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"We can't stay here talking," said Harold irritably. "there's quite a crowd. And all those men with cameras."
At a sign from him, the chauffeur pulled away from the kerb. The boys waved cheerfully.
"All over so soon!" said Cedric. "That's what they think, the young innocents! It's just beginning."
"It's all very unfortunate. Most unfortunate," said Harold. "I suppose –"
He looked at Mr. Wimborne who compressed his thin lips and shook his head with distaste.
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I hope," he said sententiously, "that the whole matter will soon be cleared up satisfactorily. The police are very efficient. However, the whole thing, as Harold says, has been most unfortunate."
He looked, as he spoke, at Lucy, and there was distinct disapproval in his glance. "If it had not been for this young woman," his eyes seemed to say, “poking about where she had no business to be - none of this would have happened."
This sentiment, or one closely resembling it, was voiced by Harold Crackenthorpe.
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Thursday, October 25, 2007
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Stodders?"
"Good-oh!" said Stoddart-West.
"He isn't really Australian," explained Alexander courteously. "But he's practising talking that way in case his people take him out to see the Test Match next year."
Encouraged by Lucy, they went off to get the clock golf set. Later, as she returned to the house, she found them setting it out on the lawn and arguing about the position of the numbers.
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We don't want it like a clock," said Stoddart-West. "That's kid stuff. We want t make a course of it. Long holes and short ones. It's a pity the numbers are so rusty. You can hardly see them."
"They need a lick of white paint," said Lucy. "You might get some to-morrow and paint them."
"Good idea." Alexander's face lit up. "I say, I believe there are some old pots of paint in the Long Barn - left there by the painters last hols. Shall we see?"
"What's the Long Barn?" asked Lucy.
Alexander pointed to a long stone building a little way from the house near the back drive.
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Stodders?"
"Good-oh!" said Stoddart-West.
"He isn't really Australian," explained Alexander courteously. "But he's practising talking that way in case his people take him out to see the Test Match next year."
Encouraged by Lucy, they went off to get the clock golf set. Later, as she returned to the house, she found them setting it out on the lawn and arguing about the position of the numbers.
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We don't want it like a clock," said Stoddart-West. "That's kid stuff. We want t make a course of it. Long holes and short ones. It's a pity the numbers are so rusty. You can hardly see them."
"They need a lick of white paint," said Lucy. "You might get some to-morrow and paint them."
"Good idea." Alexander's face lit up. "I say, I believe there are some old pots of paint in the Long Barn - left there by the painters last hols. Shall we see?"
"What's the Long Barn?" asked Lucy.
Alexander pointed to a long stone building a little way from the house near the back drive.
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Monday, October 22, 2007
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"But we've been able to get it down a bit nearer than that，"explainedthe inspector."We've found a man who went in and bought some tobacco at5.30.And a second man went in and found the shop empty，as he thought，atfive minutes past six.That puts the time at between 5.30and 6.5.So far Ihaven't been able to find anyone who saw this man Ascher in theneighbourhood，but，of course，it's early as yet.He was in the Three Crownsat nine o'clock pretty far gone in drind.When we get hold of him he'll bedetained on suspicion." "Not a very desirable character，inspector?"asked Poirto. "Unpleasant bit of goods." "He didn't live with his wife?"
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"No，they separated some years ago.Ascher's a German.He was a waiter atone time，but he took to drink and gradually became unemployable.His wifewent into service for a bit.Her last place was as cook-housekeeper to an oldlady，Miss Rose. She allowed her husband so much out of her wages to keep himself，but hewas always getting drunk and coming round and making scenes at the placeswhere she was employed.That's why she took the post with Miss Rose at TheGrange.It's three miles out of Andover，dead in the countrAbstract Painting
"But we've been able to get it down a bit nearer than that，"explainedthe inspector."We've found a man who went in and bought some tobacco at5.30.And a second man went in and found the shop empty，as he thought，atfive minutes past six.That puts the time at between 5.30and 6.5.So far Ihaven't been able to find anyone who saw this man Ascher in theneighbourhood，but，of course，it's early as yet.He was in the Three Crownsat nine o'clock pretty far gone in drind.When we get hold of him he'll bedetained on suspicion." "Not a very desirable character，inspector?"asked Poirto. "Unpleasant bit of goods." "He didn't live with his wife?"
