R:DSAT Chapter 190: Stationing Troops at Black Frost City

Speed was a crucial asset in war. On the second day of Luo Wei’s arrival at the Yun Guan barracks, the army had already finished preparing to enter battle. With only a single command voiced by Luo Qi, they would leave Yun Guan and directly pounce on Black Frost City. 

Ye Xiu arrived to send off Luo Qi and Luo Wei. 

Seeing Ye Xiu’s slightly bulging belly, a rare smile alighted on Luo Wei’s face, ruining his image. His white teeth even showed.

“You have a stupid smile, just like you big brother,” Ye Xiu shoved Luo Wei. 

Luo Wei leaned in front of Ye Xiu and whispered, “Big brother didn’t tell me.” 

Ye Xiu sternly replied, “Is now the right time to speak of such things? Little brother, listen to your sister-in-law. You have to come back in one piece. Sister-in-law will wait for you here in Yun Guan. You hear me?” 

“Okay,” Luo Wei readily agreed. “Sister-in-law don’t worry. I’ll take care of myself. I’ll even look after big brother.” 

“He doesn’t need you to look after him. Take good care of yourself and I won’t worry. Lan,” Ye Xiu turned to Wei Lan, who stood at Luo Wei’s side, and said, “You have to look after Xiao Wei ah. Come back safe and sound with Xiao Wei.” 

“Yes,” Wei Lan replied. “Wei Lan takes note.” 

“Let’s go,” Luo Qi came over and said.

“Sister-in-law, I’m leaving,” Luo Wei waved at Ye Xiu, walking towards the main forces of the army with Wei Lan. 

“I’m leaving,” Luo Qi murmured to Ye Xiu. 

“Go,” Ye Xiu only reached out a hand to touch Luo Qi’s armor. She’d wiped this armor clean again last night, and now Luo Qi’s helmet and hauberk shone brightly, making Ye Xiu very satisfied. She said, “I will wait for you to return home.” 

Luo Qi mounted his horse, and looked down again at Ye Xiu. His gaze stopped at Ye Xiu’s stomach for a moment, and then he waved a hand at the general who would transmit his orders.

The sound of the bugle horn signalling battle blasted out.

Three hundred thousand Yun Guan cavalrymen all headed out. 

After walking in the daytime and galloping at night for thirteen days, all the soldiers arrived fifty li outside of Black Frost City. They set up their barracks on barren land. 

(T/N: li is an ancient measure of length, approximately 500 meters). 

Luo Qi stood with Luo Wei in an observation tower within the barracks. He pointed at the city in front and told Luo Wei, “Black Frost City lies ahead.” 

“No wonder it’s called Black Frost City.” After seeing Black Frost City with his own eyes, Luo Wei learned that its city walls were built with black bricks. Looking from far away, other than the fluttering multicolored woven flag atop the city gate tower, this city was all black. The people who stood erect facing north were situated between the two deep abysses of the mountain ravines, their backs like black-feathered vultures. 

Qi Zi came to the foot of the observation tower and said to Luo Wei, “Young master, that man surnamed Sun came again.” 

“He arrived quickly.” Luo Wei whispered to Luo Qi, “It’s Sima Qingsha’s subordinate Sun Li. I’ll go see him.”

“Should I go with you?” Luo Qi asked.

“No need.” Luo Wei, with Luo Qi’s support, stepped down from the observation tower on a ladder made from wooden sticks temporarily nailed together. “There are some words Sun Li may not dare speak when big brother is there.” 

Sun Li waited in Luo Wei’s tent. He couldn’t sit still, pacing back and forth. These few days, his life consisted only of rushing about to and fro. Greater Zhou’s army had already sped over at its quickest speed. However, standing atop Hefang City today, Sima Qingsha could see the figures of the Black Frost Cavalry. The anxiously waiting prince complained that the Zhou army was “slow and late.”

“General Sun,” Luo Wei cupped his fists at Sun Li once he entered the tent, “we’ve already rushed over at our greatest speed. I don’t know how Crown Prince Qingsha’s situation is over there today?” 

Luo Wei’s question was asked with deep concern, and one couldn’t detect any pretense in it. Sun LI also did not know if he could trust this person–he wanted to but did not dare to. “Young master,” Sun Li bowed in salute at the same time as he spoke, “my master has anxiously waited for the young master.” 

“Our army has already arrived.” Luo Wei pulled Sun Li to sit down, saying, “It just depends on the arrangements made by Crown Prince Qingsha.”

Sun Li replied, “Young master, after the Zhou army enters Black Frost City, you’ll really go with me to meet with my master?” 

“There are some things I want to say to Crown Prince Qingsha face-to-face.” Luo Wei smiled. “Luo Wei is untalented, and is willing to endure misfortunes together with Crown Prince Qingsha. Regarding this point, General Sun can believe Luo Wei.” 

“When the the time comes, if young master changes his mind then this humble one just,” Sun Li did not finish his threatening words, but he knew that Luo Wei should understand his meaning. 

“When the time comes, General Sun will be at my side,” Luo Wei naturally understood and replied. “The commander leading the troops is my big brother, and General Sun should know that us brothers are very close. So he would consider my life.” 

“Young master permits me to bring others to stay by the young master’s side?” 

“Yes,” Luo Wei confirmed. “When the time comes and we enter Black Frost City, I’ll trouble General Sun to protect me.” 

With Luo Wei’s remarks, Sun Li had nothing more to say. If the Zhou troops became hostile once they entered Black Frost City, he would definitely kill Luo Wei. This noble young master Luo Wei’s life, in Sun Li’s perspective, was already the greatest collateral he could offer. 

“Then I’ll wait for General Sun’s news here,” Luo Wei finished.

Sun Li came and went swiftly. He still needed to arrange Black Frost City’s matters. 

Wei Lan sent Sun Li out of the Zhou army’s barracks. When he returned to the tent, he saw Imperial Physician Wei standing as he watched Luo Wei drink a round of his prescribed three ginseng soups per day. 

Luo Wei finished drinking the soup and carelessly wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. He asked Wei Lan, “He left?” 

Imperial Physician Wei looked at Luo Wei and suppressed the urge to shake his head. There was a handkerchief on the side but this person used his hand instead. Outsiders all spoke of how the Luo family’s third young master was some kind of rich and honorable man, but in reality how was this person like a clan’s young master? “Young master is discussing official business, I’ll take my leave,” Imperial Physician Wei said. 

“Oh. Go out then,” Luo Wei glanced at Imperial Physician Wei’s deadpan face and didn’t see through his thoughts. 

“You’ve finished discussing?” Wei Lan asked once Imperial Physician Wei left.

“Finished,” Luo Wei confirmed. “Just waiting for them to open the city gates.”

Wei Lan questioned, “Are they able to open the city gates? Sun Li said he muddled through getting out of the city.” 

“If he could do that, it means that Sun Li and them can already control Black Frost City.” Luo Wei saw Sun Li shuttling back and forth in and out of Black Frost City a few times, and so was not the slightest bit worried about Sun Li and the rest opening the city gates.

“Young master,” Wei Lan bypassed the table between Luo Wei and him, and came close to Luo Wei’s front. “What did you discuss, can I know about it?” 

This time, Luo Wei noticed the anxiety in Wei Lan’s gaze and said, “Lan, what are you worried about?” 

“I’m worried that the young master’s plans have changed. When the time comes if the young master acts on his own initiative again,” he pointed at Luo Wei’s incomplete finger.

“It’s no big deal.” Luo Wei suddenly felt a bit guilty. “It’s just that on the day we enter the city, Sun Li will bring people to follow me at my side. Lan won’t need to follow me on that day.” 

Wei Lan thought about these words of Luo Wei’s, but couldn’t understand them for a moment. 

“It’s just that, nothing else.” Luo Wei smiled at Wei Lan, his face holding some fawning to curry favor. 

“At that time he’ll want to use the young master as a hostage?” Wei Lan’s mind took a few turns. After he understood the implications of this arrangement, his face immediately darkened. “This person really has guts!” 

“Actually this was my own suggestion,” Luo Wei evasively looked around, “Lan don’t be angry. This is the only way to make them open the city gates.” 

“No. I’m not at ease.”

“Be at ease,” Luo Wei tugged at Wei Lan’s hand, “they won’t dare to injure me. Otherwise what could they gamble to ensure Black Frost City’s return? Lan won’t be too far from me, there’ll just be some people in between. I’ll be in front of your eyes.” 

“Why does the young master always like to put his body in danger?” Wei Lan angrily asked.

“Because it’s worth it,” Luo Wei answered.

This answer finally flustered and exasperated the good-tempered Wei Lan.

R:DSAT Chapter 189: Withstanding the First Club

The road to Yun Guan was long, but no one spoke. 

Under Imperial Physician Wei’s care, Luo Wei did not fall sick again on their journey. Though he was tired and constantly on the move, when he stood before the Great Commander-in-Chief of Yun Guan, Luo Qi, Luo Wei’s complexion was incomparable to how it was in the capital. 

(T/N: literal meaning = mustn’t speak of two things on the same day)

“How’s your health?” Luo Qi looked Luo Wei over from head to toe and asked.

“Already better.” Luo Wei spun a circle in front of Luo Qi and said, “Look, I’ve even gotten fat.” 

“Where is the meat on your body?” Luo Qi saw that Luo Wei’s complexion could be considered rosy, and his taut nerves finally relaxed somewhat. He rapped Luo Wei’s head, “Point it out to me.” 

“Big brother!” Luo Wei grabbed his head. “Why did you hit me again?” He murmured his complaint to Luo Qi, “I’m not a little kid anymore.” 

“You haven’t taken a wife, so you’re always going to be a little kid,” Luo Qi lightly knocked on Luo Wei’s head again. 

“I don’t know who was it that only just married last year.” Luo Wei rolled his eyes. This brother of his really knew how to talk. 

Once Luo Wei’s voice fell, laughter rang out from all around. 

“Enter the tent.” Luo Qi’s face reddened. As he walked side by side with Luo Wei, he talked business: “Dad sent me a letter. It almost scared your sister-in-law and me to death. Xiao Wei, you can’t scare us like that in the future.” 

“I know, I won’t,” Luo Wei promised.

“We originally already left Yun Guan to go to the capital to see you, but who would’ve thought we’d meet Ning Fei halfway there. We had to rush back. A few days later, the imperial edict arrived. It told us to prepare to move. After you arrived, we would head to Black Frost City.” 

“Where’s Chang Ling?” Luo Wei suddenly asked. He had walked among Luo Qi’s army for a long while but hadn’t seen Deputy Commander Chang Ling. 

“Who?” Luo Qi had just been going through matters with Luo Wei. At Luo Wei’s sudden question, he didn’t react right away. 

“Chang Ling,” Luo Wei repeated. “The army is about to go to battle, why isn’t he here?”

“Your big brother Chang Ling should be rushing here.” Luo Qi didn’t notice Luo Wei’s gloomy tone when he spoke of Chang Ling. “A few months ago he returned to Lingnan.” 

(T/N: Lingnan is in the south of China.)

“Did something happen to Lingnan’s Chang clan?”

“I only heard that your big brother Chang’s third little sister might enter the palace. This little sister is the only little sister sharing the same mother as your big brother Chang. He’s treasured her since childhood.” 

“Lingnan Chang clan’s first wife’s daughter. Her identity is precious. It seems she will accompany a prince?” Luo Wei reasoned.

