Is the Gentleman Feeling Alright? – Chapter 37


Flowers bloomed on the crosspaths between fields1, the poplar and willow foliage thicken like smoke2. Spring was approaching, and with it the time for the seasonal hunt neared.

The Grand Secretary Su Shiyu had always handled matters stably and reliably, taking the past few days to handle the various matters suitably, after which he compiled a memorial and entered the palace to present it for the emperor’s perusal.

Li Yanzhen took a rough glance over it and nodded, “This is fine, We can always be assured with how Beloved Subject Su conducts matters.” He put the memorial to one side, “Beloved Subject seems to still have something to say?”

“Yes,” Su Shiyu knelt down, “May His Majesty temporarily grant military authority3 over the Southern border’s troops to this subject.”

Li Yanzhen said bewilderedly, “Authority over the Southern border troops?”

“Indeed. This subject was informed by someone a few days ago, and after a few days of investigation I discovered that although the Huainan King’s case has been resolved, but there are many points of suspicion that remain. Even if there isn’t a conspiracy within it, I’m afraid when the time comes he definitely won’t come quietly either4. The King of Huainan has countless skilled troops in his employ, and the soldiers in the imperial retinue cannot be compared to them5 after all. If [I] have the aid of the Southern border’s armed troops6, there will be the means to deal with even unforeseen changes should they suddenly occur.” Su Shiyu elaborated, “Once this subject returns to court he will surely have the military authority timely returned, there will definitely not be any attempts to delay.”

Li Yanzhen laughed, “Why explain yourself, We will not suspect you of having ulterior motives. However,” He paused, and let out a sigh, “Beloved Subject should also know, the Military Seal is not in Our hands. Even if We were to give you our word now, whether or not Beloved Subject Chu will give it to you, remains to be seen.”

“Your Majesty need not worry about that, this subject will personally make a trip over to Grand Marshall Chu’s side. Surely he won’t defy an Imperial edict; if this can be an opportunity to take back the Military Seal (into the Emperor’s possession), then that would be the best outcome.”

Li Yanzhen nodded in agreement, but soon after looked like troubles had arisen to the forefront of his mind, “Speaking of Beloved Subject Su, you’ll be away from court for many days, if he were to take this chance to act out, what ever should [we] do?”

“That is exactly what this subject intends.” The colour of Su Shiyu’s pupils slightly sharpened.

“……What does Beloved Subject intend?”

(T/N: It’s sad that this doesn’t translate very well, but what LYZ says here is basically “no, what do you mean, that’s what you intend” lol)

Su Shiyu lowered his eyes, and said in an unhurried manner, “Exactly as what Your Majesty has said, during this subject’s absence, Grand Marshall Chu will naturally have fewer concerns, and we can also take this as a chance to clearly see what exactly he’s plotting. If something major occurs, [I] can rush back within a day if riding a horse whip and spur7.”

“……Testing [him]?” Li Yanzhen pondered it deeply for a moment, and then nodded in agreement, “Let it be as Beloved Subject says.”

Within the study, Chu Mingyun reclined against the chair lazily. When Su Shiyu had explained his purpose for coming, he then nodded, and said absently, “This8 matter is matter is of grave importance, naturally I need to comply. I’ll write a letter of instruction right away, Master Su just needs to go pass it to the head of the troops over on that side.”

“Master Chu, since antiquity, the rules have always required a protectorate general to act only after seeing the Military Seal.” Su Shiyu reminded him.

“Of course I know that,” Chu Mingyun laid out the letter paper, “It’s just that to prevent any breaches in security, the Military Seal isn’t placed here in my residence. Yet Master Su’s itinerary is already set, I’m afraid going to retrieve it would delay [you] a good few days. A letter will work just as well, no need to worry.” He said it so casually, and suddenly lifted his eyes to look at Su Shiyu, lips lifting in a quick sliver of a smile, “Besides, that military seal is all hard and cold, how can it compare to a letter written personally by me. Who knows, seeing it daily might even let Master Su think of me more.”

