Where’s the Golden House?
Blessed wife: the road of ancient clouds
The second month after I died.
A body has rotted and rotted, and the soul has turned into an aura in the palace.
She kept holding my bones, and she refused to let go of her soul, and cried out: ‘Sweet, you are who I see after you’ I’m sorry.
“Please, come back.”
One.
The Nagato Palace is far away from the inner court, and the mackerel is browsing and humid.
In addition to my body, I buried my unborn child, a small grave bag, all alone in the corner of the compound, which seemed forgotten.
On the day the child slips, Shen lays with him in the light of his white moon like a ride to the House of Lords, a hyena and a bell, with many people, a car and a horse, and a luxury.
I looked at people in cold blood and I did not put down the pride of Chu’s daughter.
“Your father, in the First Battle of Zhuzhou, lost 12 of his towns and fought against his country. “The words that are spitting out of the beautiful lips of Shen are killing people.
A beheading?
That’s my old father in the northwest of town, who has never lost his military career.
And We endured the heartbreak in the chest, and cried out to him with a touch of the forehead, strangling: How could it be that the wrong-doer was a liar? His Majesty asked His Majesty to find out the facts and bring justice to his father. I’m sorry.
And the blood that I strangle upon the cold white stone, and I hear in my ear the words of silence: “You have not yet learned the lesson. I’m sorry.
And We seized his cuffs, and cried for his father, but the next second he was turned over with a big hand, and fell upon the stone with no protection.
The emperor of the beam, with his beloved beautiful white moon, has made a fortune, and my last hope for my father’s love has been lost.
And he doesn’t know that I’m in the belly and that he’s got kids.
Four months of pregnancy and no more chance for a child to come to this world, I struggled for three days and three nights in a broken palace and finally gave birth.
The child, who was the last thought and companion of my extended house, was crushed to pieces.
And I was turned into A-Fly, because of my bitterness, and the system of the earth was afraid to take away the soul so easily, that I could say, “The ghost of the world can only resolve it in person, so that it will not be able to turn back early and return to life.”
So We were able to find a way to find it in the palace of Liang.
Sometimes I remember the past, but once I remember, the heart still hurts.
My name is Chu Joran, the daughter of the family of General Chu of the Republic, and my mother, Princess Anglé, who is a great beam, is of the highest birth.
When I was 12 years old, my mother wished to choose my place of refuge in the noblest king of the beam.
The sons of my uncles were a great warrior, a great warrior, and the three sons were so talented, so rich, so rich, so rich and so rich that they were so noble. And he stepped out of the midst of mankind, and gave his hand to our mother, saying, “As a mother, she has set forth her desire to marry a wife, and has stored it in a house of gold, as a treasure and a precious love. I’m sorry.
It is natural for the mother to accept the offer and to take the strength of the General’s Office in order to protect his son, Shen Zhu, from the struggle for victory and independence.
And I became, as I wished, the queen of the beam, when there was no doubt, and there was no doubt.
Why do you remember the past, when it was too difficult to remember?
Two.
I wandered in the city of Liang with no purpose, as if there was some sort of borderline, and I was so strong that I could not fly away.
Oh, it’s the Phoenix Palace. I’ve been living in a bedroom for six years.
Unnamed attraction led me to the temple, and I was hanging on the beam and staring.
The house had already changed significantly with the change of owner, and the original eccentric Autumn Harvest on the wall had been replaced with a ” Smoke and Rain Map ” , which sought to highlight the dignity of the owner.
The original dodo roses in the courtyard were eradicated and a series of tail bamboo was planted. Everything shows that there are no more traces of Queen Chu Joran, and everything is no longer mine.
In the temple, she was covered in her underwear, and she was well-dressed, and her eyes were gentle, or was she the way she was.
I was numb to watch the once-loved husband in the light of the moon, and patiently listened to the words of the little daughter’s house, as he had cared for me that year.
The emperor has no idea. Is everything a lie?
As if I had been trapped in the place where I was, and I could hardly move, so I hugged myself in silence: I would not cry.
On the following day, the palaces entered the house gently, and were raised.
“Ain, come to breakfast and wait for me to come back.” I’m sorry.
The only thing that was different to me was the medicine that the palace brought up after the day. Shen Zhuen told me that the doctor had given me a pulse and diagnosed me with a lack of the first celestial body, and that it was necessary to drink this potion daily to give birth to a healthy son.
