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[Ever Night]

[Episode 48]

In regard to his marriage, I choose Sang Sang.

I say...we're all here

talking about Ning Que's marriage.

Isn't this weird?

It feels like... selling Little Bro

to Red Sleeves?

Maybe you didn't hear Court news that

His Majesty may arrange Little Bro's marriage.

Big Bro probably intends to avoid rejecting His Majesty.

So, before that, we have to settle it for Little Bro.

Think. We haven't had a wedding in years.

Right.

Why not make it happen?

Great, great.

I favour Miss Book Addict.

They can share calligraphy study.

What's more, Book Addict is a Talisman Expert.

Their union would be a perfect match.

I don't know much about Book Addict,

or her good or bad points.

But, when Little Bro helps me in the workshop,

the one he mostly mentions

is his maid, Sang Sang.

Six is right. I think

that silly boy likes Miss Sang Sang.

If he picks Book Addict

and keeps her here, our Academy gains a Talisman expert.

Great. I support Miss Mo.

You say 'great'. I beg to differ.

I support Sang Sang.

It's only good if all agree.

10th-Senior, what's your opinion?

All say Book Addict is nice. I agree.

Think differently.

You see Book Addict's good side, not bad side.

A couple can't live with just good points.

One must tolerate the other.

I think Sang Sang can tolerate Little Bro's bad side.

To sum up, they're compatible.

What's wrong with Book Addict?

I don't know Book Addict.

I don't know her good points.

But I know Sang Sang, so I think she suits.

Why Sang Sang?

2nd Bro, don't forget–

though our Acadamy never judges by status,

Sang Sang is Little Bro's maid.

If they really marry, it flouts Tang law.

It'll cause trouble.

No trouble. Change Sang Sang's household registration.

- I insist on my opinion. - I also insist on my opinion.

I believe that maid is Grandmaster Wei Guangming's successor.

Jun Mo, did you consider that?

Wei Guangming is Wei Guangming. Sang Sang is Sang Sang.

Despite the Academy and Xiling's complex ties,

isn't Little Bro's happiness more important?

Both Senior Bros.

Shouldn't we wait for Fu Zi to come back and decide?

Anyway, I think Sang Sang is better.

All these years,

I haven't seen you frown.

Jun Mo, all these years,

you're still hot-blooded and stubbornly opinionated.

Would you like to see my progress?

You're all wrong.

Whether Book Addict or maid,

their suitability for Little Bro

has no correct answer.

How they match is about feelings for each other.

However much you insist on your views,

how do you know his feelings?

Only taking his path lets him clarify feelings.

So it's finally his choice.

Whoever he chooses, he himself

must pay the price.

He must learn to bear the cost.

And I believe Old Master has the same view.

Big Bro, Second Bro.

Do you agree?

3rd-Senior Sister spoke reason.

Thank you, Brothers and Sister.

Big Brother, I'm sorry for just now.

Never mind. You were just worried about Little Bro.

Do you think Little Bro may marry both?

Good idea!

Then, we won't worry. Let's go.

- Let's go. - C'mon.

- 12th-Senior Bro. - Yeah?

I've a question.

Ask.

What food do you love?

Me? Crab porridge.

No. Now I like

Sang Sang's sour spicy noodle soup.

If you only had sour spicy noodles every day, every meal,

will it bore you?

Sure I'll be bored.

I used to like crab porridge.

Now I like sour spicy noodle soup.

Will water every day bore you?

What's this question?

You die without water.

If it's sour spicy noodles every day

without water, then what?

Bored to death.

In reverse, with only water and no sour spicy noodles,

then what?

Are you mocking Academy No. 1 genius?

Today I must work it out. If there's sour spicy soup

and water in front of me,

and God will let me choose only one,

what should I do?

Who stops you drinking water?

You can have noodle soup as you like.

I can't be too greedy.

I can only choose one.

Sang Sang will never allow me a concubine.

Mm.

Ning Que, you...you...

Pull me up!

I shouldn't have let you have my Divine Channeling pill!

Your life-saving Pill is gone,

eaten by me!

Come back! Come back, you–

I...

Think I gave it?

Sang Sang snatched it!

Your Realm-breaking soup

was Sang Sang's!

Your Life Item... your Life Item is Sang Sang!

She can't leave you, nor you her.

Don't forget how you two survived!

Made me mad!

~chance meeting; cold branches dew-heavy~

~fondness grew forever with one look~

~lake autumn breeze; silhouette by the veranda~

~insight borrows poems and songs with bright heartfelt wishes~

~times of frost, times of rain~

~the poem in blowing wind sings of mortal parting~

~how can I forget our mutual gaze~

~even if the world falls apart, I won't waver, waiting for you~

~time of wind, time of mud~

~rain pours from the sky and delays faraway return~

~I look at you across mountains and seas~

~even in uncertain times~

~I won't waver, waiting for you~

You're dark and skinny. Who'd marry you?!

You're so ugly.

You can't cry. You mustn't cry.

Young Master said delicate girls cry while holding flowers.

It's because they're pretty.