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"No，they separated some years ago.Ascher's a German.He was a waiter atone time，but he took to drink and gradually became unemployable.His wifewent into service for a bit.Her last place was as cook-housekeeper to an oldlady，Miss Rose. She allowed her husband so much out of her wages to keep himself，but hewas always getting drunk and coming round and making scenes at the placeswhere she was employed.That's why she took the post with Miss Rose at TheGrange.It's three miles out of Andover，dead in the countrAbstract Painting
Thursday, October 18, 2007
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The people greeted Dorothy kindly, and invited her to supper and to pass the night with them; for this was the home of one of the richest Munchkins in the land, and his friends were gathered with him to celebrate their freedom from the bondage of the Wicked Witch.
Dorothy ate a hearty supper and was waited upon by the rich Munchkin himself, whose name was Boq. Then she sat upon a settee and watched the people dance.
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When Boq saw her silver shoes he said, "You must be a great sorceress."
"Why?" asked the girl.
"Because you wear silver shoes and have killed the Wicked Witch. Besides, you have white in your frock, and only witches and sorceresses wear white."
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The people greeted Dorothy kindly, and invited her to supper and to pass the night with them; for this was the home of one of the richest Munchkins in the land, and his friends were gathered with him to celebrate their freedom from the bondage of the Wicked Witch.
Dorothy ate a hearty supper and was waited upon by the rich Munchkin himself, whose name was Boq. Then she sat upon a settee and watched the people dance.
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When Boq saw her silver shoes he said, "You must be a great sorceress."
"Why?" asked the girl.
"Because you wear silver shoes and have killed the Wicked Witch. Besides, you have white in your frock, and only witches and sorceresses wear white."
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The great pageant moved on, and still on, under one triumphal arch after another, and past a bewildering succession of spectacular and symbolical tableaux, each of which typified and exalted some virtue, or talent, or merit, of the little king's. "Throughout the whole of Cheapside, from every penthouse and window, hung banners and streamers; and the richest carpets, stuffs, and cloth-of-gold tapestried the streets-specimens of the great wealth of the stores within; and the splendor of this thoroughfare was equaled in the other streets, and in some even surpassed."
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"And all these wonders and these marvels are to welcome me-me!" murmured Tom Canty.
The mock king's cheeks were flushed with excitement, his eyes were flashing, his senses swam in a delirium of pleasure. At this point, just as he was raising his hand to fling another rich largess, he caught sight of a pale, astounded face which was strained forward out of the second rank of the crowd, its intense eyes riveted upon him, A sickening consternation struck through him
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The great pageant moved on, and still on, under one triumphal arch after another, and past a bewildering succession of spectacular and symbolical tableaux, each of which typified and exalted some virtue, or talent, or merit, of the little king's. "Throughout the whole of Cheapside, from every penthouse and window, hung banners and streamers; and the richest carpets, stuffs, and cloth-of-gold tapestried the streets-specimens of the great wealth of the stores within; and the splendor of this thoroughfare was equaled in the other streets, and in some even surpassed."
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"And all these wonders and these marvels are to welcome me-me!" murmured Tom Canty.
The mock king's cheeks were flushed with excitement, his eyes were flashing, his senses swam in a delirium of pleasure. At this point, just as he was raising his hand to fling another rich largess, he caught sight of a pale, astounded face which was strained forward out of the second rank of the crowd, its intense eyes riveted upon him, A sickening consternation struck through him
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Tuesday, October 16, 2007
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That I'm sure they do, sir " - she spoke heartily, sincerely. Doctors had always treated her most kindly, and even generously.