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.
At the cost of six years, I was charged with the Queen’s infertility. In a post-mortem post-mortem showdown in the parliament as snowflakes.
Shen has set him free. He is a natural emperor. He is good at power and power, and even love is under his reckoning and control.
The heart of A-Fly really hurts, or it hurts in secret, or it breaks its heart, and never stops.
I also recall that since Shen Zhu’s accession to the throne, he had held an unprecedented election showgirl ceremony in order to balance forward-looking forces.
I was resting in the garden, listening to two little magistrels whispering in front of the fish pool: “Hey, have you heard that the only daughter of the Emperor, the only one, will enter the palace and the court of the right-sensei, if she dies, as the palace and the palace of the treasurer, respectively, and that we have a new master? I’m sorry.
The voice of the little palace girl leaps like a thunderbolt, torn to pieces by me, and I asked the two women who were left and left to ask for their sources.
The women of the court were also told by the eunuchs in front of them, but there was no unwinding wall in the world. I was sent to ask for the most recent message. I knew it.
And when my heart was filled with sanctuaries, I prayed for him to spend the day and the day in the Qur’an alone.
On the second day, the bodies of the two palace women were found to be sank in the pond, covered in cloth, blue and purple, without a good skin.
In a few days, the rumours that “the Queen lynchings lynchings, the treatment of a courtwoman with no major fault, the methods are brutal, and there is no sign of motherhood” spread over the palace. And the originator of the source is in the court of the euphoria of Xinnah at night.
My wounds are beginning to spread a colder, colder pain.
3
When Liang was a new nation, the north-west Huns looked at it, often looting cattle and sheep and glucose at the border, and after decades of rest and recuperation, the border was established. The last generation of the emperors of Liang gave full strength to rebuild the strength of the north-west of the town, while my father and brother-in-law were the generals.
My brother is young and a military genius of this generation in Kyoto, and his cavalry often resorts to far-off enemy tactics, long-distance raids and surprises. And this is an ambush for the irreconcilable cracks between me and Shen Shen.
In the second year of the beginning of the year, my father fought the Northwestern Army alone in a war of death, Shen Zheng set himself free as a leader, and demanded six successive orders to take the head of the country, while the big brother went hundreds of miles after the remnants of the Hun, but was caught in a trap and killed.
My brother’s head was cut off in a hard-on, and he disappeared on the prairie that fought for his country, and returned to the body of the capital, where the Hun sewd the head of a wolf!
The Huns sacrificed their lives with the head of the enemy of the wolf and the captive.
The body was sutureded with blood, and I can hardly imagine the pain and despair of the older brother. With his brother’s big hands, which were swollen and white, when they were young, with their delicate hands, they were strong and strong.
And now, with a different head…
As a mountain, I was not able to live with my children, but I was about to be drowned by pain and humiliation. I kneeled three days and three nights in front of the House of Assembly to ask Shen to follow after his brother, who had left the body of the Maghro, and my beloved Majesty told me: “True manners are to be followed by the court, and your brother lost his life in a defeat. I’m sorry.
Oh, good one’s against the rules.
I did not know at that time that she was more concerned than to address the occupation of the Huns, with the power of the General of the Auxiliary State, and with the 200,000 troops of the north-west that were not under the control of the emperor. He wants the General of the Republic, and no one will inherit the title.
And a familiar pain in the chest spreads, and I leave it to me, and it grows, and it hardens.
From March to March, the palace was in the middle of spring, with a heavy make-up, and a lovely twilight.
For months, I’ve been hanging on a phoenix beam, and I’ve been waiting for days in the palace, and I’ve been living a long life. Oh, no.
The end of March is the day of the spring feast, which I used to love, which always allowed me to have a bouquet of bouquets, to sing and dance and to be able to get married to a couple of young children of appropriate age, at the end of the year.
This year ‘ s spring feast is being conducted by the first hand of Princess Wan, and I watch with cold eyes the pompous thongs in the royal garden, so that I may not be dressed in such a way as to give my heart to the Emperor, but to give my strength to the family.
The palaces of the small side are no different from the battles of the Jingo Iron Horses. They sink for their desires, kill for their glory, go forth and fall into it, and become pawns in the court hall.
I’m wandering around, and I’m leading a beautiful young girl out to Shen.
