Translating Sloth

Consort Shu’s expression changed drastically, all of a sudden she kneeled kowtowing to Zhao Jin Yu, she said, “ Niangniang , it’s my fault, don’t blame Zhaoyang princess.” Following which she pulled on Zhaoyang princess, saying, “Why aren’t you kowtowing to niangniang to admit you’re wrong?” Zhaoyang princess Wan Er felt somewhat hurt by consort Shu’s tugging, but she didn’t dare cry out in pain, stumbling into a kneel, nevertheless some stubbornness lingered on her little face…, after all she was a princess, even though she had lost her mother very early on, but she was the only child of the emperor, naturally she was beyond respected, she had her own arrogance and reservation, that’s why she did not look apologetic. Consort Shu raising her head saw Zhao Jin Yu’s frowning face, her heart sank, and seeing Zhaoyang princess’s stubborn appearance she felt a burst of anger, she firmly pushed Zhaoyang princess, both urgent and angry she shouted, “Zhaoyang princess, what are you a...

The emperor smiled saying, “Come here.” After speaking he stepped forward wanting to hold the curtsying Zhaoyang princess, who would have imagined before he even got close he saw the Zhaoyang princess take a step back in fright, her face immediately somewhat deathly pale. The emperor’s heart sank, retracting his extended hand, with an emotionless face he said, “What have you been doing recently?” Zhaoyang princess seeing the emperor did not approach her, finally felt rather secure, acting in accordance to convention she replied, “Reporting to imperial father, Wan Er has been learning the Three Character Classic from the tutor these past few days, in addition to the guqin and embroidery.” As usual after the emperor finished his questioning he waved his hand for someone to take the Zhaoyang princess away. Waiting until only consort Shu and the emperor were left in the room…, the emperor firmly placed down his teacup onto the table, issuing a clanging noise, he said, “Wh...

Inside the hibiscus coloured muslin canopy, the emperor held Zhao Jin Yu, his chin resting on the top of Zhao Jin Yu’s head, saying, “Don’t cry, your eyes will be swollen from crying, what will you do if it’s so painful that you can’t open them tomorrow?” Following which he again repeated the words he said just now about being wrong, “We were wrong, we shouldn’t have gotten angry at you.” People are like this, they can reason objectively, and can maintain calm, but in front of the person they love they will always be a little childish, Zhao Jin Yu pouted, firmly inhaling through her nose, using her fist to beat the emperor’s chest, saying, “You still want to punish me.” The emperor hearing Zhao Jin Yu’s playful and coquettish voice, only felt his heart grow soft, he hurriedly said, “When did we say we will punish you? How could we bear it?” He held Zhao Jin Yu’s small fist in his hand, placing it against his lips kissing it. The emperor never imagined, one day, he would s...