The intent to refuse was already made apparent; Su Shiyu was long prepared for this and didn’t insist, but after hearing that last phrase, he smiled a bit helplessly, “Even without the letter, I’m afraid it will be difficult not to think of Master Chu.”

“Woh—?” Chu Mingyun was in the midst of handing over the letter; upon hearing those words he used the momentum to grasp Su Shiyu’s hand, his smile growing deeper, and lowering his tone he said: “In that case, then Master Su may as well not return to his residence tonight, how about you stay over and keep me company?”

Su Shiyu pulled back his hand and withdrew a step, smiling faintly and avoiding his gaze as he said: “Master Chu is so busy with his duties, how could I possibly impose.”

Chu Mingyun retracted his hand as if bored, and said suddenly, “Right, on this trip to Huainan I’m afraid Master Su won’t be able to return for at least half a month, since you are intent on going in person, I’m certain the varied matters at court have all been arranged suitably?”

“The numerous matters at court are muddled and hard to fathom, what is there to speak of arrangements beforehand.” Su Shiyu glanced at him, “But since there is Master Chu here, what is there for me to worry about?”

Chu Mingyun’s pupils narrowed a slightly, understanding it clearly in his mind, and soon laughed, “Master Su has already said this much, seems like I can’t but perform a little better ah.

Su Shiyu didn’t respond, he studied the letter in his hand, and suddenly spoke up to ask: “The discipline amongst armies subordinate to Master Chu has always been held to the strictest standards, then if there is a letter and the Military seal present at the same time, I wonder which one the commander will obey?”

Chu Mingyun propped his cheek in his hand, staring at him before slowly smiling as he said: “Both the letter and Military Seal would come from my hand, so the orders wouldn’t contradict anyway, why distinguish on this?”

Su Shiyu lifted his pupils to meet his eyes, smiling faintly, “Nothing much, just asking idly after a random thought is all.”

Outside it had begun at some unknown point to drizzle with rain, twilight filling out in all directions9. The breeze brought along with it a slight chill, yet the warmth of Chu Mingyun’s palm faintly lingered on his fingers. Su Shiyu inhaled a deep breath of air to suppress the palpitations that had arisen in his heart.

He turned around and glanced at the Grand Marshall Residence door inscription shrouded in the rainy mist, and again took out the sealed letter in his sleeve, sighing lowly, “It seems…..the Southern border troops have already changed its surname to Chu.”

In the beginning of March, the Grand Secretary set out on behalf of the Heaven’s Mandate (the Emperor), and patrolled the vassal territories on inspection in fulfilment of the emperor’s order.

It was a fine and clear sunny day, the spring clouds gathering round. Li Yanzhen brought the entire court of ministers both civil and martial to escort the envoy procession out of Chang’an city. With flags and banners raised in the air in an imposing display of insignia10, the sounds of drums rose to the skies, and gradually descended.

Offering wine was poured out on the ground in libation11, stirring up a slow drift of fine sand. The fragrance of wine was strong and sweet-smelling; accompanied by the singing of arias.

Su Shiyu bent forward and knelt right in the center, listening to Li Yanzhen finish reading the verses of the ceremonial rite, and receiving the Seal with both hands. Only then did he stand up again and bow respectfully.

Once the ceremony was over, Li Yanzhen studied the person in front of him for a moment, and spoke up to urge him again: “On this journey, [We] hope that Beloved Subject will take extra care.”

“Many thanks to Your Majesty for the concern.” Su Shiyu replied.

Seeing him stand up, the carriage procession behind him began making preparations to set off. Su Shiyu bade Li Yanzhen farewell, turning around to walk towards the carriage. As he brushed shoulders with Chu Mingyun while passing by him, he could not help taking another glance, and was caught off-guard by the other’s gaze meeting his directly, those eyes as deep as the ocean.

“Master Su,” Chu Mingyun suddenly reached out his hand and pulled him to a stop, and said in a tone which emotions could not be determined from, “Don’t die on me out there ah.”

His voice was bland, nearly without any undulation in pitch. Only a few officials behind him could vaguely hear it, and instantly their expressions became interesting12 and varied.

