Father wanted me to go to the palace for my sister.
And I spat, and I bowed to him, and I bowed to him,
“Father, fuck yourself. I’m sorry.
“Two flowers, what are you saying?” His old face was full of confusion.
I looked low and my face soft: “A daughter will.” I’m sorry.
And then my age went from 13 to 16, and even the nurse who picked me up home was inexplicably raised to an equal wife, and I was turned into Shen’s eldest daughter.
By the way, the name changed.
It turns out I’m Shen’s second daughter, so the nurse named me Shen Sihua. My father was afraid that since I became the eldest daughter, the Emperor would have asked me why I was called a flower instead of a flower.
“What do you want to change your name? He asked me, “Smuggle a smile from a father and son.”
I’ve had a hard time swinging my hand and playing a weedy role that I’ve never been to school since I was a kid.
“Shen-hwa-chan. * He beats his head. *
“Same name as the Princess. “I’m going to rebut it with a small voice.
“Sun Flower Moon. He continues to slap his head.
“The queen has a moon in her maiden name. I’m sorry.
“Sent Flower Forest. He seems to be satisfied with this, but this time he’s got a little bit of a headshot.
“What? I looked up at him.
Did you forget your mother’s name?
He thought about it all of a sudden, and he said, “No. I’m sorry.
“The bride and daughter should be named by each generation. My sister’s name is Shen Feiyan. I remind you.
“She’s not your sister. Oh, you’re the eldest. “My father dropped his hand and started rubbing his nose.” I’m sorry.
♪ I can’t ♪ Why are you still talking to Hana? The point is you don’t even know what you’re wearing.
I had to keep whispering: “It may not be right for the late Emperor to write a flight order for the last spring. I’m sorry.
My father was silent and coughed twice.
And it was probably said, “You don’t read every day, but you know a lot of secrecy.” I’m sorry.
I’m not whispering, but I have a white eye in my heart, and you don’t know a thing about culture, and sooner or later you lose your head.
“What’s your name? He’s probably really lazy.
“Fly Sakura it. I’m sorry.
…I actually want to call Fai-lone in heaven.
Three days later, I was brought into the palace. There’s a new yard called Sakura in the palace. It’s not too big, it’s not in the right place. The Emperor probably thought it would fit my new name.
Thanks to my father’s age, I wouldn’t even be called Shen to live in Sakura.
In any case, I’m one of the best officials in the new court, but my father is two older than my father, Gu Ji-chun and Fang Kizuki, but she’s just a girl.
…Doesn’t her father know there’s a moon in her name? It’s because she’s a big girl.
The Emperor has followed the rules. On the first night of his arrival, he went with the Queen. The next night, he fell asleep, followed by the third day of the month, and he slept in a very standard order according to his father ‘ s rank.
I guess it’s my turn to dress myself nice and serious, and this afternoon there’s a funny old eunuch who asked me to dinner with the Emperor.
I must say, it’s good. But I’ve always been used to eating and eating, but the Emperor chews and chews and doesn’t slit his eyes, as if he was writing six words in his head.
I wanted to say hello to him, so I put it in blackmule.
Black.
I got him a date.
Date.
I got him a piece of duck.
Duck.
He took it all on his own, not only didn’t fix me food, not even a thank you.
After he had finished, he purified his mouth and washed his mouth, and then asked for my bath.
..I actually felt that they were not waiting for me to bathe, but took me to wash it and then made it out again.
This procedure is very confusing to me. Does the Emperor want to sleep every night smell like a smell?
I was taken out of my nightgown after taking a bath and poked out the familiar smile eunuch and asked my questions.
I don’t think this eunuch is fit to live in the palace.
He told me very frankly that I was the only one who had been brushed with spices because the Emperor didn’t like the smell of rosemary cream on me.
Oh, that’s my fine-chosen cream.
I sat across the Emperor in my thin, narrow nightgown with little steps.
“What would you do?” He asked me.
Oh, yes, as if my lady had mentioned to me, I had a biwako in her bed, and Fong was dancing.
What would I…
I can give him two poems.
But in case I carry a poem he doesn’t know, does he really think I’m reading books?
And I thought about it, and I said to him, “The concubine eats hot.” I’m sorry.
Your Majesty.
“Are you really 16? I thought you were just smaller, why?
Why is your mind like a child?
“Forget it. “The Emperor is swinging. “What’s your name? I’m sorry.
Shen Fei Sakura. I’m sorry.
“Good. “He nodded his head, and it was probably hard to find something that would exaggerate me.
I thanked you, and then the room fell into awkward silence.
“Your Majesty, you have a nice bed curtain. “I’m looking for something, and I’m suggesting that we should do something.
“It’s Jin Jin. He explains it like he took me on a tour of the palace.
“Oh oh oh. I’m sorry.
Is he not? Or is my rosemary not washed?
I lifted my arm and smelled it.
Nothing. Then I looked at him in depth. It’s a terrible story.
He pointed to my pyjamas: “This is a good embroidery. I’m sorry.
♪ I can’t ♪ He doesn’t think I did it, does he?
I said, “Well, well, that’s what the gentleman just gave me. I’m sorry.
“Oh,” he didn’t give up. “Do you embroidered? I’m sorry.
What do you mean, I don’t have any special skills and you’re not happy to sleep with me?
“I won’t. “I’m ashamed and I’m scolding. I thought I had escaped from modern times and had to go to school.
He looked at me, “You’re special.” I’m sorry.
Well, you’re special too. I grunted in my heart and shrunk like a quail.
And he looked at me with mercy: “There is nothing you can do, and it is hard to be flattered. I’m sorry.
“I’m actually good at math. I’m sorry.
“Oh, oh, can you tell your fortune?”
♪ I can’t ♪ I’m holding up. Do I count you as 111 plus 139?
“Looking at the palms?” He put his hand in front of me. If I drop a little turd in my nostrils at this point, he’ll be right in the eye.
‘Not the art of the enchantment. The number. I’m sorry.
“Oh, oh, oh. The Emperor says: I don’t think he heard the word math, but I’m sorry to be blunt.
I was just about to turn things around, and I didn’t think he knew what was wrong, and he went on to say, “The emperor didn’t say that to me, I don’t know.” I’m sorry.
Yo ho.
Grandma will let you know today.
I smiled in my heart, but on my face I was tender.
“If the Emperor is curious, the concubine is ashamed. I’m sorry.
He’s nodding his head, and he’s got a little desire to know.
Does the Emperor know the score?
He shook his head: “Yes, but the emperor did not teach.” I’m sorry.
Yes, the Emperor shouldn’t have to learn that.
And there were four fine little pineapples on the side of the plate, and I squeezed one of them and put it back in half, pointing to half of it: “If you take a pineapple as one, this is one of them. I’m sorry.
“Oh. He seems to understand very quickly.
“If you take a plate of pineapples as one, that’s one in eight. I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
“Unit one is the most important concept of the fraction, and without unit one the fraction cannot be specified. And then every time you try to solve a problem with a score, you ask yourself — “I’m laughing mysteriously, “Is there one? I’m sorry.
“Oh, oh, oh. * He listens very carefully *
“One half of a pineapple is one half, one half of which is one quarter, and one half of which is one half, and one half of which is one eighth…” And I’m making pineapple, licking the crumbs on my hands from time to time, and there’s a strange light flashing through my eyebrow. I’m sorry.
He blinked and blinked.
I don’t know.
In any case, when the Emperor began to figure out his own course for peace, it was three times more. I’m so sleepy I can’t sleep on the table.
“You get some sleep. He pointed to the fingerbed.
And I had a yawn, and I said, “No, no, no, no, no. It’s not good to sleep alone in the first bed.” I’m sorry.
“Well,” he said, “Yeah. I’m sorry.
…?
“Is the Emperor not sleepy?”
And he shakes his head, and continues to think about the sum of the number: “Sometimes I will be late.” I’m sorry.
“Oh, oh, my God. * I’ve had another yawning and I’ve been lying on the table. *
By the time the Emperor opened his eyes, the paper in front of him was filled with dense little words.
“Hmm? I rubbed my eyes and I said, “Oh, so many, what is this? I’m sorry.
His head was not lifted, he was light: “Estimate the circle rate with the number of sines and cosines. I’m sorry.
And I looked black, and my skin was numb, and I fell out of my mouth.
…and then I woke up.
The Emperor looked at me with his face and looked at the numbers written by his fingers. His fingers were still poking in the tea and staring at me.
“What did you just say? I’m sorry.
“Break in the nest, which is, uh, my concubine thinks this table is a little hard, like a bird sleeping on an egg in a nest. I’m sorry.
“Oh. I’m sorry.
“Your Majesty, let’s sleep. * I’m so angry. * Probably in order to prevent the Emperor from sleeping in the middle of the day and not changing the tempo, he had no place to sleep except his bed, especially the desk.
