Translating Sloth

Just as the emperor was bursting with joy Zhao Jin Yu again made a certain turn saying, “But that’s impossible, how can you be the emperor? That is the most incredulous thing in the world, if you are the emperor…” Zhao Jin Yu couldn’t help choke on her saliva, saying, “I threw you into a pile of snow, and starved you, and hid you in a dried up well…, this is disrespecting the monarch, I would have died many times without knowledge.” The emperor haughtily snorted, thinking to himself, of course…, if it was someone else they would have died hundreds of times, but of all people it was this girl, when she was foolish she was stupid, when she was stubborn she was even more resolute and daring, such a person unexpectedly slowly, unconsciously permeated into his heart. The emperor still remember when he first saw Zhao Jin Yu after that evil thief broke him, that kind of emotion, because meeting again made him happy, and felt hate, hating Zhao Jin Yu for indifferently and mercilessly...

“Who told you the emperor is an…old man?” The emperor struggled to spit out the last words, he simply felt those words were practically an insult. Zhao Jin Yu did not sense the stone’s discontent at all, as a matter of fact she said, “I know the emperor isn’t considered old, I think he’s only twenty-five this year…, but there are so many imperial concubines in the harem, filled with lust all year round, even if it seems normal on the outside, in fact…” Zhao Jin Yu lowered her voice, wily she said, “Maybe his body is already all spent, simply unable to have intercourse, tell me if you consider him an old man or not?” The emperor looked up, almost falling into a tumble, gnashing his teeth he thought, whether or not he can have intercourse, whether his body is all spent, this girl Zhao Jin Yu will definitely know in the future very thoroughly! Zhao Jin Yu laid on her bed, covered with a quilt, and had lowered the cyan curtains, suddenly the small framed bed became a closed s...

“You still have the audacity to see me?” The madam’s voice was both cold and pointed, like a sharp blade, directly stabbing the eldest old master Zhao Xing Kun’s chest. Perhaps other people showed an amazed expression, maybe they sucked in a cold breath, or maybe lowered their head pretending to not have heard the madam humiliating the eldest old master, in a word everyone wanted to find a hole to crawl in, showing they did not witness the eldest old master’s slight fall. Zhao Jin Yu was also rather awkward, she never imagined such a married woman in the ancient times the madam who had learned the Confucian moral injunctions for women, actually would make Zhao Xing Kun seem unsightly in front of so many people, but thinking better of it she again felt relieved, if the madam was one of those people who just bore it…, she wouldn’t have acted up in front of everybody at the relatives meeting feast, like a vixen bloodily attacking Zhao Xing Kun’s face. Zhao Xing Kun had a calm ...