“That’s what their family has planned.” 

The Chang clan’s first wife’s daughter, Luo Wei suddenly stopped walking at the thought. He stood there. How could he forget this person? Emperor Ping Zhang’s empress, Rui Yun of the Chang clan, wasn’t she this Lingnan Chang Clan’s daughter? 

(T/N: Recall that this is Long Xuan’s title as emperor). 

“Xiao Wei what’s the matter?” Luo Qi asked Luo Wei with a strange expression. “Why did you suddenly stop walking? Can’t walk anymore?”

“No,” Luo Wei pushed a smile onto his face and walked to Luo Qi’s side, “let’s talk in the tent.” 

“Are you really okay?” Luo Qi asked worriedly. 

“I’m fine. Big brother let’s walk faster.” Luo Wei said he was fine, but his mind was like a carousel lantern. Chang Rui Yun shouldn’t have arrived at Long Xuan’s side at this time. He remembered Long Xuan’s designated proper wife this time should be a great clan’s daughter surnamed Zhou. Oh right, Luo Wei thought. In the last life, Princess Zhou was chosen for Long Xuan by Official Liu Shuang Shi. Now Liu Shuang Shi was dead, and it seemed the fate Maiden Zhou and Long Xuan shared as husband and wife also ended. But it’s just that Long Xuan had lost power. Would Lingnan’s Chang clan still send their first wife’s daughter to Long Xuan’s side? Chang Ling was still Yun Guan’s deputy commander, what did this Chang clan intend to do? 

(T/N: Lantern with carousel of paper horses that rotates).

“Xiao Wei?” Luo Qi patted the commander’s desk. From the time Luo Wei entered his commander’s tent, he only lowered his head in thought. He thought so hard that he didn’t even raise his head. Luo Qi understood this little brother’s thoughts less and less. 

Luo Wei retrieved his thoughts that had almost flown to the skies above. He walked to the front of Luo Qi’s desk and said, “Did Ning Fei already tell big brother everything?”

“He did,” Luo Qi confirmed. “I’ve agreed to everything else except you entering Sima Qingsha’s army.” 

“This is His Majesty’s decree,” Luo Wei explained with a smile. “If big brother doesn’t agree, he has to go to the capital and find His Majesty to talk it through.” 

“You all are making trouble.” Luo Qi became anxious. He spread out the map beside his hand and pointed to the field Long Xuan designated as the battleground for their decisive faceoff with the Black Frost Cavalry. “This Tian Shui source, is it a place to do battle? Who told you all this?” 

Luo Wei asked, “Isn’t that a field? It’s just right for the two armies to face off.” 

“You and His Second Highness both haven’t been there, how could you know that it’s a place where two armies can do battle?” Luo Qi replied. “That place, that place, and that place,” his hand pointed in in succession on the map, “these places are all marshes. The miasma is so heavy that even birds can’t fly across. They’ve always been desolate and uninhabited. Our garrison troops cannot even station there. How can we fight this battle?” 

Luo Wei pointed at a few places Luo Qi hadn’t picked, “Then here? Here shouldn’t be a problem right?” 

Luo Qi supported his forehead. “Xiao Wei, you guys tricking the gates of Black Frost City open is already not easy. You want to trick Mo Huan Sang to retreat to the Tian Shui source, and big brother already thinks this is impossible. You guys even want to ensure that Mo Huan Snag retreats to this place at Tian Shui’s source? Mo Huan Sang isn’t an idiot. He knows that entering Tian Shui’s source is akin to walking the road to death. He won’t enter.” 

Luo Wei looked at the map. It was different from the one in Emperor Xing Wu and Long Xuan’s hands. “This map… is not the same as the one I saw in the palace.” 

“This is one I just drew,” Luo Qi explained. “Tian Shui’s source in the winter is a tundra. When winter retreats and spring returns, and the tundra’s snow melts, it’s all mud. No one lives there. If not for the traveling salesmen walking that route all year long, in this season no one would dare to enter Tian Shui’s source.” 

“Why is that?” 

“It’s all a quagmire. You can’t distinguish the road and the swamp. Isn’t entering the same as seeking death?” 

Luo Wei, stumped, stared blankly. He hadn’t even arrived at Black Frost City and his own big brother had given him his first clubbing. Guiding Mo Huan Sang’s Black Frost Cavalry to Tian Shui’s fountainhead seemed impossible now. Then what could they do? 

Luo Qi moved a chair over for Luo Wei to sit, and then stuffed a cup of hot water into Luo Wei’s hands. Then he spoke: “Wait until we enter Black Frost City. Xiao Wei you also don’t need to go to Sima Qingsha’s army. We’ll seize Black Frost City at that time. Big brother and Mo Huan Sang will decide who is superior at Black Frost City. Is it possible for big brother to lose to Mo Huan Sang?” 

“How could Mo Huan Sang be big brother’s opponent,” Luo Wei said, but he still shook his head at Luo Qi. “It’s just that to the north of Black Frost City is flat land one can gallop across. Without danger we can defend, but we cannot defend Black Frost City.” 

“You still don’t believe that big brother can win against Mo Huan Sang?” Luo Qi inquired, displeased.

“Mo Huan Sang must die.” Luo Wei looked towards Luo Qi, adding in his heart, because this is the foe in the past life who trampled you and your horse into mud. 

“So then?”

“Let’s first enter Black Frost City and then talk,” Luo Wei answered. “Wait for His Second Highness and his rear army to arrive. We’ll discuss together.” At this time thinking of Long Xuan disheartened Luo Wei. Encountering a problem that was impossible to solve, he actually thought that Long Xuan might have a solution. “Damn!” Luo Wei cursed.

(T/N: Literally in Chinese it’s “should die,” a common curse. Translated as “damn”).

“Who are you cursing?” Luo Qi asked. He heard Luo Wei curse and was baffled.

Luo Wei himself also did not know who he was cursing. Was he cursing himself or Long Xuan? Or Northern Yan’s rulers and ministers?

R:DSAT Chapter 188: Cold and Indifferent by Nature

What do I think of him? Long Xuan felt that his little brother had asked him a very good question. He didn’t speak to Long Xiang again as they walked. Long Xuan slowly moved forward in the snow. Of course he hated that Luo Wei was his enemy, forcing him to the state he was in today where he had to rethink all his plans. But Long Xuan admitted that he was like most people in that he liked all pretty people or things. What’s more, Luo Wei was a person who could stand shoulder-to-shoulder with him. When his uncle Liu Shuang Shi was still alive, he had said that Long Xuan was cold and indifferent by nature. Long Xuan thought that maybe he really was a cold and indifferent person. The Liu Clan had all perished, and it was difficult for him, but from beginning to end his fondness for Luo Wei outmatched his resentment towards him. He also didn’t speak of revenge like Long Xiang. Long Xuan had never thought about taking revenge; liaising with the enemy and selling out one’s country was originally a life-or-death maneuver. If you bet and lost, you paid. Paying with life was not a reason for revenge. 

“Big brother,” Long Xiang rushed to catch up with Long Xuan, calling him. 

“Let’s go.” Long Xuan waved at Long Xiang. Maybe he was still thinking of Luo Wei; the smile he revealed to Long Xiang was exceptionally gentle. 

After Luo Wei returned to his carriage, he pillowed himself on Wei Lan’s legs and slept. When they arrived at the official’s residence, Wei Lan carried him into his room. 

Imperial Physician Wei’s face was bitter as he brought over Luo Wei’s snow mountain ginseng soup. He had already received Emperor Xing Wu’s imperial edict ordering him to go with Luo Wei to Northern Yan. Once Luo Wei drank the soup in a few gulps, Imperial Physician Wei requested a leave of absence from Luo Wei. He wanted to return home to prepare his luggage and say good-bye to his family. 

“Tomorrow at 5 to 7 a.m. we’ll leave the capital,” Luo Wei said with some apologeticness. 

Imperial Physician Wei only smiled bitterly. Would he dare to be late for these kinds of events? After taking over this Third Young Master Luo’s case, he only encountered situations that could end with his head rolling if he wasn’t careful. Imperial Physician Wei was filled with bitter complaints as he brought his little apprentice back home. He simultaneously regretted his mistakes and resigned himself to his bad luck. 

Upon downing the bowl of snow ginseng soup, Luo Wei felt some strength returning and he said to Wei Lan, “I want to take a bath.”

Wei Lan accompanied Luo Wei to take a bath again. This time Wei Lan didn’t dare to touch him. Once Luo Wei soaked in the hot water, he fell asleep again. Wei Lan cleaned Luo Wei from top to bottom, and then carefully examined his lower body. That place was still red and swollen, but it wasn’t as frightening as it was in the early morning. 

Xiao Xiao stood guard at the entrance to the bathing pool. When he saw Wei Lan carrying Luo Wei out, he asked with some disbelief, “The young master can sleep taking a bath?” 

Wei Lan whispered, “He’s tired.” 

In Luo Wei’s room, Qi Zi had already prepared all the clothes Luo Wei would bring on his journey. After he helped Wei Lan place Luo Wei in the bed, he said, “Big brother Wei, you have to leave early tomorrow. You should also pack. I’ll watch over the young master here.” 

Wei Lan returned to his own room. He wouldn’t bring many clothes, and quickly finished packing a bundle wrapped in cloth. Wei Lan lifted his pillow. Beneath it lay the wooden box he had hurriedly placed yesterday, just as he’d left it. Wei Lan took that small wooden box and threw it in his bundle. He didn’t want to glance even one more time at this thing–out of sight out of mind. He would not be unable to bear this thing’s enticement. Wei Lan still dreamt of his and Luo Wei’s future. If he could, he’d go to Xuan Zhou, or anywhere else in this world, with just the two of them living their lives out behind closed doors.

Luo Wei slept soundly that night, When morning came, Wei Lan woke him. It was time for them to leave.

The five Dragon’s Secret Guards including Ten accepted Emperor Xing Wu’s orders and arrived at the official’s residence. This time again they would follow Luo Wei to a dangerous place. Compared to the Yu Zhou trip, this Northern Yan journey was several times more treacherous. Therefore, before leaving, Emperor Xing Wu instructed the five guards for quite a while for fear that they would not take this task to heart.

(T/N: Keeping acid’s translations for the guards who went to Yu Zhou. The Chinese is unclear, but I interpreted it as the five people who accompanied Luo Wei last time including Ten. Otherwise, it would be fifteen guards, which makes less sense.) 

Compared to Emperor Xing Wu, Luo Zhi Qiu seemed much more at ease. Because Luo Ze was still nursing injuries and the imperial household ordered troops to Northern Yan, the Luo family kept the matter of Luo Wei going to Northern Yan a secret. Even half a related sentence was forbidden. Luo Zhi Qiu and Fu Hua sent Luo Wei’s party out of the official’s residence. Prime Minister Luo looked at Luo Wei, whose entire body was ensconced in warm layers, and only patted him on the shoulders and spoke simply, “Your father and mother await your triumphant return in the capital. On the battlefield, swords and spears have no eyes. You must be careful.”

After Luo Wei kowtowed before Luo Zhi Qiu and Fu Hua, he stood and entered a horse-drawn carriage. He said to the imperial bodyguard of the official’s residence leading the way, “Let’s go.” 

Seeing Luo Wei’s party travelling further and further away, Fu Hua asked Luo Zhi Qiu, “Wei Er will return safely right? He’s still sick.” 