I thought that I could turn his desire for knowledge into a desire for life in mathematics. I never thought that he had any need for sleep.
“Go to bed, all right. He persuaded me.
I learned to be smart this time, and thanks to him, he went to bed with his ass and fell asleep.
When I passed him, I swooped.
He’s written the formula?
Why don’t you sleep with me? Oh, my God!
I feel sorry for myself, and I smell my arms.
No rosemary.
I don’t know.
I woke up in the morning and found myself lying in the Emperor’s arms. The candles were still on fire, and the chalk curtains were drawn, and the sound of the poaching was heard outside.
“Your Majesty, Your Majesty?” is the voice of the old eunuch.
I stretched a laziness in the Emperor’s arms and feet, and he opened his eyes and turned back and pulled the curtains, and, um…
It’s quiet out there, and it’s going to sound more loud. I took a look at the gap in the curtain, and the old hag started a place candle.
The Emperor wants to sleep with someone else? I twisted my head and pulled his sleeve.
“Are you going to find someone else? I’m sorry.
And then he smiled, and he said, “Good morning.” Then let go of my hand and sit up.
“Your Majesty, Mother?” I’m sorry.
“You’re awake, so get up. He whispered to me, rubbing my face.
I sat up with my face on my back and looked after my pajamas.
The chick outside pulled the curtains and didn’t look at us. After a while, a group of people came in, and the first two looked familiar, which should be the frost and the fright in my palace.
The frost held my clothes in his hand and retreated quietly. The convulsion came to me and brought to me the Emperor’s bright yellow robe.
I’ll just pick it up and reach it to the Emperor again. He didn’t reach out and looked at me confused.
And I looked at him with a confused face, and I had all the clothes in my hand.
♪ I can’t ♪ Do you want me to give it to him? I don’t know how to duck. I’m wearing my own clothes. I don’t see how that cloth should cover a man.
He’s not moving.
I threw up, and my aunt at the palace tried to teach me how to sleep in my bed. I didn’t tell me how to dress him. What’s the matter, do they think the Emperor is going up in the morning?
I looked at the Emperor, he looked at me.
And he said in his heart: “You will never know anything, you will die laughing.” I’m sorry.
No, I can’t be seen. His little emperor could put out the equations overnight, and it’s not a problem that I spent half an hour trying to figure out how to wear a dragon robe.
I waved to the public next door: “Come on. I’m sorry.
He walked in and I put a hat over his shirt in his hand, “Take it for me first.” I’m sorry.
“Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!” I’m sorry.
♪ I can’t ♪ I looked down at the hat.
The Emperor is so envious to open his mouth: “Put it on the table or let Reed bring it all to you.” I’m sorry.
I looked back and the old lady who told me I smelled Rosemary smiled at me.
So he’s so high up?
I put my clothes on the Emperor after all Reed’s operation. It has to be said that the dragon robe is quite impressive and that his size looks at least twice as big as it was before.
“Teach fast. He’s got a point where he says he’s wearing a sleeve and probably checking if I put his arm in a hole in his head.
And I happened to thank him, and saw him go up, and most of the palaces followed him.
I was relieved, and I looked back and I saw a white plaque with a little blood on it.
♪ I can’t ♪ I almost fainted. No, my dad turned me 16, but the baby was actually a 13-year-old. Your Majesty, you are not human.
What did I do last night?
Nothing. How can you learn to bleed if you learn math?
Am I not awake? ..is it really a golden mushroom?
I was stupid, and I went back to the cream and waved, and I said, “Come on, get dressed. I’m sorry.
The frost also happened to act like I didn’t see my face.
“Well, I have to comb my head. Does the Emperor have a place to comb my hair? “I’m looking up.
“Go back to the mother, no. The young eunuch who doesn’t carry my hat just said,
♪ I can’t ♪
It’s so unreasonable?
I had to say to the cream, “Then do me a favor. I’m sorry.
I’m glad I got a nice, unnamed haircut.
I’ve got thumbs in my heart, frost, and always God.
“Are we going to see the Queen’s Lady? I asked.
“The Queen of Queens should not be up yet.” I’m sorry.
It’s only 4:00.
I was happy to take my little followers back to Sakura. I’m not really high here. I thought I was in the palace, and I didn’t think I’d come to the Emperor’s land to find that it was like going home.
There were only a few lanterns on the way back to the palace. Fortunately, the road was well repaired, otherwise I would have set foot in the pit.
“How come there’s no light? I asked for a shock.
“This time in the harem is not the time for people to leave. I’m sorry.
Am I human?
“Isn’t there a princess with a bed? I’m sorry.
“The maid who was in bed usually went home in the middle of the night, and the Emperor left you until morning. I’m sorry.
Well, forget it.
No wonder there’s no place to comb. But why would he let me dress him? It doesn’t sound like the normal way to get a princess dressed.
“Let’s do something. When I returned to the palace, I took off my shoes comfortably, and sat on a soft couch, walking around.
“The master can sleep. I’m sorry.
“No, no, no,” I said, “No, no. I’m sorry.
Well, don’t know when the next time the Emperor comes to my bed, do I have a class?
By the way, I haven’t seen the queen yet…
“How is the Queen’s Lady?” I asked.
After a while, the frosting and the convulsion fell into a brief silence and said:
“It’s not so bad. I’m sorry.
Oh, that’s hard to get along with.
And he looked at the frost and comforted me by saying, “My Lord, the Queen is only of a sexual nature, and she is not too hard on the concubines in the day, nor is it safe for her to be dazed in the morning.” It’s just that the master stayed at the concubine house last night, and it’s hard to ask her more. I’m sorry.
..and ask a few more questions.
In any case, I went to the Phoenix House to see the Queen with great reluctance.
“You are Shen Siu? She leaned on the chair and looked at me.
“Yes. * I’m on my knees with a straight face. *
“Oh…” She didn’t let me up. She just took a sip of tea.
And I did not squeak, kneeling down on the earth and thinking of the blooded pap.
What’s going on?
“The Emperor has given you permission to live in Sakura? I’m sorry.
I laughed, “Yes, it’s a good name, and it’s cheap enough for my concubine to pick it up.” I’m sorry.
“But the Emperor doesn’t think Sakura is worthy of Shen Sheng, and she sank her face and says, “Sit you in the hall, but worry that Sakura won’t live with you?” I’m sorry.
“The Emperor did not leave his concubine.” I took the pot to myself and feared that the Queen would be jealous. “It was too late to speak, but the concubine did not know the rules. I’m sorry.
The Queen’s face is a little cold, and she says, “It’s a little late. Gu and the Emperor played Biwa and the beauty of Fang danced. I’m sorry.
“The concubine has no merit but to say a few jokes for the Emperor’s sake. * I’m laughing at crazy modesty *
The queen didn’t spare me.
She said, “Well, I’d like to hear it.” I’m sorry.
I looked deep at her and groaned. You forced me.
I kneeled on my knees and looked into her eyes with a feeling of confusion.
If she knew me, she’d know, that emotion, it’d be unbearable.
I said:
“Ma’am, do you know that chicken rabbits are in the cage? I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
Half an hour later, I was thrown out of the Phoenix Palace by the Queen for having had a headache.
I’m suffocating.
So that’s the normal human reaction. Why did the Emperor get happier last night?
When I returned to the palace, the Emperor said to me, in the holy decree, that I was lovely, intelligent, and blessed.
I’m taking thanks. I can’t get a couple more silver a month, but it’s nice.
The message came from the old eunuch who said I smelled rosemary. He told me the Emperor invited me to breakfast.
One thing is, it’s the first time I’ve been tired before breakfast.
Eating is a normal process, and the Emperor keeps his mouth shut. I tried to get him some meds, and I was worried that he might have misunderstood my suggestion that he could not do it, so I kept it quiet.
And he set aside the chopsticks, and covered his mouth with his mouth, and said to me, “I have gone to the brimstone.” I’m sorry.
“The concubine went home first. * I’m good.
When I returned to the palace, I received a gift from the queen. She specifically asked the little eunuch to tell me not to go to Shane.
I’m suffocating. Is it that scary?
And by the way, the Queen really had all the strange things that gave me a pure Jade Sculpture.
Unfortunately I won’t use it.
For more than half a month now, the Emperor has not called me to bed, but has asked me for breakfast several times.
I can’t figure it out in the mirror. Do I look like I’m eating?
The Emperor never talks, eats and leaves, and doesn’t talk to me. I think I’m more like a utensils on his breakfast table than a princess.
Reed told me with all his smiles that the Emperor never liked anyone but me.
I put some silver in his hand, and Zor told the Emperor more about me.
It was Gu Ji-chun who had been spoiled during the six months, almost as often as I had been with the Emperor for breakfast. I think of her and she’s called a concubine.
