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[Ever Night]

[Episode 45]

"Sang Sang" is such an interesting name.

Not bad.

Who named you?

My Young Master.

What about your parents?

I've no dad or mom.

How don't you have parents?

I was found by Young Master when little.

So I've never seen them.

Where'd Young Master find you?

At Yan-Tang border.

Yan-Tang border?

Miss Sang Sang, tomorrow

I want to invite you home. Is that alright?

Mm.

[Zeng Residence]

Okay, my wife.

It's already been many years.

It was my fault. I...

I didn't rush home.

I trusted Madam (first wife).

I never imagined she...

That vicious woman.

She connived with the midwife and sold our child to slavers.

Pity the midwife died.

Our child

was nowhere to be found.

We can only assume she died.

I don't believe it.

I believe my daughter

is still alive.

Lord (Laoye).

That girl looks familiar.

Wife, you always do this.

Whoever's daughter it is, if she seems familiar,

you hope she's our daughter.

But each time hoping

brings disappointment.

Lord, I beg you.

Maybe in the unseen world, Heavenly God

will give us a miracle.

Yes.

Wife, it's alright.

[Zeng Residence]

Miss Sang Sang, you're here.

This is meat I smoked.

It's for you.

Thanks, Miss.

Let's go inside.

Come, come.

Come.

Eat now. It's all made for you.

Eat, go on.

Come, come, eat well.

Eat well, okay?

Eat slowly, don't choke.

Here, let me do it.

Miss Sang Sang, this is the chef's pear soup. Try it.

Ah! Ah!

Wife! So careless.

It was careless. Come and wash.

Madam, you meant to do it.

I...

You did it on purpose.

I...

I just wanted to wash your feet.

Wife.

Madam.

I've found my child!

My child!

You didn't die! You weren't dead!

You didn't die! I found my child!

I found my child!

Congratulations on finding your daughter.

Thanks, Your Majesty. I am so grateful.

Great Scholar Zeng, His Majesty and I have a gift for you.

Congratulations. Your family is finally reunited.

Thanks, Your Majesty. Thanks, Empress.

I'll take my leave.

How can this be?

Ning Que's maid's identity is now public. Palace people say

the Emperor supports the Zeng family reunion.

But he told Zeng Jing not to rush.

Once Ning Que returns, it will be settled.

What a good move.

I spent a year getting close to Ning Que and his maid.

How'd Zeng Jing suddenly show up and claim kinship?

My efforts are wasted.

Zeng Jing's daughter was born in Tianqi Year-1. Her foot

had a mulberry leaf shaped birthmark.

How's there such a coincidence?

Wasn't Sang Sang picked up by Ning Que at Yan-Tang border?

Lord Cui colluded with the midwife to sell the child to slavers.

Lord Zeng lost their traces at the border.

Slavers likely took the child

to the border.

Why's it Zeng Jing? Everyone knows

he's the Empress' loyal dog.

Lady, look. This is Old Brush Shoppe.

Sang Sang.

Why are you here?

Your dad and I came today to discuss something with you.

What is it?

Hear your mom out.

Back then,

I don't know what drug was used to make me unconscious.

You were so little

yet I couldn't protect you.

You suffered a lot.

I'm just fine.

Child, today your mom and I want to take you home.

We had servants prepare you a beautifully decorated room.

I'm sure you'll like it.

If you dislike it,

tell me, and we'll redo it

until you're satisfied, okay?

Pack your things today.

Skip it. You suffered years of wandering.

Nothing is worth packing.

Come home now.

As for household registration,

let Dad settle it.

Okay? Let's go.

- Child! - Sang Sang!

Sang Sang. Sang Sang.

Do you still not believe we're your real parents?

Is that it?

When I was little, I wondered what kind of parents I had.

But, when I grew up,

I didn't envy others with parents.

Because I have Young Master.

- This... - Sang Sang.

You now have your parents. Come home.

Daughter. Daughter. Daughter, don't run.

Daughter! Daughter!

I won't leave Young Master.

Daughter, I know it's too sudden for you.

We don't expect you to accept it immediately.

How about this?

We needn't claim kinship yet, or be called Mom and Dad.

But from now, you can't serve as a maid.

- Daughter. - Sang Sang.

I promised Young Master I'd take care of our house.

While Young Master Cultivates, I handle chores–

laundry, meals, cleaning.

I can't stay at Zeng Residence.

You!