“It’s fine,” Luo Zhi Qiu replied. “Grandmaster Fu Yi foretold that this child will not be short-lived.”

Fu Hua believed in Buddhism. Hearing Luo Zhi Qiu say so, her worries eased a bit. Luo Zhi Qiu, who had spoken coaxing words, had not a bit of certainty. The day before, Xie Yu had left for Eastern Shang with the envoy. Convincing Eastern Shang to deploy soldiers was no easy task, not to mention that Luo Wei was going to Northern Yan to serve as a voluntary hostage. Luo Zhi Qiu suddenly felt that he had become old, so these matters all fell to his son and disciple to execute. He saw them entrapped in danger zones, but he had no alternative.

“It’s okay, it’ll all be okay,” Luo Zhi Qiu mumbled to himself. He turned his head to Fu Hua. “Let’s go back. Wei Er is clever and knows propriety, he won’t mess up.” 

“How is he someone who can go into battle ah,” Fu Hua spoke oft-repeated words, “isn’t a literary official like you also managing a household and governing a realm? Where did this child’s temperament come from? Or is it that this generation of our old Luo family all wants to live life serving in the army?”

“Don’t say these things,” Luo Zhi Qiu thought of the plan Luo Wei and Long Xuan discussed. He didn’t know who the main planner was among those two. This plan involved toying with Northern Yan for applause; it was too malicious. Luo Zhi Qiu would rather believe that this was Long Xuan’s idea. His Luo Wei was not this diabolical and ruthless. “You don’t understand,” he said to Fu Hua, “the battle between two countries is not only determined by the strength and bravery of their generals and troops. True talent in a commander-in-chief lies in the ability to obtain victory from a thousand miles away.” 

“Does Wei Er have this ability?” Fu Hua asked. 

Luo Zhi Qiu did not speak. Luo Wei had not yet studied military arts, but Long Xuan was a civil and military all-rounder. In fact, compared to the crown prince, the second prince–Luo Zhi Qiu sighed in his heart–was truly a talented commander-in-chief. He was pleased with this person, but he would never dare to reveal even a hint of that. Those who walked different paths could not make plans together. Long Xuan was not born from Luo Zhi Yi’s stomach, so they could only be enemies in this life. To say more was useless. 

At the northern gate of the capital, Luo Wei stepped down from his carriage. He looked at Crown Prince Long Yu, third prince Long Xing, and even Long Xuan. 

“Xiao Wei.” Long Yu took Luo Wei, who was about to pay outsized respects to him, by the arm. “No need to be too polite, I accepted Emperor Father’s orders and took second and third brother to send you off.” 

“This humble servant thanks His Second Highness, and His Third Highness,” Luo Wei again thanked Long Xuan and Long Xing. 

“Xiao Wei, return safely. I will come to the northern gate to pick you up then.” Long Xing looked very similar to his full brother Long Yu, but only his height was a bit shorter.

“This humble servant will remember His Highness’s words.” Luo Wei smiled. 

Long Xuan did not participate in these three cousins’ chat. He walked to the end of the procession where Imperial Physician Wei stood, and said, “Has Luo Wei used up the snow mountain ginseng?” 

Imperial Physician Wei hurriedly replied, “Replying to Your Highness, there’s still a bit left.”

“Take this.” Long Xuan put a cloth bundle into Imperial Physician Wei’s hands. “Though this isn’t hundred-year ginseng, it’s also snow mountain ginseng. Remember to have him eat it on the way there.” 

“Yes,” Imperial Physician Wei answered. 

“I know you’re also an expert in poisons,” Long Xuan patted the hand Imperial Physician Wei was using to hold the cloth bundle, “so I wouldn’t be so stupid as to put poison in here.” 

At this time, Luo Wei entered his carriage. He heard Long Xuan say to him from outside the carriage window, “Luo Wei, let’s meet at Black Frost City.” 

Luo Wei sat in the carriage and did not speak. 

R:DSAT Chapter 187: Snowy Spring Night

“Imperial Bodyguard Wei.” Wei Lan was waiting in a courtyard walkway of the Hall of Eternal Light when Zhao Fu exited the hall and came to a stop in front of him. Zhao Fu smilingly said, “The young master has his own room here. He asked this humble slave to bring you to that room.” 

Wei Lan hurriedly declined, “No need, I can just wait here.” 

“This place is drafty.” Zhao Fu pointed at the path screened by walls that connected to this walkway, continuing, “Imperial Bodyguard Wei, you are a lucky man for the young master to be so considerate of you. Come with me.”

“Mister, if I go, won’t I violate palace regulations?” Wei Lan asked.

“You won’t.” Zhao Fu took complete charge: “That room was given to the young master to live in, and the young master is considered its owner. Others won’t gossip about it.”

After Wei Lan arrived at this side palace hall’s room, a eunuch brought tea and refreshments. The tea steeped in the palace looked fresh and green, and its fragrant scent permeated the whole place. The pastries were delicate and refined. However, Wei Lan had no appetite. He only sat there blankly as he waited for Luo Wei. He ended up waiting until the sky turned dark. 

At last, it was Zhao Fu who came to call, “Imperial Bodyguard Wei, the young master is heading back to the official’s residence. Hurry and meet him.”

Wei Lan exited the palace room and discovered that spring snow had begun to fall at some point. From far away, he saw Luo Wei and Long Xuan standing in a veranda under a palace lamp, speaking.

“Let’s go,” Zhao Fu urged from beside him. 

Wei Lan now feared seeing Long Xuan. Discovering that Long Xuan was speaking with Luo Wei, he involuntarily thought, he wouldn’t be telling the young master about the secret substance, right? Thinking this weighed Wei Lan’s steps down. 

Beneath the veranda, in spite of Luo Wei’s cold expression, Long Xuan tied the belt of a fur overcoat for Luo Wei. At this moment, Long Xuan’s gaze carried real, deep concern, “This snowfall’s timing really isn’t right. Tomorrow you’ll have to face the snow on the road, so be more careful on your way.” 

“You’re really quite a strange person,” Luo Wei said. “You’d care about my life or death? Isn’t my death better for you?”

“This is the palace.” Long Xuan lowered his voice, “Be careful of others hearing. I have never wished for your death.” 

“You had better be careful yourself,” Luo Wei replied simply. 

“Are you concerned about me?” Long Xuan said. “I thought that you were the one who hoped for my death.” 

“Are you really Long Xuan?” Luo Wei stared at Long Xuan. He had lived two lifetimes, and never knew that Long Xuan was one to exchange such trifling, nonsense words with someone else. Or was this person purposefully trying to implicate him, or have him commit an error in front of the Hall of Eternal Light? Perhaps because he showed disrespect to a prince, he would suffer punishment?

A few snowflakes stuck to the crown of Luo Wei’s head. Under the palace lamp’s fluttering, flickering light and shadow, Long Xuan looked towards Luo Wei. He could not help but sigh with feeling. This person was truly beautiful. 

Luo Wei retreated two steps, coldly asking, “What are you thinking? It was you who said that for the country, we must collaborate this time. You wouldn’t be thinking of something else now, again?” 

Long Xuan pressed up towards him in two steps. He still stood in front of Luo Wei. Seeing the snow on Luo Wei’s hair already congealing into pearls of ice, he wanted to reach out a hand to brush them away.

“If you have something to say then say it.” Luo Wei retreated again. He didn’t know what was atop his head to make Long Xuan reach out his hand. Luo Wei used his own hand to carelessly grope at the top of his head two times.

Long Xuan said, “I wanted to say… That it turns out that someone having some more meat on their bones versus having less really makes a difference.” 

“You-” Luo Wei only reasoned that Long Xuan must be cursing him again, just like how he used to call him a damned fatty. He retorted, “This is something everyone knows, did Your Highness just learn it?” 

Luo Wei’s wind-blown face was red, temporarily covering up his sickly complexion. In Long Xuan’s eyes, this was a new kind of flirtatious appearance, fascinating him. 

“Young master.” Wei Lan walked over at this time.

“Lan, let’s go.” Luo Wei turned around and saw Wei Lan, and did not pause for even a second before he went down the steps to head towards Wei Lan. 

Long Xuan reached out to support this person who seemed as if he couldn’t even walk stably, but seeing Wei Lan appear atop the stairs in a flash to brace Luo Wei, he retracted his hand. 

“Let’s go.” Luo Wei’s entire body depended on Wei Lan’s support. He felt cold now, and he was also in pain. He only thought about returning to his warm blankets and lying there for a while. “This damned snow,” he cursed next to Wei Lan’s ear, “winter passed, but it still wants to fall! There’s no end to it!”

“Don’t they all say that timely snow foretells a prosperous year?” Wei Lan saw Luo Wei treating him as usual and knew that Long Xuan hadn’t spoken about the secret substance with Luo Wei. He eased his worries then, and was in the frame of mind to talk to Luo Wei. 

“I’m not a farmer.” Nowadays, Luo Wei loathed snow the most. Seeing the sky filled with floating snowflakes, his body felt cold from his insides to his outsides. It was as if his entire body’s warmth was taken away by this snow. “Why would I care about whether the snow is timely or not.”

Wei Lan supported Luo Wei to the palanquin and took an umbrella from the eunuchs behind them. He opened it for Luo Wei. “These are the affairs of the heavens,” he said to Luo Wei, “young master doesn’t like it, so when we return to the residence, we won’t look at it.”

The two eunuchs lifted the palanquin. The ground was already mantled with snow, so they stepped forward with particular caution. They didn’t care if they fell, but if they dropped the noble young master atop the palanquin, they could only compensate with their lives.

Luo Wei sat in the soft palanquin, and turned his head to look at where he had just stood. He discovered Long Xuan still standing beneath that palace lamp, motionless. Luo Wei sat upright with lightning speed, and did not turn his head again. 

“Your Highness.” Fu Yun trotted over behind Long Xuan, asking, “Will you head back?” 

Of course Long Xuan would not miss Luo Wei glancing back at him. Seeing that person’s lightning-fast head turn, as if he had been startled, Long Xuan laughed and shook his head. He didn’t pay attention to Fu Yun and went down the steps. If he didn’t go back to the Hall of Literary Transcendence, then where else could he go? 

Fu Yun held the umbrella in his hands over Long Xuan’s head. 

“No need.” Long Xuan leisurely strolled in the falling snow. He did not need someone to hold an umbrella for him. He turned to glance at the umbrella in Fu Yun’s grasp. It was a green bamboo umbrella, and it made Long Xuan recall that rainy night in the Hall of the Gracious Phoenix. When he had been punished to kneel outside the hall, Luo Wei had held out a green bamboo umbrella just like this one for him. 

Fu Yun put away the umbrella. The master didn’t use an umbrella, so how could a humble servant dare to use one in the snow?

Thinking of Luo Wei, Long Xuan did not feel a single hint of boredom the entire way from the Hall of Eternal Light to the Hall of Literary Transcendence. He saw Luo Wei in his sick and weakly state every day, and saw him transform from a little fatty into a delicate beauty who looked as if he had been meticulously sculpted from jade. He had also become frail, and looked like white porcelain that would break from a touch. 

“Big brother,” Long Xiang called as he walked over from far away. 

“You still aren’t asleep?” Long Xuan came to a stop, waiting for Long Xiang to reach him. 

