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The thing that Mu Ying Sheng, who had witnessed people’s shallowness in the troupe since he was small, could not stand the most were those nobles and ones with imperial power that viewed the common people as ants.

Because of mother’s fleeting encounter during childhood, she had gloomily passed her lifetime away; and the auntie Yu who later on also came to love the same person, in the same fashion, died due to affection. All was because of that so called Emperor’s passion- using sweet, honeyed words to lure the women he had taken a fancy to, and on the other hand also looking down on their family background and quietly leaving, acting as though nothing had ever happened.

Ke, praising oneself as one with much affection (passion), when it was just only fickleness.

To him, there were only two people in his life that were the most important to him. One was his mother who raised him, and one was the master who taught him after mother’s death- two people who had never been acquainted that had fallen into the same end due to one person.

Hence, he went along with the Pear Garden troupe to the capital.

He had originally thought to take vengeance, then bid farewell to this filthy world. He did not involve himself too much with other people, but at the moment he stepped out the room, he met that graceful youth, at a complete loss wielding a fan and covering his face, with a pair of passionate eyes very similar to that of the Emperor, good-looking and also detestable to him.

Regarding Jiang family’s Young Master, when Mu Ying Sheng had entered the capital, he had long already heard of a few rumours; At the first time they met he already felt uneasy, and even intuitively felt he had to distance himself from this person further away. Perhaps that pair of similar eyes, made him take up guard in his heart.

Even though he had clearly frostily rejected this person outside the gates, the other person was just like a spoiled rotten playboy, pressed close to him without any self-awareness[1] whatsoever, was not fed up at all, and also did not even mind the hearsay spreading outside.

Not knowing if he had been lonely for too long or if it was due to this person’s stubbornness, Mu Ying Sheng tacitly allowed his approach.

That night when Jiang Zi Yu stood outside his door and said he liked him, a resistance rose inside his heart unconsciously, spurring him to neglect that insignificant dismay and concealed joy,

“How much money is your like worth?”

After he said that, he felt a bit of regret. The light in the other person’s eyes gradually dimmed down, but then that pair of eyes suddenly lit up again. At this time, Mu Ying Sheng could understand the sunken feelings and struggle of his mother and auntie Yu of that time- perhaps they also knew of how fickle that person was, but still unavoidably wallowed in the dream of interlaced sweetness.

He was also as such.

He heard that Jiang Zi Yu was sent to the Guo Shi residence, and after that, when he came every day, there would be a man by his side. On the stage, he would always absent-mindedly gaze over there, but then also force himself to calm down.

Jealousy tore into his heart just like ants, and the slight prickling feeling made him unable to do anything as well; but the other person’s absorbed look, instead, made him shamefully feel a sense of satisfaction and delight.

No matter how much more outstanding the other person could be, in that person’s eyes, was still himself.

Afterwards, he did not see Jiang Zi Yu again. He heard the other person had a change in character, and was currently at the Guo Shi residence whole-heartedly studying on book of virtue, raising his skill.

A dreaded and harsh thought came up in his mind, unable to be waved away. He looked at the delicate appearance in the mirror that did not have make up on yet, thought back to that day’s fleeting encounter, and could not help but sneer.

What book of virtue- he was probably probably fooling around with that person.

Finally, taking advantage of the opportunity, he followed the Pear Garden troupe into the Imperial palace to sing. The day before entering the palace, Jiang Zi Yu finally went to see him. The appearance of the other person raising his head up outside the window to look at him, with that pair of eyes that took the entire universe and collected it into his eyes —— to Mu Ying Sheng who had roamed all over the country for so many years, was the most beautiful scenery he had ever seen.

The other person’s ceaseless chatter was honestly a bit noisy, but when the other person asked him if he had a yearning, in the end, he had submitted to himself, and replied to him with a single word.

“Yes.”

Forgive him for this one indulgence, the first(one) time he had submitted to his own heart.

