General Guo would cooperate with him?
“He wants a puppet emperor, I can’t; he wants a grandson with his blood to be the future prince, and I can’t give it.” I’m sorry.
On balance, General Guo chose Prince Zhong as the object of cooperation. Prior to the incident, he had sent someone to pick up the Guo and the children, but he had no idea that Song Ting had already stolen the beams and that his only daughter had been taken hostage.
“We sent a star to serve Guo for more than a year, and she observed day and night, imitating the best of Guo, and kept it from General Guo for a while. Besides, he’s too busy with rebellion to take care of anything else. “The Prince is narrating me with pills on my neck.
General Guo chose not to move, but to do his best to plan for many days of defeat. The Prince has denigrated the Song Emperor on charges of treason.
I remember Song Tsing saying that Kwok is a widow, and I’m trying to ask, “Isn’t Kwok’s sister going to die?” I’m sorry.
He’s uh-huh.
I was horrified, and I imagined that two people in the Aoyagi house were covering the night with pure chats, and they couldn’t help but feel sorry for Kwok.
That’s why she wants to eat me alive…
8
I wonder, “Why don’t you touch her?” Don’t want her to have kids? There’s a way, but it’s not like you choke.”
Song Ting said, “The Kwok’s heart is not right, he talks too much, he talks too little, he doesn’t know much, and I don’t like it. I’m sorry.
I doubt I’ve heard you wrong, Prince. Which one is not for big business? He said he didn’t like it? I became more confused: “It’s not all for the throne, it’s nothing to like. Besides, you don’t like her running to the Aoyagi every day? I’m sorry.
“It is natural to fight for the throne by its own means, and what is the difference between a prince and a whore? “As for going to the Aoyagi House, it’s natural to create the illusion that I love Kwok and keep you safe.” I’m sorry.
I don’t have words to choke. Song Dynasty is going to rebel. Am I the one who kidnapped him?
“If I had not found Song, I would have settled the rebellion, and you would not have been in danger. “The gauze wrapped around his neck, and he groaned and groaned with pity, and said, “Poor for this neck.” I’m sorry.
“Don’t go into the tiger’s den? I’m sure I won’t die. I took the medicine, I reached out and grabbed his clothes for him, the knife on my back, and a long wound was visible and shocking, and “You shouldn’t have let Song go of me.” I’m sorry.
“I can’t take his thoughts and dare not take the risk.” I’m sorry.
And I was slow, and I bowed my head: “That is better than your own. What if something happens to you?” The more you care about me, the more you can do it. I’m sorry.
I don’t really care about the world. I just want to know why he took the knife.
He turned around and looked at me, and his eyebrow swung, and he said, “How can you be so sure of Song? Are you sure he won’t kill you?”
I tied him up.
“Don’t worry, there’s no risk in making a big deal. * I’m naturally not sure, but I have to do a great job so that Song Ting can respect me for the rest of his life in order to be in the Queen’s seat.
But he took my wrists and asked me, “Do you still have a love for Song? I’m sorry.
Is this a suspicion of collusion between me and the King? And I was busy gushing a bond: “The prince knows that the brook is only with you, and he has no desire. I’m sorry.
“But–you called him Xing that day. “The Prince took my hand and put it on his chest, and said, “You only call me Prince.” I’m sorry.
I’m freezing.
I’m being loyal, and he’s jealous?
‘I have had to walk this path, and I regret only one thing.’ I shouldn’t have sent you to Princess Chan. I shouldn’t have let you meet Song Emperor. I’m sorry.
I smiled: “Don’t worry, I can’t look at a fool like Song’s. The man whom I admire must have the wisdom and the spirit of the King. I’m sorry.
I’m a pedigree for royal power. How can the Song Emperor open a few sweet words in the Sea Shadow Palace?
But he was still unhappy and dragged me into his arms, and his chin was on my head, and he asked me, “Why didn’t you ask me for help when the Princess Chen sent you to kill?” I’m sorry.