However, thanks to this hatred, the palace princesses soon forgot about my first stay at the concubine and did not think about my breakfast with the Emperor.
The only thing that noticed me was this Gu Ji-chun.
In the morning of the wind and the sun, Reed returned to take me to breakfast with the Emperor, and went halfway to the road, and Guichichun came forth.
She saluted me and laughed: “No wonder the Emperor called his sister for breakfast, and today she met her sister. It’s a lovely meal.” I’m sorry.
“It’s ridiculous. I was humbled.
She laughed, “I wanted my sister to go to my palace for breakfast.” I’m sorry.
♪ I can’t ♪ With the emperor… no, the utensils?
Reed’s all still here, sister.
She looked at Reed and smiled: “That’s not a good idea. I’m sorry.
Reed, the wise and sweet, smiled as usual: “Where is it?” I’m sorry.
“Me too, it’s a coincidence. “The eyes of the spring shined and I moved in my heart as if something was wrong.
I don’t know.
In a quarter of an hour there will be a well-dressed, tweeded, tweeded-and-sweet, in addition to me, sitting at the Emperor’s table.
I smiled at the Emperor in an awkward way, so that he didn’t mean to be unhappy, so I calmly added a bowl of chopsticks.
The little palace girl behind him whispered, “There’s only one set of cuisine-shaped dishes in the concubine.” I’m sorry.
I’ll fly up to the sky with the sun.
She’s farting. I had an extra set of soup yesterday. She dared not to fart on her own, so the Emperor must have ordered her to.
Indeed, the Emperor didn’t break her lies, but it was a dim, um…
“This bowl is for my sister, I’ll use a plate.” I’m sorry.
She noded her head and smiled and thanked me.
“Hmm? The Emperor looked at me, light and light, “Don’t you like soup? I’m sorry.
And I stomped, but the spring revereed, and laughed, and said, “If your concubine does not like soup, then the bowl shall be given to Ming. I’m sorry.
Although the Emperor does not talk when he eats breakfast, the atmosphere at the table today is particularly heavy.
Gu Ji-chun tried to make a few speeches and the Emperor ignored her.
I’m used to making food for the Emperor, and I’m worried about the table, so I’m just going to focus on the porridge.
“Why don’t you eat? The Emperor asked me slowly after eating.
I said, “The porridge is delicious. I’m sorry.
He didn’t look as good as he did when he first arrived, but he laughed.
The Emperor grunted: “You are not nervous to eat with me, you are nervous today. I’m sorry.
I smiled silently and I was embarrassed.
I’ve never slept with her.
“I’m going to see the coupons. He says:
And We answered: “Then his concubine will return.” I’m sorry.
“Well,” he swings, “Go on, y’all.” I’m sorry.
Guo Zhi Chun seemed reluctant to say what he wanted to say. So I went out quietly, and I followed.
By the way, Gu, the Emperor has added to his post, “Don’t come again.” I’m sorry.
I was a little surprised that she was standing by my side and was silent for a while before she answered, “Yes. I’m sorry.
I looked at her side and her face was white. She left the temple door without saying a word to me and left without saying a word to the palace.
I think she might hate me, but she’s not afraid.
That night, he heard that the Emperor had passed on Gu Ji-chun’s bed. I know in my heart that the Emperor said her in the morning and intended to make amends.
It had never occurred to me that Gu Chi-chun had timid, unwitting or unwittingly gone two hours late.
Soon after she entered the hall of concubine, the Emperor expelled her. When she came out, she had red eyes, and all the plaques in her hand had changed.
And the frost and the convulsion groaned me and told me that my heart was still hanging, lying in bed all night, and it did not close my eyes.
I’ve thought about letting Gu Zhi Chun suffer, but I didn’t think the Emperor would say that and let her stop coming. I didn’t think Gu Ji-chun would be late for bed.
I turned around, covered in covers, and I felt cold.
The next morning, the Emperor didn’t ask me to eat, and this was not the case before, but I was afraid that he might get angry about what happened the morning before.
I didn’t seem to realize that the Emperor was the Emperor, and I was angry, until Gu Zhi Chun was thrown out of the hall of concubine.
—No, he doesn’t even have to be angry. His displeasure, for ordinary people, is the end of the plague.
Gu Ji-chun is an ordinary man, so am I.
For the first time, I realized that there was such a disparity, and I suddenly felt a little sour.
I ate a little cage bag, and for the first time I thought it wasn’t as good as he had.
It’s not interesting to think about the possibility of giving him probabilities for a while.
“Mr. Lee is here.” I’m sorry.
I raised my head, and Reed came in with a small food box, and brought out a bowl of porridge, which I doubt is enough to satisfy a post-partum pig.
“The Emperor says that since the Queen finds the porridge delicious, let her have enough. He smiled and said, “He’s afraid that a living person will not drink, and he wants a slave.” I’m sorry.
My nose is sore.
Reed all laughed and whispered, “The Emperor also said, “Let your mother rest.” I’m sorry.
I broke my mouth and tried to hide it with my own crying soul, fearing that I would cry, so I put a large amount of silver in Reed’s whole hand.
After Reed was gone, I ate and cried, ran out of that big bowl of porridge, and ate two little cages I just rejected.
When you’re done, wipe my mouth with the cream and make me cry. As I was still stabbing, news came out that Gu Ji-chun had failed to perform his duties, was grounded for a month and was punished for what.
If he hadn’t reassured me, I’d be scared now.
How could it be that the tears which I had just breathed back began to run away, and he punished the Zhichun, so that Reed could not frighten me, and he could not comfort me with his words.
It’s so gentle, woo-hoo.
This time, it seems that the Cui-chun has completely lost his temper, has closed his door and has not moved a bit.
The palace lost its target, and the spear briefly pointed at me, but I was never in bed, and I was only eating breakfast with the Emperor, and they were not very strong at me.
I don’t know why the Emperor didn’t call me to bed. I know he didn’t hate me. He didn’t talk to me much, but he asked me once in a while after breakfast to say, “How good is it?”
Every time he asks me, my heart leaps, even though I know that he only asked me unwittingly.
Whenever I like him more, his calmness and peace will awaken me. And so much that every single feeling I gave him was like being carefully and clearly.
The palace is a strange place. Or the Emperor is a strange man. Even with him, love is so cold, it doesn’t seem to have any extra temperature.
After autumn, Gu Zhichun’s ban was lifted, and she did not come to my troubles and quickly re-engaged on the path of favour.
And when We were about to turn it back like a tusk for more than a month, the Mid-Autumn arrived, and the nightingale of the palace. I felt new at first, but I sat down and I was bored.
For the first time I saw so many high-ranking concubines, some of them older than the Emperor, dressed in a proper palace dress, beaded as a star, and without even shaking their heads while drinking soup.
I sat so far from His Majesty when I first ate, and his look, his dress, even my voice made me strange.
Gu Ji-chun took the diagonal and said he would give a song to the Emperor.
The house was quiet and many different eyes looked at her. She was calm and she didn’t shake her hand when the first sound came out.
She has seen the Emperor through countless eyes without anyone.
And when the song of Gu Zhi Chun is finished, it will be the kite of the king and the violin of Soo-chun. The moon danced, but it was about a frightful field, and she didn’t dance well and she twisted her feet.
I’m getting sleepy. They were lost, and they saw those who were sitting closest to the Emperor’s high concubines, and remained pious and undisturbed.
I had to choke my hand under the table, I looked up at the princess, and there were people down there who couldn’t even see it, but looked at me.
The Queen exaggerated a few talented concubines and, by accident or by accident, mentioned a few people, which seemed to be a lower-ranking concubine, and, having listened to the Queen’s hints, the Queen performed several programmes half by half. It’s not as good as it used to be, but it’s not ugly.
The Queen has a lot to say about me, talking about the Emperor’s breakfast. I rubbed my eyes, half awake, and I thought about how to show the chicken rabbits in the cages.
However, the Queen mentioned my name, and the Emperor opened the door to me and relieved me.
I had a heart to drink to him as a token of gratitude, but in order to keep a low profile, I blinked at him with pleasure, and he could not see the distance.
It’s about someone else, and I’m getting sleepy again. I think the Emperor saw it, and Reed came all over to give me a plate of sour prunes, and I chewed and barely dispersed my sleep.
It was not until the middle of the night that the Emperor and the Queen left, and the calfs, like stones, rose up and departed. And the people went away in a small part, and We did not stay much, and went back to sleep.
It is logical that the Emperor should be with the Queen on mid-fall night, but it is my experience that the Emperor should wake up before another hour.
Well, it’s like me going to school the next day and staying up till morning.
I rubbed too many plum-dried cheeks and felt a bit sad for the Emperor.
After sleeping for about three or four hours, I was pulled out of the nest by the shock, and the Emperor asked me to eat breakfast.