And then, having laid the cloth, and put the lodger's one hot dish upon it, she went towards the door. "Wouldn't you like me to bring up another scuttleful of coals, sir? it's bitterly cold - getting colder every minute. A fearful night to have to go out in - " she looked at him deprecatingly.
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And then Mr. Sleuth did something which startled her very much. Pushing his chair back, he jumped up and drew himself to his full height.
"What d'you mean?" he stammered. "Why did you say that, Mrs. Bunting?"
She stared at him, fascinated, affrighted. Again there came an awful questioning look over his face.
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That I'm sure they do, sir " - she spoke heartily, sincerely. Doctors had always treated her most kindly, and even generously.
And then, having laid the cloth, and put the lodger's one hot dish upon it, she went towards the door. "Wouldn't you like me to bring up another scuttleful of coals, sir? it's bitterly cold - getting colder every minute. A fearful night to have to go out in - " she looked at him deprecatingly.
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And then Mr. Sleuth did something which startled her very much. Pushing his chair back, he jumped up and drew himself to his full height.
"What d'you mean?" he stammered. "Why did you say that, Mrs. Bunting?"
She stared at him, fascinated, affrighted. Again there came an awful questioning look over his face.
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Her examination was shortened as much as possible; and so was that of the next witness, the husband of Johanna Cobbett. He was a very respectable-looking man, a foreman in a big business house at Croydon. He seemed to feel his position most acutely. He hadn't seen his wife for two years; he hadn't had news of her for six months. Before she took to drink she had been an admirable wife, and - and yes, mother.
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Yet another painful few minutes, to anyone who had a heart, or imagination to understand, was spent when the father of the murdered woman was in the box. He had had later news of his unfortunate daughter than her husband had had, but of course he could throw no light at all on her murder or murderer.
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Her examination was shortened as much as possible; and so was that of the next witness, the husband of Johanna Cobbett. He was a very respectable-looking man, a foreman in a big business house at Croydon. He seemed to feel his position most acutely. He hadn't seen his wife for two years; he hadn't had news of her for six months. Before she took to drink she had been an admirable wife, and - and yes, mother.
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Yet another painful few minutes, to anyone who had a heart, or imagination to understand, was spent when the father of the murdered woman was in the box. He had had later news of his unfortunate daughter than her husband had had, but of course he could throw no light at all on her murder or murderer.
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Sunday, October 14, 2007
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There was no one there. I went to the door of Rouletabille's room and listened. I could hear nothing. I knocked gently. There was no answer. I turned the door-handle and the door opened. I entered. Rouletabille lay extended at full length on the floor.
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Chapter XXII
The Incredible Body
bent in great anxiety over the body of the reporter and had the joy to find that he was deeply sleeping, the same unhealthy sleep that I had seen fall upon Frederic Larsan. He had succumbed to the influence of the same drug that had been mixed with our food. How was it then, that I, also, had not been overcome by it? I reflected that the drug must have been put into our wine; because that would explain my condition. I never drink when eating. Naturally inclined to obesity, I am restricted to a dry diet
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There was no one there. I went to the door of Rouletabille's room and listened. I could hear nothing. I knocked gently. There was no answer. I turned the door-handle and the door opened. I entered. Rouletabille lay extended at full length on the floor.
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Chapter XXII
The Incredible Body
bent in great anxiety over the body of the reporter and had the joy to find that he was deeply sleeping, the same unhealthy sleep that I had seen fall upon Frederic Larsan. He had succumbed to the influence of the same drug that had been mixed with our food. How was it then, that I, also, had not been overcome by it? I reflected that the drug must have been put into our wine; because that would explain my condition. I never drink when eating. Naturally inclined to obesity, I am restricted to a dry diet
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Saturday, October 13, 2007
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and I could watch that door, too. The door of the closet, which was to be my place of observation, was fitted with panels of transparent glass. In the gallery, where all the lamps had been lit, it was quite light. In the closet, however, it was quite dark. It was a splendid place from which to observe and remain unobserved.