“I couldn’t sleep.” Long Xiang was now quite disheartened. He had beseeched Emperor Xing Wu to send him to battle, but had been chewed out by his Emperor Father. He had almost suffered a lashing. Emperor Xing Wu’s rage made it known to Long Xiang that there was no way he could go to Northern Yan this time. 

“Go to my place and have some midnight snacks,” Long Xuan invited.

“I heard Luo Wei entered the palace. Why would a damned sick patient like him be able to go, but I can’t?” Long Xiang complained in a hushed voice at Long Xuan’s side. 

“Shut up, what damned sick patient? Talking rubbish!” Long Xuan shouted in a lowered tone at Long Xiang. 

“It’s ‘shut up’ again.” Long Xiang felt even more wronged. “Big brother, what on earth do you think of Luo Wei? I can’t even talk about him?” 

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I’ll be continuing R:DSAT translations. I noticed acid took down his/her translations of chapters 1-137, but they seem to be saved on this site

ASV Chapter 82: Undercurrent

Fortunately, Shen Feixiao was not deranged enough to directly behead Wei He in front of Qin Kaiyi. 

He pushed the door in and entered with a cold indifference in his expression that could chill hearts. When he saw Qin Kaiyi in Wei He’s arms, his icy expression even more so unsettled the heart and made one’s guts shake. 

“Put him down; you can go,” Shen Feixiao said expressionlessly. His gaze never moved away from Qin Kaiyi’s body.

“…” Wei He looked at Shen Feixiao silently. He knew that there was no way to take Qin Kaiyi away today, so he could only sigh and put Qin Kaiyi back on the bed…

“Leave ba, are you still sitting there waiting for me to invite you to a meal?” Shen Feixiao’s tone was full of frigid irony and scorching satire. He took a few steps forward and pulled Qin Kaiyi, who was unconscious, into his embrace. He gazed at Wei He with ill intent. 

“…Okay, okay.” Wei He waved his hands helplessly. He knew that Shen Feixiao probably wouldn’t do anything to him in front of Qin Kaiyi, but for some reason he still felt that there was something blocking his throat that he could not swallow. 

“I’m leaving.” He and Shen Feixiao stared at each other for a while, until Wei He finally gave up. He knew that he was not Shen Feixiao’s opponent; if he rashly attacked perhaps he would be killed on the spot. 

However, when Wei He was about to turn around and leave, Qin Kaiyi suddenly woke up.

Qin Kaiyi woke up and found himself wrapped in Shen Feixiao’s arms while Wei He had already turned around, clearly intending to leave.

“Wei He…” Qin Kaiyi’s voice was a bit weak, and his body lightly trembled. His mind was still in a state of chaos: “Don’t go…”

Hearing Qin Kaiyi’s voice, Wei He abruptly stopped moving. He turned his head to look at Qin Kaiyi, looking as if he desired to speak but was stopping himself. 

“Don’t go…” Completely befuddled, Qin Kaiyi looked at Wei He’s back as he was about to leave. Extreme panic arose in his heart, such that he even directly ignored the gloomy Shen Feixiao beside him and repeated: “Wei He, don’t go, okay…” 

“… Ai.” (T/N: a sigh, or expressing “alas”). Wei He’s expression became bitter. He didn’t want to leave, but what could he do? He couldn’t provoke the current Shen Feixiao, and if he continued to stay here… 

“Qin Shi, take care of yourself.” Helpless, Wei He had no choice but to stare at Shen Feixiao’s chilly, indifferent gaze and summon up the courage to say: “I… if there’s an opportunity in the future, I will come to see you.”

“…” Shen Feixiao expressed that he would definitely not give Wei He this opportunity. 

“Ah…” Hearing this, Qin Kaiyi looked to be at a loss. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he swallowed his words when they reached the edge of his lips. 

“Then… I’m going first.” Wei He temporarily could only make this choice. 

“…He’s gone.” Shen Feixiao firmly hugged Qin Kaiyi, and there was nothing that could be inferred from his expression: “Shixiong wants to go with him?”

“No…” Qin Kaiyi saw that Wei He really left, and then said blankly: “I can’t go.”

“Oh?” Pinching Qin Kaiyi’s chin with his hand, Shen Feixiao said softly: “Why can’t shixiong go?”

“I can’t go home if I leave.” Qin Kaiyi curled into a ball in Shen Feixiao’s arms. His eyes were lifeless. “I still have to go home, isn’t that right?”

“…” Shen Feixiao smiled with cold detachment. He reached out and petted Qin Kaiyi’s head, and softly said in a low voice: “Shixiong, don’t think about going home in this life.”

“Why?!!!” Hearing some key words, Qin Kaiyi’s pupils contracted sharply. With strength from an unknown source, he managed to struggle out of Shen Feixiao’s embrace and grab his collar, mournfully asking: “Why can’t I go home, why!!”

Shen Feixiao didn’t speak. He glanced at the scarf on Qin Kaiyi’s wrist, and there was doubt in his eyes—what was going on with shixiong? The Rain-Soaked Bell had the effect of clearing the mind and calming qi, and Qin Kaiyi had a natural demonic body. According to reason… There shouldn’t be a need to worry about heart demons. But why did Qin Kaiyi give him such a strange feeling now? 

Well, from this point of view, mental health work was very important in both modern and ancient times…

It was a pity that after hearing Shen Feixiao say that he should not think to go home in this lifetime, Qin Kaiyi’s entire person fell into madness. If his cultivation hadn’t been sealed by Shen Feixiao, then they might really have a life-and-death struggle. (T/N: lit.: “you die, I live” fight. Fig.: fight between irreconcilable adversaries). 

“Shixiong.” Easily stopping Qin Kaiyi’s frantic movements, Shen Feixiao did not waver at all: “Apart from leaving me, do you have no other wishes?”

“…Shen Feixiao.” Qin Kaiyi had no strength originally, and after raising a fuss he became even more exhausted. Fortunately, his state of mind regained a trace of clarity. Hovering between laughter and tears, he looked at the man who hugged himself tightly, almost begging: “What on earth do you like about me, I’ll change it okay?”

Shen Feixiao remained unmoved. He smiled and then said, “Then how would shixiong change his entire being?”

Qin Kaiyi’s entire person collapsed again. 

“Shixiong.” Shen Feixiao saw that Qin Kaiyi was no longer fussing, so he gently combed his long white hair with his hands. In his words, there wasn’t a bit of that ruthless and tyrannical indifference when he had when he faced off with Wei He. Instead, he spoke with a gentleness that could drown a man: “I know that for you, this world is nothing… but if you believe it that’s fine, if you don’t believe it then there’s nothing to do about that. I am a person of flesh and blood, not that fictional novel in your heart.” 

“…” Hearing this straightforward statement, Qin Kaiyi’s face instantly turned white. He knew that Shen Feixiao must have known something, but he did not expect that Shen Feixiao actually grasped the majority of his circumstances from Tang Shayun. 

“I also gave shixiong an opportunity,” Shen Feixiao said very seriously. “In fact, doesn’t shixiong also know? If you really want to go back… you only have to…”

“I won’t kill you.” Qin Kaiyi’s voice was hoarse. “I won’t kill you!!!”

“Is that so?” Shen Feixiao smiled: “I was originally going to say… as long as shixiong is willing, I can…” Put the dagger in your hand.

It was a pity that his next words were roughly interrupted by Qin Kaiyi. He raised his head and fiercely glared at Shen Feixiao, almost itching to stab two holes in him: “What the hell do I owe you? Shen Feixiao, say it and let’s see, aside from beating you up once, what do I owe you..” 

“…” Shen Feixiao didn’t say anything, but his expression became slightly complicated. 

“Say it, where the fuck do I owe you.” Qin Kaiyi smiled bitterly: “I only beg you for one thing, can you kill me? I will only beg you for one thing…”

“Shixiong.” Shen Feixiao looked perplexed: “If I kill you, you can go home?”

“…” Qin Kaiyi didn’t speak, but his facial expression gave Shen Feixiao his answer. 

“Then have you thought about me?” Shen Feixiao looked at Qin Kaiyi, who seemed to be somewhat guilty but didn’t know what to say. “Have you ever thought of how I would live in this world after having killed you?”

“…” Qin Kaiyi froze for a while.

“What will happen to me when I kill my beloved person?” Shen Feixiao’s breathing gradually became heavier, and he looked at Qin Kaiyi with grief: “Have you never thought on my behalf?” 

“But… I just want to go home,” Qin Kaiyi choked with emotion. He was wrong, he was wrong from the beginning–fuck the masked man, Shen Feixiao never needed the pity of others. If he obediently followed the plot from the beginning, he would not be reduced to the state he was in today! 

“So you can go back.” Shen Feixiao didn’t know what he himself was talking about. He loved Qin Kaiyi dearly (T/N: 心疼, lit.: his heart hurt for him; fig.: can mean to love dearly, or feel sorry/distressed for), but he also hated his heartlessness. “As long as you kill me, you can go back, isn’t that just right?”

“…” Qin Kaiyi felt his head spin, but still stutteringly refused: “No… don’t want… I can’t kill you.”

“Is it that your conscience won’t be at peace if you kill me?” Shen Feixiao clearly knew Qin Kaiyi’s thoughts, and he gave a cold and thin smile: “Shixiong, you are really cold-blooded. When you wanted me to kill you, you were so firm. Why is it that now that the choice is in your hands, you are hesitating? What are you hesitating for?” 

“… You leave ba.” Qin Kaiyi couldn’t do anything, he only wanted to retreat into his tortoise shell. He knew that he was in the wrong, and he no longer counted on Shen Feixiao to let him go. 

“…” Shen Feixiao watched Qin Kaiyi wrap himself in the bedding, and his expression dimmed. Sometimes, the more he hoped… the more he would be… disappointed.

“Then I will go first.” Shen Feixiao was silent for a while, then finally compromised. He very much wanted to hold Qin Kaiyi in his arms and forcefully pull Qin Kaiyi out of his own world, but seeing that haggard appearance, he hesitated again. 

“I’ll give shixiong another month,” Shen Feixiao whispered. He then stood up and left, leaving Qin Kaiyi alone bundled in his sheets, gritting his teeth and emitting rustling trembles–Wei He already left, and there wouldn’t be another to save him. He could only forever stay here… forever… 

——Kill Shen Feixiao and you can go, kill him… and you can go.

The mysterious voice sounded again in Qin Kaiyi’s mind. This time, Qin Kaiyi didn’t resolutely refute, but let the voice reverberate in his mind. 

“Master.” As soon as Shen Feixiao walked out of the room, he heard the eggplant’s voice. He turned to look at the eggplant and said, “What’s the matter?”

“You gave the Rain-Soaked Bell to Qin gongzi, does it really not matter?” The eggplant and Shen Feixiao had formed a contract, and it naturally understood Shen Feixiao’s physical condition: “You…” (T/N: he uses a respectful, formal “you”). 

“My affairs don’t need your consideration.” Shen Feixiao said indifferently: “Have you been very idle recently?”

“Hehe… how can that be.” The eggplant immediately awkwardly smiled. He knew that Shen Feixiao was not in a good mood, and he didn’t dare to provoke him.

“Since you’re not unoccupied, go do what you should do.” Shen Feixiao rubbed his eyes tiredly. “Don’t let me hear you say things you shouldn’t again.” 

“Yes.” The eggplant looked a bit wronged, but he did not dare to say anything.

