Status Updates From 鬓边不是海棠红 (Winter Begonia)

He leaned out the window and listened carefully, looking genuinely horrified. “What happened? In just two or three months, Cheng Fengtai has already given birth to a son?”

Shang Xirui hiccupped drunkenly. “A daughter.”

He used to measure wealth in jewellery, but now he measured it in terms of Cheng Fengtai, something he considered truly valuable.

How and why do you peel an apricot?

"Xue Zhicheng showed him insect specimens he had collected in China—large beetles and moths—which disgusted Shang Xirui.
The next day, Shang Xirui took him out for soy milk and fried dough rings, which disgusted Xue Zhicheng in return."

Lmao.

I accidentally became important at work and it's seriously interfering with my reading time.

"Shang Xirui turned then to glance at his own Second Master, soaked in wine, women, and gambling, yet unashamed. He made no pretense of virtue, wore his vices openly, and thus somehow appeared endearing. Shang Xirui congratulated himself on his better taste, and in his triumph delivered another sharp stab:
“Yu Qing is wounded and alone. She won’t survive.”"

- This is what I mean. So petty.

On the one hand it breaks my heart anytime the story shows how damn young Shang Xirui still is, on the other I'm amused at how fucking petty he can be.

He rubbed his belly and groaned. “It feels like I’m six months pregnant.”
Cheng Fengtai nearly choked on his tea. “Don’t worry. I haven’t planted anything yet.”
Shang Xirui stared. “What did you just say?”

Lmao.

Shang Xirui tried a bite. “Foreigners have it rough. Raw greens, bloody meat. No wonder they invade us.”

Cheng Fengtai thought grimly, First General Zhang, now Commander Cao… Every time he sings from a rooftop, a warlord falls.