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I was soon to play the part of a spy - a common policeman. I wonder what my leader at the bar would have said had he known! I was not altogether pleased with my duties, but I could not refuse Rouletabille the assistance he had begged me to give him. I took care not to make him see that I in the least objected, and for several reasons. I wanted to oblige him; I did not wish him to think me a coward; I was filled with curiosity; and it was too late for me to draw back
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and I could watch that door, too. The door of the closet, which was to be my place of observation, was fitted with panels of transparent glass. In the gallery, where all the lamps had been lit, it was quite light. In the closet, however, it was quite dark. It was a splendid place from which to observe and remain unobserved.
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I was soon to play the part of a spy - a common policeman. I wonder what my leader at the bar would have said had he known! I was not altogether pleased with my duties, but I could not refuse Rouletabille the assistance he had begged me to give him. I took care not to make him see that I in the least objected, and for several reasons. I wanted to oblige him; I did not wish him to think me a coward; I was filled with curiosity; and it was too late for me to draw back
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Thursday, October 11, 2007
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He turned to look and behold, there in the darkness stood two big black shadows, wrapped from head to foot in black sacks. The two figures leaped toward him as softly as if they were ghosts.
"Here they come!" Pinocchio said to himself, and, not knowing where to hide the gold pieces, he stuck all four of them under his tongue.
He tried to run away, but hardly had he taken a step, when he felt his arms grasped and heard two horrible, deep voices say to him: "Your money or your life!"
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On account of the gold pieces in his mouth, Pinocchio could not say a word, so he tried with head and hands and body to show, as best he could, that he was only a poor Marionette without a penny in his pocket.
"Come, come, less nonsense, and out with your money!" cried the two thieves in threatening voices.
Once more, Pinocchio's head and hands said, "I haven't a penny."
"Out with that money or you're a dead man," said the taller of the two Assassins.
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He turned to look and behold, there in the darkness stood two big black shadows, wrapped from head to foot in black sacks. The two figures leaped toward him as softly as if they were ghosts.
"Here they come!" Pinocchio said to himself, and, not knowing where to hide the gold pieces, he stuck all four of them under his tongue.
He tried to run away, but hardly had he taken a step, when he felt his arms grasped and heard two horrible, deep voices say to him: "Your money or your life!"
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On account of the gold pieces in his mouth, Pinocchio could not say a word, so he tried with head and hands and body to show, as best he could, that he was only a poor Marionette without a penny in his pocket.
"Come, come, less nonsense, and out with your money!" cried the two thieves in threatening voices.
Once more, Pinocchio's head and hands said, "I haven't a penny."
"Out with that money or you're a dead man," said the taller of the two Assassins.
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, what do you want from me now, Marionette?"
"I beg for mercy for my poor friend, Harlequin, who has never done the least harm in his life."
"There is no mercy here, Pinocchio. I have spared you. Harlequin must burn in your place. I am hungry and my dinner must be cooked."
"In that case," said Pinocchio proudly, as he stood up and flung away his cap of dough, "in that case, my duty is clear. Come, officers! Tie me up and throw me on those flames. No, it is not fair for poor Harlequin, the best friend that I have in the world, to die in my place!"
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These brave words, said in a piercing voice, made all the other Marionettes cry. Even the officers, who were made of wood also, cried like two babies.
Fire Eater at first remained hard and cold as a piece of ice; but then, little by little, he softened and began to sneeze. And after four or five sneezes, he opened wide his arms and said to Pinocchio:
"You are a brave boy! Come to my arms and kiss me!"
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, what do you want from me now, Marionette?"
"I beg for mercy for my poor friend, Harlequin, who has never done the least harm in his life."
"There is no mercy here, Pinocchio. I have spared you. Harlequin must burn in your place. I am hungry and my dinner must be cooked."