“Your Majesty, this is a distant sister of my concubine’s family, who, at the age of 15 years, has always been at home, saying that he admires His Majesty’s heaven and earth. I’m sorry.
“Ahead. @Siña: #Siña
The girl smiled up, but my turn was lost.
But in the eyebrows there are five parts like my maidens.
What’s she doing?
My face is gruesome, but I have not been angry, and I look at the young girl with some thought.
And the woman who gave thee a blessing, full of rosy faces, and looked like a lovely lady of the house.
Just like me years ago.
Shen kept her eyes closed, and held her hand in the same way as the month: “My dear Princess has a heart, and today’s spring feast shall be full of flowers, and the Kingdom of Thailand and the People, I am most kind.” I’m sorry.
I can’t stand it.
“Your Majesty has a great time and your concubine is in the harem. I’m sorry.
That being said, I’m a ghost, and I smell a test.
It’s a panic that women can’t catch men.
But you’re a princess, and you’re the man of His Majesty’s heart, and I’ve become a rotting flesh in the Nagato Palace.
4
“Your Majesty, my concubine has introduced her sister because she is pregnant and has no one to care for His Majesty. I’m sorry.
Shen Zheng said, “Be assured that I will come with you as soon as I have finished my work, and that I will not have to wait.” I’m sorry.
The joy of the bride’s pregnancy has attracted attention at once, and there has always been a human welcome throughout the spring feast, as if the season was full of spring wind and a winner.
I look at the sun and stand side by side, and love and love, and I look like a fool.
The child I remember, I had a child.
I drank the soup after every good time, but once I was ill, I let the maid take it, and this time the fish, I got pregnant. And yet, a big wave.
This may be the reason for the long-term use of drugs, where the child is stunted in the mother’s body and is left without an arm when born. There is no need, even a symbol of evil, for an incomplete prince to value his children and the beam of faith. And I, the queen of the great beam, gave birth to a freak with limbs, and in the front and back palace, were undoubtedly the target of public opinion.
On that day, the child was born less than a day later, and Shen let him die alive.
I’m just laughing at it and feeling cold from the bottom to the top.
Children and power are shackles under His Majesty’s authority, and today’s benefactors take care of you as treasures, and they lose their value as dust, and everyone is allowed to speak out.
In the Phoenix Palace, it’s beautiful.
I’m hanging on a pole, shaking my body with no lower limbs, boring…
Shen Zhu is sitting on her couch and she is placing a baby medicine in her arms during the season. It’s like a twilight cake. It’s a kiss. It’s like the Emperor’s speech book.
A day of prostitution!
I hate to draw circles.
After a while, she put the princess to sleep and let her go to the palace. On the table there is this stack of high-heavy coupons, the top of which is onion green, with a gold edge.
And suddenly I remember, this is the “Longman.”
A month before I died, I was given five hundred pounds of gold, to be given by the king of thought, who was known for his work.
We wanted to meet him in this way before we died, and the Naho Palace gate was sealed, and it was a month late.
“And lo, lo and behold, there is a dream, and there is a shadow upon him. I can’t see, and if I die, The roosters weep and grieve, and look at the light of the moon. Audiences are on the stars, and Beacon comes from the east. I look forward to a high court, if the season falls. Night Manchuria is as old as ever, and it’s never gonna get any worse. And wait and see, and the pavilion will come to light. The concubines are pitiful, old and not forgotten. I’m sorry.
Since the age of 12 married to Shen Zhen, the joy of the young couple and their sincerity, two small guesses and mutual interdependence have become like the dregs of the snow, flooded with suspicion and exploitation. There is only self-pity, age and never forget.
I’m standing behind the emperor, and I’m reading it in secret: It’s good, it’s real. Unfortunately, there’s no one left.
When the Golden House was in, it was empty.
5
The night was dark and the dark candles were swaying, and they were so beautifully lined up. He’s got a pair of eyes, long tail lashes, and at this point he’s very dark, if any.
Suddenly, he rises and walks out, and a moment of appeal leads me to follow. Like a ghost, he walked slowly along the red wall of the palace, and the buildings on both sides became more and more scarcely broken and became more depressed. This route…
The secret is to the Nagamon Palace!
The early spring night was cold and the walls of the Zhu red palace were covered with traces of paint stripping, revealing a smell of corruption.
Shen Zhuen seemed to be exhausted and stood in the shadow of the roof as a sculpture, without moving for a long time.
“Smally,” the unheard of murmurs with the wind.