However, after Shen Feixiao left, the eggplant showed a crafty expression. Although legend had it that there was no way to remove the Feng Shen, no one had considered… that no matter how powerful the Feng Shen was, wasn’t it just a female Gu? (T/N: 蛊 = gu = legendary poisonous insect). 

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Hey guys, sorry I’ve been MIA. I’ve been super busy with work and also lost interest in translating for a long while, honestly. When translating stopped being fun I stopped translating.

Lately I’ve been feeling the fun return so am continuing and posting. Will update these chapters here until Chapter 93 (so past the last chapter of 91, + 2 extras).

Will continue R:DSAT. Acid took down his/her translations up to Chapter 141, but you can find all these chapters saved on this aggregator site: https://readnovelfull.com/rebirth-degenerate-slave-abuses-tyrant.html#tab-chapters-title

ASV Chapter 81

Qin Kaiyi felt like he was going crazy. 

Since that day, his mental state had become quite poor. Although that voice that sounded in his mind that day did not reappear, Qin Kaiyi could hardly forget those poisonous words.

Kill Shen Feixiao, kill him… then you can go back.

What on earth should he do? The unsolvable problem before him sunk Qin Kaiyi’s mind into dangerous conditions. 

“Shixiong, won’t you eat more?” Looking at the mostly untouched food on the table, Shen Feixiao’s brow finally wrinkled: “You already haven’t eaten for a few days.”

“En.” Qin Kaiyi absent-mindedly responded, seeming to have not heard what Shen Feixiao said. 

“…Is your body uncomfortable?” It had been two months since the day when the Gu was given. Shen Feixiao saw that Qin Kaiyi gradually became more and more haggard, and he felt as if he didn’t know where to start. 

“En, have a bit of a headache.” Qin Kaiyi glanced at Shen Feixiao without expression, and then stopped talking.

“…” Shen Feixiao didn’t know how to comfort Qin Kaiyi, because he clearly understood what problem troubled Qin Kaiyi. After a moment of silence, he said, “Drink some porridge. Not eating like this, your body will collapse.”

Qin Kaiyi ignored Shen Feixiao. He felt as if his head was like a pot of boiled water. Aside from leaving this world, he didn’t have any other thoughts. 

Seeing Qin Kaiyi ignoring him, Shen Feixiao didn’t force the issue. He looked at Qin Kaiyi becoming more thin and pallid by the day, and his heart was not shaken at all–how would it be? The person whose heart softened first would be consigned to eternal damnation. 

Laying on the bed, Qin Kaiyi stared at Shen Feixiao for a long time, so long that he saw a strange illusion and blurted out: “Shen Feixiao, do you love me very much?”

“…” Shen Feixiao stilled upon hearing this, seemingly not expecting Qin Kaiyi to ask this question. He paused for two seconds and answered Qin Kaiyi’s question: “Shixiong hopes that I love you?”

“If you really love me, kill me.” Qin Kaiyi’s entire person was foolish; he didn’t realize that he was saying such universally shocking words: “Shen Feixiao, if you really love me… Just kill me.”

When Shen Feixiao heard this sentence, his expression immediately twisted. The hand he hung at his side curled into a tight fist, and his lips pursed into a line. That appearance made it seem as if he wanted to fiercely beat Qin Kaiyi up. 

But in the end he refrained and exhaled a little. Shen Feixiao smiled almost helplessly: “Shixiong, if it must be like this… I would rather not love you.”

“Oh.” After getting Shen Feixiao’s answer, Qin Kaiyi stopped talking. He buried his head in his blankets and did not want to talk to Shen Feixiao again.

Qin Kaiyi’s childish behavior and language made Shen Feixiao’s eyes dim. He had put the Rain-Soaked Bell on Qin Kaiyi’s wrist. It stood to reason that no outside influences could affect Qin Kaiyi’s thoughts…

But what was this current situation?

Of course, Shen Feixiao could never know… that there was also a mental illness in this world called depression.

It was reasonable to say that Qin Kaiyi’s incoherent, abrupt, brainless, and incomparably strange temper made it unlikely for him to have such a sophisticated illness, but unfortunately after he was done by Shen Feixiao and shut in a room… meeting with such circumstances, anyone with human feelings would end up in a terrible state. 

More’s the pity that Shen Feixiao didn’t have such excellent medical accomplishments. He looked at Qin Kaiyi’s lifeless appearance and felt uncomfortable, but he couldn’t find a solution for a while. Looking at the present state of affairs, he could guess that the only way to make Qin Kaiyi happy would be to kill him. 

“You leave ba, I want to be alone.” Qin Kaiyi’s tone was depressed, and he shrunk into the blankets.

“…” Shen Feixiao got up and left without saying anything. He knew that there was no hurry at this time. Moreover, Qin Kaiyi had to make a choice. Shen Feixiao was afraid that he would need more time. 

Hearing the sound of Shen Feixiao leaving, Qin Kaiyi’s head came out of the blankets. His white long hair spread out on the bed, coupled with his bleak expression, showed a distressing frailty. 

“…Ah, it couldn’t be that I’ll spend the rest of my life like this.” Qin Kaiyi started his daily routine of talking to himself again: “…If it goes on like this… I might as well… die.”

Those suffering from severe depression would not only be in low spirits, but would also be world weary and have suicidal tendencies. 

“… How long has it been since I last saw you, making you become like this?” A familiar voice suddenly sounded in Qin Kaiyi’s ear. Qin Kaiyi paused in a momentary daze, but felt little interest and closed his eyes–maybe it was his own auditory hallucination.

“Hey, Qin Shi, are you deaf?” The person who spoke saw Qin Kaiyi not responding, and helplessly said: “Fancy Yan Gu, that guy, specially went to find me, but you react like this?”

“Can you not speak?” Qin Kaiyi blocked his ears anxiously: “If you don’t speak, will you die?!”

“…” Someone was speechless.

“No way, I say, have you really been imprisoned into stupidity by Shen Feixiao?” The quilt that Qin Kaiyi used to cover his face was pulled off, and Wei He, who appeared in Qin Kaiyi’s room, didn’t know whether to laugh or cry: “… Then will you still leave with me?”

“Wei He?” Qin Kaiyi’s eyes suddenly lit up when he saw Wei He, but he quickly recovered his dim gaze: “What are you doing coming here? You aren’t afraid of Shen Feixiao?”

“…Ah, I’m not afraid of that. You should know that the basic skills of our Hehuan Sect are very solid.” Wei He was particularly confident in his stealth skills. “… What’s wrong with your hair?”

“…” Qin Kaiyi lifted his eyelids and glanced at his own white hair, then said lazily: “Ate too many vegetables.”

“…?” The corners of Wei He’s mouth twitched. 

“Yan Gu didn’t tell you that I’ve been given the Feng Shen?” Qin Kaiyi felt abnormally irritable when talking to people. He hit open the hand holding his quilt: “You go, I won’t follow you.”

“Why?” Wei He thought that the feeling Qin Kaiyi gave off was particularly strange: “What in the world is wrong with you?”

“I won’t leave.” Qin Kaiyi didn’t answer Wei He’s question. He felt that his chest was locked in the bite of large jaws, and he couldn’t breathe: “If I leave won’t I have to come back.”

“…Qin Shi? Are you actually?” Wei He looked at Qin Kaiyi with eyes full of confusion. 

“Leave with your fucking Qin Shi, who the fuck is called Qin Shi!!! I’m not Qin Shi!!!” It wasn’t clear what nerve Wei He had touched, but Qin Kaiyi crazily rushed up from the bed and wanted to beat Wei He. However, his power had been sealed, and Wei He easily blocked him and grabbed his two hands. 

“I’m not Qin Shi, who is Qin Shi… Who is Qin Shi… I’m not Qin Shi…” Qin Kaiyi bit Wei He’s shoulder, expression malevolent to the extreme. 

“Fine fine, good boy, you are not Qin Shi.” (T/N: translated 乖 as “good boy,” it literally means “obedient.” Generally used as a term of affection and comfort for children). Although Wei He had been bitten by Qin Kaiyi, he no longer held that skeptical attitude he had just had towards Qin Kaiyi. As he stroked Qin Kaiyi’s back trying to calm him down, he comforted him with words: “Don’t be afraid, I will take you away…”

“Shit, shit.” As if he had completely collapsed, Qin Kaiyi cried tears which slid along his cheeks and fell on Wei He’s shoulders. Qin Kaiyi opened his mouth, sobbing and crying: “What should I do… Wei He… what should I do…”

Shen Feixiao… what on earth did he do to you? Wei He looked at Qin Kaiyi’s despairing appearance, and felt discomfort in his heart. He knew that Shen Feixiao had an obsession with Qin Kaiyi, but he didn’t know how deeply this obsession had hurt Qin Kaiyi. 

“…I want to go home, I really want to go home.” Murmuring, Qin Kaiyi closed his eyes and slept, leaving Wei He alone with a suffering expression. 

“I say, it couldn’t be that Shen Feixiao really didn’t give you meat ba.” He turned and glanced at the wound on his shoulder that almost showed bone. Wei He sucked in a breath and said: “… Actually biting so viciously, I say Shen Feixiao, what on earth did you do to your shixiong?” 

“It’s none of your concern.” Shen Feixiao’s voice came from outside the door: “It seems that you are very confident in yourself?”

“Wu, just enough.” Wei He didn’t know what expression to make aside from a bitter smile. Qin Kaiyi made such obvious movements; no matter how good his stealth was he would be discovered by Shen Feixiao. 

“Then you are looking for death.” Shen Fei’s voice was incredibly cold. 

“Actually, you should thank me.” Wei He said as if it was obvious: “If it were not for me, Qin Shi wouldn’t be able to cry.”

“I should thank you?” Shen Feixiao sneered: “Thank you for helping me to comfort him?”

“No need to thank.” Wei He’s face was really thick.

“…” Shen Feixiao was speechless.

“I say, you can’t do this ah, with one look I can tell you haven’t embraced a girl.” As a flower thief, Comrade Wei He wanted to express that he hated force without skill the most: “In love, isn’t mutual consent important? I see Qin Shi’s stupid clumsy self doesn’t seem that hard to chase… How did you make trouble to this extent?”

…Because the EQ is too low? Shen Feixiao stood outside the door and didn’t speak. 

“How about this. You let me take Qin Shi away and then come to see him again after a while… I promise that he will be normal at that time.” Wei He decided to make use of the situation and logic to deal with Shen Feixiao: “What do you think?”

“Let you take him away?” Shen Feixiao’s tone was very calm.

“Yeah.” Wei He blinked.

“Dream on.” Shen Feixiao’s tone was full of derision: “Would I give shixiong to a flower thief who covets him? Only if I die!!!”

“… Kids these days are too violent.” Wei He glanced at the still fainted Qin Kaiyi, and helplessly said: “It’s not that I won’t help you… the enemy is too savage…”

Just after Wei He said this, Shen Feixiao entered through the door. His face held a twisted smile, and he said to Wei He: “What do you think? If I killed you in front of shixiong, would he be willing to exchange a few more words with me?”

“…” Wei He wanted to express that he suddenly felt very pressured. 

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ASV Chapter 80

Qin Kaiyi had considered a lot of possible endings between him and Shen Feixiao, but the only thing he never thought of happened.

His face froze. He watched Yan Gu’s mouth open and close, but he couldn’t hear what he was talking about.