"In that case," said Pinocchio proudly, as he stood up and flung away his cap of dough, "in that case, my duty is clear. Come, officers! Tie me up and throw me on those flames. No, it is not fair for poor Harlequin, the best friend that I have in the world, to die in my place!"
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These brave words, said in a piercing voice, made all the other Marionettes cry. Even the officers, who were made of wood also, cried like two babies.
Fire Eater at first remained hard and cold as a piece of ice; but then, little by little, he softened and began to sneeze. And after four or five sneezes, he opened wide his arms and said to Pinocchio:
"You are a brave boy! Come to my arms and kiss me!"
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Tuesday, October 9, 2007
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挫痛地放开手，他扭头就走。
打开门，他转过身：“我不会放弃的，我等着你。”
脚上再也没有力气，坐倒在床上，我捂住脸。
被你们打败了。阿哥们。
那天的事再也没人提。
十五吞吞吐吐地想问我，被我一个吻搞定。
于是每天早上起床一个吻，晚上睡觉一个吻，小十五再也不问我什么，只是无条件的站在了我身边。
唉，我真是有够卑鄙的，利用那么个十岁的小孩子。
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跟着主子们到了畅春园。
园子里到处都是大红宫灯，楼宇重重，花香四溢，一派富贵喜气。
终于见识到了皇家夜宴。
我随侍在十五身边。
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挫痛地放开手，他扭头就走。
打开门，他转过身：“我不会放弃的，我等着你。”
脚上再也没有力气，坐倒在床上，我捂住脸。
被你们打败了。阿哥们。
那天的事再也没人提。
十五吞吞吐吐地想问我，被我一个吻搞定。
于是每天早上起床一个吻，晚上睡觉一个吻，小十五再也不问我什么，只是无条件的站在了我身边。
唉，我真是有够卑鄙的，利用那么个十岁的小孩子。
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跟着主子们到了畅春园。
园子里到处都是大红宫灯，楼宇重重，花香四溢，一派富贵喜气。
终于见识到了皇家夜宴。
我随侍在十五身边。
站在他身后，用标准宫女造型恭顺地服侍着他。忽略掉旁边十四灼热的眼神。不小心抬一下头，又对上了老九阴阴的笑。转开头，我身上一阵恶寒，飞快地瞄一眼胤禛，却看见他举杯而饮。刚刚一定是他瞪我，我相信直觉。 Abstract Painting
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尘芳回过神，放下酒壶，跪坐到胤禟身旁，轻轻摊开他紧握残杯的右手，见一块磁片碎渣正插在他手心。“别动，我帮您拔出来，若伤了筋骨，小心一辈子握不了笔，拉不得弓。”尘芳轻喝道，按住他欲挣扎的手。
胤禟见她表情严肃，低垂的眼帘微微颤动，仔细的看着自己的伤口，不觉安静下来，怔怔的望着她素净柔和的脸。尘芳把那碎渣轻轻拔起，登时鲜红的血自伤口处潺潺流出，她将酒浇在伤口上，随后从衣袖中抽出手绢，为他包扎好方道：“幸好口子不深，过两日便会好。记住了，在伤口没愈合之前千万别沾水。”