I’m not sure what I’m talking about.
Shen Zheng, why don’t you go inside and see? There’s a surprise in the house.
And We looked upon him with frightfully, except that he had flashed in his dark eyes, which had not been seen in the past, a glimpse of confusion and thoughts, and that between his fast-locked eyebrows was the soft colour of the young.
I know you blame me, I miss you. I’m sorry.
I don’t have any more in my heart, but I’m in a hurry and you’ll see me.
The Day of Begging. That is the day We and Shen gave each other a promise.
There is one way to say that, once we meet, there are countless winners.
And when the love was strong, Shen Zhu Zhui said to me: “Sweetie, I have just entered the throne, but I may be busy with the joy, but I will take you out of the palace for a light.” This promise continued until I was thrown into the cold palace, and it was not clear to the man who had no heart to remember it.
Anyway, people are dead, it doesn’t matter.
I picked my teeth on the beam, and I had a little time.
The only entertainment that has been trapped by this border for about a month has been to observe His Majesty’s daily presence, to receive his guests, and to please his wife. From sunrise in the morning to the night, there will be silence, and she will remain unpaved and busy.
It’s hard to be king!
I’m tired of all the ghosts, and I have to keep my eyes closed for a moment.
As I was wailing, Shen looked so full of heart, he walked into the royal attic, moving one of the porcelain vases with skill, and wringing with the bottom of the vase — a dark cell opened.
I’m the one who’s following. He had a tight eyebrow and drew a letter from Danggli, which had been opened for a few short seconds, as if for a long time.
That is a secret letter of the Entiree’s inquiry, a few short lines, but the past was revealed for many years.
In the second year of the founding, shortly after Shen Zhuen’s accession to the throne, the killing of Huns and the resumption of fighting along the border, the battle between the beams and the Huns concerned, and the need to put an end to the reigns of the Huns, the National Assembly’s decision was to join forces, kill the king and build his second brother, who was left alone, in order to keep peace at the border under the law of his relatives.
At the heart of this war is the Office of the General of the Auxiliary State, which is the centre of her commitment. But in the old days of the fire, the palace had already drawn the terrors of the Chinese forces. According to Kanjii’s investigation, my brother went into the savannah to pursue the war, where the advance troops had infiltrated the army, where he had shown the pursuit forces the wrong direction, where the climate had changed in such a way, where he had been severely reduced in the face of the cold, and had been forced into a desperate situation by the Hun’s ambush cavalry!
And suddenly I lifted a chill from the back of my back, but my eyes were warmed, and my fingers reached out and touched my cheeks: one drop and two drops and my heart was in pain, but my hatred of the sheath was not diminished. After all, the guard can continue to pursue it, and in the end, crediblely, the great Emperor Zhu wrote: “Stop the investigation.”
Six.
On the day of the Day of Beggar, the Emperor has long been alone in the Royal Library, without turning over the green name of any concubine, and has even eaten the Queen of the Crown Palace like a pineapple.
In the evening, the small eunuchs of the palace began to whisper to their masters, and the Zhao dog shivered like a sieve, and even the hairs of his neck were raised, and the royal cat of the Queen’s palace made a terrible sound, until the night came to an end, and it caused no peace.
At the same time, the entire Kyoto ground began to shake, and the air was soaring as a mine, and the ground was so full of horses.
An earthquake came out of nowhere!
But, fortunately, it is not too strong. Apart from the particularly high level of construction and some cracks, some of the dirt-grassed houses have been badly damaged and there has been little loss of people and property.
Shen Zheng went out of his house in three or two steps in her coat and went straight to the palace of mercy.
And the great beam of the Queen, who was not his mother and father, had made a great effort in his accession to the throne, and the earthquake had come, in any case, to take over the palace of mercy.
Fortunately, Queen Queen’s Queen is suffering from headaches and sleeps are very shallow at night. At the beginning of the earthquake, the old lady woke up and greeted the people of the Palace of Mercy, which was undamaged.
Shen Li relaxed.
At dawn, the palaces began to count the losses up and down, with a total of 12 injured persons, the sleepers, who did not listen to the screams and fell down on the beam, and no one died.
I’ve got my hands on my chest, and I’m bored watching the people of the palace.
When the Ministry of Industry’s Castery Bureau, Mr. Li, responded, he spoke with pride and boasted of the quality of the construction of the house.
