Translating Sloth

 Zi Su carried the ginger soup with added ingredient out of the kitchen with a smile, images of Ji Ling Xue suffering after drinking this ginger soup filled with ingredients floated in her mind, the anger in her heart had diminished quite a bit, this was the price for causing her to almost catch a cold from going into the water to save her mistress.  A strict voice came from behind her, "Zi Su, you're not in the room serving your princess, where are you going?" Taken by surprise Zi Su shivered, turning her head she faced madam Feng's cold gaze, immediately lowering her head in greeting, "This servant greets madam, this servant is delivering ginger soup to princess Chen under orders." Madam Feng looked at the bowl of soup in Zi Su's hands, giving a cold snort in distain, "Qing Er really is kind hearted, that wretch caused her so much harm, yet she return good for evil." Having spoken she swept her sleeve over the soup, white powder sprinkled int...

 Zi Su also felt indignant for her own mistress, when she thought of her own mistress being plotted against by that foolish princess to fall into the water, and she was not able to protect her, her heart was filled with annoyance, she also bore a grudge against Mo Xiang who had insisted on speaking to her. Zi Su said: "Princess, prince loves you, he only went to that foolish princess to seek justice for you, maybe prince will divorce that foolish princess because of today's incident." With Zi Su's comforting, Ji Yu Qing's mood improved a lot, carefully thinking about it she also came to this reasoning, but the scale in her heart had still yet to reach equilibrium, Xiao Yi Chen had been at that fool Ji Ling Xue's side for a while, why hadn't he come back yet? Calmly thinking about it, Ji Yu Qing said: "No matter what I can't swallow down this anger, Zi Su in a moment take a bowl of soup over, put some croton seeds in the soup, I want that Ji Ling X...

Early summer. Forest flowers bloomed into spring red, willow catkins waved all over the place, tiny snow life willow catkins floated in the air, rampantly running amok under the morning light and dawn winds, they were everywhere. Ming dynasty’s north of the city Shutian prefecture, Rizhong workshop, Gulouxixie street, Tianshui lane 1 , a commoner’s house at the end of the lane. Xi Chao Dong sat in that house, overlooking the Tianshui lane in a two levels brick and wood little house, there was a little courtyard behind it. Manager Chen brought a woman to see this house, the Chen family got by acting in the profession of managers, in the family there were also those who acted as intermediaries for all kinds of goods and business transactions. Growing from a bud, three generations of the family made a living from this profession, everyone called him manager Chen, his actual name wasn’t known to many. This house had been in his management for almost half a year, if he isn’t able to rent i...