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Chapter 23 Late Night Call (2)
Nie Wushuang was stunned, after a while, she answered: “I understand. I'll be right there.”
She quickly lit the oil lamp, looked at the mirror before combing her hair. She considered and chose a dark purple dress. This time as a servant, she naturally combed her hair in two double buns (29) and decorated them with jiluolan (30) flower, her face was like jade but pale and haggard, when she finished, the clothes on her body added her a look of more mysterious and n.o.bility.
She looked into the mirror, smiled bitterly. Dared not to delay any longer, hurried to Xiao Fengqing's residence, “Han Ming" pavilion. (31)
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Three days, she had been living in Xiao Fengqing's other side courtyard. She now even found a place to settled down, but she had nightmares every night. Xiao Fengqing did not treat her good or bad, like she was just an ordinary servant. In the past three days, this was the first time he had called her after their conversation in the carriage.
She arrived at Han Ming pavilion, only a short while she walked, Nie Wushuang was sweated. She was still weak after her miscarriage but dare not speak with others. She could only tolerate it.
After wiping a cold sweat, she quietly went into the centre of the warm room (32), which was fumed by a light bitter scent of duruo (33). She opened the bead curtain and was shocked.
Seeing Xiao Fengqing, only wore an inner cloth, had fallen asleep on a couch. The hairpin was undone and his hair was dropped all over the ground. His long black hair like ink poured down on the snow-white fox fur. His face was red from drinking.
“Your Highness?” Nie Wushuang approached and whispered.
Xiao Fengqing remained motionless and seemed to have fallen asleep. Nie Wushuang picked up his hairpin and tidied his boots up, sit on the stool beside his bed and stared at him blankly.
Three days, as if she was still in a dream, seemed to wake up from a nightmare at any moment, after waking up, everything was still the same.
She was still in a position of Prime minister's furen that envied by everyone, still have the prosperity and n.o.bility of Nie's family, a father that loved her dearly, elder brothers that take good care of her, and lived an extravagant life, carefree without worried.
But… She looked at the scars that were scarlet and dazzling as if an imprint on her palms. That was the day she pinched her nails into her palms to make herself stop from crying.
These marks remind everything that had happened…
“You came…” A warm breath brus.h.i.+ng on her face, Nie Wushuang suddenly raised her head, looked up at his deep amber eyes.
“You cried?” He faintly said, his fingertips wiped the tears on her face, a droplets stains his finger: “I have been very curious, you had never cried in these three days, I thought, who actually died on the execution ground, were not your father and brothers.”
“What is your Lord wants to instruct me?” Nie Wushuang interrupted him stiffly, kneeling on the ground and waiting for orders.
Xiao Fengqing looked at her, suddenly laughed, “You don't even do filial piety for your father and brothers, and yet still meticulously dressed up so beautiful. Are you trying to seduce your Lord?”
He spoke slightly licentious. Nie Wushuang was stiff all over. After a while, she looked up, smiled slightly. Her face was as beautiful as tanhua (34) blooming at night. Such an astounding beauty: “Does Your Highness easily seduced by Wushuang?”
Xiao Fengqing looked at her smile for a long time, suddenly sighed: “Forget it, come with me tomorrow night, we are going to meet someone.”
He looked into her eyes and said, “I want you to help me stealing something.”
(29) 双鬟髻 (shuāng huán jì)
(30) 紫罗兰 (zǐluólán) h.o.a.ry stock
(31) 翰明轩 (hàn míng xuān) Hanming means Brilliant Writing, Xuan means Pavilion with a view
(32) 暖室 (nuǎn shì) A side room that settles a fireplace or Chinese stove bed for warm the main room.
(33) 杜若 (dùruò) Pollia j.a.ponica
(34) 昙花 (Tánhuā) Epiphyllum
