Chapter 25 (1/2)

Wine For Comfort

The guard who stopped theuard next to hi and let the procession pass without another word

There were many oirans here ere both rich and beautiful A tiny couards

Upon leaving the western gate of the city, one kiloraveyard It was currently winter and the place was scattered with ancient trees and vines The sudden arrival of this crowd of beauties added some life to this deathly place

Li Chengfeng led everyone in the burial of Liu Zhixi She was laid to rest at her grave When the first shovel of soil was scattered on her coffin, everyone's eyes reddened Many covered their faces to wipe their tears

When the burial was over, Liu Su the newly set tombstone, she said, “Sister Zhixi, ere all too afraid to collect your body and bring you to your final resting place I hope you'll forgive us, will you?”

Liu Suentle voice, “Zhixi, we have been helpless and could not help you investigate the case I'm sorry your truth has not been found All we can do is be with you on the last step of your journey, I hope you can forgive us Here is a song for you”

Liu Sumei and Liu Zhixi had always been rivals in ter'an City, yet upon Liu Zhixi's untimely death, all Liu Sumei felt was eracefully and sang 'Hairpin Phoenix'

The world is fickle, its people are cruel, twilight shower bids fragile blossoms adieu

The dawn breeze blows, s to you but all I do is h, tough!

To each their own, today is not what yesterday was,

The cold horn sounds as the night con a smile, for I am terrified if they ask

[T/L Note: I've done my best to translate this, but you should look up Hairpin Phoenix (钗头凤·世情薄), a poe Wan Such a sad, dramatic, emotionally complicated poem I love it]

When her song ended, all the girls were sobbing hard

Li Chengfeng held a cup of wine high up and ca Liu Sumei's shoulder, he said, “Please excuse me, Sumei, I'd like to have a feords with Miss Zhixi”

She got up, bowed, then carried her guzheng to stand aside Her song had immersed the crowd into a deepfor hily sad poem

However, his first sentence was so too unpoetic “Miss Zhixi, I know you didn't like me”

The girls looked at each other, slightly disappointed but no one looked down on him anymore

He continued, “I know, Miss Zhixi A soul as pure as jade will never like a pile of dirty bones like me”

The girls sighed, thinking: if only Miss Zhixi could see this today Would she change herall the filthy rich men and fall for this poor hopeless romantic?