Why?
Why do you stay with him? I’d rather leave than be dealt with by him. I’ll have a new name and start a new life.
I didn’t think I’d turn around and marry the prince again. I spent more than a year with Song Ting, and I’ve been working hard.
It was about my hard work that moved the Prince, who held me and said, “Don’t do this again. I can’t leave you. I’m sorry.
9
At the beginning of September, Song Ting was king, I was queen and my father was minister, and General Guo returned home.
Guo and the children left the palace at their request, and I sent Miss Guo for Song Ting. And it was the first autumn, and the sky was high, and I wished her, with twelve cents of goodwill, that she might find her happiness in the heavens and the earth, and she scorned me.
“Huh, Mt. Creek, don’t be so surprised. King, he doesn’t like me and he doesn’t like you. I’m sorry.
I wondered if Song Tsing liked me on this question, and if I didn’t want to answer it, I gave her two sentences and took her to the carriage. When she saw me not believing, she said in my ear: “Do you know that there is a man in His Majesty? I’m sorry.
I’m interested, “Oh? Who? I’m sorry.
“No one knows this, and I heard His Majesty shout in his sleep only once, but I heard it clearly. He called for a night photo. I whispered to him, he told me that the evening picture was your favorite girl, who died. I’m sorry.
I don’t have words to choke. What are you talking about?
“If she’s alive, you can still hope for her one day; but she’s dead, and she’s the eternal dream of His Majesty. “I’m smarter than you, and I’ve read your thoughts. I’m sorry.
“As soon as I entered the palace, I could not escape. Then wish Miss Guo all the best. I’m sorry.
I waved and watched the wagon go away.
A group of flying birds ran through the sky and became small in the blue sky. I stood in front of the palace for a long time, watching the sun set west, and the radiant evenings covered in the sky.
And suddenly I remember 10 years ago, in the autumn, also around, I was poor, and I was crumbling in dirty clothes in the saloons around the corner, fearing the approaching winter.
When the young man in the coat passed by, he hurriedly glanced, and the horse turned back and stopped before me, saying, “Who are you?” I’m sorry.
And I look up and look at him, and the sun’s afters are as platinum and he is full of gold, and a handsome eye is shining in the glitter.
I said I don’t have a name.
He said, “I’ll give you a name. I’m sorry.
We asked: “What is your name?”
“I’m Song Dixon. He reached out to me: “Come home with me, I won’t let you starve again.” I’m sorry.
His Majesty was a wise man, rich and rich and able to promise, but for a young girl who lived on the streets, he said to eat well.
I swallowed the saliva, got up, came close, grabbed his warm and clean palms with dirty little hands.
I’m no longer a vagrant, I have many names. I’m the Dark Guard at night. I’m the Miyagi girl. I’m the Prime Minister’s daughter, Mt.
I’m one of Song Dixon’s men.
Yuncheng is the bodyguard of Song Til-chul, and he is a member of the Sea Shadow Palace, my colleague. Then We whispered to him what Ms. Guo had said, and it took him a long time to solemnly say: “I am not a liar.” I’m sorry.
He told me to take the photo later than the Queen. He spoke to the Queen’s Queen in his capacity as the Emperor’s bodyguard, but rather as a cloud.
There are some words that I cannot tell, but I have guessed. The man who was sent to kill me by Princess Chen has been bought by Song Ting, and the Prime Minister received information from him before he knew where his daughter was, as did the Emperor, who was responsible for the marriage of the bride.
I’ve been in his palm all along.
But he said he was afraid of losing me.
What he regretted was not that I was going to get close to Song Dion, but that he made me a too cold knife. He never mentioned the name “night photos” in front of me, and probably didn’t want me to think, once, that I was his knife.
I’m a cold man who won’t fall in love with anyone. There is only one person, who has been blind since he was nine years old, and who has not been separated.