Shen Ziwei listened to the findings of the Castery Bureau on the seismic clean-up inventory and waved to get people back. He’s still a bit confused, he doesn’t have a reason, and he’s not aware of it.
The House of Mercy, the Temple of Propaganda, the House of Phoenix, the House of peppers…
Where else? I can’t remember, but I have a heart.
At night he finally remembered when he was lying in bed ready to sleep.
Nagato Palace!
He immediately took a seat and walked out of the temple with only one jacket. The guards almost didn’t respond.
I watched him go away in the shadows and in the direction, and my mouth smitten with a smirk.
The Nagato Palace, far from the inner palace, was originally my mother’s other palace, which was dedicated to Shen as a walker by her mother in her proximity to the Great Liang. I was subsequently dispossessed, abandoned, and my mother’s home gradually collapsed, without maintenance, and the quality of the house was of concern.
I’m going to follow the legions gently, to the Nagato Palace. I’m a curious person who sees me dead.
The palace is rotting, and it has to be broken out of the way, with the only door locked to the ground, as if it were to keep a broken heart. The doorman, the young eunuch, searched for a long time before he inserted the keys into the lockhole.
Shen Shizuku is so desperate to wait, that he has to be overwhelmed by fear and anxiety.
And the lock was opened and the palace door fell down,
He threw people away and walked into the house. “Everyone waits outside!” and it’s pouring out.
And We passed through the gates of rotting ruins, so We dazzled in them, and saw what kind of play Our son-in-law would sing.
Surely you have seen me decomposed into empty eyes and left behind bones.
Are you in pain?
Shen Zheng kneeled in front of my bones without a sound. With one hand and one hand in his head, only the pale and hard bones reveal the pain of the emperor at this moment.
I just want to laugh…
Ha ha ha ha ha ha, you have today. It’s a rush to revenge.
7
When I was quick to give up my revenge, and when I was mad, a huge gravitational force came at me — I was sick.
“Peach, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up.” And the sound of the crumbs is ringing in my ears and shaking my arms from time to time.
Dude, is black and white like that all the time?
I was lost and woke up, and a delicate, strange face shook in front of me. And when I opened my eyes, the girl wept, and said, “Peach peaches, peaches, peaches, peaches, you are awake.” How’s your head? Does it hurt? I’m sorry.
Seeing me speak or not, the girl plays me with a tumbled brain, “No fool, peach. I’m sorry.
“Shuss — who are you? “I took a breath, and I was confused.
“I’m Chu! Your best friend, it’s just you and me. “The girl is so big.
Friends? God.
I looked around my face: the house was worn out and there was no servant, and it was still a cold and quiet face.
Take the copper glasses by the bed, take a look at the face, the almonds, the round faces, the fleshy chin, and it’s almost cute.
I squeezed myself, and I squeezed the girls around me. I’m Chu Joran, reborn!
“Peach, don’t let it down. We’ll live in this cold palace.” “I caught the key word when the young girl was lying around.
“The Cold Palace?” I said.
“Are you worried you’re not sick? We were both angry and humbled by His Majesty. I’m sorry.
I’m a half-wit and I get the information from the girl’s mouth: The owner of the body, Chon Chon, was sealed as a beauty when she entered the palace, and was good at painting and writing and writing. And Tru, my hand, she loves a wide range of hunting, and the astronomical geography is particularly good at astronomical calculations. We’ve chosen to enter the palace together, and she’s been sealed.
We were accused by a small man of saying in the garden that she was not worthy of her place, and we were denigrated there. All our servants are exempted from service in the seasons, and everything comes down to the lowest level, and life is a good one.
I’m going to take a look at the house while I’m listening. In the bedroom next door, the master’s study room, said it was so shabby that there was only one desk and a bench, and the platinum of the drawings was so uneven and colourless that even paints could not be used more, even some colours, that they could be picked up in situ and made of natural plants.
I lifted up a picture of the original, a picture of Shen. A few shallow pens focused on the eyes and positions of men, and a king’s ablaze appeared on the paper and was painted with great deity.
And the Lord is also a woman who is very fond of Shen.
Tru Tsai is my only friend in the Cold Palace and, to be precise, only we are in this Cold Palace. A pair of unlucky sisters.
She’s still my number one fan of my drawing, and she’s always holding on to my hand-grabing little workbook. “Peacher, I’ve heard that the Xin-su country on the west side of Liang is the home of a daughter, a good enough woman to take the exam, enter the competition, become a governor, a painter as good as our peach, and become the chief painter!” I’m sorry.
