Kusuriya no Hitorigoto

About half an hour before the park tournament began, Lady Tamaha and the samurai waited for their time in the east room of the garden.

The pond was covered with colorful carp, and leaves with few red-dyed red leaves were scattered.

"Thanks to you for saving me."

The light of day is enough, but the wind is cold and dry. Usually I just have to shake when I hang around, but thanks to my skin clothes with hot stones (Cairo) we're all not that bitter.

Princess Suzuli (Linley), who was worried, is also round in a cage. I also put hot stones in the cage.

"Unroll the princess's from time to time. Because it may cause low temperature burns. And be careful, if you lick too much candy, your mouth will tingle."

Cat and cat (Maomao) have a replacement hot stone in their hand cage. The princess's diapers and dressing are among them. The firebowl that warms the hot stone has already been asked by the eunuch to carry it in.

"Okay. Nevertheless."

Hehe, and a pranky laugh leaks. The other maids laugh bitterly.

"You're my maid."

and pointed to the jade necklace.

"Thank you very much."

The cat and cat decided to keep the word.

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Gaoshun looked at the Lord who was in the mood of Lady Toku.

With a heavenly smile and a heavenly sweet dew, Mr. Nong (Jinshi) was more lustrous than the young Princess and Our Lady of Virtue.

From his usual simple official clothes, he adds some embroidery and just gives his hair a silver twist, but he blushes his queen in a luxurious garment.

I hate it when I get here, but the blurred concubine herself moisturizes her eyes, so it won't be a problem.

He is a completely sinful person.

Go around the three queens, then head to Lady Jade Leaf.

I found him in the east room across the pond.

Although Mr. Ngai should be treated equally against the Fourth Lady, lately, Lady Tamaha's shoulders have been very strong. Well, the Emperor's Lady should not be so problematic, but it is clear that there are other reasons.

Give thanks to the Queen. I praise the red clothes look good on me.

Indeed, it suits and is beautiful. Princess Hu's mystery and innate brilliance seem to mingle to the air.

Probably about Lady Tamaha when it comes to people who are not inferior to Mr. Nong in glamour in the rear palace.

That's not why the ladies around me weren't beautiful, but each one of them drew their own charm.

The amazing thing about Mr Nong is that he clearly speaks of it.

Everyone wants to be praised for the part that they like, that's where it goes well.

Mr. Nong does not lie.

Just don't tell the truth.

He seems to be pretending to be calm, but the left corner of his mouth is slightly raised. For years, a squire who has served understands. It is the expression of a child with a toy in front of him. It's stubborn.

Make it look like you see the princess's face and approach the little samurai.

but.

There was an unfamiliar maid there who looked so disgusting as if she looked down somewhere without expression.

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Good afternoon, Mr. Nong.

Be careful not to put your face on the table that you're here again, you free bastard.

I want to be as calm as possible because high order is watching.

"Are you wearing makeup?

"No, I didn't, though"

I'm just putting red in my mouth and everything else is fine.

I still have thin spots around my nose but not enough to care.

The scabbard's gone.

"Yeah, I erased it."

All that is left is a long time ago, when I stabbed myself with a needle and put it in. I didn't stab him deeply and put it on with a thin dye. That disappears in about a year.

Even though he disappeared, he did the same thing as a sinner's sentence, but his uncle showed which color was difficult.

"You put on makeup and turned it off, didn't you?

"I lost my makeup, so I disappeared."

(Uh, appropriately yes, yes, I should have said it)

Cats and cats noticed that they had responded incorrectly but it was too late.

"What you're saying is strange, contradictory"

"No. That's not true"

Makeup is not just about cleaning anything. Sometimes a married woman purposefully wears makeup to make her ugly.

Cats and cats wore dry clay and dye melted around their noses every day. Blurring the tattoo scab makes me look like a blemish in good shape. No way, I didn't think you were doing that, just nobody noticed.

A woman with a face that is not particularly distinctive with blemishes.

That's why they called me an ugly woman (a lump).

On the contrary, I can say that if there are no scuffs or blemishes, it is just an uncharacteristic, or average neat face.

That was just a little red, but the atmosphere changed and she had a completely different face than her usual cat and cat.

Mr. Nong holds his head in a way that he doesn't understand the cat and cat explanation.

"Why are you wearing makeup like that? Does that make sense?

"Yes, to avoid being brought into the alley."

Though flower streets, some of them hungry for women. They didn't have much money, they were violent, and many of them had STDs.

Naturally, I'm sorry. I want to do this.

A pompous Mr. Nong heard terrible things about it for some reason.

"Did they bring you in?

"It's an attempt."

Now that I know what to say, I twist it half-eyed.

"Instead, people bought it."

The woman who sells it out to the womb better look good. That's when I happened to forget my makeup and go get the herbs. To take the dye of the tattoo that's fading.

"I'm sorry. It's not well managed."

"It doesn't matter because there's no distinction between idle and diminutive selling."

The former is a crime and the latter is legal. Even if the person who bought it doesn't know it, he won't be punished.

Currently wearing such makeup in the rear palace is for the same reason that it hid being able to write letters. Now, it doesn't matter, but suddenly it just stayed this way because I didn't know when (when) it was going to be bare.

"Oh, I'm sorry"

(That's unusual and honest)

When I tried to look up, something stabbed me hard in the head.

"It hurts,"

"Right, I'll do it"

It wasn't just a sweet grin, there was a mixed face of worry and embarrassment somewhere.

When I touch my head, I feel cold metal in my hair that I'm not supposed to be wearing anything on.

"Well, then, I'll see you at the venue."

Remaining behind, Mr. Nong left Dongya.

It was a man's silver jar that was stabbing him.

"Uh, good."

I was going to give it to you because I was looking at Sakura (Infa) the same way I wanted it, but the other two looked the same, so I just had to pull my hand in.

Red Daughter (Hongnan) is smiling bitterly.

"You've already broken your promise quickly."

Lady Tamaha is looking at her face.

When I took the tweezer that the cat and cat had, it stabbed me neatly in the tied head.

"I'm not the only samurai anymore."

Happy or unhappy, cats and cats are oblivious to stories about the palace, especially the upper classes.

I didn't even know what that meant.