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@jingweibotTweets quotes from #JWQS by Qing Jun Mo Xiao (Please Don’t Laugh). Translations by @meltsmelts. Made with @GimmickBots
Qi Yan leaned on Ding You as she asked weakly: “Can a woman have a child with a woman?”
Overwhelmed by this burden, there were many times where I snuck towards the Ganquan Palace. I missed her… I wanted to see her. I wanted her to hold me, to give me the strength to defeat the past.
The throne must be passed on to our son, but if they’re not a son…” Nangong Jingnu originally wanted to say ‘if the first baby isn’t a boy, there will eventually be a boy’. But she was a lady after all; her face was thin. She truly couldn’t say such ‘shameless’ words.
She pulled up the blanket to cover herself, then the sound of miserable sobs leaked out clearly. Qi Yan’s leaving without saying goodbye had pierced through all of Nangong Jingnu’s pride and perseverance.
Qi Yan’s feelings turned complicated again: she had thought that she could cast her distracting thoughts away to face her openly after adjusting for the past few days, but after meeting her, she found that she could not achieve a right and proper ‘calm’ as long as she saw her.
Nangong Jingnu did not dare to face Qi Yan or Agula. She did not know what she should say, or how she should face… Her. How could someone who she had loved for many years be a woman?
The sound for midnight rang very soon, but Nangong Jingnu had only read half of the books. Qi Yan had sharp insight and penetrative criticism; there was not a single useless sentence throughout the work. Each word cut straight to the point.
It’s the first time for the both of them to hug each other so closely. Feeling Nangong Jingnu’s delicate curve against her chest, a trace of a peculiar feeling filled Qi Yan’s heart. After the pain, a numbing feeling came from the place where her shoulder was bitten…
As Nangong Jingnu felt Qi Yan’s care and protectiveness, her mind suddenly flashed with some… images. Her face reddened. Nangong Jingnu’s throat felt tight as she answered weakly: “Mm?” Qi Yan: “This subject would like to ride horses.”
Xiao-Die was usually averse to all men other than Qi Yan, but she was full of curiosity towards Nangong Shunu who was dressed in men’s clothes. She had an expression as if she wanted to approach but was somewhat nervous to.
“The few of you have worked hard, eat a little something before filling the grave.” Less than ten minutes later, all of the guards bled from their orifices, dying instantly. Qi Yan kicked their corpses down the deep pit, then she picked up the iron shovel to bury them herself.
She thought that: after ten years of tempering, her heart should have already become as tough as steel. Not a trace of her conscience should remain. Until she met this girl in her arms, who was a year older than Xiao-Die. Her heart was pricked again and again…
Whenever Qi Yan made a knowing smile, she would always have her breath taken away. Paired with those curious eyes, it was impossible to look away. She knew that it wasn't very good to think this way, but sometimes, Qi Yan was really more beautiful than women.
“Qiyan Nomin?” The sobbing stopped abruptly. It turned frighteningly quiet. Tears blurred Qi Yan’s vision as she kneeled completely on the ground. She wrapped her right hand into a fist to press it harshly on the middle of her chest, as if it would make her heart hurt less.
After several failed attempts, Nangong Jingnu pleaded with a trembling voice: “Don’t mess around anymore, alright? I… I won’t ask why you drugged me anymore, you… could you not make up a story just because you’re upset?”
Tears blurred her vision. Qi Yan held the hair pin close to her chest. As she kneeled on a pile of solid gold that was coveted by countless people, she started to cry sorrowfully. Helplessly.
In this position, added with Nangong Jingnu’s weight, Qi Yan would be heavily injured. But she still hugged the person in her arms tightly without any hesitation… Your Highness, this subject will definitely protect you safely to the very end.
Your Highness, how great would it be if you were not born in the Nangong family? If so, perhaps we could truly become friends. It’s just a shame that your surname is Nangong…
Qi Yan said coldly: “What does the world in chaos have to do with me?” Jiya stared blankly at Qi Yan. She suddenly understood: this person has never thought about leaving this alive… Understanding this, Jiya started to feel respect.
The Princess and Fuma’s deep love became a favorite tale, and Nangong Jingnu had also built up some good impressions among the common folks of the capital city.
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