“Qin Shi? Qin Shi what’s wrong with you?” Yan Gu saw that Qin Kaiyi looked as if he had lost his soul, completely unresponsive to his shouts. Yan Gu panicked for a moment: “Qin Shi?”

“It’s okay…” After Yan Gu pulled at him and fiercely shook him a few times, Qin Kaiyi finally came back to himself. Qin Kayi rubbed at his face and barely managed to give a weak smile, saying to Yan Gu: “Yan Gu, I’ll tell Shen Feixiao to let you go… you… hurry and leave ba.” 

“…” Yan Gu observed Qin Kaiyi’s abnormal state and frowned. He wanted to say something to comfort Qin Kaiyi, but found that he really had nothing to say. In fact, from the start he didn’t understand why Qin Kaiyi dealt with Shen Feixiao the way he did. 

“You leave ba.” Qin Kaiyi lay back on the bed, his expression full of exhaustion: “I want to calm down a bit by myself.”

“Okay.” Yan Gu could only reply like this at this time. He knew that it would be useless to say anything else, so he sighed and left, leaving Qin Kaiyi alone in the room. 

“… Shen Feixiao.” Qin Kaiyi gritted his teeth and squeezed three words out of his mouth, and then didn’t know what to say.

Yan Gu’s arrival was obviously arranged by Shen Feixiao. At first Qin Kaiyi was a little puzzled about what Shen Feixiao intended, but the moment when Yan Gu said the sentence, “this world is not reality to you,” Qin Kaiyi had no way to continue to deceive himself.

There was no doubt… Shen Feixiao must have grasped a bit of the situation. 

Maybe he knew his ultimate goal, maybe he knew that this world was completely imaginary to Qin Kaiyi, maybe he knew…

Qin Kaiyi didn’t know what Shen Feixiao knew. He only knew that the information that Shen Feixiao obtained from Tang Shayun was deadly, and it was extremely likely that as a result he himself had been consigned to eternal damnation. 

But it was not this problem that attracted Qin Kaiyi’s full attention at this time.

What he was wondering now was–what exactly was Shen Feixiao’s intent in giving him the Feng Shen Gu? 

“No way…” As Qin Kaiyi gradually became more and more panicked, cold sweat began to cover his forehead. He took a deep breath and climbed up from the bed.

The injury he obtained from being forced yesterday had not healed yet. Qin Kaiyi felt that his waist seemed to be broken. He sucked in breaths while holding his waist, staggering to stand up.

Feng Shen Gu… When Yan Gu told him of its effects, a strange idea arose in Qin Kaiyi’s mind–of course, this idea was closely related to his completion of the system’s tasks.

Shen Feixiao’s life and his life were linked together. Then that meant that if Shen Feixiao met with some accident and died, logically speaking, he would have caused Qin Kaiyi to die… the existence of the Feng Shen Gu certainly opened up a new path for Qin Kaiyi, who had lost hope for returning.

But this path chilled Qin Kaiyi’s heart.

Why did Shen Feixiao suddenly give him the Feng Shen? Thinking of all that had happened when the Feng Shen entered his body, Qin Kaiyi couldn’t help but whisper a few curses. When Shen Feixiao did those things to him again, his existence to Qin Kaiyi became one more terrifying than the devil, such that Qin Kaiyi could not suppress his trembling when he saw Shen Feixiao.

However, when Qin Kaiyi seriously thought about Shen Feixiao’s purpose in doing all this, he was even more terrified.

He found that… the Feng Shen Gu that Shen Feixiao put in actually returned the power to choose to Qin Kaiyi.

It was no longer an unattainable matter for him to go back. As long as he… killed Shen Feixiao… he could… go back?

Yes, as long as you kill Shen Feixiao, you can return to the previous world.

There seemed to be a voice in his mind confusing Qin Kaiyi: Your life is connected to his, if you kill him, you will die… And, that means you were killed by him, won’t you complete the task this way… right? Qin Kaiyi…

“Impossible, impossible…” Qin Kaiyi felt he was dying from the pain in his head He loudly refuted that voice that had inexplicably emerged: “This way doesn’t make sense, there must be other ways!!”

There won’t be. The voice continued its temptation: there won’t be any other ways, Shen Feixiao is so dependent on you, how could he kill you? He has nothing to lose, he will definitely never kill you… 

“I also can’t kill him ah.” Qin Kaiyi smiled but looked like he was crying: “I… I… how can I kill him?”

Why can’t you kill him? He set that Gu on you, serves him right!! Moreover, he forced himself on you, why should your heart be soft?? Qin Kaiyi, you coward, hurry and kill him. Kill him and you can go home; didn’t you work hard for so long all to go back? 

Qin Kaiyi stopped talking. He looked at the floor indifferently, as if he couldn’t find any rebuttal.

Just as that strange voice was about to continue, a person walked in through the bedroom door and interrupted Qin Kaiyi’s wild imagination. 

“Shen Feixiao.” Seeing who had entered, Qin Kaiyi couldn’t describe what he felt. He looked at Shen Feixiao and smiled bitterly, “What’s the matter?”

“I just came to look at shixiong.” Shen Feixiao pulled the chair away and sat next to Qin Kaiyi: “Shixiong’s expression doesn’t look good, is he still uncomfortable somewhere?”

“…” Don’t mention not looking good, as soon as Shen Feixiao spoke Qin Kaiyi felt like his whole body, including the gaps between his bones, began to hurt. 

“Shixiong.” Shen Feixiao looked at Qin Kaiyi’s uncomfortable appearance and smiled: “If uncomfortable, why don’t you go and lay down on the bed?”

“En.” Qin Kaiyi responded vaguely. Instead of lying down accordingly, he sat at the side of the bed, silently opposing Shen Feixiao.

“Shixiong, do you dislike me very much?” The atmosphere in front of him was so awkward. Shen Feixiao spoke a few frank words, and these few words terrified Qin Kaiyi to no small degree. 

“You… why do you say that?” Not knowing if it was because of guilt forming from his recent thoughts, Qin Kaiyi felt cold sweat falling drop by drop from his forehead down his cheeks. Looking at Shen Feixiao now, he felt that the other was terrifying. 

“I know shixiong’s answer.” Shen Feixiao saw Qin Kaiyi looking as if he had seen a ghost, and smiled self-deprecatingly: “But I don’t care… Shixiong, from childhood to adulthood, I have never had the opportunity to have the things I want. So once I have it, I definitely will never let go.” 

“En, en,” Qin Kaiyi responded vaguely. He really wasn’t in the mood to speak with Shen Feixiao about these matters. 

“…” Shen Feixiao saw that Qin Kaiyi was preoccupied, and a look of clear understanding flashed through his gaze. 

“Since shixiong is still uncomfortable, I’ll go first.” Shen Feixiao knew that he couldn’t push Qin Kaiyi too far. He got up and approached Qin Kaiyi, and then caressed his somewhat thin and still trembling shoulders. He lightly said: “I’ll come to see shixiong tomorrow.”

“Okay.” This was exactly what Qin Kaiyi wanted; he was currently in a state of chaos. 

Shen Feixiao didn’t linger. After finishing speaking he turned and left, as if he really didn’t care about Qin Kaiyi’s strange reaction.

But when Shen Feixiao took his first step out of the room, with one foot still inside, Qin Kaiyi couldn’t bear it–he held his head and curled up. 

“Stop talking you, you stop talking…” There was a sobbing tone in his voice. Qin Kaiyi seemed as if he had been pushed to desperate straits, trapped in a besieged city. He softly shouted: “I can’t kill Shen Feixiao… I can’t kill Shen Feixiao… I can’t… kill Shen Feixiao. “

Why not? He won’t hurt you… you just trick him, and then pierce his heart while he is not paying attention… Qin Kaiyi, you have already killed someone, are you still afraid of one more?

“I can’t kill him.” Qin Kaiyi’s voice became weaker and weaker. He bit his lip and guarded his last line of defense: “I can’t kill him… except for this method… anything else is fine… anything is fine… “

There is no other way, you can only do this, didn’t you always want to go back? Think about your family, think about your friends… You have already come to this point, do you want to lose everything for the sake of this minor detail? Hurry and kill him… hurry…

“Fuck, who the fuck is going to kill him, you go yourself, don’t talk in my head, shut up, shut up… shut up!!!” Qin Kaiyi screamed painfully, and then instantly lost consciousness.

Shortly after he fainted, the closed wooden door opened again. Shen Feixiao, who had originally already left, appeared again in Qin Kaiyi’s residence.

He held a blue scarf in his hand. After walking to the bed and gazing at Qin Kaiyi for a moment, he tied the scarf on Qin Kaiyi’s wrist.

“Shixiong.” Touching Qin Kaiyi’s sickly pale face with his hand, Shen Feixiao’s tone held an indescribable sorrow: “I won’t push you, so can you also not push me?”

——Let me kill you with my own hands? It would be better to cut out my heart directly and crush my soul. Such pain may be easier to bear.

“I don’t know what on earth home means…” He lowered his head and pressed gentle and cool kisses on Qin Kaiyi’s forehead, one after the other. Shen Feixiao tidied Qin Kaiyi’s messy clothes: “I only know that Shen Feixiao would go insane without Qin Shi.”

——I want to see the smiling face you had when you spoke to Liu Ling’er; it was so warm, as if you could forgive everything and help people weather all hurts. What did I ever owe you? If you hate me, then kill me; if you love me, then cherish me. But why do you play the part of the only warmth in my life, and also give me the bitter cold of despair… you can be so considerate towards a fire spirit, but why have you never been so for me?

Covering Qin Kaiyi with a thin blanket, Shen Feixiao stroked Qin Kaiyi’s lips with a smile hanging off the corners of his own: “If you heartlessly come to take my life… then come.”

——If you can’t harden your heart, then stay with me for life.

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R:DSAT Chapter 186: The Future

Luo Wei curled up on the bed. Twangs of pain thrashed at his lower abdomen, as if even his intestines had been injured. Luo Wei was quite familiar with this kind of hurt, but experiencing it again today, he had to expend all his strength to bear it. This also rendered Luo Wei uninterested in meticulously thinking about Wei Lan’s abnormal behavior. He had always trusted Wei Lan. He only reasoned that Wei Lan must be worried about his sickly self entering Northern Yan, and had been angered by his unwillingness to listen to persuasion. He didn’t think any further. Heat rose in his lower abdomen, and Luo Wei turned on his side. Wei Lan sat on the edge of the bed and placed a warmer on his underbelly. 

“Warm it up and it will be a bit more comfortable,” Wei Lan said, his eyes suffused with red. 

“You cried?” Luo Wei asked.

“No,” Wei Lan denied. “When I burnt the charcoal, the ashes went in my eyes.” 

Luo Wei wanted to say more, but only lightly hummed and curled up again. 

Wei Lan adjusted his strength to massage Luo Wei. He felt Luo Wei unfold his body beneath his hands and only then became a bit more at ease. He didn’t tell Luo Wei the truth because the truth was difficult to speak of. Everyone said that the Qi Lin Shadow Guards were filthy things. It wasn’t as if every person under the heavens could be wrong, they truly were dirty. But it was just that Wei Lan did not want Luo Wei to also see him like that. In the Qi Lin Mountain Villa, the scene of their encounter was not Wei Lan’s most unbearable moment. His truly undesirable, unbearable appearance showed itself when he craved the Qi Lin secret substance. Wei Lan hoped Luo Wei would never see that. 

