25 Feb 2013

½ Prince V9C2: Feng Long Ming, Part Two

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½ Prince Volume 9: Sequel

Original novel in Chinese by: 御 我 (Yu Wo)

Chapter 2: Feng Long Ming, Part Two – translated by raylight

“Hoho, that boy, he raised a great uproar in the village the moment he was born.” The elderly village chief laughed as he said, “All the girls in the village had chased after him relentlessly, scaring that boy so much that he climbed the fence to leave the village.”

Xiao Xiao Lan swallowed her saliva and asked, “Does he look very handsome?”

“Was said to be Second Life’s number one pretty boy. From what I saw, that boy is indeed good-looking. He is a handsome elf lad with white hair and red eyes.” After saying that, the elderly man chuckled again.

White hair and red eyes… I tried to take note of it in my brain hurriedly, but then I furrowed my brows. Doesn’t this mean Prince is an elf with albinism? Because his whole body is lacking in melanin, it resulted in him having white hair and red eyes? Poor thing!

“Number one pretty boy!” Xiao Xiao Lan’s eyes turned into two hearts, and then she impatiently wanted to drag me outside again, her mouth shouting non-stop, “Quick quick quick! Let’s hurry up and look for Prince. I want to see a pretty boy!”

Continued

28 Jan 2013

½ Prince V9C1: Feng Long Ming, Part One

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½ Prince Volume 9: Sequel

Original novel in Chinese by: 御 我 (Yu Wo)

Chapter 1: Feng Long Ming, Part One – translated by raylight

My name is Feng Long Ming, and I am sixteen this year. Perhaps you may feel that my name is a good name, with the meaning of becoming famous throughout the world just like a dragon. However, I apologize for having to shatter your conjectures. The reason why I am called Feng Long Ming is because my father is called Feng Yang Ming, and my mother is called Long Shui Han. With my parents’ personalities that I know too well, they had probably written out all six words of their names on pieces of paper, and then chose three of them to form a name… Thank God! I wasn’t called Shui Long or Feng Long, or even worse, if they had picked “Feng Shui,” then I really don’t know if I should or shouldn’t go to a Feng Shui master to ask him to take me as a disciple.1

Truthfully, I have never understood how my father and my mother, being so messed-up, managed to raise a sensible kid like me. Could it be the result of things developing in the opposite direction when they become too extreme?

(Wrong! That’s ’cause both your parents and my parents are messed-up, that’s why they would throw a four-year-old girl to a five-year-old boy to take care of. If you, who had started being a replacement father since the age of five, hadn’t become more serious and responsible, the two of us would have been reincarnated a long time ago.)

Continued