Сорхугтани
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  • Reads 2,618
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  • Parts 39
  • Time 17h 46m
Ongoing, First published Mar 27, 2020
Иx түүхийнхээ өлмийд өргөн барив
Бидний алхан буй газрын хөрсөн дээр ямархан үйл явдал өрнөж, бидний өвөг дээдэс хэрхэн
бахдам гавьяа байгуулж явсныг өнөөгийн хүмүүс бид үргэлжлүүлж эс чадлаа ч мартах
учиргүйн тул энэхүү романыг чадан ядан бичиглэв.
Зохиогч Бямбаагийн Сарантуяа
Зохиогчийн зүгээс. Энэхүү романыг хайртай ээж Халтарын Отгон таныхаа гэгээн дурсгалд
зориулан бичив. Охин тань энэ номыг бичсэнээр энэ хорвоод ирсэн зорилго хийгээд эмэгтэй
хүн болж төрсөн эх хүний үүргээ сайтар ухаарлаа. Үүгээр би хайртай ээж таныхаа нэгэн
шөнө өндийн хөхүүлсэн ачийг тань хариулсан болов уу гэж сэтгэнэ. Бусад олон шөнүүдийн
тань ач элбэрлийн хариуг өнөө би өөрийн үр хүүхдүүддээ зориулах болно. Мөнх хөх тэнгэр,
мөнхүү ногоон газар шороондоо амгалан нойрс доо.
"Ертөнцийн олон ард түмний дунд Сорхугтани бэхи шиг дахиад нэг л бүсгүй байх юм бол би
уул шугамандаа эм хүйстнийг эр хүнээс дээд төрөлтөн юм байна гэж хүлээн зөвшөөрөх
байсан".
Плано Карпини
"Сорхугтани хатан бол маш их ухаантай, авьяаслаг, бүх талаараа дэлхийн эмэгтэйчүүдийн
дотроос товойж байлаа. Тэрбээр даруу бүрэгд
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Liu Quiaqio, the Empress of the Jin Dynasty has given his heart, soul, and body to the emperor, he loved him to the point it exhausted him, but the cold emperor only had eyes for one person, and that person wasn't him, the warmth in his eyes when he looked at that person would never belong to him, the gentleness when he spoke to that person would never be heard by him until his death. "What wrongs have I committed, for you hate me this much? Did I do anything wrong for you to look at me with such contempt in your eyes? Was loving you such a sin?" I asked weakly "Your sin was that you loved somebody you weren't supposed to love," He responded coldly. 'He's right I squandered so much love on him that I did not have any left for my sons and my daughter, for the ones who truly cared about me. If I had one chance to make it up to them I would spend my whole life doing so' I thought as I closed my eyes and welcomed death or so I thought. *Not yet edited* My story! This is not translated nor does it belong to another author. #1 in male pregnancy- 2/5/22 #1 in children-2/25/22 #1 in regret- 4/18/22