In today’s morning court, Emperor Xing Wu decided to send troops to Northern Yan. 

Luo Wei gave Sun Li the letter he personally wrote. Without prior consultation, he happened to hold the same view as Long Xuan–he also sent six shadow guards from the Xiao Yi Apothecary to monitor Sun Li on his way back to Northern Yan, all in the name of protection. 

Sun Li had just stepped out when Emperor Xing Wu announced his decree for Luo Wei to enter the palace, and thus he stepped back into the Luo residence.

“Can the young master still walk?” Wei Lan asked. He was muddleheaded, and even thought about killing himself.

(T/N: 浑浑噩噩–húnhún’è’è–can mean muddleheaded nowadays. In older texts it means being simple, solemn, and honest.)

“I can walk.” Luo Wei supported himself by holding onto Wei Lan’s shoulder. His two legs felt soft, and as he walked he felt as if his feet were stepping on cotton. His lower half still ached.

“I’ll carry you out.” Wei Lan felt a twinge of guilt again, as well as loving distress. 

“You can’t today,” Luo Wei declined. If Emperor Xing Wu knew that he did not even have the strength to walk out of his door, how could he go to Northern Yan?

“It’s all my fault.” After they sat in the carriage, Wei Lan spoke up again.

“Lan,” Luo Wei lay on his side on the soft cushion in the carriage. He tugged Wei Lan’s hand over. “Give me some more time, and wait until I finish everything that needs to be done. We’ll leave and go to Xuan Zhou, and never come back.” 

Wei Lan nodded. If he still had his life, in order to stay by this person’s side he would follow him anywhere. 

“So don’t worry about me. I won’t let anything happen to me, and Lan must do the same. Xuan Zhou is Lan’s hometown. If that place is good, it would be fine for us to spend our last years there.”

Wei Lan barely mustered a smile. “Young master is someone who will receive the position of Prime Minister, how can he spend his last years with me in Xuan Zhou?”

“Who told you this?” Luo Wei turned over and lay on Wei Lan’s lap. “Family, this country, the lands under heaven, how could I have a heart big enough to pack all of these in?”

“Then what does the young master want to do in the future?” Wei Lan rubbed Luo Wei’s belly for him as he asked.

“Live with Lan behind closed doors,” Luo Wei replied simply. “Just us two. Right, Lan, would you want a child?” Speaking of the future, Luo Wei suddenly asked another question. 

“Don’t want,” Wei Lan said. “I have the young master; this one person is enough for me.” 

“Good, then it’s just us two,” Luo Wei continued. “We’ll find a place in Xuan Zhou and live there.” 

Agony bubbled in Wei Lan’s heart. “Xuan Zhou isn’t a good place. It’s a border town. The scenery also isn’t beautiful. Other than deserts, there’s more deserts.”

“Then is it peaceful?” Luo Wei asked.

“I don’t remember. I only remember that there aren’t many roads out of that place.”

“Then isn’t it a lonely town?” 

“Just about,” Wei Lan affirmed. “Would the young master still want to go to such a place?”

“Let’s go,” Luo Wei answered. “That place is Lan’s hometown. In any case I want to take a look. Isn’t Lan’s mother also interred there? Let’s burn the older miss some paper money, this is something that should be done.” 

“Okay.” Wei Lan hung his head low. “When the young master finishes all his tasks, let’s go to Xuan Zhou.” 

Luo Wei pillowed himself on Wei Lan’s thighs and closed his eyes. 

“Sleep first, young master,” Wei Lan murmured. “I’ll call for you when we reach the palace gates.”

Luo Wei hummed and didn’t speak anymore. Before long, he fell asleep.

“Qi Zi,” Wei Lan lifted the window curtains and called.

“Big bro Wei.” Qi Zi, who had been leading the way in front, ran over.

“The young master fell asleep. You should go slower,” Wei Lan whispered.

Qi Zi agreed and ran to the front again. That request was too easy.

Wei Lan held Luo Wei, brushing away the stray hairs at Luo Wei’s temples. His gaze did not leave that peacefully sleeping person for a second, and he tightened his embrace. How good it would be if this carriage was taking them to Xuan Zhou, Wei Lan thought in his heart.

No matter how slowly Luo Wei’s carriage moved, it would eventually arrive at the imperial palace gates.

Luo Wei exited the carriage. The eunuchs who carried his palanquin saw him, saluted and greeted him, then said, “Young master, His Majesty said that the young master requires someone to wait upon him. He specially permitted Imperial Bodyguard Wei to enter the palace.” 

Luo Wei spoke his thanks for the emperor, then turned to Wei Lan and smiled. “Then Lan, come into the palace with me.” 

Wei Lan followed beside Luo Wei’s palanquin and entered the imperial palace. This was Wei Lan’s second time inside the vast interior of the imperial palace, a place that was once too high to reach. When he actually saw it, Wei Lan did not think that this place was a paradise on earth. Staying at Luo Wei’s side with light steps, Wei Lan did not spare any sideways glances. Amid gold and jade in glorious splendor, no matter how beautiful the scenery, Wei Lan could not see it. Only Luo Wei entered his eyes.

When Luo Wei neared the Hall of Eternal Light, his appearance while walking made the imperial father and son within the hall stare. 

“What’s the matter with you?” Emperor Xing Wu asked after he watched Zhao Fu support Luo Wei to his seat.

Luo Wei carelessly replied, “This humble servant didn’t sleep well yesterday, and twisted his waist.” 

“How old are you, that you can twist your waist?” Emperor Xing Wu opened his mouth to scold. Seeing Luo Wei beginning to kneel to ask forgiveness, he had to swallow the rest of his words back. He eased his tone, “Wei Er, I have decided to send troops to Northern Yan.” 

Luo Wei forced himself up. “Your Highness is wise.” 

“I am just worried about you.” Emperor Xing Wu had Luo Wei sit, then continued, “Entering Sima Qingsha’s army, when all is said and done, how certain are you that you can escape unscathed?” 

Luo Wei only smiled and said, “This humble servant will do his best to preserve himself. Your Majesty, please don’t worry about this humble servant.” 

Yesterday night, Emperor Xing Wu sat below Luo Zhi Jin’s portrait, spiritless and at a loss. In the end, the country was most important. He understood that Luo Wei could lose his life in Northern Yan, but he still decided to let Luo Wei take this risk. 

Long Xuan accompanied Luo Wei at Emperor Xing Wu’s side. He looked again at the map of Northern Yan spread out on the floor. The great battle they had discussed would soon come to fruition. Long Xuan was a bit inattentive. He had already thought through what he should have, and did not need to think anymore. He only coldly observed Emperor Xing Wu speaking in warm, soft tones to Luo Wei, imparting a thousand warnings and ten thousand counsels. Long Xuan only found it funny. Who cares how dearly he loved him? At the end of the day, weren’t these rivers and mountains left behind by their ancestors the most important? 

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Or so LX thinks, yet last life he boohooed like a baby and died after LW was gone. Lmao, cuck

R:DSAT Chapter 185: Are You Angry With Me?

In a flurry of limbs, Wei Lan threw the pill back into its box and answered, “I’m here, wait a moment young master.” He stuffed the wooden box beneath his pillow. 

Luo Wei waited for Wei Lan to open the door and then entered his room. He shrunk into himself. “You didn’t put a furnace in this room or light a lamp. What were you doing in this room?” He asked Wei Lan. 

Wei Lan only then remembered that his room was cold, and hurriedly replied, “I’ll send you back to your room.” 

The two of them returned to Luo Wei’s bedroom, and in that short period Luo had already sneezed many times. 

“Why don’t I call Imperial Physician Wei over to take a look?” Wei Lan rubbed Luo Wei’s hands within his own and asked, “Have you already caught a chill?” 

Luo Wei sat on his bed, which had already been made. The heater had been placed in the quilts already, too. “I saw you weren’t there, so I went to see if you had fallen asleep in your own room.” 

“Did you take a bath?” Wei Lan pet Luo Wei’s hair. It was still a bit wet. 

“En. If I still didn’t wash I’d really get stinky.”

“Quickly lie down.” Wei Lan’s anxiety rose. This person ran over to his place in this state, what would he do if he caught a cold again? 

“My hair hasn’t dried.” Luo Wei sat in the quilts but refused to lie down. 

Wei Lan took a dry cloth towel and wiped Luo Wei’s hair for him. 

“Is there really nothing wrong with you today?” Luo Wei turned his head and asked Wei Lan. 

“Nothing’s wrong,” Wei Lan’s hand passed through the sheets of Luo Wei’s hair. A person who had been sick for so long could not have the black sheen of healthy hair. Though Luo Wei’s hair was still a deep black, it had lost some luster. Even half-wet, it was a bit rough to the touch. “Can young master’s body really withstand going to Northern Yan?” Wei Lan couldn’t help asking Luo Wei again, “What to do if you get sick again?” 

“I will take care of myself for you.” Luo Wei smiled lightly and embraced Wei Lan. “Are you really all right? Why did you stay by yourself in your room? Are you worried about something?” 

“I was thinking about the journey to Northern Yan,” Wei Lan lied. 

“You’re worried I’ll get sick again there?” 

“Yes, what would happen if you got sick again?”

“Then let’s bring Imperial Physician Wei.” Luo Wei’s head was buried in Wei Lan’s arms, and he couldn’t see Wei Lan’s absent-minded gaze. “Then can you stop worrying?” 

Wei Lan only tightened his embrace. “As long as young master is fine then that’s good, Wei Lan doesn’t want anything else.” 

“You don’t want to see Black Frost City’s return?”

“I want that. As long as it’s something the young master sets out to do, it must go smoothly.” 

“Don’t only think about me every day,” Luo Wei got up into a half-kneeling position, looking at Wei Lan as he said, “Lan, if something happened to you, I would be anxious to death.” 

“Nothing will happen to me,” Wei Lan reassured. 

“If you see Long Xuan in the future, avoid him. Don’t pay him any mind. Compared to him, Luo Ting Chao is a gentleman. Promise me, don’t provoke him.” 

“Okay.” 

“If he provokes you, you cannot meet with him alone.” 

“Okay.” 

“Did nothing else happen today, truly?” 

“Nothing happened.” 

“So obedient?” Luo Wei’s beautiful eyes curved into crescent moons. “Actually Lan, you also don’t need to worry about my health. I’m much better now. There’s a lot I can do now.” 

Wei Lan replied distractedly, “Imperial Physician Wei also said you could go to Northern Yan?” 

“Do I have to ask Imperial Physician Wei for permission to do what I need to?” Luo Wei placed a kiss on Wei Lan’s lips. 

The sound of the night watch’s gongs came from outside. It was already past 3 a.m.

Hearing the sounds of gongs, Wei Lan stilled. 

Luo Wei exhaled. Tonight Wei Lan was like howling winds and torrential rain, sweeping him away with him and almost suffocating him. “Lan, I, wu,” Luo Wei wanted to speak, but before he could Wei Lan kissed his words back. 

(T/N: howling winds and torrential rain refers to difficult, dangerous situations). 