You're so ugly.

So how can I cry?

Besides...

there are no flowers in here!

No flowers at all!

Sang Sang's noodles are the world's yummiest.

('Ning Que')

Shan Lady.

What's the matter?

Ning Que and Guanhai dueled at Heaven Dao South Gate.

He Mingchi was outside.

What went on inside, he doesn't know.

He knows they both came out injured

and Guanhai came off worse.

White Tower's Daoshi will soon arrive in the capital.

Qu Ni was ridiculed in the Wildland

and wounded out of the blue. Daoshi will avenge her.

That's as it should be.

(Steamed Buns)

You're crazy.

You sat all night at the lake with no sleep.

Not sleepy?

Why wake me in early morning?

I'll buy you buns.

See for yourself. The bun stall isn't open yet.

I'm from White Tower.

I had a feeling I'd see you today.

Academy Mister 13.

You recognize him, but not me?

You are?

I'm Academy Number 12.

So it's Mister 12. Sorry I didn't recognize you.

Who's he?

Mister 13's Wildland exploits gained fame.

Guys like me will challenge you.

But I'm not ready. I haven't had breakfast.

Heaven Pillar values fate. I've come from Yue Lun

and met you in the street. How can I miss the chance?

I offended you?

We'd never met.

Then why duel?

In the Wildland, you insulted Aunt Qu Ni.

Old hag, you should call me Senior Uncle.

You want to lecture Fu Zi. And betray your founders?

Women again, causing headaches.

Has Mister 13 heard

everyone dies someday, leaving a lone gravestone.

You're a Mind Master.

They're dueling in illusion with Psychic Power.

Daoshi, of Heaven Pillar, is a Psychic Power expert.

Ning Que lacks experience.

He can't gain the upper-hand.

The battle has begun.

Your tactics are smart.

Even miraculous.

Heaven Pillar mindfulness

resembles wind and rain, and has wrath and mercy.

I can make you sing or dance at my will

or sit and meditate, losing your mind irretrievably.

I can't die.

A person under my attack can't separate reality and illusion

yet you can perceive my presence.

My heart holds on. What can you do about it?

Ning Que.

I doubted a non-Mind Master would have great Psychic Power.

Turns out you're demonic.

Ning Que, beware his Heaven Pillar Palm!

I'd sacrifice myself

to eradicate your evil spirit!

Come on!

My Heaven Pillar Palm advanced supremely,

beyond this world.

Cultivators with resolve and wisdom can't enter this level.

Your 12th-Senior Bro in Knowing Destiny

can't invade this sacred place.

You want me dead? You wish!

Demonic guy, you must die!

You came to kill me.

It's nothing to do with my Demonism.

It's because I offended Qu Ni in the Wildland.

You've a personal grudge, yet make it sound honourable.

I'm in a fair duel, using fair methods to kill you.

There'll be no consequences.

Tang people value reputation; the Academy more so.

They won't confront White Tower, nor Heaven Pillar Sect.

On the contrary, to defend their false spirit,

they'll stay quiet. In the Wildland,

by insulting Aunt, you made this day come.

Since you treat Aunt dearly, better not disappoint her.

She's not just my respected Aunt.

She's also my mother!

You're Qu Ni's son.

Mother and son are one in heart.

Before you die, I want to know–

Ke Haoran and you are demonic.

Is this God's will

or Hades King's trick?

I'll let you answer that.

Let me tell you, I'm thinking of one person.

Who?

Sang Sang.

Do you feel

she's more important and powerful than Fu Zi?

Know why it's Sang Sang?

All the dark nights,

she kicked me many times.

You made me realize

that losing her

would break my heart.

You're about to die.

Didn't your Aunt tell you?

Carry an umbrella.

In case of rain.

You're indeed...

What happened?

What happened?

Is he alive?

How is he?

Who can help him?

What's wrong with you?

I'm demonic.

That joke isn't funny.

It's not a joke.

I'm demon-possessed.

Why'd you have to tell me?

Because you're my Brother.

- I can't hear what you say. - Should I be louder?

This isn't praiseworthy. Want the whole city to know?

I want you to hear me.

You just put crap in my ears.

I hear nothing. I can't hear!

See for yourself.

I'm demonic.

Ning Que! Why must you tell me?

You say nothing, I know nothing. Alright? You're forcing me to...

kill you with one blow?

Can you do it?

12th-Senior Bro.

I'd like your help with something.

You always say, "Tubby, Tubby".

Suddenly saying "12th-Senior Bro" isn't good.

Stop there.

If I create trouble due to Daoshi,

you must look after Sang Sang and the shop for me.

That pessimistic?

Daoshi is no ordinary practitioner.

He told me he's Qu Ni's son.

Do you know? Junior Uncle was cursed by God; Fu Zi couldn't save him.

I have something to do.

Ning Que.

You're badly injured. Get treatment.

Something's more important.

Stay here and calm down. I'll fetch you tomorrow.

Even if you come, I won't go with you.

Go away!

Why sit in the snow?

To wait for you.

That day...

your words were right.