I went into the door closed to wash my face, dress and make-up, and closed my eyes to the Emperor, so I opened my eyes into peaches, blindly looking at a man in light yellow, and saluted him.
“Didn’t sleep well? The Emperor gave me the bowl, and it was not like a man who slept for less than two hours.
Did he really not sleep early?
I was a little dumb, and I had soup.
“Is the Emperor not sleepy?” When I asked, I regretted that he never spoke at dinner.
And to my surprise, he drank a spoon of porridge and said, “It’s okay. I’m sorry.
I couldn’t talk, I couldn’t stop talking, so I picked him up a shrimp dumpling.
After Mid-Autumn, I was 17 years old at the beginning of September.
…is actually 14 years old.
Even though the Emperor didn’t call me to bed, I knew him well. So many days without seeing the Emperor’s little princess to give me something.
I received a lot of it, except for a night bead sent by the queen, and Gu Zhi Chun’s trinkets, and the moon sent me a very large man.
The Home Office sent me two chums, and it’s very serviceful to hang me in bed. I don’t know if the Emperor remembers the beauty of his bed curtains, or whether Reed made the arrangements.
I’ve been rubbing all my golden gifts over and over with my saliva, and especially the swagger from Guichi Chun.
My dad got promoted to the moon and this time he sent me a big, beautiful bracelet.
I touched it in my father’s box and pulled out a silver ticket.
Cool.
I hid my money in a pillowcase, and this time the Queen didn’t tell me she didn’t have to go to Shane.
Queen doesn’t remember. I thank you for just taking my ass off and she stopped me.
Ming has been in the palace for months. I’m sorry.
I said, “Go back to Queen’s Mother, yes. I’m sorry.
She asked, “You are 17 years old, why don’t you stay in the palace except once?” I’m sorry.
Ah, you asked me off.
I was ashamed to say, “The concubine does not know.” I’m sorry.
She taught me with her own face: “Think much, do not eat with the Emperor, and feel well and can rest in peace.” I’m sorry.
♪ I can’t ♪
I thought it was the Emperor. But of course I didn’t dare to say it. Nordy answered.
The Queen was lazy and said, “Fang is pregnant, you know? I’m sorry.
“The concubine does not know. I’m sorry.
“You know when she got pregnant? I’m sorry.
“The concubine doesn’t know. “I’m just a reader.
When she looked at her eyes, she said: “Does the palace ask you that you know nothing but the turtle cage?” I’m sorry.
I opened my mouth and wanted to apologize to her.
Shut up! “The palace doesn’t want to hear that thing.” I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
QAQ I’m not saying…
She coughed twice, saying, “How come you didn’t have that thought when she first went into the palace?” What are you doing with the Emperor for the first time? I’m sorry.
I shrunk my neck. You asked me that.
“Yes, the one the Queen doesn’t want to hear…”
I don’t know.
This is the second time my Queen has been driven out of the Phoenix Palace for a headache.
Back to Sakura, Reed has been waiting for me for a while. He said that the Emperor had asked me to accompany him at the concubine house tonight, so that I could come after dinner.
I whispered to Reedchuan, “Do you mean bedding with me?”
He thought about it.
…that still seems so close.
Reed smiles all over his face: “The Queen wants to serve her bed.” I’m sorry.
“…no, no.”
Sleep slows me down.
I’ve been thinking for half a month, and I think I should learn to learn multiple functions and calculus as an emperor.
I don’t know.
When I was eating dinner and flying in a little limousine towards the hall of concubine, the high-level math library in my head was already dying.
No, you have to learn the coordinates first, so you have to talk about a number of axes and a rational number of real ranges.
Ah, speaking of the true numbers, I suddenly recall the integrum of the fullness of the facts.
You’re not going anywhere. You’re going nowhere.
I pushed the door of the hall of concierge and laughed. On the edge of the Nine.
The Emperor was reading, and before I saluted, he raised his hand and raised me.
I flew over to hold his arm and shook. No way. Although the first second thought was to teach him mathematics, the girls all over the world felt the same way about the people they liked.
He put the book upside down on the table and patted me on the back, which means I’m holding it.
I don’t understand the title. What’s the state policy? Yes, the emperor is a good emperor. He’s still working on his policy before I sleep.
He rubbed his eyebrow and seemed troubled. I weighed it in my mind, and I thought it might take my head off at this point, so I kept quiet.
And he touched my head, and looked at me as though he was looking at his son: “I think that you are the only one who is wise in the harem. I’m sorry.
“Hmm-hmm. * I’m sure. The Queen, who is the capital of the harem, does not understand the chicken coop, and indeed the culture of the palace should be properly overhauled.
“They can’t talk to me twice, and they’re going to talk about their father and brother. I’m sorry.
I’m sick of it: “It’s good that my father doesn’t bother my concubine. – Very competitive, not only with me and the Emperor, but also with money.
“I heard your father sent you a bracelet for your 14th birthday? I’m sorry.
I lifted up my wrist and was about to show him the bracelet, and suddenly I was in a panic, and I almost got out.
“Hmm? * He’s gone too far, he’s gone too far *
I don’t know.
This grandson’s making a fool of me!
“The concubine is 17 years old. “I’m a little confused.
His voice is still small: “That’s what I remember wrong.” I’m sorry.
“No, no, I want to cry and deny it, “it was the concubine who was wrong. I’m sorry.
He smiled and looked at me, and apparently had full evidence of my clan.
“What’s the matter with you? I’m sorry.
“Well, I don’t know what’s going on, but I’m shaking, and seeing as he doesn’t seem to be angry, I’m so afraid to say this:
“Perhaps I was a math-loving little princess, Shen Fei-sakura, and when I went to the garden with a young girl, who was scared, I saw an alien businessman. I was just looking at the deal, but I ignored another partner from behind. I was drugged by that man. By the time I woke up, my body was shrinking! I’m sorry.
I blinked, the Emperor looked at me with a very confused look.
I spat and whispered, “As small as my body, my mind is as flexible!” I’m sorry.
The air has briefly fallen into a strange quiet.
“…you’re cheating. * He laughed at me, I know he wasn’t angry and pulled his hand in the air. *
“You are like me,” he took me to sit down and looked at the moods that I could not see. “Since seven years ago, the first king suddenly became seriously ill, he rebelled, and the third brother was in charge of the Forest Army, but he was unwieldy and afraid to protect himself.” Big Brother killed the then Prince, and Brother Four also left the Prince with a permanent disability. In one night, half of the sons of the first king were convicted, half of the casualties, and I became the prince. I’m sorry.
I’m listening seriously.
“However, I was 11 years old when the late Emperor was seriously ill, and if anything happens to the late Emperor, my uncle will rule for the Regent. Fortunately, my biological mother died early and did not look out in the palace, so I became five years old before the first Emperor died. I’m sorry.
I don’t know what to say, just say it. Say, you’re 19.
He nodded his head and laughed, “Did I look old?” I’m sorry.
I shake my head and my heart is sour.
I’ve seen him do more than anything, and I never thought that he had such a twisted past and was just a 19-year-old.
That’s…
I held his hand tight.
What a good age to learn calculus.
I don’t know.
“Only I and the Queen Mother know about this now, and there’s another one for you today,” he smiled, and said, “If there’s a fourth person who knows, it’s you.” I’ll do it.”
I blinked.
And he began to groan, and changed his tongue: “I will starve you for three days. I’m sorry.
I laughed, and I hugged his arm. I don’t give a shit, I can’t scare me!
And he held him for a while, and he probably couldn’t bear it, and he pushed me, and said, “Go and shower.” I’m sorry.
Reed smiles all over the side, and there are a couple of eunuchs, who want to laugh.
I was just standing up and stretching out my hand to help him with the sleeves I held.
I’m so mad. I’m so embarrassed.
He doesn’t know if he’s soft, he wants to save me some face, and he says, “Come back and hold him.” I’m sorry.
My pitiful mouth went back to the sky with the sun.
Once I was born, and when I was two years old, I worked very well with the ladies who helped me bathe, and this time I didn’t use rosepaste and nobody picked me up with spices.
Put on my familiar pyjamas and I ran back to hold the Emperor’s arms.
Look at that book on his desk. There’s some wrinkles on the corner. One thing came to mind.
“How does the Emperor know his concubine is old? I’m sorry.
“Look out. “He dragged me to my wet hair, and he just listened to me.
I don’t think that’s credible and know that I can’t break him.
But…
I keep my head down and don’t talk. He thought that I was just curious and frustrated, and he didn’t take it seriously, and he just pushed a piece of snack in front of me.
Last time I came here at night, there seemed to be a plate of snacks like this, probably a mountain or date cake, a little red square. The Emperor doesn’t seem to like it. I haven’t seen him before.
I squeezed a bite, sticky, gruesome… and all the emotions in my heart were wiped out, and this…
Area D!
