Chapter 9.2

“Then I promise you.”Xie Zichen raised his eyes to look at her, and said calmly, “If you don’t marry a wife, I won’t marry a wife. And I won’t let anyone get close, neither men nor women.”

In any case, even when there was no Wei Lan in his previous life, he continued to live in this manner.

Those noble daughters from aristocratic families, all the good ones looked down on him, a Shu son, and he looked down on the rest. After finally getting through and becoming an official, He’d been so preoccupied that he’d completely forgotten about it.

In fact, when it comes to relationships, he has always been very particular. Rather than give in and put up with someone, he would prefer to remain alone for the rest of his life.

So, if not for the hidden meaning, which he found rather humiliating, what Wei Lan said to him wouldn’t upset him in any case.

He repeated, “Including you, don’t get close to me at will,” after giving it some more thought.

“Yes.” Wei Lan nodded. In fact, she was not in such a hurry.She had to wait atleast till she recovers her identity…. And the situations stabilised a bit more, right?

She didn’t want the jade cabbage she raised to be arched by pigs. [1]

After saying this, the two of them seemed to have nothing to say. Wei Lan looked at the handsome young man who was squatting on the wall, and couldn’t help but softly say,””You come down first,squatting on the wall like that will tire you out.”

Xie Zichen gave it a thought and felt that he needed to ask Wei Lan more about Xie JIe. Afterall, a mere verbal promise from her wasn’t sufficient to assure him. So he turned over and jumped off the wall.

Wei Lan subconsciously reached out to pick it up, but the black-clothed boy landed very precisely and calmly on the ground, clearly a practitioner.

Wei Lan couldn’t help but smile, but didn’t feel embarrassed, withdrew his outstretched hands, and praised, “Fourth Master Xie’s kung fu is stunning.”

Xie Zichen did not respond to her compliment and asked directly,”What did you and Xie Jie agree upon?”

“It’s not easy for you to come here; why are you discussing such depressing topics?”Wei Lan sighed and led Xie Zichen to the side of the stone table.

Xie Zichen remembered that he still had to deal with her “hypocrisy”, so he didn’t reject, and after sitting down frankly, he watched the person in front of him lift the wine pot that was gurgling on the table, and heard the other party say,”Lan notices that the moonlight is particularly beautiful tonight and decides to play the flute to soothe the beautiful scenery. I thought I was going to enjoy the moon alone, but I didn’t expect the fourth son Xie to show up, which surprised Lan.”

Saying that, she poured a cup of wine and pushed it to Xie Zichen, gently saying,”This is the sweet-scented osmanthus wine I brewed last year, Fourth Young Master Xie might as well try it.”

Xie Zichen nodded, raised his glass and took a sip.

His movements are extremely standardised, as if every move has been carefully trained for a long time, old-fashioned and standard, unlike Wei Lan’s self-made style, but also exceptionally good-looking due to the standard.

The more Wei Lan watched the beauty drink wine, the happier she became, so she said, “I’ll play the flute for the fourth son of Xie to hear. It won’t be too late to talk about Xie Jie after you and I are done enjoying the elegant mix of Wine and Music.

Xie ZIechen nodded, what else could he do when he was the one requesting favors.

Wei Lan let out a low laugh and a brisk tune rang out.

She is proficient ia all six arts [2], especially the flute. Even though Xie Zichen had no good feelings for her, he couldn’t help but admire from the bottom of his heart that this person’s skill at playing the flute was indeed the best.

t was originally a simple ditty, and it was sung by men in Chu State when they were courting women, but it was also played by her in an extraordinary mood. The anxiety and joyful mood and gestures of men when courting women seem to be vivid in their minds.

Blowing and blowing, Wei Lan changed to a soothing tune again, Xie Zichen quietly sipped his wine, feeling quiet in his heart, his dislike just now faded a lot, as if he had stepped on a flat boat with the low voice, standing on The bow of the boat as it moves slowly between the water waves.

His figure was reflected on the surface of the river, and the moonlight shone on the surface of the river. He broke through these shadows without delay, and his heart was clear.

Xie Zichen hadn’t felt so relaxed for a long time, so Xie Zichen couldn’t help drinking a few more glasses. After Wei Lan finished playing, she looked at Xie Zichen with a pair of clear eyes and looked at her quietly.

confusion in the depths of his clear eyes. Wei Lan could not help but smile slightly, and lowered her head.

Her breath spewed on his face, carrying a slight fragrance of orchids, and her hair was blown in the wind, brushing against his neck, slightly itchy.

She raised her hand to part his hair, with a calm smile on her beautiful face.

“Fourth Young Master,” she spoke in a low voice, her voice mixed in the night, asserting, “You’re drunk.”

For a brief moment, Xie Zichen felt as if he were truly, somewhat drunk.

Rites (禮)

Music (樂)

Archery (射)

Chariotry or Equestrianism (御)

Calligraphy (書)

Mathematics (數)

Source: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Six_Arts