Translating Sloth

“Where are we going?” Xia Ling Mei asked, gaze falling on Hei Zi. “Our responsibility is to ensure the lady’s safety, please don’t voluntarily put yourself at risk.”  Hei Zi said, once again drawing the group to him: “Lady, you already have no connections to Lord Wang.” Xia Ling Mei brows lifted, pursing her lips, without a word she urged her horse on to the bend of the road they had just come from. Not long after, the broken carriage could be seen again. The carriage light had already diminished, laying in despair on the floor covered with fragments. The carriage ought to have been forced into from the roof top as it was travelling, the floor was still completely intact, only the blanket on top and the small table had a few fragments of letters which had been riddled with holes by swords, if you look at the letters carefully, you can tell the letters had been opened before, there was even a yellow brocade satin in memorial of the emperor torn in two. “It’s clear, he h

Third quarter of chou [1] , black clouds already covered the moon tightly. On the quiet streets, not a single person could be seen. The serene and hidden depth of darkness followed relentlessly spreading even further straight ahead, mysteriously pushing down heavily on a person’s pit of the stomach. Wang Yun Feng felt his chest constrict unbearably, he weakly coughed twice. Juan Shu seized the wine cup from his hand: “Master, we should return.” Bai Yan stood at the tavern threshold with one foot propped up, both arms crossed, he jeered: “Don’t go back, just get a room here, let him sleep holding a beauty in his dream.” Wang Yun Feng absent-mindedly fantasied Xia Ling Mei in his arms, not sure whether his face was more red or white. Juan Shu at the side was coy for a little white: “Master if you don’t like beautiful woman, you  can hold Juan Shu in your arms.” Bai Yan with a squeeze shattered the wine cup in his hand, holding the back of Juan Shu’s neck, direc

Xia Ling Mei looked at Wang Yun Feng, again looking at the flower thief under her foot, she suddenly realised: “You both worked together to scheme against me.” Zhuang Sheng cried out loudly: “Hero Xia, beautiful Xia, Xiao Sheng is wrongly accused…” Xia Ling Mei put pressure on her foot, Zhuang Sheng could only spit foam from his mouth. Wang Yun Feng still ignored Zhuang Sheng’s suffering, both cold eyes only focused on Xia Ling Mei’s body. Xia Ling Mei still held the long whip in one hand, one hand on her waist, completely looking like a violent woman. The two people looked at each other, a split second, a twinkle of the eye, the burning of one incense. The people standing around them did not see either person move for a very long  time, one after another they guessed. “They had a stroke?” “Maybe they’re possessed.” “They must have been hit by a concealed weapon.” “Hey!” Zhuang Sheng who was in so much pain he wanted to die cried out pitifully, “L