Su Shiyu was also stunned for a bit, and could not guess at his intentions, thinking of how he was uncharacteristically sombre and silent today while staring into the distance as they went outside the city, and laughed casually, “Master Chu can rest assured, [I] definitely won’t.”

Su Shiyu’s arm was slender like the rest of him. He subconsciously gripped it a little tighter, steadily gazing into those eyes filled with humor; and could not help but slowly hook up the corners of his lips, leaning up close to whisper lowly right in Su Shiyu’s ear, “Then Master Su should remember to return sooner, lest my longing becomes lovesickness13.”

Su Shiyu’s posture abruptly slipped, and turned his head around to look. The two pairs of eyes met they were only a few inches apart, and the usually reserved and discreet Grand Secretary suddenly could not spare the presence of mind that this was in under the scrutiny of the public eye; he could only hear his heart beat like a thundering drum, and in an extremely rare display he didn’t move away at all, only lowering his eyes and laughing lightly:

“Alright.” He responded warmly, his voice like the chiming of jade and the blooming of flowers14.


T/N: TITLE DROP BLURB DROP BLURB DROP! Susu has fallen hard this is not a drill!
Hi, I’m really sorry for leaving you all hanging. I’ve been doing more stuff for the a Danmei reading server on discord lately! Come say hi and discuss novels with us. You’ll get updates on translations for novels and audio dramas I guess.
Part of the reason I’ve been away is that I wanted to confirm what the status of JYJF is with 如似我闻 (the author), and she said that she’s fine with me continuing to have an English translation available free. She doesn’t have plans for the time being to have an official translation yet. So this novel is not being dropped. My friend helped me to message her since my Weibo got locked:

However, I may lock the site if I ever find people distributing offline copies / posting on aggregator sites. In that case, I’ll probably share the password for 1-2 weeks before locking the site.


1.陌上花开 – ‘Mo’ are the little paths on the ground in between fields. [Return]


2.杨柳堆烟 – Both these plants have thin branches and leaves, so they thicken gradually. [Return]


3.兵权 – basically having control over troops, the right to command their commander. This authority is usually granted with a specially made seal (sometimes called ‘虎符’, tiger seal’) that is owned by the court and the Emperor unless it is handed to a prominent general or martial official during wartime. Since they only referred to this seal as ‘兵符’, I’ll just use the generic term ‘Military Seal’. [Return]


4.束手就擒 – literally; caught just with the outreach of one’s hand. In this context, the King of Huainan won’t be so easily caught because he won’t surrender without a fight. [Return]


5.相提并论 – comparable; literally ‘to be mentioned in the same discussion’. [Return]


6.兵甲 – this term translates more accurately to armaments since it refers to weaponry and armour and whatnot, but I think in the context that Susu is referring to that would be kind of strange. [Return]


7.快马加鞭 – literally, ‘on quickened horse with extra whipping (spurring). [Return]


8.兹 – very formal term for ‘this’ [Return]


9.薄暮四合 – literally ‘thin dusk’ in the ‘four cardinal directions’, i.e. all over. [Return]


10.仪仗威严 – You should have seen this in Chapter 28. [Return]


11.祭酒傾杯于地 [Return]


12.精彩 – as in they probably looked shocked/scandalised/stupefied. [Return]


13. 思想成疾 – Yes, this is the same ‘lovesickness’ as in the blurb! [Return]


14. 落玉繁花 – the first two characters may be a reference from《琵琶行》, a Tang Dynasty series of poems, and the second two refer to feelings overtaking the heart, either of joy or, well, passion. [Return]

R:DSAT Chapter 221: A Lifetime in Brocade Comfort

Translated by Uhei and edited by Cyrrene.

Luo Wei dismounted his horse at quite a distance from Emperor Xingwu and his officials, and walked quickly over to where the emperor was standing. After seeing his second brother Luo Ze standing behind Emperor Xingwu, and knowing that Luo Ze was taking up his post as the Escorting General—this meant that Luo Ze’s leg injury had completely healed, it was only then that Luo Wei’s spirits really lifted, the smile on his face becoming more obvious.

