Blooming Flowers Silent Sorrow

Translator: Silvery Butterfly   Xiao Bao had barely rested when he was groggily dragged onto a horse by Huai En.   “From here, it’s two more days to Fengchuan. We’ll stock up on provisions there. The road ahead is almost uninhabited, but if we move quickly, we can reach Yuxia in three days… Xiao Bao?” […]

Translator: Silvery Butterfly   Huai En had quite a hard time getting Xiao Bao out of the Jin mansion. He had You Ying and Zuo Ying distract Su Yin’s hidden guards. After leaving the mansion, they galloped for more than thirty miles before they were finally out of the Jin family’s sphere of influence.  

Translator: Silvery Butterfly   Xiao Bao was drenched in sweat, as if he had been fished out of water, and he slept soundly with his eyes closed. Huai En took a cloth dipped in water, turned him over, spread his legs, and gently wiped his lower body. The cool touch made the person beneath him

Translator: Silvery Butterfly   Xiao Bao didn’t know what he had done to offend him that day. For several days, Huai En remained silent and shut in his room. Xiao Bao knew Huai En had a peculiar temper and somewhat childish nature. He didn’t hold his harsh words against him. Besides, Xiao Bao had been

Translator: Silvery Butterfly   Xiao Bao rushed into Master Jin’s bedroom, with Huai En following closely behind. The room was already crowded with people. Madam Jin sat by the bed, wiping her tears. When she saw Xiao Bao, her tears flowed even more uncontrollably. Xiao Bao’s heart tightened as he rushed to the bedside. His

Translator: Silvery Butterfly Just when Xiao Bao was feeling deeply moved, he suddenly felt a certain part of Huai En’s body growing harder and hotter. Huai En’s breathing was also becoming unsteady. Huai En’s fingers were already inside him, moving against his inner walls with the aid of the ointment, making Xiao Bao feel a

Translator: Silvery Butterfly   Xiao Bao was given medicine and had wet cloths changed on him throughout the night, and by the next day, his fever had subsided.   In a daze, he vaguely remembered that many people had been in his room last night, likely alarmed by his illness.   Xiao Bao’s head ached

Translator: Silvery Butterfly   The second time of selfless dedication, Xiao Bao woke up amidst a noisy commotion. He felt so weak that he didn’t even want to move a finger. Glancing outside the window, judging by the sun, it was probably midday. He couldn’t believe he had slept for so long.   Turning his

Translator: Silvery Butterfly   As the sky outside gradually darkened, the surroundings were quiet. The only sounds in the room were their heartbeats. Both men rested silently, without speaking.   After a while, Xiao Bao tentatively pushed him. “Isn’t it my turn now?”   Huai En lifted his head and glared at him. “What are