Night Time Translations

  When he woke up again, the morning light had started to dawn. Wei Loan pretended to faint last night. The king was keen and perceptive. If he continued to act, there would be slip ups, so he might as well faint and end the conversation. He was carried back by the king. The two of them slept on one bed, but they slept in two futons. Wei Lian was at first cautious and alert, but it was true that he had a fever. Because of his fatigue, he eventually fell into a deep sleep. He woke to see the king's face right in front of him. .....To be truthful, to see this right in the early morning is pretty frightening. The King of Qin was born truly handsome. His features were flawless, and his eyelashes were each separate and long. He had a high nose bridge, and his lips were light and thin, right to the good point. Wei Lian stared for a while, and Ji Yue opened his eyes, revealing a good looking pair of eyes. His husky voice contained the pitch of a person who just woke up, his slightly uptur

  Different from the small wooden tub in Green Bamboo Court, A king's bathing place had a customized location at Tang Quan Court. In there was a large spring. The sides were made of white jade and a dragon head faucet spit out water. Underneath his feet was geothermal heating that was burning warm and cosy. Wei Lian took off his clothes, and put them on a screen partition. He treaded barefoot as he stepped on the jade stairs, and slowly dipped into the water. His black hair floated on the water, and his moist skin turned red from the heat.  Water droplets followed the path of his delicate collarbone and graceful spine, and streamed down into the water. The youth scooped up a spoonful of water, and poured it down on his own body. The dense mist shrouded his tired yet exquisite eyes. His eyes that reflected in the water were deep and introverted. He abruptly smiled, and he immediately looked pure and captivating, like a water fairy that sucked people's souls. Wei Lian didn't

  Inside Yang Xin Court, the furnishings were intricately placed, and every piece was worth a fortune. Inside the room, the ground dragon (ancient geothermal heating) was vigorously burning, and the entire room's temperature felt like spring. In comparison, the Green Bamboo Court Wei Lian had been living in was rather desolate and unsightly. The palace attendants parted the bead curtain. Ji Yue carried him into his bedroom, lifted the tent curtain, and put him down on the dragon bed. Once Wei Lian touched the soft bed, he didn't want to get up because it was so comfortable. He wanted to roll on the bed so badly. What kind of godly life had the King of Qin been living? The small wooden post bed in Green Bamboo Court was hard and uncomfortable. Wei Lian had trouble just trying to turn over. His mouth didn't say anything, but his heart had been resenting it for a long time. Wei Lian felt his head was a bit heavy and dizzy; it was probably a cold. He did stay in the snow for to