I’ve heard it’s useful and I’m happy. Not only did you blow me a rainbow, but you encouraged me with your actions.
The cold palace is dark and damp, and the lack of attention is prone to impurities and to illness in which people live for a long time. Paper of poor quality is more likely to be destroyed.
I don’t care if I can keep my work, but I care more about it than I do about my drawings, and she helps me collect them and pulls me out and hangs them on the roof every day.
Day by day, crawling down, baptizing with paintings, and I’m beginning to feel that the resentment, the in virulence, that sprouts in the bones…
No, just after the May rainy season, we talked about moving the house and paintings out to see the sun.
I spent my time with Chushu and Kowloon to remove the screens and bedbooks and to hang the paintings under the roof.
And we were so busy, we were as wept as cattle, we sat down on the rocks before the house, and leaned together to appreciate Our work. In addition to Shen’s various body parts, I like to record my life’s history with drawings. Some of them were in my mother’s arms when they were young, some of them were with me, some of them were with me, some of them were with me, and some of them went to the palace for various parties.
Anyway, there’s only ginger and tweed in the cold palace, and no one else will look into it.
8
On those days, Chu said that he had a stomach ache, and I was trying to persuade her to eat less and clear her stomach.
It’s amazing, even for a few days, to sit in a bed with a tummy in it, with no wind at all, with a thin, cold sweat on its forehead, and the way in which the tigers and the tigers stand.
I’m like an ant on a hot pot.
However, access to the premises is prohibited and only in the evenings can a medical doctor be requested. If that happens, it’ll hurt. Self-reliance must be tailored.
I looked through the ancients and medical books available at my disposal and looked forward to finding some medicine to alleviate the pain of my little sister.
Poor thing. I finally found it.
Ginger yellow: a medium medicine, impregnated with water, dryed with slicing, able to break abrasive bruises and go through pain. It is also rich in ginger yolk and can extract yellow edible dyes.
I jumped out of my way and went to the library to move the ginger and yellow that was used to paint and to drink the cuisine.
My father died and my mother was gone, and at least I had my clothes, and I was in this courtyard with me, and I stood by each other.
Under my supervision, the courtesan has been drinking ginger and yellow for several days, and the abdominal abdominal pain is much better.
Whoo-hoo! I’m relieved. The sunflower really hurts.
But the point is, it’s not enough for me to paint. It’s only a round of ginger and yellow seeds.
I can’t. I’ve been eating my coat for 20 years and now I’m going to start my own land.
But it’s not that complicated.
I’ve opened a corner in the front yard, and I’ve turned the floor over, and I’ve made a waste of it. When the sun rises and the sun enters and the spring grows and the autumn falls,
And pouring water after six months, and day and day watch. I’ve grown full of fruit!
I’ve got enough of a sack of seeds, and I’ll need some water later.
I had to think.
Summer, sun like fire.
It’s quiet, but lately, I’ve been hearing the sound of the ping-pong-pong noise outside the walls of the palace.
It was the palace next door that was being repaired, and the Castery Agency sent 20 craftsmen to work overtime and to work more hours, making it impossible for people to rest.
I’m guessing it’s probably the earthquake last year, some of the palace structures are shifting, the beams are cracking and people can’t live. However, the foundry department had limited manpower and had to start repairing women’s beds in the palace, so it was not until this year that the palace near the Cold Palace was repaired.
I filmed the shoulder of the suit and pulled the hot-looking little sister back into the house.
Anyway, what does pretty have to do with me?
Who’s gonna have nothing to do with this?
With that in mind, I continue to grow ginger and yellow with peace of mind, painting, tweezing and sleeping. I feel like I’m in a good mood, and I’m strong.
I was sleeping at noon in 20 days.
After three years of silence, the cold palace door was snapped and I was shocked by a carp beating.
Come on.
And when I think of the groceries of the yard, I say, “Well, let’s go to the Castery and bring it with us to fix the Cold Palace, peach peace, we’re in the sun, and no one will blame us.” I’m sorry.
I’m walking outside the house with my crazy right eyelids. Just walked out the door and I saw a tan.
That’s…
The only color of the Emperor’s dragon shelf.
A moment of panic in my heart and a moment of wailing in my heart: I’ve become like this.
