Kusuriya no Hitorigoto

It was when the black belt was handed out during the evening.

You put it on for seven days in the sense of mourning.

At that time, there was no meat at all, even a small amount, in the meal, so some of it grabbed my mouth.

The meal of the terminal woman (for the sake of shaving) is twice a day, to the extent that grain (zaku) and juice, occasionally, vegetables (sai) are behaved as one dish. It is a sufficient amount for a yakisu cat (maomao), but most would think it is not enough.

There is a lot going on with my youngest daughter in bulk.

Some were from peasants, some were town daughters, and some were official daughters of lesser numbers. Some treatment should be good if the parent is an official, but it is nevertheless a matter of personal material development when it is a reason to work lower. There's no way I can be the queen with the room that I can't even read or write letters. A queen is a profession.

(In the end, it didn't make sense?

The cat and cat knew what caused the disease in the East Palace.

Lady Pear Flower and the maids used plenty of white fun. It's a luxury that the common man can't handle.

It was also used by the upscale girls in the brothel. Some prostitutes (gypsies) earned a peasant's share of silver overnight, some bought it themselves, and some got it as a gift (gift).

It was white from face to neck, and it eroded the body of a prostitute, and caused some to die.

Because my uncle kept using it even when he said "stop."

Cats and cats have seen a few by their uncles the slender, debilitating and dying prostitutes.

I put my life and beauty on the scale, and I ended up losing both.

So I broke a short branch, and wrote a brief sentence, and placed it before the two queens. Well, I didn't think I'd believe the warning written by the terminal woman, who couldn't procure paper or a brush.

When the mourning dawned and no one could see the black belt, I heard rumors about Lady Jade Leaf. Losing the East Palace, the Heartbroken Emperor seems to have mercy on the surviving princess.

I can't hear you going through to Lady Pear Flower (Rifa), who has also lost my son.

(for convenience)

When the cat drank up the juice with just a few pieces of fish in it, he cleared the dishes and headed to the office.

"Calling, is it?

The cat and cat holding the laundry cage were stopped by a magistrate (cancer).

He said to come to the chief palace officer's room in the center.

A palace clerk is one of the three divisions that divides the rear palace greatly, and refers to a woman officer who is at the bottom. The other two, the concubines with the room, are the inmates, and the inmates are in the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

(What can I do for you?

The eunuch also speaks to the younger girls around him. Apparently I'm not the only one.

I'm sure there aren't enough people out there.

When the cat and cat placed the cage in front of the room, they followed the eunuch.

The palace chief's wing (rather) is by the main gate of the four gates connecting the rear palace to the outside. When the emperor visits the rear palace, he is bound to pass through the gates here.

It wasn't a very cozy place, even though they called it in. Finally, the head (not) is high.

It is a more luxurious building than that of an intermediate queen, although it is slightly inferior to that of an adjacent chief inmate. Each of the columns is carved, and the Zhu pillars are wrapped with bright dragons.

When I walked into the room being urged, it was an out-of-the-box landscape with just one big desk. Inside, there are about ten other youngest daughters besides the cats and cats, with anxiety, some expectation and some excited expression.

"Yes, that's it. You can go home."

(That?)

I was unnaturally separated for some reason. Only the cat and cat enter the room, and the rest of the youngest go home to a lot.

Although the room seems to be still large when it comes to capacity.

Cats and cats look around with their necks tilted and realize that the sights of the ladies are gathering in one.

There is a woman sitting inconspicuously in the corner of the room, and a servant who serves it, a woman who is a little distant and senile. I remember a middle-aged woman being the chief of the palace, but I wonder what a woman looks better than that.

(Mmm?)

For a woman, she has wide shoulders and simple clothes. He wraps his hair together with a towel and lowers the rest.

(Is he a man?

He smiles soft like a heavenly woman and looks at the ladies. Chief Miyagi is turning red.

I see how everyone dyes their cheeks.

The cat and cat thought it would be about this man who had heard rumors that he was a very beautiful eunuch.

A scroll celestial woman with silky hair, flowing contours, long cut eyes and willow-like brows has never been more beautiful.

(What a waste)

That's what I thought without dyeing my face. We can't have kids because we're out of something important. If it is the child of that man, how good is it to be appreciative?

But with all that human detached beauty, the man stood up in a flowing motion, pondering an unscrupulous (fuzzy) thing that the emperor would also be able to cage (hang out).

Head to your desk and take a brush and write something down in a graceful move.

With a grin like sweet dew (kanro), the man showed his writing.

The cat and cat hardened.

"You're still there, you silly woman."

In summary, it said this.

I guess I didn't miss the cat and cat move.

There was a full smile on my face.

When the man wrote, he slapped his palm twice.

"This is the end of the day. You can go back to your room."

The lower girls leave the room with a haircut behind them. Without knowing what the earlier writings mean.

The cat and cat noticed that all the youngest girls leaving the room were small and had a conspicuous appearance to scuff. But I guess I couldn't read that looking at the writings didn't show any reaction.

That writing wasn't meant to be a cat or cat.

As I tried to leave the room with the other youngest, my palms were eating into my shoulders with disappointment.

When I turned around in horror, there was an eyelid, blinding grin of a heavenly woman.

"I don't think so. You're staying."

Needless to say, I didn't say whether or not.