Chapter 15: Probing
(1) 人人得而诛之 – “being hunted to death” It’s not that gruesome, I think. It’s basically a death sentence, except they let it be known that anyone is allowed to kill him.
She must offend one side.
There was no choice.
(2) 姐姐 – “jie jie” Older sister, can be used to address people not blood related
妹妹 – “mei mei” same except younger sister
This face, there probably doesn’t exist a man in the world that wouldn’t admire it.
“Mei mei is overthinking it, wang ye treats jie jie really well.” What could Su Qi Qi say? Blame? Who could she blame.
“Then that’s great.” A streak of light flashed through the depths of Su Meng Ru’s eyes, following which she lowered her head and smiled: “It has been a while since you’ve been married here, are you missing da niang?”
Hearing this, Su Qi Qi didn’t feel that Su Meng Ru was truly concerned about her, because she knew, whatever Su Meng Ru did, there was always a motive behind it.
(3) 大娘 – “da niang” it’s defined as aunt (polite address) but I think in ancient China, it was what the concubine’s children had to call the main wife of a family. As the ‘big mother’.
From childhood till now, she had always been this way.
“Many thanks, mei mei, for taking the trouble.” Su Qi Qi smiled and replied as she deliberated.
Looks like, this is Mo Wen Xuan’s idea.
He’s definitely trying to drive Mo Wen Chen to death.
Here, the sisters walked freely in the Wang fu. Today, Su Qi Qi was wearing a perfectly red fox fur coat, contrasted against her delicate and pretty face it was much more lovely and even more graceful and elegant.
But it was still incomparable with Su Meng Ru’s white mink fur cloak.
In the Lotus Courtyard.
Mo Wen Xuan held a cup of wine, calmly toasting for the first time towards Mo Wen Chen.
There were no outsiders after all, and they were brothers. Mo Wen Chen also didn’t mind it much.
Not to mention this was the Magnetic Capital, a dragon cannot crush a snake in its own haunt. Even if Mo Wen Xuan wanted to do something, he still must carefully think it over.
Just that the wine Mo Wen Xuan passed over spilled all over Mo Wen Chen’s clothes.
Having already anticipated this scenario, Mo Wen Chen simply lifted his hands to softly brush it off. Though a trace of a cold light flashed through the depths of his eyes, he soon returned to normal.
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The first attempt at probing left Mo Wen Xuan extremely satisfied.
If it was the past Mo Wen Chen, he definitely would have became agitated already……