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On his way out, he stops to tell his brother he's going to town to pick up some books.
“At this hour?” Nie Mingjue asks, skeptical.
“The books arrived this afternoon, and I just got the message, Dage.”
Nie Mingjue frowns. “Huaisang, you know that I don’t interfere with your activities, even though I think you should spend more time training instead. You’re grown up now.”
Nie Huaisang isn’t sure how to react to that. “Dage?”
“Things are different now, Huaisang. You’re going to be Jiang Wanyin’s consort. You can’t be seen frequenting brothels.”
Huaisang’s eyes widen. If his brother thinks that’s where he’s going, he may simply forbid him to leave.
“Dage, I’m not going to a brothel, I promise.”
Nie Mingjue simply looks at him.
“I was going to have dinner at the restaurant I like. On my own. I swear,” he says, trying to sound calm and reasonable and most of all, trying not to whine.
“You need to be mindful of your reputation in a way you haven't had to be. That's all.”
“I'm not stupid! I realize things are different. I wouldn’t do that now.”
Nie Mingjue lets out a long breath. “Fine, I trust that you genuinely want to marry Jiang Wanyin and you’ll think twice before doing anything that puts that at risk. But make sure to come find me when you get home, Huaisang. I’ll be waiting.”
No doubt to make sure he isn’t drunk. It also means he can’t stay out too late with Jiang Cheng. Nie Huaisang forces himself to put on a smile. “Of course, Dage!”
“At this hour?” Nie Mingjue asks, skeptical.
“The books arrived this afternoon, and I just got the message, Dage.”
Nie Mingjue frowns. “Huaisang, you know that I don’t interfere with your activities, even though I think you should spend more time training instead. You’re grown up now.”
Nie Huaisang isn’t sure how to react to that. “Dage?”
“Things are different now, Huaisang. You’re going to be Jiang Wanyin’s consort. You can’t be seen frequenting brothels.”
Huaisang’s eyes widen. If his brother thinks that’s where he’s going, he may simply forbid him to leave.
“Dage, I’m not going to a brothel, I promise.”
Nie Mingjue simply looks at him.
“I was going to have dinner at the restaurant I like. On my own. I swear,” he says, trying to sound calm and reasonable and most of all, trying not to whine.
“You need to be mindful of your reputation in a way you haven't had to be. That's all.”
“I'm not stupid! I realize things are different. I wouldn’t do that now.”
Nie Mingjue lets out a long breath. “Fine, I trust that you genuinely want to marry Jiang Wanyin and you’ll think twice before doing anything that puts that at risk. But make sure to come find me when you get home, Huaisang. I’ll be waiting.”
No doubt to make sure he isn’t drunk. It also means he can’t stay out too late with Jiang Cheng. Nie Huaisang forces himself to put on a smile. “Of course, Dage!”