Series: Первая красавица Чанъаня

Shen Zhen stood there, dumbfounded and immobile, the pungent waft of medicine entering her nose. Lying down as he was, Lu Yan could obviously not easily drink the concoction without choking on it. The only way she could think of was feeding him mouth to mouth. This being said, Lu Yan had an obsession with

Карета медленно катилась вперёд, колёса громыхали по гравию. Шэнь Чжэнь цепко держалась за край окна бледной, дрожащей рукой, глаза её были затуманены, она пребывала в оцепенении. Она не говорила. Она не смотрела на Лу Яня. Лёгкий ветерок откинул занавеску окна в сторону. Рука Лу Яня перехватила её, прежде чем та успела упасть обратно, и он […]

The next morning, Lu Yan led Bai Daonian into the Eastern Palace, taking him directly to the Crown Prince’s apartments. Lion-faced bronze furnaces welcomed them by diffusing a grey smoke all around their feet, while an Earth Dragon burned with violence, making the temperature in the royal residence soar to summer levels. ( Translator’s Note:

The night only made the candlelight playing along Shen Zhen’s face seem all the brighter. She appeared so serene while Lu Yan’s heartbeats reverberated throughout his body, his heart threatening to jump out of his chest. He had never imagined that, one day, the girl he kept would think herself in need of worrying about

There was rarely a sunny day during March in Chang’an. Generally, the air was heavy with humidity, there was a dull fog that enveloped the city and it was forever about to rain. Lu Yan returned to the Supreme Court at noon, after having carried out an autopsy under the guidance of Coroner Zhou. For

The next day, Lu Yan woke up early to pay the Old Madam his respects in her own Jia’an Hall. However, all the children and grandchildren of the Grand Duchy of Zhen’s three branches had gathered together to enjoy a morning in each other’s company. Central to the group was Old Madam Lu, making her

The rain outside had long stopped. Yet, Shen Zhen had the impression a dark cloud had settled above her and was pouring a bucket of water over her. Lightning and thunder raged in her ears. There was but one thought that crossed her mind — ‘Shen Zhen, everything is over. Everything … is over.’ Suddenly

Shen Zhen’s tears were no different from pearls falling from the broken thread of a necklace. Nothing could stop them from sliding down her pallid cheeks. Yet, Lu Yan continued to wipe at them, anguished more by her pain than by his own. “Stop crying now”, he whispered in despair. Shen Zhen misunderstood him. Remembering

The moment she walked out of Chengyuan, raindrops welcomed her and a thick fog rose from the street, making Chang’an look like something out of a sad, hazy dream. It was beautiful nonetheless. These streets had brought them so much pain, and yet they had retained their beauty even in her eyes. A pretty servant

Early the next morning. As the morning sun dispelled the clouds with its joyful rays, Shen Ran dragged Qingli to the westernmost part of Chang’an. Getting off the Li Household’s carriage, the two of them walked straight into a drugstore. Chang’an’s drugstores were nothing like those one could find in a provincial town. They were