He is the deepest of my heart, and I do not dare to entrust him with a single heart. I saluted him and valued him with him, but never dared to say that I loved him.
“Your Majesty, you are the queen of the mother, and His Majesty treats you best. The Queen of the Independent Sun looked sad and tried to comfort me, “It’s too late to go back to the palace earlier.” I’m sorry.
I smiled and threw my sleeves and turned back to the palace.
Before entering the phoenix, the fragrance smelled of guacamole, like in the Moon Cuillium, with the wind blowing down, and all the trees of autumn.
The candles were burning in the court, and Song Tide set up dinner for me, and a small stone table with a few of my favorite foods, like that of many ordinary couples in the world.
I sat by Song Til, and he poured a glass of wine for me, and I toasted: “It has been a long and busy day, and I have not yet been able to congratulate His Majesty on what he had hoped for. I’m sorry.
And he raised a cup with a smile: “I also wish the Queen a true wish and a host of the earth. I’m sorry.
The whole world? My heart is full of joy, and my mouth says, “Hey, what does His Majesty say?” I’m sorry.
Song Ting held my hand: “The world is full of people and the country is happy.” This is my world and yours. You are not like the women around you. The court is large, but it is not right to trap you. Then I’ll be Ming-ju and you’ll be the queen. I’m sorry.
He is willing to share with me not only a small piece of land in the sixth house of the three palaces, but also the vast heavens and the earth, the river of the embroidery.
And I held his hand and laughed, “Well, let’s work hard to make a good word of the love of men and women.” I’m sorry.
Ten times.
The first thing that happened after Song Dixon became the prince was to pay a visit to the Emperor, to thank him for his years of teaching, and to ask him to send someone to save a palace girl.
“After that, she was a business girl. I’m sorry.
The minister of commerce, with his beard, asked: “What good is there?” Why did you give me a daughter? I’m sorry.
“Sir is joking. It is not a secret that this woman is one of those whom Our heart pleases, and I wish to take a proper wife. She’s also a brilliant woman with the power of six palaces and a mother. I want to give her an identity. I’m sorry.
It would be nice to have a little girl at home.
“I’ll take my last name when I’m in the palace.” I’m sorry.
“She used to call it a night photo. I’m sorry.
At the time of her first encounter, she sat in front of a pile of saloon flowers, covered in mudslides, but she could not hide a beautiful pair of eyes. The young man immediately thought of the phrase: “Silver the sun for the sake of the king and leave a photo of the flowers at night.”
Not on the side, just for a moment.
“At the end of the day, call for a evening photo?”
“No, we need a new name. I’ve already figured it out. “Song Tide’s pen, write the word `Hashiyama’.”
I see the king, the mountains are beautiful.
The first thing that happened after his accession to the throne was to pay a visit to the chamber of commerce, and to go to the library to help him: “Sir, the Chinese have been urging me to marry you, and I’ve had a headache. I’m sorry.
He asked himself to leave the palace, and now only the queens are serving the kings in the palace.
“Your Majesty, are you really not going to take advantage of her?” I’m sorry.
“I am not like an ordinary woman, but I have raised her too smart to buy and sell. I want her to be the only one with all her heart, and I’ll replace her with myself. Song Ting-ho, “And besides, I’ve had a headache before, and I don’t want anyone else. The palace is wide open, the queen is enough. I’m sorry.
Three years in autumn, the first child after the emperor was born, a little prince. During the full moon’s feast, the Prime Minister came to see it. The Emperor rejoiced like a child with candy, rounded up his little prince and made him laugh, “This is your grandfather, call him! I’m sorry.
“I didn’t think I’d find a cheap grandfather.” I’m sorry.
The Queen came out of the screen with the maid’s help, and the Chancellor’s secret was bad, and he slipped and laughed. The Queen was not surprised but looked at the Emperor smiles softly.
She’s a smart woman who knows when to play dumb. But his mind, she understood. Record number: YX11Wga1k9D
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