Though Ning Que is Mister 13,

my daughter can't wait on him.

Right! What spell did he cast

to make my daughter say that?

Any servants he wants, we'll provide.

You can't do this!

Go! Come home.

Go. Come home.

I'll put this back.

- Child! Daughter! - Sang Sang! - Daughter... - Sang Sang. - Daughter.

- Open up. Sang Sang, open up! - Daughter!

Let us take you home. Please open the door!

- Sang Sang! - Daughter.

Let us take you home.

Sang Sang. Sang Sang!

Sang Sang, please open up.

Enough, enough, Wife.

The child has suffered.

She can't accept it now.

I think we should wait for Mister 13, okay?

- Let's go, Wife. - Sang Sang.

Let's go.

Young Master, if you're not back soon,

they'll take me away.

When will you be back?

Young Master.

Let's play chess.

No!

Hey. You know you're shameless?

Little Bro, slow down.

Now we're in the capital,

spend a few days with Lady Mo and her Sisters

to show them around.

Sang Sang, why put your first piece there?

I told you often, why still err?

No, don't wanna play! You're slurping. How can I play?

Why not feed me?

(Keep it safe)

Miss Zhuo, shouldn't you slow down?

(Baked pancake)

Shanshan, this is 47th Street I talked about.

When I moved in, no-one was here. Now it's lively.

- You're back? - Yeah.

Ahead is Old Brush Shoppe. It's mine, where I live.

Make yourself at home. Come in.

[Old Brush Shoppe]

Sang Sang.

She's Sang Sang.

Sang Sang, I'm back.

I'll get you all tea.

Little Brother!

I missed you! Gimme a hug.

Tubby!

- You got a Wildland fairy. - Rot!

It's Lady Mo of Ink Pool Park.

Book Addict!

Greetings, Mister 12.

You know of me? I'm famous in your area?

Mister 13 mentioned you often.

Yeah, I talked about you.

Sang Sang.

Is the tea ready?

Have tea.

Sang...

Big Brother!

Big Bro! Pipi greets Big Bro.

- Pipi, you're chubbier. - Yeah?

Where's Fu Zi?

Old Master is still travelling.

Sang...

Sang Sang.

Tonight, Big Bro and my friends will eat noodles here.

- Got it? - I got it.

Mister 13's handwriting flows like water.

The strokes like clouds look casual

but there's detachment and determination.

The strokes aren't fancy, but sincere.

However long I look isn't enough.

It's really that good?

Mm. It's really that good.

What would you know?

You know as much as Sang Sang.

She's Book Addict. Her critique is spot on.

It's courtesy.

You don't know Miss Book Addict is my fan.

She copies 'Chicken Soup' everyday.

You're so full of it.

It's true.

The sincerity in his work

can't be copied, however much I try.

You two connected through calligraphy like a story.

Little Bro broke a Realm in the wild,

thanks to Miss Mo... for her care.

Mister 13's advancing a Realm was fated.

I walked the wrong way.

I didn't see anything.

And I got kicked downslope.

Sang Sang, I'll hang out with you.

They're being all flirty in there. I can't stand it.

Hey, Sang Sang. Sang Sang.

What's wrong? What's up?

What are you making?

Sour spicy noodles?

For real.

Hey.

Know what your Young Master ate before he broke a Realm?

It was a compressed ball made by this genius.

It's like your sour spicy noodles. These, these.

The compressed ball I made melts in water.

Tasty and convenient.

If we two work together, we'd make money.

Surely a lot.

Hey. You know Little Bro advanced, thanks to us.

We should claim credit.

Sang Sang, are the noodles ready?

Almost ready.

He's so happy but still remembers noodles.

[Old Brush Shoppe]

Sang Sang.

Gonna hug me?

I'm doing chores. My hands are dirty.

What's going on?

Young Master, I've something to tell you.

What matters more than hugging me?

Since I returned, you seem unhappy.

Don't you miss me?

Hurry up.

Quickly, hug me.

~chance meeting; cold branches dew-heavy~

~fondness grew forever in one look~

~lake autumn breeze; silhouette by the porch~

~insight borrows poems and songs~

~with bright heartfelt wishes~

That's good. Finish the dishes.

Mm.

Let me show you something.

Look.

What's this?

When little, you wanted one but I didn't buy it.

You cried about it.

In Tuyang City this time, I saw one again.

Like it?

Young Master.

Alright. Finish the dishes.