That’s all I’m doing.
I’ve seen my loved ones for a year, and I’m still pretty. But this time, my heart no longer fluctuates, with the complex emotions of grief, hatred and anger that have not been envisaged, like the strangers I met once upon a time.
The eunuchs, with their throats full of questions, ask not only the seals, names, family history, but also the reasons for being denigrated.
Shen had said nothing but listened silently, and in the light of my kneeling, only saw his bright yellow horn moving slowly, and then walked into my seedlings and walked into the temple, but for most of the time he was present in front of the painting.
I’m hanging under the roof of a painting.
Shelton’s footsteps, a look at it, as if it were able to spot a hole.
And We left him to look round, without explanation, and My drawings were large and varied. They were short of parents and nothing to look at.
“Who made this painting? I’m sorry.
“Your Majesty, the concubine. “I have no face.
“The chosen perspective is unique, the pen is full of love and good work. He says:
“Last year’s Kyoto earthquake, the palace damaged a lot of buildings, and today I’m here to visit the Cold Palace. He’s staring at me.
And if I had nothing to say, “Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concubine and Chu-chul are here unattended but self-sufficient, except for medicine.” I’m sorry.
Shen Zheng seems to have something to say to me, and if I hesitated for a moment, I was moving.
But since then, except for the usual medications I have applied for, all the women who have served the palace have arranged for them, even for the festivals and festivals.
It’s not a cold palace, it’s good to drink, it’s not a bad fight, it’s a good day!
All the things that come to me, like rags, curds, rodars, garbs, even paper and pencils. According to Chu, these are the top-notch paper produced by Chenzhou and the lake pen produced by Zhejiang, the paper is soft and soft, the platinum pen is splattered and durable, and the items are carefully selected.
I’m getting more suspicious. We’re both low-class concubines, and we’re upset. Why would Sang-in send these good things?
Why did Shen Shuu-Lu come to Cold Palace?
Thinking of me dying alone because I was neglected?
It doesn’t matter, little man.
I’m not Chu Joran anymore.
9
On Mid-Autumn Day, Shen Zhuan sent another message to invite the concubine who had retired from the Cold Palace to join the palace. It’s for me and me. It’s just the two of us.
Come along with the divine orders, and make-up aunts, who brought ten courtesan skirts, most of which were red skirts, my favorite color.
But the body’s original adornment is not suitable for the red.
And on the day of Mid-Autumn We chose a purified twilight dress, like the sky washed by rain, fresh and fresh.
Truman pulled me in a little corner and whispered, and two people were left alone.
“The two sisters, I see, were they newly integrated into the palace? * I’m surprised that the sound of the season is so soft *
She hasn’t even lifted her eyelids yet. She’s so cold. “That’s your sister in the Cold Palace. Don’t you remember? It seems to be the case.
The season seems to have come up with something.
I’m not talking to them anymore, and I’m still in the corner and I’m enjoying the carefully designed dance.
The lights of the House, one and the other,
An arrow was wrapped in the night and cut through the night sky to the point of radiation.
And when they find it, it is near!
I was so shocked that Shen was ready to escape the arrows. The guard around him was busy protecting him, and he drew a short sword out of his cuffs, three or two steps towards the season.
It’s still his favorite woman who’s gonna keep it safe — I’m in the dark.
But the next second came as a shock! Shen lays his hand with a sword on his long neck as long as the snow.
“Til Mingcheng, come out, there’s no need to hide in the dark. Shen has long legs and is like a rainbow.
Jimingcheng? Isn’t that Qianjin’s father, Lord Right Suk?
Only dozens of heavily armed soldiers dressed in armour suddenly swung into the banquet hall and surrounded it.
A middle-aged man dressed in a black and gold coat is in the middle, walking in the middle, and speaking with a venom and conceit: “Your Majesty’s fine hand is nothing more than a late death, no use! I’m sorry.
Come on, he’s turning to the same way he’s doing. I’m sorry.
It is not a matter of taking into account the dangers of the season.
The season is as pale as the one that’s drowning, and he’s dying to grab his cuffs and beg.
The soldiers of the black nails were ordered by the order of Qingcheng and began to kill at once, as in the case of cucumber cutter.
The party was attended by the Princess of the palace and by the women of foreign ministers. There was almost no response, and the scene was bloody.
Tru is much faster than I am, drag me into the back! In a panic, my hands shivered beyond control, but I couldn’t help but look back and look at the front.