What the fuck is that smell? How did the pastry maker survive?
I looked at the Emperor in shock and he laughed.
“Well, what is this?” I’m holding most of the rest of the cake in my hand, and my teeth are full of sweet tastes, and I can’t get my tongue straight.
“I don’t like deer cake either. And he said, “It doesn’t matter if you don’t like it.” I’m sorry.
And I quickly put back half of the deer’s cake, and a young lady came in quietly and brought out the deer’s cake.
Wait…
I looked down and looked at the color on my finger.
“I’m… when my concubine first served his bed, was this the one on the table? I’m sorry.
He’s uh-huh.
“That’s because the Emperor knew the age of his concubine? I’m sorry.
He’s umming again.
As if what was in my heart had been confirmed, suddenly I was in a state of panic, and I wanted to ask, but there was a noise out there.
The Emperor reacted before me, almost unconsciously pulled me out of the window. So Reed came in from the outside without the usual laugh, saying, “There are a dozen assassins. I’m sorry.
I’m scared, but the Emperor is calm.
He took a dark cape from the shelf on one side, covered me with a bow tie.
“You go behind the screen. He pushed me gently.
“I’m not leaving! “I’ll be able to shield you from the sword if I stay.” I’m sorry.
He took a look at me and smiled.
“I’m not as vulnerable as you think. I’m sorry.
I don’t talk, I look stubborn, and I actually know that if I speak, I’m gonna be shaking.
He groaned and said, “No, no, no. If you’re afraid, cover your eyes. I’m sorry.
He drew a long, dispersed hair behind his back and removed a sword from the shelf.
“Reedall, open the door.”
I don’t know.
After half an hour, I sat on the bed, screeching, with the hands of the Emperor, and I could not cry.
“What’s the matter with you?” * He wiped the blood on his face with a white towel and threw it to me.*
As soon as I touched that towel, it was like opening a little crybag switch, and then I buried my face on the towel.
“I thought I was going to die, and I cried, and I thought I was going to die. I’m sorry.
“If it’s really dangerous, I’ll send you out first. How can you hide behind the screen?” I’m sorry.
I kept crying, “How can you fight so well? I’m sorry.
“I should have been raised as a general to support the King. He explains it softly.
Reed came all over and said:
“Your Majesty, there are not many people who are shocked by this. Shall we inform the Queen and the Queen tomorrow? I’m sorry.
The Emperor, um, picked up a new towel in all Reed’s hands and put it on my face.
I’ve been on it for a while and I’ve been watching Reed with tears and whispering:
“Mr. Lee, you’re amazing. I’m sorry.
Just now, this old hag with a smile on his face, I can’t believe I’ve broken a world view.
Reed was humbled and smiled again. And he said to the emperor, “Your Majesty, where does this look like an assassin?” I’m sorry.
“I can’t see. He says:
“Don’t the people who arranged the assassins know the Emperor and Master Li are fighting so hard? I’m asking.
“You should know,” the Emperor said, “so I put the medicine in the cake.” I’m sorry.
“What cake? I was curious.
“A deer’s blood cake. I’m sorry.
Oh, deer blood cake.
Huh?
? !
Am I in danger again?
“When Fong ate it, I noticed that it was too dark for you to put it back. I’m sorry.
“Will I die?”
He consoled, “I’ve just touched your pulse for a few moments, it’ll be fine.” I’m sorry.
I thought I was scared.
I jumped in his arms immediately: “Foot sore, hold.” I’m sorry.
Reed smiled all over the side, went out and brought us a door.
“You’re scared. “The Emperor’s mouth is a serious one, but his hands hold me very honestly.
And I don’t mind saying, “The assassins may have been waiting outside at the beginning, but they can’t hear it, but they can see the haemorrhagic cake that came out for a bite, so they think they’re eating it, and they come in stupid. I’m sorry.
He was um, he hugged me for a while.
I couldn’t sleep at all. I didn’t know it was dark out there.
“I’m going to go early.” He let me go. “You’re tired, sleep yourself a little.” I’m sorry.
And We responded, and suddenly there was a thought in our hearts.
“Is the Emperor not hurt?”
“None. * He’s on his side, not looking at me. *
“My concubine has touched blood. I’m sorry.
He turned around and looked at me, wrinkled, and his eyes were soft.
“The bullying is a felony. “He whispered.
I keep my head down and don’t talk.
“I hurt my waist, you never met. “Don’t worry, I’ll handle it.” I’m sorry.
I was crying, um…
He turned his back on me, and said, “If he was facing an assassin, who wouldn’t walk away from me, would have been in the way of punishment.”
“But he went out, and he had a quiet smile, and said, “You didn’t want to go, and I looked at you, but I was happy.” I’m sorry.
Time has passed for months, and no one seems to have taken the memory of the more than a dozen assassins at the time, except for me, who is a personal. The Emperor had first mentioned to me something, but it wasn’t me they wanted to kill.
I thought after the assassination, the Emperor would reward me for something, or raise a point, but not. It doesn’t matter if I think about it. My father gave me enough silver, and the women in the palace didn’t bother me because I had to.
The Emperor began to call me to bed occasionally, but that is to speak and drink tea to count points. There was a silly little chick who whispered behind my back and said I was a big fan and got hammered by the queen.
I’m just kidding. The Queen doesn’t want to deal with me anymore, and he doesn’t want to come to me and ask me how I like it at night.
Then suddenly a princess fell from the palace, a niece of the Queen, and was well-looking. I asked the Emperor one night, deliberately or not, and he said he liked me more than he didn’t know if it was true or not.
The next day, the Emperor ordered me to be Zhaorong.
At the end of October, the queen was ill. It’s common. It’s just a cold.
What’s weird is that the Queen was lying on her bed for two days and called me by name to help.
Is my chicken rabbit cage still attractive?
I have no reason to say no to the Queen, and I’ll go with that moon to my grown-ups. Upon entering the door, she was seen with a loose-clothed tape, slanted on the bed.
I asked Ann to help me out and waved back the palace. I looked up and saw her face stupendous but not sick.
Pretending to be sick? Why are you pretending to be sick? Draw the Emperor’s attention? Then why did you call me?
She looked at me and said, “Sit down. I’m sorry.
I nod my head and sat at the side.
“The palace sent you to say a few words. I’m sorry.
I nod my head like a peck, “Well, um, come on. I’m sorry.
“It has been a long time since the palace fell asleep. She said:
♪ I can’t ♪
Do I have to hypnotize her?
“Is your mother worried? I am politely concerned.
She smiled, “The palace is dying.” I’m sorry.
I was surprised.
When she saw me not talking, she lamented and laughed: “What are you afraid of? I’m sorry.
I can’t talk like a quail.
She said to herself, “Well, it’s better that you do not say anything than a single concubine.” I’m sorry.
“The concubine can’t separate the Queen from the Queen. I am ashamed.
“Don’t worry about it, you won’t be wrong to block the palace,” she said, “There is no limit to anything in this world.” Winnie’s rich and rich always has a head. I’m sorry.
I laughed: “There is not much of the old, but there are things that seem short, but they are not unsustainable. I’m sorry.
She shakes her head and draws a line in her hand: “You always like to count these strange things. You see, one is the one, and when it comes to the head, it never happens again. I’m sorry.
And We advised: “There is no limit between zero and one. Just as man dies, but what he goes through is different. I’m sorry.
“Oh? Why is the number between zero and one endless? I’m sorry.
♪ You’re making a real mess of your concern… ♪
I’m suffocating.
“It’s about to be about the density of real numbers. I’m sorry.
Two hours later.
When I finished my fifth cup of tea, I said, “That’s the way to prove that infinity does not recycle small numbers. We can also find a universal method of infinity-cycle decimals in the form of fractions, proving that a number is unreasonable and that it is infinity-free. I’m sorry.
The Queen rubbed her eyes and said:
“Thank you very much. It’s been a long time since the palace slept like this. I’m sorry.
“This is what my concubine should do. I smiled softly.
I guess the Queen and I thought each other weren’t human.
The Queen’s condition is not ready, and the princess starts to jump. I’ve arranged for a bunch of majestic women to pick up their petals in the royal garden, and I’ve made a soup for the Emperor, and I’ve got a seagull Poet Club, which, in any case, has a sense of existence, like the old Tweedy who sent seven tweets per minute.
The Queen of the Six Palaces, who has not been summoned for six years since the closure, is probably not going to be able to bear it, dragging the sick to the Queen’s Palace early in the morning to “scramble” with her, and is expected to have a public and Jade Princess contest.
I’m already hungry for the food that I feed.
After a while, we’ve all been in the Queen’s Palace for a while, and it’s only too late for the princess to be wearing a coloured bednet.
The Queen, who smiled and looked down at her the first second before, and said, “What a smoky, squirming, squirming, squirming, squirming, squirming. I’m sorry.