The crowd looked toward Luo Wei.

Luo Wei wasn’t clad in armour1, wearing only a deep-blue riding suit. The dark coloured robes only made Luo Wei’s skin seem all the more snow-pale, the riding suit accentuated Luo Wei’s youthful figure, and added some heroic spirit. Luo Wei had long been given a reputation for being sickly, yet after people saw this Luo Wei that had returned from the battlefield, they realised; this generation of the Luo family truly all had the character of those in the army. Even the youngest Luo Wei also had the valiant bearing of a hero2; you couldn’t see the air of a bookworm that enveloped Luo Zhiqiu’s person.

“This humble subject Luo Wei greets His Majesty, may my Emperor long live, live to ten thousand years3.” Luo Wei kneeled in front of Emperor Xingwu, executing a grand salute.

Emperor Xingwu received Luo Wei’s salute, and walked up to him, personally pulling up Luo Wei from his kneel, saying: “Wei’er, were you injured at all on this trip?”

Luo Wei laughed: “Replying to Your Majesty, this humble subject wasn’t ever risking my life fighting on the battlefield, and wasn’t injured.”

“Then is your body still alright?” Emperor Xingwu asked again.

“This humble subject is fine,” Luo Wei said: “This humble subject thanks His Majesty for his concern.”

Emperor Xingwu liked the Luo Wei in front of him the more he looked at him; this was the son he had with Luo Zhijin ah, “You’ve grown taller,” Emperor Xingwu said to Luo Wei, gratified: “Like an adult now!”

Luo Wei also knew how to ply Emperor Xingwu’s favour; hearing Emperor Xingwu say that, he said with some disgruntlement: “Your Majesty, this humble subject was already an adult.”

“This child!” Emperor Xingwu fell for this shtick of Luo Wei’s after all, laughing uproariously. Then, pulling Luo Wei to his side, he first pointed at Luo Zhiqiu and then to Luo Ze before saying: “Your father and brother are here, let them speak, are you a child or an adult?”

Luo Zhiqiu laughed, shaking his head.

Luo Ze had always been a carefree character, and poked fun as well saying: “Yunqi still isn’t married, he can’t be considered an adult.”

Once Luo Ze said that, everyone at the scene laughed.

Long Xuan opened his mouth and said: “Who knows what type of lady Yunqi likes, how about Imperial Father pick one out for him.”

Emperor Xingwu said: “Long Xuan, you’ve said this well. Wei’er, what kind of lady do you like? Tell us, We will let your aunt find her for you.”

Luo Wei glanced at Long Xuan seemingly inadvertently, and then smiled at Emperor Xingwu saying: “Your Majesty, this humble subject has yet to think of this matter. The grand matter of marriage, this humble subject dares not make his own call. This humble subject also believes in affinity, let it all depend on fate.”

“Affinity,” Emperor Xingwu nodded saying: “Wei’er, you’ve said this well, ten years cultivates into sharing the same boat, and a hundred years cultivates into sleeping with shared pillows; the tie between husband and wife is affinity ah. Long Xuan, Long Xing,” Emperor Xingwu then turned to his second and third son, saying: “You are about to be married soon, so you also need to cherish affinity.”

“Subject son listens carefully to Imperial Father’s teachings,” Long Xuan and Long Xing quickly replied.

“Luo Wei, listen and receive your reward.” Emperor Xingwu suddenly turned to Luo Wei again and said.

Luo Wei didn’t expect that Emperor Xingwu would confer his reward outside the western city wall of the capital (Shangdu), and he looked at Luo Zhiqiu, hoping to see a hint of what might be wrong from his father.

“Luo Wei,” Emperor Xingwu said: “Didn’t you hear what We said?”

“This humble subject listens and receives,” Luo Wei didn’t have time to think more deeply on it, and quickly fell into a kneel.