Liking someone

isn't enough.

In the Wildland, you promised me

you'd write me many notes.

However many you want,

I'll write them.

You'll write how many I want you to write.

Then...

how about countless notes?

I mightn't finish.

So I want you to write forever.

Okay. ~starry sky that year~

~clear as your eyes~

I'll write forever.

~autumn wind can't blow loneliness from my heart~

~turns out the most painful~

~craziest foolishness~

~who can own a universe?~

~when I let go your hand~

~why's it painful?~

~I'm not sad or shaken, why do tears flow?~

~brushing by each other, unable to look back~

~I'd rather burn as brightest fireworks~

~in the vast night sky for you~

Shan Lady.

I'm sorry.

I...

owe you.

Lady Mo.

Take care.

Mister 13.

[Victory Restaurant]

- Good wine, good food. - Yes, customer.

Tang's finest wine

is in my hands.

Is its aroma from spring clay or Huangzhou clay jars?

The world is cruel.

People suffer.

In Tianqi Year drought, people outdid cruel ghosts.

Plains people are more cruel than wolves.

Girls who run away from home

are more cruel than men.

If there's food in the house, somebody must cook it.

To use water from your vat feels like home.

Losing Sang Sang, what's there for me?

Just get used to it. It becomes natural.

See, like this sky.

For centuries, people got used to no moon.

- Who cares? - What moon?

There's a nation called Full Moon (Yue Lun).

A year is 12 months.

Pay monthly rent with monthly wages. (yue = moon/month)

"Moon" is everywhere

except the sky.

Old man, your brain has problems.

Let's drink. Together. Compete.

Sit down.

In Wei City, we had a drinking game. Know how to play?

I'll teach you. One princess, I hold!

2 princesses, you hold! 3 princesses, he holds!

Drink! That, no...

You can't even play. Again!

One princess, I hold. Two princesses, you hold.

Three princesses, he holds. Drink.

Old man, you're slow, can't keep up.

When young, I had friends with shared interests.

We ate and drank together.

We talked, and liked to view the moon.

Back then, the moon was everywhere.

Moon, moon, moon. Why talk of moon? What moon?

There's Yue Lun!

Yue Lun's next Preceptor-

know who that is?

Daoshi. Know where Daoshi is now?

He's dead.

Know how he died?

I killed him. How?

Guess!

Don't look at me that way. If you do,

I think you can't guess. You or my devilish Old Master

can't guess.

Let me tell you.

I'm demon-possessed.

Hmph.

Rude.

Fu Zi, what's up with Little Bro?

Don't you know what's wrong?

It's serious. I've had no time to report.

Think I don't know?

Sure. Your power is magical.

But you used this Rod to banish Abbot Chen to South Sea.

Tonight, you hit Little Bro's head with it.

I fear, if he survives, he'll be an imbecile.

This brat

is like your Junior Uncle.

His bones are incredibly strong.

Just one blow won't kill him.

His Psychic Power was drained. He'll sleep all night.

That's good for him.

Yes, Fu Zi.

Young Master. Young...

Why hasn't he fetched me?

It's dark already.

Won't Young Master come?

Why'd Young Master lie to me?

Young Master won't lie to me.

If he said he'll come today,

he will come today.

Young Master might not want me anymore!

Perhaps?

At least you should take the money.

Your Little Bro isn't nice,

nor a pure lotus in mud.

But his cold-blooded body

has compassion inside.

It's just hidden deeply.

Wei people still get money he sends.

This bad boy cherishes Miss Sang Sang.

As for you and Little Mo,

he'll respect you

and have Academy loyalty.

Manman. You'd really make the Grand River girl his wife?

This...Fu Zi, I think Little Bro can't decide.

By the way, Fu Zi. His Big Black Umbrella

has, I fear, been noticed by Heaven Pillar. We must be wary.

Hades can't be found, nor its King.

Let alone Hades' King, his Son can't be found.

I said it before.

For unknown and unfathomable matters,

nobody has a right to judge.

And you can't deny any possibilities

in order to exclude an outcome.

Because life means numerous possibilities.

You mean...

I pity that girl, let alone this boy.

Of course, this is unimportant.

I want to see how he chooses his future path.

Manman, take him away.

Yes, Fu Zi.

[Zeng Residence]

Lord Zeng, Madam Zeng. This is His Majesty's intent.

Young Miss is registered as a maid in Mister 13's house.

Please, Great Scholar, let her move back to Old Brush Shoppe.

We were parted for 16 years.

How can we part again?

Even if I must die, I can't agree.

Eunuch Li, what's going on

to involve His Majesty?

Though this is His Majesty's oral decree,

the one who really wants her to move back is

Fu Zi.

Fu Zi?

Fu Zi is back?

You know Fu Zi's words carry weight.

No matter whoever asked,

no-one can take my girl. Lord...

Madam, we must heed Young Miss's opinion.

His Majesty wants you not to stop her.

Shouldn't you two let Miss

come to hear me.

Greetings, Eunuch Li.

Sang Sang, do you know Mister 13 is seriously injured?

[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~