I have a glimpse of my remaining light — a ferocious body-killer in gold armor and silver helmets will come in and follow the many generals who quickly set up a counter-corresponding siege on the soldiers of the black armor, and the two sides are fighting very quickly and inexplicably!
Gold and silver helmets?
That’s the armored color of the General’s own soldiers.
With a long knife, a strutting force, a man’s courage.
Like, like… Dad?
But he was beheaded.
And let me not think that the crowd entered in the rear, and I was taken with me to the back garden. The crowd that fled was like no fly, no direction.
I snuck back to the Cold Palace along the walls with Chushu, and at this point the High Princess was the target of arrest and no one would search it.
We’re both blocking the palace door from inside. The fighting outside, the screams, the noises, the noises that followed, began to heal.
Another five days, a afternoon.
I put down my brush, shivered the work that was just finished and hung it out with satisfaction.
Surprisingly, the court is neutral in a bright yellow figure, one person without any entourage.
The man came to me on foot and slowly, with the eyes of tenderness when the ice melted. I thought I was hallucinating.
I’ll have someone to hold me in my arms, and on his chest is his only clean breath.
I know it’s you. I’m late. I’m sorry.
“Your Majesty, Your Majesty is not mistaken. Your concubine’s name is Chon Zhen, and my parents call me peaches. I’m nervous to explain, there’s something about fear and past.
Shen Zheng is very sure and holds my hand ever more tight: “Sweety, don’t hide from me. I miss you. I’m sorry.
I’m not going to let you know.
That’s a picture of my brother’s defeat.
“Pretty, the next painting can also explain that the death of Prince Chu is a matter of secret, not known by a low-class princess. I’m sorry.
“The affair of your father was a pre-set trap, for the purpose of playing a play, to find a spy in the army, and to serve your brother, Zhao Xue, and that day’s mid-Autumn Palace feast, and after I had consulted with the General of the Aixen, so as to wipe out the Zumingcheng Party. I’m sorry.
“Choose, since you left, I see everyone like you. I’m sorry. Will you come back? I’m sorry.
“We will have children, many, many children…”
The voice of Shen can’t smell, only I can hear it. For the first time in his life, the emperor of the beam is afraid to be low on his head.
But what about my kids? You have many chances to keep him, and many chances to keep my body. And the images of the dead, day and night, strangling around the House of Nagamon, re-emerging.
I am no longer struggling, no longer discerning, no doing anything.
The world had a heart attack, but the injured had the right to refuse forgiveness.
10
I have no further response to Shen Zhen’s judgment on my rebirth.
I refused to accept the death of Qianjin, who wanted me to move back to Phoenix. He comes day after day and stops at the Cold Palace.
It took two days for the people of the palace to reset the house with flowers. Every night he held me to sleep and I couldn’t breathe. And I don’t care to get out of it. You just hold it. The natural heater is not white.
When he went up in the daytime, I started to paint and squish. It’s full of sacks of ginger and yellow, and it’s good enough for ginger.
When Tru came in to talk to me, I was wearing my sleeve, like a blacksmith, grinding gold powder. “Peaches, what are you doing? I’m sorry.
“Reserve paint, I’d like to draw a relic that can be kept for a long time. I smiled softly.
It took me a month to make gold from ginger and gold.
Shen Zhuen was a good emperor who kissed me on the forehead and went up to the top as usual before he told me to go hunting for three days and asked me if I would go.
I smiled, and said, “The concubine is not in good shape, and I wish His Majesty a happy return and a happy hunting.” I’m sorry.
I asked for one thing, to help me count my life. I’ll be the daughter of a normal family in my next life. I’ll work and work. I’ll have two children, husband and wife, and beauty.
Enough.
When I took my coat, I lifted my sleeves and started working, and I took my brush and painted the walls. The three days of hard work are all the more satisfying.
The night was silent, and I lay down in the shower and took a lot of lead white.
“If she were a woman, she would be a treasured house.” I’m sorry.
Who sees what was forbidden then, Ajiao admires who.
Shen Shuen, this time I’m really going to put it down. May you be free as soon as possible.
I’ve shown you the weather of the second day. It’s a warm winter that is clear and clear, and the sun is so bright that people can’t open their eyes.
And I think that the golden house under the sun shall be especially beautiful with shining gold powder.
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It’s hard for you.
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