A Xin Lai stared at him puzzled; he didn't quite understand why this Nan Ning Wang would need Ping An's agreement to go out. Eventually, he just nodded. "That... I will go and call the young master."
"No need, he already knows. Your little sable won't give me any face. I can't speak for others, but the moment I come by, it just runs inside." Jing Qi spotted the shape of the sable disappear in a flash with some resentment, but in his heart, he accepted there was nothing for it. He just liked it, however, as cats detested dogs, this name was closer to the truth.
Sure enough, he hadn't finished talking when Wu Xi came out of the manor.
When Jing Qi saw him, he was momentarily surprised. Wu Xi didn't wear his usual black clothes that didn't show off any skin. He only had on a casual robe, his hair was loosely tied back, and he didn't wear a veil.
As he had not seen light all year round, his skin was pale, and even the color of his lips was faint. His facial features were more profound than those of the people of the Central Plains, but they were not harsh, instead they had a particularly solemn kind of beauty. Jing Qi returned to his senses and pointed at him with a smile: "How come today you're no longer 'still holding the pipa that shadowed half your face' (2), allowing this lowly one to have a glimpse of this fairy-like beauty?"
Wuxi let out an "oh", then very succinctly said: "I am not wearing that outfit today."
Jing Qi's face darkened, do you take me as a blind man?
In truth, in Southern Xinjiang, the black veil would be worn for attending ceremonies and such, and was not what the young sorcerer would usually wear. But ever since he arrived in the Da Qing Empire, he felt cut off from the people surrounding him and tense whenever he went out, so he stuck with this clothing.
It seemed that with a veil, if you didn't let others see your face, you didn't have to see others.
However, Jing Qi recently came over to stir up trouble often. Although Wu Xi's reaction to this Nan Ning Wang initially resembled that of his poisonous friends, his heart relaxed. These days, things became more honest and genuine between them, and the door to the young sorcerer's residence was no longer shut quite so tightly.
Wu Xi eyed him curiously. Although Jing Qi did not usually wear ostentatious robes, his pampered background tended to show through. Even if he went out in plain clothing, the workmanship of his clothes had always been exquisite. Wu Xi had never seen this type of ordinary clothing on his body. He asked: "How come you ... are dressed like this?"
Jing Qi rolled his eyes: "You heartless, ungrateful little bastard. Didn't we agree a few days ago I'd take you to the lively places in the city?"
Wu Xi was astonished, that time he had thought Jing Qi was merely talking.
The people of Central Plains were very hospitable and polite, they always had a few words of welcome on their lips, but no one meant them seriously. Although Wu Xi often could not distinguish between true and false hospitality of the Central Plains people, after so many years, he had grown to understand that phrases like "please visit next time" and "if you have time, do come by" were not meant that way.
"You were serious?"
Jing Qi flipped his sleeves, turned around, and pretended to leave: "When were the words I spoke to you not true? Hey, after all the trouble I took to slip out of the palace, a certain someone still doesn't care. Forget it, I'm going back to sleep. So that I won't need to worry about sneaking back inside like a thief before dawn..."
Wu Xi quickly grabbed his shoulder but found no words. Jing Qi had already spoken ten sentences and he failed to counter one, but time was an issue, and after stammering for quite some time, he awkwardly said: "I'm coming with you."
A Xin Lai stared at him puzzled; he didn't quite understand why this Nan Ning Wang would need Ping An's agreement to go out. Eventually, he just nodded. "That... I will go and call the young master."
"No need, he already knows. Your little sable won't give me any face. I can't speak for others, but the moment I come by, it just runs inside." Jing Qi spotted the shape of the sable disappear in a flash with some resentment, but in his heart, he accepted there was nothing for it. He just liked it, however, as cats detested dogs, this name was closer to the truth.
Sure enough, he hadn't finished talking when Wu Xi came out of the manor.
When Jing Qi saw him, he was momentarily surprised. Wu Xi didn't wear his usual black clothes that didn't show off any skin. He only had on a casual robe, his hair was loosely tied back, and he didn't wear a veil.
As he had not seen light all year round, his skin was pale, and even the color of his lips was faint. His facial features were more profound than those of the people of the Central Plains, but they were not harsh, instead they had a particularly solemn kind of beauty. Jing Qi returned to his senses and pointed at him with a smile: "How come today you're no longer 'still holding the pipa that shadowed half your face' (2), allowing this lowly one to have a glimpse of this fairy-like beauty?"
Wuxi let out an "oh", then very succinctly said: "I am not wearing that outfit today."
Jing Qi's face darkened, do you take me as a blind man?
In truth, in Southern Xinjiang, the black veil would be worn for attending ceremonies and such, and was not what the young sorcerer would usually wear. But ever since he arrived in the Da Qing Empire, he felt cut off from the people surrounding him and tense whenever he went out, so he stuck with this clothing.
It seemed that with a veil, if you didn't let others see your face, you didn't have to see others.
However, Jing Qi recently came over to stir up trouble often. Although Wu Xi's reaction to this Nan Ning Wang initially resembled that of his poisonous friends, his heart relaxed. These days, things became more honest and genuine between them, and the door to the young sorcerer's residence was no longer shut quite so tightly.
Wu Xi eyed him curiously. Although Jing Qi did not usually wear ostentatious robes, his pampered background tended to show through. Even if he went out in plain clothing, the workmanship of his clothes had always been exquisite. Wu Xi had never seen this type of ordinary clothing on his body. He asked: "How come you ... are dressed like this?"
Jing Qi rolled his eyes: "You heartless, ungrateful little bastard. Didn't we agree a few days ago I'd take you to the lively places in the city?"
Wu Xi was astonished, that time he had thought Jing Qi was merely talking.
The people of Central Plains were very hospitable and polite, they always had a few words of welcome on their lips, but no one meant them seriously. Although Wu Xi often could not distinguish between true and false hospitality of the Central Plains people, after so many years, he had grown to understand that phrases like "please visit next time" and "if you have time, do come by" were not meant that way.
"You were serious?"
Jing Qi flipped his sleeves, turned around, and pretended to leave: "When were the words I spoke to you not true? Hey, after all the trouble I took to slip out of the palace, a certain someone still doesn't care. Forget it, I'm going back to sleep. So that I won't need to worry about sneaking back inside like a thief before dawn..."
Wu Xi quickly grabbed his shoulder but found no words. Jing Qi had already spoken ten sentences and he failed to counter one, but time was an issue, and after stammering for quite some time, he awkwardly said: "I'm coming with you."