Mu Ying Sheng, in the end, you still stepped into the past, and sunk down into this person’s honeyed words.

At the palace banquet, he saw Jiang Zi Yu. The other person was drinking alcohol. Due to drunkenness, their face was dyed with a bright red, making him extremely good-looking. Watching this person’s simple-minded appearance, anger mingled with hatred made him pull out his blade without any other preparation, but the crispy sound pulled his reason back.

Following the sound of the cup breaking, he saw that the corners of that person’s eyes was red, the misted eyes was hazy and unclear, just like a hint of drunkenness containing a dimmed moonlight, beautiful to the point of absorbing people’s souls into it. He held the cup up sending a signal to himself, and finished the cup in one go, unrestrained and straight-forward.

Taking advantage while other people’s attention was on the other person, he had quietly left. Not knowing if it was because their hearts were linked together, or if it was destined- not too long after, he had seen the other person. As though his mind was seized by an evil spirit, he held up the knife towards the other person’s neck, and heard Jiang Zi Yu say,

“Sheng Sheng, can you move that knife over? I’m a bit afraid.”

Mu Ying Sheng had to admit- the person in front of him had become his weakness. When the other person had kissed his lips, he fell into a trance for a while, and following which also raised a terrifying thought- He should have killed this person just now.

While the other person weaved a net of dreams for him, he let out a long sigh, turned, and left.

But he still did not give up, and even succeeded.

At the time he was jailed in the dungeon, in the dim environment, he spitefully thought- if Jiang Zi Yu knew, would he come save him without any other care.

The result was within expectations yet also unexpected.

Jiang Zi Yu’s head leaned against his shoulder. This was one of the very few times of intimacy. In the past, this kind of close distance was never a good thing. The other person softy said, “For your name, I even had to beg over and over again for you to tell it to me. I don’t know where you came from, what you’ve encountered, and don’t even know if you’ve ever felt moved by me before, or even liked me.”

He went silent for a while, and as he was about to open his mouth, the other person once again shook his head, and stopped him from saying the words he wanted to say.

Mu Ying Sheng thought, did he like Jiang Zi Yu?

He thought, perhaps he did.

Perhaps it was that day, when the amorous youth fanning himself under the genial sunshine outside go hopelessly red when he saw him; or maybe it was that time on the flower boat within the ever spanning lights, when he pulled on his hand in a fluster, and told him he was the human realm’s beauty.

Or perhaps it was that day when the flustered youth was hanging onto the window frame, with a pair of clear eyes that contained an entire midsummer night’s starry sky, smiling towards him, revealing (rice-)white teeth, tenderly and affectionately calling out “Sheng Sheng” to him.

That day within the blaze, without any care, this person wanted protect him thoroughly, and wanted to bring him out. He put together all of his strength and had the person under him protected properly. Jiang Zi Yu’s face was all dirty, that one could not make out the usual elegance- but that watery pair of eyes reflected by the flame was really good looking.

His throat had long already been ruined by the dense smoke, and the burning sensation of pain on his back had made his eyelids heavily close down. Even without a copper mirror, he also knew his present self was extremely terrible looking.

“Don’t look……”

Don’t look at my current self- do you still remember that time when you said I was the human realm’s beauty? Then just remember that moment.

Before he lost consciousness, Mu Ying Sheng faintly dreamt of when he was young. At that time, Mother was still alive. He met a small child of delicate features that was quite good to him, who even gave him candy to eat. He held the other person’s hand, and softly asked, “You are really good looking, can you be my wife in the future?”

“Alright.”

And then, that child turned into a handsome youth, with his figure reflected into his pair of eyes, he said to him, “Mu Ying Sheng, I like you.”

This time, he could finally go face to face with his on heart, and easily hold the other person within his arms. He lightly laughed in reply,

“Young Master, this small citizen is also the same.”

[1] 眼力见- a common saying in Northern China goes that the eyes have words. The phrase 眼力见 refers to having the eyesight to catch those words, and do things without having others to say it.

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