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胤禟突然问道：“你也这样给其他男人包扎伤口吗？”
尘芳气结道：“不知是奴婢的福气，还是九阿哥您晦气，您是奴婢第一个给包扎伤口的男人！”说着，泄恨地将他受伤的手狠狠敲在桌子上，拿起酒壶便走。
胤禟吃痛地皱起脸，却听一旁的胤礻我哼道：“自讨苦吃，活该！”没好气地白了他一眼，然后看着包扎在手中的那方手绢。洁白的绢布一角上，绣着枝红梅，娇艳妩媚，傲杰冰霜。
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尘芳回过神，放下酒壶，跪坐到胤禟身旁，轻轻摊开他紧握残杯的右手，见一块磁片碎渣正插在他手心。“别动，我帮您拔出来，若伤了筋骨，小心一辈子握不了笔，拉不得弓。”尘芳轻喝道，按住他欲挣扎的手。
胤禟见她表情严肃，低垂的眼帘微微颤动，仔细的看着自己的伤口，不觉安静下来，怔怔的望着她素净柔和的脸。尘芳把那碎渣轻轻拔起，登时鲜红的血自伤口处潺潺流出，她将酒浇在伤口上，随后从衣袖中抽出手绢，为他包扎好方道：“幸好口子不深，过两日便会好。记住了，在伤口没愈合之前千万别沾水。”
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胤禟突然问道：“你也这样给其他男人包扎伤口吗？”
尘芳气结道：“不知是奴婢的福气，还是九阿哥您晦气，您是奴婢第一个给包扎伤口的男人！”说着，泄恨地将他受伤的手狠狠敲在桌子上，拿起酒壶便走。
胤禟吃痛地皱起脸，却听一旁的胤礻我哼道：“自讨苦吃，活该！”没好气地白了他一眼，然后看着包扎在手中的那方手绢。洁白的绢布一角上，绣着枝红梅，娇艳妩媚，傲杰冰霜。
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Sunday, October 7, 2007
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喜欢他？那个不拿女人当回事的男人连悦悦宝贝都不如，干吗要喜欢他？原来大哥一直是这样认为的，怪不得当年没有阻拦她进靖南侯府。
“当然不喜欢。他身边女人那么多，又老是喜新厌旧，喜欢上他的女人是倒了八辈子的霉。”
“不喜欢？那你当初为啥抓着人家叫好夫君？”
“什么？几时？”这次轮到金多多目瞪口呆。
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十四年前，丰宁城醉花楼……”话未说完，罗杰暗自苦笑，那年多多才四岁，怕是早就忘了。可他还记得，所以一听到龙飞玉的名号，便知道他就是那个被多多揪住璎珞叫好夫君的男童。
他原以为多多也还记得当年的事，所以才会对龙飞玉心生爱慕，一心一意要跟随他。他并不乐见多多给人做侧室，但龙飞玉身份高贵，不可能让多多做正室，既然多多愿意
与其他女子共侍一夫，他也就不忍心横加阻拦。
可是没想到，多多居然只是为了要个孩子而选择了龙飞玉，和童年时的巧遇一点关系也没有。
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喜欢他？那个不拿女人当回事的男人连悦悦宝贝都不如，干吗要喜欢他？原来大哥一直是这样认为的，怪不得当年没有阻拦她进靖南侯府。
“当然不喜欢。他身边女人那么多，又老是喜新厌旧，喜欢上他的女人是倒了八辈子的霉。”
“不喜欢？那你当初为啥抓着人家叫好夫君？”
“什么？几时？”这次轮到金多多目瞪口呆。
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十四年前，丰宁城醉花楼……”话未说完，罗杰暗自苦笑，那年多多才四岁，怕是早就忘了。可他还记得，所以一听到龙飞玉的名号，便知道他就是那个被多多揪住璎珞叫好夫君的男童。
他原以为多多也还记得当年的事，所以才会对龙飞玉心生爱慕，一心一意要跟随他。他并不乐见多多给人做侧室，但龙飞玉身份高贵，不可能让多多做正室，既然多多愿意
与其他女子共侍一夫，他也就不忍心横加阻拦。
可是没想到，多多居然只是为了要个孩子而选择了龙飞玉，和童年时的巧遇一点关系也没有。