Emperor Xingwu stepped a few paces away from Luo Wei, and said in a heavy voice: “The return of Black Frost City has been the wish of many generations of my Greater Zhou’s rulers, and the earnest hope of its tens of thousands of subjects and civilians. Now having been fulfilled this day, such a glorious feat, is worthy of the celebration of all under heaven. The Senior Chancellor’s Third Son Luo Wei, has been gifted with intellect from young, apprenticed under the Son of Heaven, has outstanding literary talent, and is sharp-witted and capable, with a noble personality. As the one with the greatest merit in the return of Black Frost City, this child can be considered to be returning in brocade to his hometown10, conferred the noble title of Marquis, and will be named the Brocade Marquis.”

For a long while after Emperor Xingwu’s words sounded, the entire west gate of the capital was completely silent, and one could hear a pin drop.

Luo Wei remained on the ground, stunned.

The crowd of officials were also shocked into stillness.

Luo Wei indeed achieved a great merit, but noble titles were offered in the order of Baron, Viscount, Count, Marquis, Duke5; a young man without any other prior accomplishments to his name is being conferred the title of Marquis right off the bat? Isn’t this kind of conferment a little too much?

“Wei’er,” Seeing Luo Wei kneeling there in a daze, Emperor Xingwu said: “What are you doing still spacing out? Still not accepting the edict?”

“Your Majesty,” Luo Wei deliberated for half the day (figuratively) before replying: “What merit or ability does this humble subject have to be conferred the title of Marquis? The return of Black Frost City is not this humble subject’s merit alone, this humble subject does not dare accept such a reward.”

When Luo Zhiqiu heard Emperor Xingwu was conferring Luo Wei the title of Brocade Marquis, in his mind it was like something exploded, emanating waves of pain. Brocade Marquis, was this really addressing how Luo Wei was returning to his hometown in glory, or was he talking about his little sister Luo Zhijin? At this present day, Luo Zhijin’s rosy face had already turned to bleached bones, yet this emperor still kept her fondly in his memory; was this a boon or a bane for Luo Wei? “Your Majesty,” Luo Zhiqiu again kneeled to Emperor Xingwu and said, “My little son Luo Wei still isn’t ready to take on large responsibilities, if you want this child to become a talent, there is yet the proof of time, this subject also humbly requests that Your Majesty takes back this edict.”

“Senior Chancellor need not be overly humble,” Emperor Xingwu had already proclaimed this conferment in front of the masses, how could he take it back? Luo Wei was his blood-related son; it was already suffering him an injustice to have him live in the Senior Chancellor’s residence, let alone being conferred Marquis title, even if it were the title of Prince, Emperor Xingwu was also willing.

“Your Majesty,” Luo Wei said from where he knelt on the ground: “This humble subject is a scholar, this humble subject is still thinking of entering the imperial examinations next year, how about waiting until this humble subject has accomplished merit in the exams, before he enters court.”

“Why are you saying this?” Emperor Xingwu said: “You’re born of the Chancellor’s household, do you still need to enter the imperial examinations with such a background? We know what you’re capable of, and don’t need you to write another embellished essay. The accomplishments in this world are all awarded by Us, and now that We are giving you an accomplished title, you should just receive it. Wei’er, We are conferring you the Brocade Marquis, because we wish a lifetime in comfort and luxury, you understand Our intentions?”

A lifetime of comfort and luxury? A quake ran through the crowd’s hearts, this was wishing Luo Wei a lifetime in honour and luxury ah. The Senior Chancellor Luo Zhiqiu was only conferred the title of Marquis only three years after he took office, and only six years later was he promoted to Duke. While his two older brothers were still only Counts, this Luo Wei was already a Marquis, it seemed this son’s honour and standing was going to outstrip that of his father and brothers’.

“Your Majesty,” Grandmaster Fu Yi walked over among the convoy of monks, walking straight in front of Emperor Xingwu, bringing both palms together, bending forward and reciting a buddhist mantra.

“It must have been tough for the Grand Priest to make this journey,” Emperor Xingwu said.

“The ones who have it tough are those in the army,” Grandmaster Fu Yi said: “It is not considered a hardship for us ascetics.”

Emperor Xingwu sighed: “There have been countless soldiers from many generations of my Greater Zhou that have died on the battlefield of Black Frost City, and now these loyal souls are finally able to return to their soil of their homeland, this is a great merit of the Grand Priest’s ah.”