Wei Lan didn’t know what was wrong with him. He obtained pleasure from Luo Wei’s body, but still thought of those pills. Since he was a child, he thirsted for those pills above all else. Every day, to earn one pill, he could unhesitatingly kill close friends who had grown up with him. He could lie under another’s body like a plaything. He could do anything, commit murder and arson, anything as long as when night fell, he could eat that one pill and forget it all. He originally thought that after leaving the Qi Lin Mountain Villa with Luo Wei at his side, he would not think about his past again. In front of Long Xuan, he looked at those pills as they emitted their pine fragrance, and he realized that he had been deceiving himself and others for a long time now. He still longed for these small Qi Lin secret medicines, and cherished those short fluttering spurts of nirvana. Even as he made love with Luo Wei in this moment, though Luo Wei’s body was exquisitely beautiful, it still couldn’t give him that feeling. 

When daylight stained the window paper white, Luo Wei struggled beneath Wei Lan’s body. 

Wei Lan absent-mindedly lowered his head to look at Luo Wei, but did not stop. 

“Hurts,” Luo Wei shouted lowly, “Lan, it hurts.” 

Hurts? Wei Lan heard Luo Wei call out in pain and seemed to wake up from a dream, but he couldn’t control his body. He left his traces inside Luo Wei. 

“Hurts.” Luo Wei shoved at Wei Lan. This night was no different from torture to him. It was as if Wei Lan had been possessed by demons, transformed from his past tenderness. Luo Wei could bear it at first, but finally he couldn’t hold back his cries of pain. Thankfully Wei Lan seemed to have been awoken by his shouts, and he stopped. 

“Young master?” Wei Lan stretched out a hand to touch, and blood met his fingers. At once his mind finally woke up. “What-what happened to you? I’ll call Imperial Physician Wei over!” Wei Lan began to get out of bed.

“Don’t,” Luo Wei gasped, his forehead covered with beads of sweat, “There’s treatments in the room. Go to the bath house and have them heat water. I want to bathe.” 

Wei Lan stood there foolishly. The candle light illuminated all the purple marks on Luo Wei’s body. Wei Lan did not dare to believe that these were all his doing.

“Wei Lan!” Luo Wei even shouted his surname out along with his first name. 

Luo Wei’s courtyard had a pond specially used for bathing, but he hadn’t used it since he fell ill. This early morning, Luo Wei suddenly wished to use it. The servants in the courtyard all bustled around, and finally upon hearing the steward’s report, even Luo Zhi Qiu rushed over just to see Luo Wei. 

“It’s nothing.” Luo Wei lay on the bed, his face flushed. “I woke up from my sleep sweaty all over.”

Luo Zhi Qiu stayed in Luo Wei’s bedroom and also found it hot. “Is it from the heat?”

Wei Lan added potpourri to the incense burner at the side. His complexion was pale, as if his spirit had left his body unguarded.

(T/N: “spirit had left his body unguarded” = idiom meaning he was inattentive or frightened out of his mind). 

Luo Zhi Qiu asked another question, “Why did you think of burning incense?” 

“I’m sick of smelling medicine in the room,” Luo Wei said as he glanced at Wei Lan. 

This room wasn’t ventilated. The scent of their lovemaking wouldn’t disperse, so they could only use incense.

“When you bathe, open the windows and let the breeze in and it will be fine.” Luo Zhi Qiu pulled at his collar. Standing in this room for too long, he almost couldn’t bear it. The heat was fine, but more importantly there was an unspeakably strange odor that dizzied Luo Zhi Qiu to smell it. 

After Luo Zhi Qiu left, Wei Lan stood beside Luo Wei’s bed. He didn’t know what to say, or perhaps he should just kneel and beg forgiveness. He bit at his lips. 

Luo Wei saw this as he lay on the bed, and swiped at Wei Lan’s hand. “Don’t bite. If you keep biting it’ll split.”

“Young master.” 

“Forget it, I know you don’t want me to go to Northern Yan.” Luo Wei thought for a morning and believed that he had guessed the reason for Wei Lan’s loss of control last night. “Are you angry with me?” 

R:DSAT Chapter 184: Reminder

Luo Wei spent a long time writing his letter to Sima Qingsha. He was afraid that he would miswrite a word or use the wrong turn of phrase, so that Sima Qingsha could see that something was wrong and all their plans would go down the drain.

When Wei Lan returned, the lamps had already been lit in the study. He pushed the door in and saw Luo Wei bent over his desk writing. 

“You’re back.” Luo Wei heard the door open and raised his head to look at Wei Lan. He let slip a smile, “Why did you take so long? Did Imperial Physician Lin’s family have a lot to say to you?” 

Wei Lan walked to the front of the desk. “They are very grateful to the young master, and said they want to return to their hometown next year.” 

“No other requests?” 

“They want to know where Imperial Physician Lin has been buried. 

Luo Wei put down the pen in his hand. He lied to Imperial Physician Lin’s family, saying that Imperial Physician Lin had offended a master in the palace. He told them not to publicly disclose this, otherwise they would also be in the line of fire. With this he suppressed the Lin family’s plans to enter the imperial hospital to make noise. Asking him for the corpse? Luo Wei did not even know how Long Xuan killed Imperial Physician Lin, where could he go to find the accomplished doctor’s body? 

Wei Lan said, “I told them that the young master has done his best.”

“I didn’t try my best.” Luo Wei rubbed his eyes. “Have you eaten Lan? If you haven’t eaten, go and eat, Xiao Xiao left you a meal.”

“Young master, I saw the Second Highness on the street and followed him all the way, discovering that he is in contact with Northern Yan people.”

Luo Wei looked up at Wei Lan. After running outside for half a day, this man’s lips were so dry that they had cracked. He reached out and poured a cup of hot jujube tea for Wei Lan to drink, saying, “Xie Yu has spoken to me about this. That should be the person sent by Sima Zhuxie to look for the Second Highness, just like Sima Qingsha sent Sun Li to look for me. You don’t need to be nervous, it’s okay.”

“That’s good as long as there’s no problem,” Wei Lan said and then sat, taking a sip of the jujube tea Luo Wei had poured for him. Luo Wei’s appetite had always been poor. Imperial Physician Wei said that green tea hurt the stomach, so Luo Wei could now only drink this jujube-steeped water. 

Luo Wei called for Xiao Xiao to bring Wei Lan’s supper to his study for Wei Lan to eat. He looked at the meal Xiao Xiao laid out on the table. There were two meat dishes and two vegetarian ones, and, to Luo Wei’s satisfaction, all of them were to Wei Lan’s taste. Once Wei Lan took a bite of rice, Luo Wei finally turned his attention back to writing his letter. 

Wei Lan ate his meal without tasting it. He couldn’t even distinguish what dishes entered his mouth as he ate.

Luo Wei again balled up a half-written letter, throwing it into the charcoal furnace at his feet. Wanting to see whether Wei Lan had finished eating, he raised his head, only to find that the normally speedy eater was counting the rice grains in his bowl. “What’s wrong? Is the meal not tasty today?” Luo Wei asked.

“No, no,” Wei Lan heard Luo Wei speak, and as if waking from a dream, he sent another bite of rice into his mouth. 

Luo Wei was afraid that Wei Lan was obfuscating, and used a soup spoon to scoop some rice and beef into his mouth to taste. He then said, “The taste isn’t bad, you don’t have an appetite today?”

“Young master,” Wei Lan set down his bowl and chopsticks, “you still have to be careful of Villa Master Luo.” 

Luo Wei’s expression turned apprehensive. “Why are you saying this now? Did Luo Ting Chao find you?”

“No,” Wei Lan denied. “I only think that the young master cannot completely trust this person, and should take some precautions.” 

Luo Wei pushed away his pens, ink, and paper, asking Wei Lan, “Today you only went to Imperial Physician Lin’s place, then bumped into the Second Highness and followed him. Nothing else?” 

“Nothing else.” Wei Lan straightforwardly shook his head.

“Lan, you’ve been at my side for so long, and only thought to remind me to guard against Luo Ting Chao today? Tell me the truth, what happened?” 

“I have always thought things through slowly,” Wei Lan mumbled. “Luo Ting Chao isn’t some good person, I just saw that the young master wanted to use him so I didn’t want to say anything bad about him.” 

“Then why did you want to say this today?” Luo Wei asked, unsure what was going on with Wei Lan. He began to regret sending Wei Lan out today by himself. If Wei Lan encountered something on the way, if he didn’t disclose that then Luo Wei had no one to ask. 

“The young master asked him to kill Ning Shu Ying, why does he have no news even today?” Wei Lan finally found words to deceive Luo Wei with. 

“Is Ning Shu Ying that easy to kill?” Luo Wei saw Wei Lan eating in large bites, his face no longer as heavy with worries as just before, and wondered if he himself had been oversensitive. “You’re suspicious of him only over this?”

“I can’t concretely say anything, but young master should still be careful of this man. He’s a fickle villain without any trustworthiness to speak of,” Wei Lan mentioned Luo Ting Chao without a shred of mercy. Long Xuan said that secret medicine wasn’t related to Luo Ting Chao, but Wei Lan could not fully take that man at his word. As long as it was possible for Luo Ting Chao to betray, Wei Lan would remind Luo Wei to be careful. He would not let this villain bite the hand that fed. 

“All right,” Luo Wei said. “I’ll investigate Luo Ting Chao. Lan, this person did not hurt you lightly. If you feel that you don’t want him to live on, I can…” 

“Young master,” Wei Lan interjected, “So long as he is loyal to the young master, there is no hatred or desire for revenge between him and Wei Lan. I also do not want his life.” 

“All right, all right,” Luo Wei replied. “Lan has his martial arts. If he wants to take vengeance he can do so himself, and doesn’t need me, isn’t that right?” 

Luo Wei brought up his martial arts, and Wei Lan panicked again. He lowered his head and pretended to drink soup, saying, “Young master, remember to send someone to investigate Luo Ting Chao.” 

“En, I’ll take note.” Luo Wei reground his ink as he joked with Wei Lan, “Lan, why do you think this letter is so hard to write? I have written it all afternoon and still haven’t finished. It seems I still need to practice my ability to trick people.” 

Wei Lan couldn’t help with this. He lowered his head to eat.

Not long after, Xie Yu came to find Luo Wei. Seeing Wei Lan, he said, “Lan is here too? Eating at this hour?” 

“I’ve finished.” Wei Lan picked up his bowl and chopsticks to send to the kitchen so that Xie Yu and Luo Wei could have their chat. 

“You still haven’t written it?” Xie Yu glanced at the blank white paper before Luo Wei. “This has to be sent tomorrow, you’re preparing to stay up all night?” 

Luo Wei nursed a headache, replying, “I always feel like it’s not quite right.” 

Xie Yu offered, “Then write it out and I’ll see where it’s not right.” 

Though Xie Yu and Luo Wei both discussed this letter to write it, they revised and revised again until midnight before finishing. 

Wei Lan sat in his own room. Having essentially accompanied Luo Wei in the capital constantly, he seldom used this room. He placed the small wooden box Long Xuan had given him in front of him. Those who had not eaten this substance would not know how comfortable it felt once it entered the stomach. Even amidst mountains of daggers and seas of flames, one would feel up in the clouds. Wei Lan opened the box and took one pill in hand. As he looked at it, a thirst howled within him. The taste of being in seventh heaven, sampling it just once more would be good too. 

“Lan?” The pill was about to be crushed to dust in Wei Lan’s hand, when Luo Wei’s voice rung out from outside the door. “Are you inside?” 

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Work has gotten terribly busy, and my terrible new laptop has a double-spacing bug now. The will to update this website has waned greatly as a result :’

To make up for it, here’s 3 new chapter updates