Translating Sloth

 From afar seeing the leisurely fishing Ji Ling Xue sitting at the pavilion, Ji Yu Qing's lips formed a complacent smile, recalling how her cajoling had made Xiao Yi Chen stay with her last night, now everyone in the residence knew she was favoured, they respected her more. Zi Su was supporting Ji Yu Qing's arm, loudly saying: "Mistress, you should take care as you walk, maybe there's already a little heir in your stomach!" Having spoken she did not forget to drift her gaze to Ji Ling Xue to watch her reaction. Ji Ling Xue actually didn't have much expression on show, Mo Xiang who stood to the side curled her lips in distain, "Mistress, imperial concubine Qing is too much." Showing off in such a way, deliberately poking at her mistress's wound. Ji Ling Xue said: "It's only one night, she's so happy it's turned her into a mythomania." Mo Xiang spluttered out a laugh, her heart settled down again, there were rules in the princ...

 Remembering also back then, little Yi Chen blinking his starry eyes he made a solemn vow: "Xue Er, this is the tree we planted together, it will grow slowly, protecting our love." Her train of thought returning to the present, a slight mocking smile appeared on Ji Ling Xue's lips, "Of course I remember." So what, the tree was still there, but the people have long ago changed. What's the point of bringing these things up now, have a heart to heart with her? Xiao Yi Chen lowered his head getting closer to Ji Ling Xue's face, looking at the somewhat evasive expression in her eyes from above, he said word by word: "Then do you still remember what love token we planted beneath the tree?" Ji Ling Xue lips twitched, saying in her mind: if I tell you, two days ago I had reached the end of the road, that I had gotten Mo Xiang to dig up the jade pendant from underneath the tree and pawned it, would you be angry? Ji Ling Xue only dared to think this, but...

  Wei Cai Wei hadn’t heard what manager Chen said, when she saw Chen Qianhu in mourning clothes, anger rushed to her head, from top to bottom burning into her soul. Chen Qianhu is a traitor, a hypocrite who breaks their promise, a truly vile person. Last lifetime, during the crisis of 1550, Mongolian An Da Han lead troops unchallenged plundering outside the capital city walls for half a month. The land outside the capital city walls became scorched, one by one the people ran to the capital city to avoid the bloodbath, but the cabinet grand secretary Yan Song ordered for the city gates to be closed, saying An Da Han would withdraw his troops once he’s done plundering, if they opened the gates now, most likely the Mongolian soldiers chasing after the refugees would mix in with them and enter the capital city. The commander of the embroidered uniform guards Lu Bing watched the refugees begging to be let in outside the city walls, he couldn’t bear it. Lu Bing was the Leader of the embr...

 Ji Yu Qing was hateful, undoubtedly she wasn't lacking in any way, yet why could she not beat Ji Ling Xue. Ji Ling Xue had only been born a year earlier than her becoming the first daughter of the rightful wife stealing her limelight, she and Ji Ling Xue had met Xiao Yi Chen at the same time, Ji Ling Xue however could be conferred a marriage by the emperor, even though she had become a fool, and was carried in a palanquin by eight carriers lavishly into the prince's residence, becoming the rightful princess. Ji Ling Xue was already a fool, and couldn't cook, constantly dim-witted, why did Xiao Yi Chen still care about her? Zi Su said comfortingly: "Mistress, why don't we poison that foolish princess again so she can't go to the palace, that way mistress you can justifiably enter the palace with the prince." Ji Yu Qing also felt Zi Su's idea wasn't bad, only she thought better of it as she recalled being tricked into falling into  the water by Ji L...

 Xiao Yi Chen: Ji Ling Xue, since you like to pretend to be stupid, then this prince will act with you. When Xiao Yi Chen got closer, alarm bells sounded in Ji Ling Xue's mind, those pair of black serene eyes gleamed, as if to say he could see through everything. Ji Ling Xue lowered her head, just able to avoid Xiao Yi Chen's big hand, she bowed pouting: "Mo Xiang and I went shopping, it's so boring staying in the residence, I went to the play garden, remember when prince would take me to watch a play whenever you were free, but now prince has become busy, I can only have Mo Xiang accompany me..." Some emotion stirred in Xiao Yi Chen's heart, it stun like a pincushion. He recalled when he was young, in order to make Ji Ling Xue happy so that she would cook for him, he took her to the play garden to watch plays. Ji Ling Xue wasn't interested in the content of the play at all, every time they went she would start to crack open seeds and eat grapes, once she ...

  Shuntian prefecture magistrate Wang had returned home from yamen, dinner had just been served, private assistant Xing Ming came gasping for breath to report: “North...a homicide case has happened in the northern city.” Wang Fu Yin was tired out by the day, he waved his hand saying: “Tell the coroner to investigate the cause of death tonight, and send several capable bailiffs to investigate, then inform the northern city military to be more alert of suspicious people during their night patrol, it’s not too late if I go to the yamen tomorrow.” Under the emperor, anything that happened was not a coincidence. Private assistant Xing Ming caught his breath a little, finally recounting everything: “A lot of people have already identified him, they say the deceased is embroidered uniform guard Chen Qianhu’s eldest son Chen dailang.” Commoners were mole crickets and ants, influential officials were different. Lord Wang felt his head hurt, he didn’t even have time to change into his offici...