Grandmaster Fu Yi looked towards Luo Wei, and said: “This is also a merit6 of the Brocade Marquis, this humble monk congratulates Young Master on being conferred the title of Marquis.”

“Wei’er,” Emperor Xingwu said: “Did you hear what the Grand Priest said?”

“Luo Wei accepts the decree, thanking His Majesty for the generous reward,” Luo Wei kowtowed to express thanks for the imperial favour.

Luo Zhiqiu and Luo Ze also kneeled, as Luo Wei’s father and brothers, they also needed to thank Emperor Xingwu for the imperial favour. That Luo Wei was conferred a Marquis title, was a glorious thing for the entire Youyan Luo Clan.

No matter what opinion the people in the crowd privately held, at this time they all had to say a word of congratulation to the little Marquis Luo.

What Luo Wei desired in this life has never been glory and honour7. Being conferred as the Brocade Marquis, [didn’t even bring] the slightest bit of joy to Luo Wei’s heart, and only carried a smile on his face, returning the officials’ greetings one-by-one.

Long Yu also wanted to go up and express his congratulations. Thinking that it would also be good to bring his group of brothers along, he looked at Long Xuan who was right next to him. With this glance he then realised, Long Xuan had pinned his gaze to Luo Wei, with a complicated light in his eyes. It actually made Long Yu uncertain as to whether this person (Long Xuan) was happy or furious at this moment.


1. 顶盔贯甲 – chengyu meaning that they’re wearing helmet and armour [Return]


2. 英姿飒爽 – chengyu; describing someone as bold and brave [Return]


3.吾皇万岁万岁万万岁; that thing you see them yelling as they kowtow to the emperor in costume dramas. [Return]


4.衣锦还乡 – meaning, to return to one’s hometown accomplished and in glory. [Return]


5.公侯伯子男 – the six nobility titles in the Zhou Dynasty. [Return]


6.功德 – this is a merit in the sense of Buddhist karma. [Return]


7.功名利禄 – refers to the three types of rewards you can get; titles, money, bonuses in the form of salt etc. [Return]

R:DSAT Chapter 219: A Page Finished Reading

Translated by Uhei and edited by Cyrrene.

“What are you doing here?” Luo Wei asked in Long Xuan’s direction, unconsciously trying to protect Wei Lan by placing him behind himself, but when he reached out his hand, Wei Lan had already moved in front of him.

“Your flute playing’s not bad.” Long Xuan said.

Using the scant moonlight, Luo Wei saw what seemed to be a smile, “I daren’t accept your praise,” But Luo Wei wasn’t in the mood to joke with Long Xuan: “I was just casually blowing a tune for Wei Lan to hear. Now it’s already late in the night, why is HisYour Highness still in the streets?”

“Aren’t you in the streets too?” Long Xuan said: “And you even have the mood to play the shepherd’s flute.”

“It’s late,” Luo Wei, “Your Highness should return early to rest, I am also going back now.”

“This Yunguan Pass isn’t as safe as your brother said that lost items are not picked up and where people can leave their doors unlocked at night,” Long Xuan saw Luo Wei was leaving, and said: “One of my guards has gone missing, do you know about this?”

“This city has a lot of soldiers on night patrol,” Luo Wei said: “All along the way here I didn’t see any suspicious people. Whether this guard of Your Highness’s has been harmed by others or has run away by himself, Your Highness should check thoroughly. The crime of improper governance, Your Highness had best not casually press onto my eldest brother’s name.”

Long Xuan moved to the side to give them leeway.

“This lowly subject bids their leave,” Luo Wei joined his hands in a greeting and then immediately hopped onto horseback and crossed from Long Xuan’s side, intentionally separating Wei Lan from Long Xuan, not giving the two of them a chance to speak.

Long Xuan watched Luo Wei and Wei Lan walk into the distance, and then looked at the ground. The shepherd’s flute that Luo Wei had just been holding was already thrown to the roadside by him. Long Xuan dismounted his horse, and bent at the hip to pick up that shepherd flute made of blue-green bamboo.