I showed my metro grandfather’s face on his cell phone, a name that can be used to insult people with a multi-flower bednet.
– The name has no logic, and every word slanted and slanted goes through the word “flakes.” I couldn’t understand it, I listened to it for half a day, and I heard the word from the word “Sabba” in both words!
“Does the Queen like this twilight twilight twilight twilight dress?” I’m sorry.
The Queen is cold: “Sisters are young and beautiful, and it’s all the more beautiful that the twats on their twats. I’m sorry.
“This is not a fancy dress, but it’s very nice to wear it.” And the twilight of the twilight, which my concubine wears, is a gift from the Emperor, lest it should not please her. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
♪ I can’t ♪ No, the melon in his hand suddenly doesn’t smell. Who are you two talking before? It was suggested that a group of voices should be set up to go out and make money more than an emperor woman.
For another half-day, the two men’s mouths were not able to make a difference, yet neither of them wanted to say a word without the word “smoke-smoke-smoke-smoke-smoke-smoke-smoke-smoke-tailed-fly-button skirt.” She’s late today, and she’s talking about a lot. I haven’t eaten breakfast, and I’m starving.
But I can’t help it, we’re all hungry, and I don’t want to bet on these two Buddhas…
And suddenly they were quiet, and I looked back, and Reed was walking in and giving the queen a gift.
Shit.
No way.
“The Queen’s Lady…” Reed smiled and looked at me.
I raised a bad feeling. No, no, no, I hope it’s not what I thought.
“…the Emperor today…”
And I watched him with fear, glamorous lips.
Zhaorong, please
Please, I’ll be beaten, I’ll wash the toilet, anything, just don’t…
“…to breakfast. I’m sorry.
It’s cold.
“Let the slave come and borrow from the Queen’s Mother.” Reed laughs like a black fairy moon.
I’m in the middle of a pitiful look at the queen.
Fortunately, when she didn’t want to sleep, the Queen was reluctant to wave at my face and signal me to leave.
I’m getting up and I’m leaving.
Stand. “The first time she spoke today, she didn’t bring the word “smoke-smoke-smoke”
I shrunk my neck and turned back.
She looked at me for a while and pointed at me and asked the Queen, “She’s very flattered.” I’m sorry.
The Queen is cold: “Is this the way she speaks to the Queen?” I’m sorry.
I’m shaking and I’m afraid to stand and kneel.
“The Queen? How long do you think you’ll be a queen?”
I’m with a bunch of concubines standing up my ears.
They seem to forget me, and I sit back and watch, lest it reach me.
The Queen’s voice is rather calm: “What do you think? I’m sorry.
“Is the Empress really sick? The patient has not slept much, but the blemish in front of her must be overstretched and unable to sleep. “I’m so proud of you.
I don’t think the Queen’s insomnia is so serious that she’s salivating when it comes to conversion.
The Queen looked at her cold, and didn’t speak.
When the Jade Princess saw her not talking, he laughed, saying, “I was with the Emperor, and he was with him, and he was with him.” I’m sorry.
♪ I can’t ♪ Is that what happened?
The Queen suddenly smiled and laughed.
Looks like these two guys are at war, completely forgetting me.
Reed replied with his eyes: “Are you crazy, O my father?”
I’m like, “How do you fix it?”
Reed: I don’t know.
It’s quiet enough to hear the queen laugh.
Then she said, “What, do you think you can replace the palace?” I’m sorry.
“It is the Emperor who paves the way for me to leave her alone.” I’m sorry.
“You’re wrong,” the Queen was sarcastic. “The Emperor has fallen because of what he did wrong. Even if the palace dies, it will not be you who will be in the back. I’m sorry.
“It’s not me. Who else? “It’s a lie.” I’m sorry.
Queen laughter: “Whoever will never be you? I’m sorry.
And suddenly she pointed at me and asked the Queen, “Is that her?” I’m sorry.
♪ I can’t ♪
I’m stomping.
The Queen did not answer, lazily leaned on the mat behind her and smiled, “Are you questioning the palace?” I’m sorry.
“Is it you? She turned to me and asked.
I don’t know.
“The concubines don’t know. I’m sorry.
She hums, looks at me and asks:
“What will you do?”
♪ I can’t ♪
♪ I’m sorry ♪
This familiar question? What should I say? Good math or hot?
The Queen stopped saying, “She’ll be in a cage.” I’m sorry.
What is it?
I was going to say something, but I saw the Jade Princess staring at me, and her eyes blinked, and she hesitated to spit eight words:
“…rich democracy and civil harmony? I’m sorry.
Me too.
No… do you really know what the second word you just said?
When the Jade Princess saw my reaction, he laughed.
Her eyes are full of ideas and I’m not feeling well. She said, “You are not afraid, then. I’m sorry.
My heart is cold, my head is low.
“If you’re smart, you better not fight with the palace. I’m sorry.
I spat and whispered, “The Queen and the Emperor have two unsuspecting friendships, and the common man cannot compete.” I’m sorry.
I’m not soft, but rather, my words are sharp — I bet on that young cousin of the Emperor, who was not her.
She heard what I said, but she laughed even more: “You better not be smart, unlike you.” It’s only because of your life. I’m sorry.
I’m a little dizzy, but I can’t believe it.
But she did not wait for my response, and looked at me with her eyes, and she laughed: Zhaorong, kneel down. I’m sorry.
The sound of a piece of china cracks in the temple.
The Queen’s Teacup fragments flew to my feet, and she broke her drink and said, “Yake, you’re insolent! I’m sorry.
I looked at the ground, and Reed was out of nowhere.
The Princess turned to the Queen and laughed, “Does the Zhaorong kneel and stop?” I’m sorry.
The Queen coughed heavily, and perhaps the Princess was right. The phoenix chair, she did not sit well.
But…
I looked up and even smiled: “My concubine did not kneel.” I’m sorry.
She’s got a heavy face.
She says I am not afraid, but she knows that I am her greatest threat.
– Because I came from the same place as her.
She stares at me and laughs:
“What, you come from the same place as me and now you’re queen’s dog? I’m sorry.
Suddenly there was a rush of footsteps outside the house, and someone shouted with their throats: “The Emperor is here!” I’m sorry.
The princess took a long look at me.
But it was only Reed who came in, and he went straight to me, and said, “The Emperor said that the slave would not touch her, but he came himself. I’m sorry.
I don’t know. The Savior is here!
The Emperor’s father will always die!
I’m not going to take care of Jade anymore, and I’m going to fly all over Reed. The Emperor’s face is cold outside, and an angel’s face is the face of contempt.
I gave him a love hug with my eyes.
He turned and left.
I’ll follow him, give him a loved one.
When I sat down for a sip of porridge, he looked a little cold, and said, “You’re going to scold her when someone scolds you.” I’m sorry.
I took a bite of a bag, and I took it to his hand: “Your Majesty, hit her.” I’m sorry.
“Why should I hit her?” He pushed my hand, “One hand of oil.” I’m sorry.
“She scolded your baby Sakura. “I’ll stretch out my hand and pull him.”
He pushed away.
I’m lara.
And he took my hand by a breath, and held my hand gently, and his tongue was still cold: “Am I not in a dispute with her, two unsuspecting lovers?” I’m sorry.
♪ I can’t ♪ No. How much the fuck did you hear?
So We pinched his hand with oil claws, and We asked him, “That was a lie.” I’ll fight! The Emperor is so good! I can’t help it! I’m sorry.
…like my mother promised to fight for her first grade.
“I’m hungry. I’m sorry.
Hey hey, shy.
I sent a bowl of porridge slowly to the Emperor with warm eyes full of love, but I was thinking of the threat of the Jade Princess.
Emmmm, the best way to do this is to say the Jade Princess’s words and leave her with nothing to say.
“Did the Emperor finish?” I blinked.
He looked at me, um, and he said,
I rinse my mouth… no, pass him the towel, he picks it up, wipes his mouth.
…and so on, it’s like a wiper.
Fuck, forget it, whatever.
“Your Majesty, I say something. I’m sorry.
He wiped the place where I put oil on his hand and handed me his towel, saying, “Wash your hands.” I’m sorry.
I wipe my hands while I organize my language in my heart.
“Your Majesty…”
“After you wipe your hands. I’m sorry.
I had to keep my head down and wipe my hand. I had to wipe my skin before I dropped my handkerchief.
He looked at me for a while and asked me, “Do you want to say it or do you have to say it? I’m sorry.
I stung my head down for half a day: I have to say. I’m sorry.
“You don’t have to say if you don’t want to,” he said, “You’ve done it twice. I’m sorry.
“I didn’t mean to say it,” I said, “I just don’t know what to say.” I’m sorry.
“Then let’s see, you’re not afraid. And he rose up and left, and said: “I am going to give up.” I’m sorry.