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“让他们先在前厅坐会儿，我陪掌门说完话就来。”君不凡只知道子悦的师兄出身不凡，却不知是当今皇上，虽想着要去见客，但并非特别在意。
“既是思棋托人带的贺礼，师兄还是先去见一见吧，莫让那位公子等久了。再说静永也必须告辞了。”东方静永当然知道这方公子便是自己的皇侄，当今圣上，怎能让皇上的御赐之物久等，又不便明说，只好告辞。
君不凡也知他确有要事，不敢久留，只好送出门去。
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龙飞玉还在前厅等着。他身为靖南侯世子，除了皇宫里的那几位，还没谁敢让他等这么久，心中自然不悦。
刚才去报信的管家是个明眼人，早看出龙飞玉不是寻常人，再加上都知道少庄主最敬佩的人就是自己的大师兄，忙陪笑道：“龙公子再稍等片刻，我家庄主正在送一位贵客，马上就到。”
“哦，不知是何贵客竟要君庄主亲自迎送？”再贵贵得过皇上吗？
“回公子，是我家庄主的师弟，玄天宗的东方掌门。”管家略带自豪地说。
龙飞玉手中的茶碗盖险些掉落。受父亲影响，他对武林人士不感兴趣，了解也不多，竟忘了君不
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“让他们先在前厅坐会儿，我陪掌门说完话就来。”君不凡只知道子悦的师兄出身不凡，却不知是当今皇上，虽想着要去见客，但并非特别在意。
“既是思棋托人带的贺礼，师兄还是先去见一见吧，莫让那位公子等久了。再说静永也必须告辞了。”东方静永当然知道这方公子便是自己的皇侄，当今圣上，怎能让皇上的御赐之物久等，又不便明说，只好告辞。
君不凡也知他确有要事，不敢久留，只好送出门去。
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龙飞玉还在前厅等着。他身为靖南侯世子，除了皇宫里的那几位，还没谁敢让他等这么久，心中自然不悦。
刚才去报信的管家是个明眼人，早看出龙飞玉不是寻常人，再加上都知道少庄主最敬佩的人就是自己的大师兄，忙陪笑道：“龙公子再稍等片刻，我家庄主正在送一位贵客，马上就到。”
“哦，不知是何贵客竟要君庄主亲自迎送？”再贵贵得过皇上吗？
“回公子，是我家庄主的师弟，玄天宗的东方掌门。”管家略带自豪地说。
龙飞玉手中的茶碗盖险些掉落。受父亲影响，他对武林人士不感兴趣，了解也不多，竟忘了君不
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Friday, October 5, 2007
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他指了指附条第十一条温柔地说道：“朕不会说假话，你比任何女人都好，朕只要你一个。”呀呀呀，要死人了，我手舞足蹈，在房间里蹦来蹦去，他站了起来眼眸含笑宠溺地看着我兴高采烈的举动。我是真的很高兴，现在给我当女皇我也不干了，我冲了过去，似无尾熊般手足并用爬到他身上。好温暖的怀抱！我深深地叹了一口气，沉溺在他的气息中，附到他耳畔幽声说道：“你真好！”
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他仿佛一震，犹如触电一般，也是紧紧地抱住我，喃喃说道：“朕不好，朕只对你这么好，其实很多时候，朕对许多人都不好。”我摇摇头：“我不管，我只要你对我一个人好，其他的人我管不了那么许多。”
这夜，他静静地搂着兴奋了一整夜的我坐在窗前，喃喃低语，他是那么的温柔、宠溺、缱绻，有关幸福的所有感觉统统围绕着我，我知足了。
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他指了指附条第十一条温柔地说道：“朕不会说假话，你比任何女人都好，朕只要你一个。”呀呀呀，要死人了，我手舞足蹈，在房间里蹦来蹦去，他站了起来眼眸含笑宠溺地看着我兴高采烈的举动。我是真的很高兴，现在给我当女皇我也不干了，我冲了过去，似无尾熊般手足并用爬到他身上。好温暖的怀抱！我深深地叹了一口气，沉溺在他的气息中，附到他耳畔幽声说道：“你真好！”
