Well Meet Again if Fate Wills It
When you guys read this, I bet you guys are thinking that I am either translating some actually tiresome scenes or the story is actually boring. And so yes – goose egg much special happens in this scene. But I wanted to translate it because information technology introduces one of my favourite side characters, Mu Yi. I will be translating a scene between A'Fu and Mu Yi afterward (finally, a scene where it's not all about the OTP) where A'Fu basically "checks out the competition".
If yous guys accept not gone to read Chenguang's crawly translation, delight make your mode to her site now. She has only posted the first half of Chapter 1. And because she'southward reached where I've last left off, I am going to stop translating the rest of the first meeting. 😛
Speaking of the Chenguang's translation, we had an interesting discussion on how to translate 浮生尽, which is the championship of Vocal Ning'south story arc. Subsequently a piffling digging around, I concluded that information technology most probable references one of Li Bai'sOn a Banquet with my Cousins on a Bound Night in the Peach Garden, which I feel I must share with all HXY fans:
"Now the heavens and earth are the hostels of creation
And time has seen a full hundred generations
Ah, this floating life, like a dream
True happiness is so rare!"
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[Introductory Remarks: So they both meet in the mountains again, where they first met. A'Fu was travelling alone and Mu Yan saves her from some wolves.]
And this was how I met Mu Yan once again. Although my heart was filled with all sorts of romantic feelings, I understood that his sudden advent at this random place is cannot exist simply be attributed to the phrase, "if fate permits, you will meet even if you are separated by a chiliad miles."
A few men in black appeared in front of us suddenly. I thought to myself, this is really deja vu; they must be here to kill Mu Yan again. Without a word, I took a step back. Another pace. And yet some other step. Before I can retreat behind Mu Yan, the men knelt before us and said in unison, "Main, we have arrived late."
All of their faces wore expressions of shame. I turned to look at Mu Yan in surprise. He ignored the men, and asked me, "Can yous motion?" I stared at him, and the corners of his mouth quirked, "Aren't you and so afraid that your knees are shaking?"
"My knees are not shaking!"
He shook his head, "Y'all're lying with your eyes wide open."
"I am not lying with my eyes open!"
"Then take a few steps for me to run into."
Mu Yan was right – I was lying with my eyes open up. My knees were actually all the same shaking. Anybody has their weaknesses, and mine are snakes and wolves. But for Mu Yan to point this out so frankly, I could non assistance just feel a bit hurt. I did not want to appear weak in front of him every bit I did not desire him to look down on me. If it was Jun Wei asking me, I would surely have replied loudly, "So what if my knees are shaking – what tin you exercise well-nigh it?"
But it is unlike with Mu Yan. I just desire to prove him the best side of me. It is akin to not wanting to let the person you like know that y'all likewise need to go to the toilet. Merely, in my case, I really practice non demand to go to the toilet anymore.
All of a sudden, Mu Yan said quietly, "Excuse me," earlier actual picking me upward in his artillery. Someone sighed. I could only run across the moon when I lifted my caput. My weight did non seem to impede Mu Yan'south movements at all. He only paused in his steps when he passed the men in black. The men bow their heads.
"Do you know what are bodyguards?" Mu Yan's voice echoed in the valley. "Your swords must be placed in front of me. That is what information technology takes to be my bodyguards." Their heads dropped even lower. This is the aureola of royalty, of someone who is used to existence in control and obeyed. Even my Imperial Father, who is not a very able ruler, is able to apply this aura to command his wives.
Suddenly, i of the men in the middle of the group jumped up and peeled of his face up. "What is he doing?" "What practice yous remember?" I answered my own question, "he looks like he'south peeling of a facial disguise!"
Merely as we were conversing, that person pulled of a sparse mask that looked like a facial disguise and cried, "I was almost suffocated by this." I looked harder and realised that under the disguise, it was actually the face of a pretty immature daughter.
Mu Yan's eyebrow twitched and said, "I was wondering why they were so useless today. They were suppose arrive hither covertly, but spooked the birds. Now I know it is because you were hampering them!"
The girl ignored his words, and laughed, "You can't arraign me! If one must exist able to identify his sword in front of Brother earlier can he be your babysitter, and so there aren't that many people in the world who authorize to exist your babysitter! Let me look at the person in your arms. I thought you were withal obsessed with Qin Ziyan. Is this going to exist my future sis in police force? Have you finally let go of Ziyan? Eh – sister – are you my sister in law? My name is Mu Yi. What is your name?"
I could merely stare at her and pursed my lips. Mu Yan interrupted her, "A'Fu is only a young daughter."
Mu Yi asked immediately, "So, you and Ziyan…"
I listened to their conversation and my heart sank. Merely from my close proximity to Mu Yan in his artillery, I did not detect whatsoever reaction in him when this Ziyan's name was brought upwardly. Information technology could be that he had reacted without me realising it; after all, my senses are not what they used to be.
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This is definitely non a verbatim translation. Chenguang and I have a chat and I recall we've come to the realisation that well – verbatim translations don't really work in English sometimes because they only become long and rambly. So the translation above summarizes some of the description and omits some unimportant parts. Just the gist of information technology is there.
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