“Your Highness,” The personal guard ran up to Long Xuan’s rear, and yelled a greeting to Long Xuan as he dismounted to kneel on the ground. “Has the person been found?” Long Xuan asked.

“Replying to Your Highness, we subordinates have turned over that entire courtyard, but we haven’t found the person.”

“So it’s like that ah.”

The guard said: “We subordinates discovered a prison cell built underground, with blood stains that haven’t been dry for long, but we didn’t find the prisoner.”

“How did that family’s head explain it?”

“They said it was a servant within the residence that did something wrong, and they’d just finished discipling him.”

“Did you see the servant that had been tortured?”

“Saw him, there is such a servant. When this subordinate went in to see him, there was a physician attending to his wounds.”

“I’ve got it,” Long Xuan said: “Go back, you no longer need to keep watching this family anymore.”

“Yes,” The guard stood up, and asked Long Xuan: “Should this subordinate first escort Your Highness back?”

“Is your martial skill above mine?”

“This subordinate bids leave,” The guard hastily left. Staying there any longer, he feared that he would be another person being given capital punishment tonight.

Long Xuan fiddled with the shepherd flute in his hand, “…played the flute really pleasing to the ear,” Long Xuan mumbled to himself facing the flute: “Just that if it wasn’t played for that shadow guard to hear, then it would be even better.” Tonight he was already thinking of turning in, but after Fu Yun stirred up that racket, he lost all trace of sleepiness, and came out for a casual stroll. Unexpectedly, he‘d heard the sound of the flute drifting from the distance, and when Long Xuan followed the sound of the flute seeking its source he then saw Luo Wei playing the flute for Wei Lan to hear. At this time of the night the cold moonlight only has its reflection in water for company, but these two were all smiles, carefree and worry-less. This was too piercing a sight for his eyes, even that jaunty, uplifting sound of the flute took on a different note in Long Xuan’s ears.

Long Xuan mounted the horse to return to his temporary residence, a shepherd flute lay ditched on the road behind him, broken in two.

On the second day at daybreak, Luo Qi immediately asked Luo Wei as soon as he rose.

“Lan came to leave word already,” Ye Xiu said as she assisted Luo Qi in putting on his robes: “Little Uncle, he wants to sleep a little longer today.”

“Then he’s not even eating breakfast?” Luo Qi said.

Ye Xiu said: “Lan will serve him to eat, there’s no need for you as an older brother to worry about something like this.”

Luo Qi thought of something then, and said to Ye Xiu: “Xiao Wei truly treats Lan with more sincere kinship than others.”

“Lan is the person who serves him closely, wouldn’t he treat him as sincerely as kin compared to most others?” Ye Xiu clasped buttons for Luo Qi, “I’ve long said Lan is a steady person, only with him at Little Uncle’s side, that puts people at ease.”

“I can’t make heads or tails with you,” Luo Qi said.

The wet nurse carried the pair’s little son and walked in.

Baobao1 has woken up ah,” Ye Xiu no longer bothered with Luo Qi, and walked over to pick up her son from the wet nurse’s arms and hold him.

“Why’s he crying?” Luo Qi heard his son crying something fierce, and asked the wet nurse, putting the doubts he had about Wei Lan’s relationship with Wei Lan aside for the time being.

Luo Wei slept all the way until the sky was dark, rose to comb and wash, then came to see Luo Qi. Entering the room he first prodded his little nephew sleeping on the bed, and asked Luo Qi: “Big brother, what is this little nephew of mine called ah?”

“Dad picked it for him already,” Luo Qi said. “Didn’t I tell you about this?”

Luo Wei really couldn’t remember Luo Qi saying this to him, “I don’t know ah, what kind of name did Dad pick for him?”

“I I didn’t say?” Luo Qi asked Ye Xiu.

“Something between you brothers, how would I know?” Ye Xiu gave these two brothers an eyeroll each.

“Then take it that I didn’t commit it to memory,” Luo Wei said: “What sort of name did Dad pick for Baobao ah?”

