Je suis née beauté, et je suis suprême

Chapitre 195

Not enough promotion

Give or not

If you don't get promoted, you get promoted.

How could you not understand me?

How could I not know?

A woman's heart is fragile (I am very fragile).

Being a lowly official is not my problem.

Unable to tolerate

Just every day

I'm too sad.

Actually, I don't want to be promoted.

Actually, I want to be promoted.

Rise up and I'll help you take down the wild dogs of the four seas.

You have to believe me

Not long

"I'm sure I'll get promoted and be on par with you." -- Actually, Wakin Chau didn't want to leave.

The group silently shut out the noise, whether they genuinely didn't hear it or were just pretending.

Come on, a more profound piece:

"The beauty of this land has captivated countless heroes."

So many beauties

Heroes don't even need mountains

Every frown and every word

So gentle and enchanting

Even the most beautiful landscape cannot compare to a beautiful woman's smile.

A smile that could launch a thousand ships

The beauty of the six palace ladies faded

Spring chill bestows a bath at Huaqing Pool

It began during the period of newly receiving imperial favor.

Cloud-like hair, flower-like face, golden steps swaying slowly

The warm boudoir and the spring nights

Spring nights are short, the sun shines brightly.

From then on, the emperor no longer held morning court.

Eternal Romance

"Everyone's looking at today."

The first few lines of the poem are a bit of a letdown: "They are good lyrics, but they lack power when sung."

You're finally talking to me? That's rare. I thought you'd keep this up until next year. (Chou Qian glances at me, turns his head, and spits!) Just to belittle me.

Qian Qing was displeased with the last few sentences: "How can the court be so careless?"

I immediately flattered her: "Our Qingqing is the best. She can get up early even when the bed is warm."

He slapped the horse's hoof, becoming even more displeased.

I have something even more amazing to share, and I bet you're curious:

"1979 was a springtime."

An old man drew a circle on the South China Sea coast.

Cities rise like myths

Miraculously, mountains of gold have sprung up.

Spring thunder awakened the land inside and outside the Great Wall.

The spring sunshine warmed both banks of the great river.

China, China

You have taken a magnificent new step.

Stepping into a spring of renewal

1992 was another spring