I grabbed his sleeve and his voice was shaking: “But I have to say, I will not say that the Emperor will know.” I’m sorry.
He left but one sentence: “If you do not say, I will not know.” I’m sorry.
Time is running fast, and then it’s the month. The Fong Moon gave birth to a child who was fattening up and tanned in her little yard every day with the child, like a financial cat.
The Queen’s position is still shaking, but she is restless and has a good day’s sleep and a young and white. I was told to go to talk and sleep from the beginning to the end.
The Jade Princess’s box is fast enough for me.
On the 25th of the month, the Emperor said that I served the Queen with great service, and that I was Zhao Yi.
Jade can’t sit down and come to me. If she doesn’t deserve to be queen, every time she comes to me, she’s called me in, and she’s sitting in a saloon, and she’s laughing.
And when she entered the door, she said to me, “You can sit still.” I’m sorry.
I nod my head and let her have tea. “There’s no poison in the tea, and last chance to shut me up, you’ve missed it.” I’m sorry.
I looked at her with the eyes of a retard.
“Are you really not afraid? I’m sorry.
I nodded my head and said, “I don’t know what my wife is talking about, but my wife’s family has an ancestral past known as “Fearless Flowers” to deal with her worries. I’m sorry.
She took a glance at me, saying, “I am from the same town. I have never heard of anything that’s forgotten. Don’t make a mistake here.” I’m sorry.
“Ma’am, weeds are weeds weeds weeds. But instead of forgetting the flowers and the weeds, the common name Ollie gave it to her, which is very much in keeping with her. I’m sorry.
“You’re sick?” I’m sorry.
There’s a bunch of court people on the side, and I don’t know why she’s so angry.
I went on to say, “It is very difficult to find this blemish, which my concubine, known as the King’s Canyon, who was about to pick up for her mother the blemish, yet drew out a giant octopus to guard it from a sew on the side. The concubine refused to give up the bouquet and turned to the Master of the Middle Path, who was no less worthy of the battle octopus and fatal. I’m sorry.
“Why don’t you help the shooter? Isn’t the shooter pretty? She raised the bar with the words I know.
I had expected her to ask the mystery and laugh, saying, “Because the Master restrained the octopus, short for “Fake squid.” I’m sorry.
She’s so pale.
“I’ll find the Queen’s house, and I’ll get Ollie out of here and I’ll make her a pot of medicine. I’m so sorry that I ate such a good meal and wore such a bad fabric. I’m sorry.
She’s staring at me in tears, not talking.
I had to explain to myself, “Because your food is better than your cooking.” I’m sorry.
Do you want to live? She stood up staring at me.
And I said, “How dare I, too, learned later that my mother’s dress was a fine one, called the twilight twilight dress, the twilight of the twilight?” I’m sorry.
The flower butterflies are tired, and the sweet little cherry is coming to change you for a tiara.
She laughed and her voice trembled: “Well, well, wait for the palace, and find the queen!” I’m sorry.
I smiled, “Sister, go easy! I’m sorry.
I’ll be damned when the Jade Princess walks out of my sight:
After the ball, she’s going to look for the Queen Mother. I’m sorry.
The Emperor came out of the door and said: “If you make trouble, you will find me.” I’m sorry.
I can’t care how much he hears, and I can’t let his face push him out: “There’s no time to say that. I’m sorry.
He took a strange look at me, probably for the first time since the princess left the palace.
“Oh. I’m sorry.
And I pushed the frost and the shock, and said, “Come and look, if the Emperor is going to turn his back on me, come back and tell me.” I’m sorry.
Half an hour later, I heard from the frosting mouths of the world: without asking the Emperor to do it, the Jade Princess made herself into a cold palace.
It is said that she spoke in front of the Queen Mother, saying that she had no power over him until she had lived a life of two human beings and that the mountains were bound together.
I’m really having a good time in this business. It’s a human thing to wear one to teach the Emperor.
As a result, the Emperor did not say anything, but the Queen was turned white as her own aunt. She also asked whether the Queen was a woman in front of a bunch of court girls and whether she wanted to be monogamous.
I don’t think she really deserves to have any more of that. I think I’d be better suited to a little emperor than her.
Then she was taken into the palace by the Queen’s own will.
During the night, the Jade Princess sent a letter to the Queen-in-law and repeatedly begged that he should bring it to her hand and that she should not be seen. In fact, the Queen Mother also missed this niece’s past, but…
However, the Queen Mother is illiterate. So the Queen Mother invited her most trusted Emperor to read her this letter.
The Queen Mother was said to have been very moved by the letter and to have taken it to the Cold Palace after reading it. However, when she arrived, she had been poisoned and set on fire, and the letter had been burned with her ash.
However, this is only a popular version.
What did the Emperor see in that letter, whether the Jade Princess died or not, and how the fire was burned?
A few days after that, New Year’s Eve, the palace had red lanterns. The Jade Princess’s death was like a smog of smoke, and it spread out.
The Emperor said to me after breakfast, “It was you, but I didn’t read anything.” I’m sorry.
My nose is sour and my hand is holding his sleeve.
“Hmm? He took my hand and said, “What can I say?” I’m sorry.
And We bowed our heads and said, “Before the Princess, like his concubine, came from another place.” I’m sorry.
“This is it.” I’m sorry.
“Not the other place, but, uh, the other time.” For example, she and I came here thousands of years later. I’m sorry.
He noded his head.
“What? Aren’t you surprised? I’m sorry.
“I know she’s not the old one,” he said, “Three years ago, Jade wrote me a letter saying that she felt like she was living with another person and was taking control of her body and taking her memory. I tried to help her, but she insisted on not seeing me or hurting the person in her body. I’m sorry.
So that’s why she says she’s not like me. Because she slowly swallowed up her senses, she had memories, and she was not as dumb as I was, and she was in the dead.
We said, “What happened to her?” I’m sorry.
“She could not have been willing to enter the palace, and the Emperor bowed his head and felt a little regret at the bottom of his eyes, “she preferred freedom. I’m sorry.
“So… you knew it was the Jade Princess who killed the old Yu? I’m sorry.
“Well, I think she’s forced to live in someone else’s body, and there’s room for it. I killed her because of her. I’m sorry.
I nodded my head in my mouth.
The Emperor squeezed my hand softly: “So don’t blame yourself.” I’m sorry.
What? That’s a little euphemism.
“I’m not like her.” Shen Si-hwa died when I wore it! I’m sorry.
And he said, “Oh. I’m sorry.
“Why are you laughing?” I’m sorry.
“You don’t know her before. I’m sorry.
“Yeah, isn’t it sad? I’m sorry.
He looked down and laughed: “You wanted to know how I saw your age because of this.” I’m sorry.
“Well, did you know Shen Sihua before?” I’m sorry.
He said, “No. I’m sorry.
“I thought you liked her before. “I’m whispering.
“I like you. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
I jumped over to hold his arm, happy.
At the New Year’s Eve dinner, the Emperor invited his guests and hosted the leaders of several western minorities. And We sat behind half-transparent curtains with a group of wives, lest they should see.
One of the leaders had a black and red face, with a beard, whose eyes were full of contempt, and sometimes blinded the eyes of the wives, making me want to take his eyes off.
Half-eating, the moustache starts to pick up, saying that the wine in Nakahara is not as good as their goat’s milk perfume, and then that beef is bad and fish is too big. But you’re mad at me and a bunch of princesses, and hate can’t go out and tear his mouth apart. Instead, the Emperor calmed down, first he was given to change his milk, then to remove his fish, and then he was given a gold plate of fruit.
He took two bites, and couldn’t pick anything that didn’t fit his appetite, and then he laughed, “I heard that the original land was rich, and it was true.” I’m sorry.
The Emperor nodded his humble place.
The moustache goes on: “It’s a pity that the land is rich, it’s always unattractive.” The Chinese are not as smart as our nomads. I’m sorry.
♪ I can’t ♪
Don’t stop me, Grandma!
The Emperor threw a look at me through the curtains and let me sit down and stop.
I had to sit in a chair like a suffocating toad.
The Emperor’s face did not reveal any displeasure, but he said, “How can you see?”
“We had a wise man who died a thousand years ago, leaving a difficult question beyond the reach of many.” Six months ago, our family had 10 brave men who had three days and three nights to discuss and solve the problem. I’m sorry.
I heard the Queen’s face was a little white.
The Emperor, who has long been immersed in my tactics, is now well-versed in the theory of real numbers, calculus, limits, hormonals, etc., and has a big hand, laughing, “Let’s say I’m fresh.” I’m sorry.
Then the beard swung, and said, “This wise man left 17 cows as a legacy, with one-two, two-third, three-third, three-nine, please ask the Emperor, how to split it.” I’m sorry.
