Translator: asa.s.sin
Thank G.o.d there are a lot of trees in the cold palace, except for a shortness of everything else .
Ah Zhao finds a rope and ties two knots on two trees .
She shakes the quilt sent by the Imperial Household Department open, disdain apparent on her face .
n.o.body knows how long the quilt has been left aside . It's a little wet and light .
It's already autumn . It feels alright during the day, but when night falls, coldness creeps upon them from everywhere .
What good could that do?
Ah Zhao once again curses n.o.ble Consort He for some time .
If she can walk out of this place alive, she thinks to herself, she is sure to let n.o.ble Consort He experience what it is like to be a worker .
Ah Zhao hangs the quilt on the rope . She turns around and sees the crude black clothes .
When Zhao Yin walks out of the chamber with his face streaming with sweat, he sees that Ah Zhao is crouching down by the well and scrubbing the clothes, exerting a great deal of effort .
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For a split moment, the phrase 'men plough and women weave' occurs to him .
He shakes his head and throws that strange ideal out of his mind .
Zhao Yin has had the feeling that this Princess of his has changed somehow after she was in the cold palace .
But he hasn't figured out what exactly has changed about her .
When night comes again, the Palace of Happiness has changed a bit, if not taken on an entirely new look .
The sleeping chamber is empty except for a bed for sleeping and a soft couch . Zhao Yin has carried all the things that could be thrown away to the other unused room that's beside the sleeping chamber .
Both the ground and the wall were carefully cleaned . Though they still look old and shabby, but at least they don't look that dirty any more .
Ah Zhao is looking at the bed and soft couch with the light quilt .
It's clear that the two of them are going to sleep separately .
As a man, Zhao Yin conscientiously walks to the soft couch and leaves the bed to Ah Zhao .
Both of them sleep with their clothes on . Then Zhao Yin blows out the light .
The chamber sinks into darkness in a split second .
Ah Zhao bursts out a short cry: “What did you do?”
Zhao Yin's deep voice rings in the dark: “Light out . It's time for bed . Anything else, Princess?”
Of course!
It's so dark in here!
And this place is a wreck!
Besides it's chilly in here!
Ah Zhao says, as calm as she possibly could: “Why did you put the light out?”
Zhao Yin is confused by her: “We don't have a lot of oil for the lantern so we have to use it sparingly . ”
Something suddenly strikes him: “Are you afraid of darkness?”
Ah Zhao stubbornly refuses to admit that: “No, I'm just asking without thinking . ”
Zhao Yin therefore stops talking .
Ah Zhao keeps her silence as well .
With her eyes shut, Ah Zhao tries her best to sleep .
But all kinds of strange things are on her mind, like there's a shadow looking over her by her bed or whether a hand would reach out beneath her bed .
She huddles herself up under the quilt, but she can't fall asleep as she keeps thinking about those things .
It seems like someone sighs in the dark .
After that, a slightly yellow halo lights up this little s.p.a.ce .
Feeling the light, Ah Zhao opens her eyes cautiously .
She has a sigh of relief, turns around and sits up . Looking at Zhao Yin, who gets up to light up the lantern, she says with all seriousness: “Aren't we saving the lantern oil? Why did you light it?”
Zhao Yin: “…”
He's a man who practices martial arts . With the bed and couch so close, he hears her breath perfectly clear .
If he wasn't worried that she was too frightened to sleep, he wouldn't get up just to light up the lantern .
What a double-faced woman!
Zhao Yin glances at Ah Zhao and snorts slightly: “Couldn't I be afraid of the dark?”
It turns out the male lead is also afraid of darkness .
Ah Zhao thinks happily to herself: “That is great!” Now she can take advantage of the light .
She looks at the male lead with a reserved manner and says hypocritically: “I see . Since you are so scared of the dark, we can have the lantern on during the night and come up with something else for the lantern oil later . ”
Zhao Yin: “…”