Translating Sloth

 Bai Mo had just finished speaking when his throat was held by a powerful large hand, Xiao Yi Chen stared at Bai Mo with red rimmed eyes, he spat out each word through his teeth, "This prince is ordering you, save and wake her...as long as she can wake up, no matter the price...as long as Ji Ling Xue can live..." Bai Mo shook his head helplessly, his medical skills weren't finite, only it was too late to save her, there wasn't time to concoct an antidote, it was like fighting with the god of death. Xiao Yi Chen tightened his fingers asking: "Aren't you the miracle doctor who can bring someone back to life? Didn't you say you can save someone who has one foot in the grave? Why can't you this time? Why can't you when it's Ji Ling Xue?" Bai Mo spread out his hands: "Prince, calm down, I can understand your feeling, listen to me, I'm a miracle doctor, but this title was given to me by patients, I'm also human, not a god, I can...

 Xiao Yi Chen nodded, he turned his gaze away from Ji Ling Xue's lonely eyes, "Yes it should be properly investigated." Yi Yun smiled and bowed: "Then I will thank the prince on concubine Xue's behalf." Yi Yun's understanding mannerism however made Ji Ling Xue feel unhappy, she really was a woman who can act, maybe Ji Yu Qing's death was related to her, she actually pretended to be a nice person in front of her. She didn't feel right, Ji Ling Xue stared at Yi Yun's back coldly. Xiao Yi Chen said: "Someone come, first put concubine Xue into the residence's prison, tomorrow we'll review the case." He left after speaking. A trace of a bitter smile appeared on Ji Ling Xue's lips, this came as no surprise. Yi Yun turned looking at Ji Ling Xue worryingly: "Concubine Xue don't worry, I will make sure the prince deals with this matter properly, no one will be wrongly accused." Ji Ling Xue stared into Yi Yun's e...

 Ji Ling Xue's three questions, each word was like a needle, stabbing into the Ji Yu Qing's heart, the cowardly Ji Ling Xue's pupils shrank, she swallowed saliva, without much confidence she said: "You...have no proof, how can you slander me by saying I did it...you're taking out your resent on me, if you're not resigned to something, go find the prince. You finding me...what do mean by this?" Ji Ling Xue eyes turned cold, the hand holding the knife tightened, the sharp edge of the knife broke Ji Ling Xue's flesh, a drop of bright red blood streaked across the blade, falling with a pitter patter onto the floor. A cold sweat broke out on Ji Yu Qing's forehead, Ji Ling Xue's callous eyes reflected in  the copper mirror, she was like a soul which had come from hell. Ji Yu Qing said with a trembling voice: "Ji Ling Xue...older sister...you...let's talk properly..." Ji Ling Xue gave a snort: "Weren't you being sharped-tongue j...

 Having heard what was said Ji Ling Xue nodded: "En, that's also not bad, the side courtyard is quiet." She turned and walked in the direction of the side courtyard. Mo Xiang followed Ji Ling Xue's back with her confused eyes, then she picked up the two bundles on the ground putting them on her back, she hurriedly caught up with Ji Ling Xue. Ji Yu Qing raised an eyebrow and let out a breath, she also walked quicker, around the corner she came across the awaiting Yi Yun. Today Yi Yun was wearing a white butterfly dress, her pale sickly face was covered with rouge, she appeared rather well. Ji Yu Qing said: "Younger sister Yi Yun, were you waiting for me?" Yi Yun nodded, her hand holding a handkerchief covered her mouth as she coughed lightly: "I wanted to say something to you." Ji Yu Qing smiled and nodded, after sending Zi Ye away she said: "Speak?" Yi Yun said: "There's something wrong with demoting her from princess, the night ...

 Ji Ling Xue looked sympathetic, pointing at the pillow in Xiao Yi Chen's hand: "Why isn't prince going back to accompany imperial concubine Yi Yun?" "Xue Er..." Ji Ling Xue bowed her head in greetings, "Prince, if there's nothing else, I will leave." Xiao Yi Chen felt like there was no way to argue with her, he opened his mouth wanting to say something, Ji Ling Xue rolled her eyes, she had already entered Yilan courtyard, the courtyard door closed with a bang. Xiao Yi Chen sighed looking at the tightly shut door, raising his hand he rubbed his forehead then turned and walked into his study, he still had a lot to do. Ji Ling Xue had just returned to her room, Mo Xiang walked over with a lit candle, pulling Ji Ling Xue into a circle in delight, "Mistress you've returned, that's great!" Ji Ling Xue's gaze fell on Mo Xiang's face.  "Mo Xiang, what happened to your face?" Ji Ling Xue raised her hand to feel Mo Xi...

 A trace of contempt and success in Yi Yun's eyes, it disappeared in a blink, the next moment, her chest hurt, she held her chest lightly coughing. Yi Yun frowned, wondering when she had been in a cold position, it was clearly only a small illness yet why didn't it seem any better after half a month of medication?  Ji Yu Qing smiled: "Then I'm looking forward to seeing Ji Ling Xue's pitiful appearance as she's sent to hell." At this moment, the housekeeper hurried forward cupping his hands at the doorway: "Imperial concubine Qing, imperial concubine Yi, prince Chen sent a letter to say he would be returning tonight." "Cough, cough, cough." Yi Yun straightened up smiling: "Thank you housekeeper, this imperial concubine understands." The housekeeper gave an "en" at the door, turning he slowly left, the sound of his footsteps gradually faded. At night, Yi Yun continued to cough, lying on the bed she tossed and turned,  ...