I almost laughed in the back of the curtain. No, no, no, no, no. No one really tried to bully my precious Emperor with this old-fashioned, pretentious twist?
As it turns out, he laughs at a moment of contemplation: “These three cattle are not totals, but 17/18. If you borrow a cow from someone else, you’ll have 18 heads. I’m sorry.
The moustache stunned, grunted and sat down.
“Don’t sit down, I have something to say.” I’m sorry.
The moustache stood up with no will, saying, “The Emperor says so.” I’m sorry.
“How much do you pay each year?” I’m sorry.
“At the end of the year, one tenth of the King’s newborn livestock is given to the king. I’m sorry.
“How many newborn livestock do you have this year? I’m sorry.
“2,000 heads. The moustache is a bit of a joy.
The Emperor smiled and asked: “It’s just 2,000.” I’m sorry.
The moustache was so sudden, it said, ” two hundred twenty-three. I’m sorry.
“One in ten seems to be a bad split,” and I almost laughed behind the curtains.
The moustache was also a shock, and apparently no response was anticipated.
Then the Emperor made a few changes, and then he smiled with his face: “So I will give you 20,000 of your 17,877. How about you give me one tenth of what you lent me?”
The moustache in his heart, he found himself left with one hundred and twenty-three heads. I’m sorry.
The Emperor was surprised: “Isn’t your ten warriors the ones who divided their inheritance?” The three sons borrowed a cow, the first one, the first one, the second one, the third one, the third one, and the other one, the other one, 18, which should have been paid out of the remaining cow, but ultimately the whole cow was used to pay off the debt, and it would have been unfair to repay the three sons that the wise man had not intended to give to him. I’m sorry.
I hear blood boils, bullies, little emperors, forever.
“The emperor said so much to prove that I was wrongly divided by the ten brave men of the Owl.” I’m sorry.
The Emperor shook his head: “It was only you who said that the Chinese were foolish, and I have made it clear that you were wrong.” I’m sorry.
I’d like to go out and give him a kiss.
A minister obviously moves faster than I do, just stand up…
The Emperor made a statement saying, “How dare you ask the Emperor how did he think of this problem? I’m sorry.
The smile of my mouth is on my face, and the next second, the Emperor’s words gave me a bad feeling.
“It’s not complicated. The total number of wise people who inherit is 17, not 18. I’m sorry.
I’ll nod my head, man. Don’t say that again.
But the world is always against the will, and the Emperor goes on to say, “I want you to remember the words of the Secretary of State here, and remember what your sum is, and what it is, in order to achieve it.” This one is the premise of everything. I’m sorry.
I watched him with my hands and my hands, and my grandmother and my fathers, so stop.
And he was like, “It’s a big thing, but it’s a big thing, and it’s a big thing, and it’s a big thing, and it’s a big thing. You have to think about it and ask yourself…
I’ve got a heart beating and the Jade Princess is dead.
His Majesty threw a sound:
“There’s one!”
…I’m covering my face.
Unexpectedly, the hordes rose and stood up and cried:
“There’s one!”
“There’s one!”
“There’s one!”
I’m sorry.
It has been recorded in the history of the assassination of 20 assassins at the Chai Palace in early September, eight years ago, who attempted to assassinate the Emperor and Ming.
I don’t know.
On the first day of the ninth anniversary, Queen Wang confessed to the crime and asked for help. The Qing Dynasty did not give the Queen’s Land his death, but he abolished his post and made him a nymph and repent.
I don’t know.
On the third day of September of the 10th, under the authority of Princess Shen. Since then, the Queen has spent his whole life with each other.
I don’t know.
On August 20th, 15th, 15th, the Emperor Qing Qing and his family joined the North West. The leader of the Owl clan was taken captive and killed himself by pretending to bite his tongue on the way to the Qing Emperor, drawing the Qing Emperor to come and suddenly stabbing the Qing Emperor with a poison blade.
In the early hours of August 21, 15, the Emperor died. On the same day, the Queen Shen died suddenly, 24 years old.
On August 25, Cheng Qing was sent back to the capital. Three days later, Lingxie returned to Beijing and buried with Queen Shen Shen.
End
(The whole text is over and then there’ll be one more than that. I’m not sure.
Extra:
A thousand years later, the Ming Anthem.
The lanterns, which had been lit for over a thousand years, waved and went out. In the darkness, the sound of a soft prostration was heard.
“Here. @Ambassah: #Jan25 #Jan25
The door of the graveyard of the water-deep jade was removed after a dreary noise had passed.
“Turn on the lights. The man said:
“Don’t move. We’re going this way. Nothing. A dumb voice says.
“All right. This time it’s a quiet man’s voice.
Following a slight sound, a dark lamp was lit in the corner of the cemetery. There were four people in the light, one in black, one in sunglasses, one with a big body, one with a big belly, one in a hoodie in the corner, and one in the middle, the bald one.
“It’s weird,” said the fat guy, “There’s a lot of good stuff in this tomb, and it’s gone to the main grave, and there’s no bird. How many of us do you despise?”
The man in the seemingly cold hoodie reached out and touched the lantern, nuanced: “This lamp is still warm. I’m sorry.
The bald guy put his hand on the fat guy’s big, soft ass: “Do you open the door too much and put out the lights?” I’m sorry.
“Fuck you, I’m a professional. The fat guy yelled, “And besides, the birdlight was behind the coffin, so he opened the door and it wasn’t a tornado. I’m sorry.
The sunglasser whistled and laughed, “That’s hell.” No one can put out the lantern, not just a ghost. I’m sorry.
The fat man threw his heavy backpack on the floor: “Whatever the hell, he’s got what he deserves, what he shouldn’t, and nothing happened.” I’m sorry.
The tombs are surrounded by gold powdered with gorgeous murals, with many sets of golden and silver instruments mounted against the walls. In the middle, two fragrance caskets were released, the older one carved with five claws of gold, and the smaller one painted a hundred birds.
The bald man seemed to hesitate and looked up around the grave room and looked around, and he cried, “Let’s open the coffin, first open the little one.” I’m sorry.
When the dusty, millennia of coffins were opened and the last layer of planks slowly removed, three groanings were heard in the grave room.
“The empty? I’m sorry.
“You’re blind with so many babies. “The fat guy reached in and touched a big thumb.
“Yeah. “The sunglasses were pushed by the sunglasses.
“So many black pearls, this girl is a mermaid? This is tea fragrance. And what are these? Look at Qi. “The fat man jabs the sunglasses.
“This is cowbones, according to my years of grazing experience. “The sunglasses say.
“Why? I’m sorry.
“I don’t know,” the sunglasser thought, “Maybe she wants a pot of pearl tea with coconuts.” I’m sorry.
The fat guy slapped him, “Show your mother’s ass when there was ass pearl tea.” I’m sorry.
The hoodie interrupts and says: “Stand still and open the main casket. I’m sorry.
The fat guy broke his mouth, and his hand went to the main casket, and he said, “This big guy must be better, little ones, waiting for the fat man to be flattered. I’m sorry.
The bald man kicked him in the foot: “Don’t talk nonsense.” I’m sorry.
In half an hour, the fat man was panting out the last coffin.
“Damn, this lid’s fucking Maddo. I’m sorry.
The bald man took a look at it: “There are two white bones round each other. I’m sorry.
“Good guy, nice. The sunglasses say:
“What else?”
“There’s nothing else but a box. “The bald man says,
“I drive me. The fat guy jumped up and said,
“It’s best not to open it.” I’m sorry.
The fat guy ignored him and opened the jade box.
“Fuck you?”
The people gathered up and saw nothing but grey pieces of paper.
“Damn, it was a note,” the fat guy said, “I’m sorry I looked at it and it was depraved.” I’m sorry.
The hoodie slightly changed, looking at two bones inside the coffin.
“This should be something very important for the owner. It’s not good. I’m sorry.
“I’m sorry. “The fat man was so scared, he put the box back in place, and he said,
“Go quickly. The man with the sunglasses also has a bit of a harsh face.
“No.” The fat guy picked up his backpack full of gold and silver, and went out and said, “The blind man, I think there’s some truth to what you said about that pearl tea. I’m sorry.
“What? I’m sorry.
A group of people walked out of the cemetery and the fat guy whispered.
And the bald man threw him in the face and kicked him in the foot: “Big man, you’re sick, you’re full of yellow waste. You’re still talking nonsense when you’re out of your way and you’re going to eat you? I’m sorry.
“No, really…”
Four people disappeared at the corner of the cemetery, and the heavy stone door of the grave room was slightly closed.
The lantern shakes, relights.
A low-pitched sound rang in the grave room:
“Shen Fei Sakura, you better explain to me what the three words mean. I’m sorry.
The air condensed, and there was a weak voice:
“Sakura Sakura. #Pilot: #YXA1DKrBnbJhp5OJLDRM8Mj
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