“Dad said he arrived on this world when we were at Black Frost City,” Luo Qi said: “So Dad picked the word ‘Shuang2’ for him.”

“Luo Shuang?” Luo Wei tried reading this name aloud once.

“What do you think of this name?” Luo Qi asked Luo Wei.

But anything to do with snow, Luo Wei didn’t like, so he returned a question to Luo Qi: “Does Big brother like this name?”

“It’s not bad ah,” Luo Qi said: “As long as Dad’s happy with it, a name is just a mark someone calls, I’m not too picky about it.”

“Luo Shuang is just a little girly,” Ye Xiu spoke up at this time: “It seems like this name can also be used for a little girl.”

“Is that so?” Luo Qi asked Luo Wei.

 Luo Wei said: “Black Frost City (乌霜城), rather than calling him Luo Wu (罗乌), why not call him Luo Shuang (罗霜),” He pinched the fat little child’s cheek, and asked him: “Shuang’er, wouldn’t you say so?”

“Then let him be called Luo Shuang,” Luo Qi said: “Dad has already picked this name out, there’s no use in us talking more about it,; Luo Shuang then Luo Shuang it’ll be.”

“Big brother, I’ll be leaving early tomorrow morning,” Luo Wei pulled a face at little Luo Shuang, and only when he saw Luo Shuang laugh, did he look up and talk to Luo Qi.

“Returning to the capital?” Luo Qi asked, even Ye Xiu paused in the needlework she was currently busying her hands with, looking towards Luo Wei.

En, I can’t get used to living here at Big brother’s, it’s too cold,” Luo Wei found an excuse.

The Luo Qi husband and wife pair looked at Luo Wei, they’d already put on their spring clothing, while Luo Wei was still dressed from head to toe in winter wear. “Just because of that?” Luo Qi said: “It’s not because there’s still something in the capital you need to attend to, is there?”

“There’s a lot of matters going on in the capital ah, his Third Highness is going to take an official wife, and it’s better to settle Zizhou’s marriage with Fu Wei earlier.”

“Big Uncle can really recognise Zizhou as a son-in-law?” Luo Qi asked. Ning Fei hadn’t talked about this, but the personal troop that followed Ning Fei already told all of this to Luo Qi.

Luo Wei smiled and didn’t answer, what ability did that old master of the Fu family have to stop something he wanted done? And it was even Fu Wei who liked Ning Fei, Luo Wei didn’t think this was something difficult at all.

“Then that’s fine,” Luo Qi wanted to keep Luo Wei with him, but also knew that the weather at Yunguan was cold, Luo Wei wouldn’t be able to take it here. So he didn’t dare to make Luo Wei stay here longer, and said: “Today brother will send you off with a wine banquet, let’s have a good meal together.”

“Alright,” Luo Wei smiled saying: “Big brother should also quickly settle things here, and bring back Sister-in-law and Shuang’er to the capital so you can all see Dad and Mom.”

When Long Xuan received news that Luo Wei was going to return to the capital first thing in the morning tomorrow, he simply told Fu Yun to go pack up the luggage.

“What do you even call this?” Fu Yun complained: “Him that third young master just says he’ll leave, and Your Highness has to follow him to leave, doesn’t he know to discuss with Your Highness first?”

Long Xuan waved his hand to make Fu Yun leave. Luo Wei was in a hurry to return to the capital, and he also was in a hurry to return to the capital; they both had many things to do still. The return of Black Frost City to their territory, to the country, was a very big matter, but to he and Luo Wei, it was just like a page they’d finished reading, and after flipping it, there was no need to look at it again.

At this time, Luo Wei sat together with his eldest brother Luo Qi, eating the home-cooked dishes Ye Xiu made personally. Long Xuan leaned against the window with his eyes closed listening to the music played by a few entertainers in the courtyard, thinking back to the sound of Luo Wei’s flute playing under the moon last night. Both of these two people still didn’t know, what was about to happen when they returned to the capital.


T/N: Sorry for the delayed update. Happy Chinese New Year!


1.宝宝 – cutesy nickname meaning ‘treasure’.


2. 霜 – ‘Frost’

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