I'm so tired.

Boil some water. I need to bathe.

Mm.

(Report)

- You read this document? - I did.

Great General of the North, Xia Hou,

sincerely requests retirement.

His words carry tiredness and discouragement.

What's your opinion?

Many of the Generals heard about this.

They feel he's abandoned them.

When they heard Mister One and Mister 13 went to Tuyang City

and conversed at length with Xia Hou, they worried more.

What worries them?

I dislike Xia Hou

but Your Majesty and the Court hold authority regarding Xia Hou.

The Academy shouldn't interfere.

You're saying Academy disciples are getting political?

I think Fu Zi won't approve of this.

Cultivators should Cultivate, not be political.

Spiritual issues– spiritual world; secular issues– secular world.

Why'd they mix them? Why enter the secular world?

Understood. You're dismissed.

I will take my leave.

[Old Brush Shoppe]

Inside the old pot is your Teacher.

Inside the new pot is my Master.

Teacher.

I heard Mister 13 has returned.

Let's find him so our daughter can come home.

Wife, don't rush. Mister 13 just got back to the capital.

He must have many tasks. Just wait.

Lord, what do you mean? We waited 16 years.

More waiting? What's great about Mister 13?

He owns our daughter. What's his right?

Not so. Wife, now Mister 13

is embroiled in Palace-Academy conflict.

We need to wait and see, and be careful.

Eh...

I heard the Academy never interferes in politics

yet wants Great General Xia Hou to retire.

Then bring Sang Sang home quickly, to keep her out of the mess.

Wife, we can't be hasty.

Wife, we should trust Sang Sang.

Let her talk to Mister 13 about this,

rather than rushing to get her.

Wife! That's enough.

Oh my.

You're still angry. What use is anger?

They're gone.

Tomorrow morning, let's bury them.

Young...

Teacher, you'll stay here.

Mm, here is nice.

Move away from us.

Teacher Yan Se asked me to tell you-

Two horizontal lines, two vertical lines,

form "The Well".

I said to bury him farther away. Don't you listen?

He's my Master.

Now you don't heed me.

They're dead. Why bury them apart?

They said they wanted to be buried side by side

when they chose the pots.

As neighbours.

What neighbours? They're ashes.

They still want to chat or fight each day?

They're both idiots.

My Master was looking for the Shadow of Darkness.

- He said it's Son of Hades... - Your Master was our foe!

The Xiling guy who got Xia Hou to kill Lin family was your Master!

If not for him, all Lin's household, the Yan-Tang border villagers,

my Bro Zhuo'er's family, and yours, won't be dead!

Innocent lives were lost. You took a foe as Master.

You didn't inform me and just brought back a...

a bunch of people.

Make me mad!

This time in the Wildland, be wary of everything.

If you can't win, think of a way to flee.

If you come back alive, I'll be able to teach you.

When I was little, my dad shelled peanuts for me like this.

You're like my dad.

- Young Master. - Sang Sang. - I want to tell you something.

You first.

I want to tell you something very important.

How'd you do that?

Young Master, what's wrong?

I'm demonic.

What? Demonic?

I learned Junior Uncle's Haoran Energy.

This Haoran Energy made me like this.

Such Haoran energy absorbs nascent Qi to store in my body.

In other words, the power I now Cultivate is Demonism.

I'm demon possessed.

So you're saying

you're Hades' Son mentioned by my Master!

Stop talking crap.

Look closely, see if I'm 'Young Master'.

I want fried egg noodles with 30 scallion pieces.

[Ever Night]

~Hey, I can only say sorry~

~You, who've forgotten time, look a bit lost~

~You seem faraway, in front of me~

~Time blinks by~

~Take it easy~

~Life is still the same~

~Hey, let me change the ending~

~Yet I can cover it up only a short while~

~Don't obsess or say sorry~

~Loser just treats winner~

~Better not meet rather than cry on parting~

~Night is long and dark~

~Don't leave regrets~

~I've seen right, wrong, gratitude, grudges, words, acts~

~I risk danger, desperate for you~

~Umbrella in old Chang'an~

~Night nears; talismans burn~

~Fight till all is gone in chaos and darkness~

~See us blaze through darkness, changing Heaven and Earth~

~Spur the horses forward~

~Geese fly south before snow~

~Get drunk at a warm coast~

~Under slashes of the sword, we love each other still~

~Under slashes of the sword, we love each other still~