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他仿佛一震，犹如触电一般，也是紧紧地抱住我，喃喃说道：“朕不好，朕只对你这么好，其实很多时候，朕对许多人都不好。”我摇摇头：“我不管，我只要你对我一个人好，其他的人我管不了那么许多。”
这夜，他静静地搂着兴奋了一整夜的我坐在窗前，喃喃低语，他是那么的温柔、宠溺、缱绻，有关幸福的所有感觉统统围绕着我，我知足了。
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他笑了笑：“不再坐会儿？”
“不了，兄台日理万机，想必也有要事在身的。另外伶雪仍有一语想劝劝兄台，兄台人采出众，尊贵非凡，是为真谪仙。想必出门后，那些个有心人多半也是知道的，为了免去那些有的没的麻烦，下回还是易装出行就更妥当了。”
一旁的朱三深以为然地忙不迭点头，他眼眸含笑，柔声问：“你关心我？”
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我脸一红，作了个揖：“小弟这是为着天下众生，来看待、关心兄台罢了。小弟言尽于此，就此告辞，后会有期。”他笑意更浓：“后会有期。”
带着红、绿二人起身准备出门，又是一番虚礼，我踱向门口，只听得身后传来声音：“朕不介意自己是蝴蝶。”
声音很低微，旁人根本不知他在说些什么，但这句话，清晰地钻入我耳朵中，舒服得四肢百骸都暖洋洋。
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他笑了笑：“不再坐会儿？”
“不了，兄台日理万机，想必也有要事在身的。另外伶雪仍有一语想劝劝兄台，兄台人采出众，尊贵非凡，是为真谪仙。想必出门后，那些个有心人多半也是知道的，为了免去那些有的没的麻烦，下回还是易装出行就更妥当了。”
一旁的朱三深以为然地忙不迭点头，他眼眸含笑，柔声问：“你关心我？”
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我脸一红，作了个揖：“小弟这是为着天下众生，来看待、关心兄台罢了。小弟言尽于此，就此告辞，后会有期。”他笑意更浓：“后会有期。”
带着红、绿二人起身准备出门，又是一番虚礼，我踱向门口，只听得身后传来声音：“朕不介意自己是蝴蝶。”
声音很低微，旁人根本不知他在说些什么，但这句话，清晰地钻入我耳朵中，舒服得四肢百骸都暖洋洋。
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Wednesday, October 3, 2007
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你说这人真是！怎么那么鸡婆？管我报没报到呢！还有还有，你看他那叫什么表情？邪邪的笑加上暧昧的眼神，真是怎么看怎么刺眼，亏他还长得像我的超级大偶像呢，真是的！
真不明白周围女生的眼睛怎么会都变成心型！一个个十足的花痴样！不过这也不能怪他们，都是那家伙的错，没事乱放什么电，不知道自己长得有那么一点点帅吗？害我心里都突然乱了一下。
呃！我，我才不是因为他噢！是因为，因为我说过啊，他长得像我的偶像啊。你想哪，自己的偶像对着你笑呢，能不乱吗？当然咯，我知道他不是小志，还是个不怎么顺我眼的家伙，所以我只是小小的乱了一下下喔！而且~~以前的暗恋带给我的种种后遗症，让我不允许自己再轻易的喜欢一个人，我不想重蹈覆辙。那种伤，受一次已够。
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你说这人真是！怎么那么鸡婆？管我报没报到呢！还有还有，你看他那叫什么表情？邪邪的笑加上暧昧的眼神，真是怎么看怎么刺眼，亏他还长得像我的超级大偶像呢，真是的！
真不明白周围女生的眼睛怎么会都变成心型！一个个十足的花痴样！不过这也不能怪他们，都是那家伙的错，没事乱放什么电，不知道自己长得有那么一点点帅吗？害我心里都突然乱了一下。
呃！我，我才不是因为他噢！是因为，因为我说过啊，他长得像我的偶像啊。你想哪，自己的偶像对着你笑呢，能不乱吗？当然咯，我知道他不是小志，还是个不怎么顺我眼的家伙，所以我只是小小的乱了一下下喔！而且~~以前的暗恋带给我的种种后遗症，让我不允许自己再轻易的喜欢一个人，我不想重蹈覆辙。那种伤，受一次已够。
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