“For meals… he’ll appreciate anything left over from what you eat.”
“Chikchik! Chik! (Leftovers from a meal for the gods! Serve it on a new plate!)”
“Just leave him in the fountain like that. It’ll play by itself.”
“I-Is it really okay?”
“Yeah. Just leave him there, and you do your job.”
Mu needed to recover his strength. There’s a lot more for Mu to do in the future.
I looked at the hamster swimming and diving in the fountain, or rather, the holy water, with a cold, indifferent gaze.
“Elihu. Is there something like that here?”
“Yes? What…”
“A portrait of the goddess Semula.”
I suddenly became curious about the hamster’s original appearance. At my question, Elihu nodded enthusiastically with a bright expression.
“Of course! This is a place dedicated to worshiping the goddess Semula! It’s right here!”
Upon mentioning Semula, Elihu quickly forgot about the hamster submerged in the water. She happily ran to the top of the high priest’s prayer room.
I glanced at Mu before following Elihu.
The top of the high priest’s prayer room.
Statues of angels singing and statues blowing horns of happiness were lined up. I strolled through the center carefully.
“I haven’t seen it myself, but there were high priests who saw the goddess Semula incarnate before. They wanted to leave her appearance here by calling for a painter each time they saw her.”
Elihu stopped walking. Then, at the top, several paintings were visible.
I raised my head and looked at the painting of the goddess Semula, the original form of hamster Mu, with admiration.
“The appearance of the goddess Semula seen by the high priests was all the same.”
Golden hair that shone like the summer sun down to her waist. Slightly raised dark eyebrows and golden eyes that seemed to swallow up all the worries of the world.
Distinctive and clear facial features.
She looked gentle but strict, like a stern goddess who doesn’t easily show mercy.
“It’s the goddess Semula.”
Elihu gathered her hands and closed her eyes as if praying.
Goddess Semula. Just looking at the painting overwhelmed me, making me forget even to breathe.
It was just a painting. Still, I felt like my body’s energy recognized its master, swirling towards her.
Unconsciously, at the moment when I reached out to touch the painting of the goddess Semula.
“Chikchik! Chik! (Hey! Where did everyone go without me?)”
Mu’s voice from behind suddenly woke me up. I quickly pulled back the hand reaching for the painting and half-turned my body.
At the top, where we weren’t visible, hamster Mu was hanging on the edge, shouting.
“Chik! Chikchikchik! Chikchik! (Except me! Did you go to eat something delicious? Did you go to get gems? I’m going too! Take me with you!)”
“…To say such things with that face. Really.”
“What? Your Majesty?”
“No, I’m talking to myself. It would have been better not to see it.”
It would have been better not to know that this handsome face is a parasite that only highlights delicious things and gems!
I looked at hamster Mu with a cold, indifferent gaze and then turned my head.
After leaving hamster Mu to Elihu, I left the Divine Altar.
“Are you going back right away?” Clint asked, reaching out his hand in front of the carriage. The shock of seeing the real face of Queen Samuelah still lingered, making my head feel numb.
“No. Let’s walk a little.”
Since Clint was with me anyway, there was nothing to fear.
“Yes. I will follow.”
After instructing the coachman to wait here, I turned around and strolled slowly. The surroundings of the Grand Pavilion were clean and well-managed, thanks to the constant attention of the officials.
“Clint.”
“Yes.”
“If there is a dangerous person targeting Revanpel.”
“Yes.”
“Clint, wouldn’t it be safer for you to protect Revanpel?”
I glanced at Clint. His expression remained unchanged even with my question.
“I came to the capital and the palace to protect the Queen.”
“That’s true.”
“And Your Majesty is strong. If you were only worried to that extent, you wouldn’t have ascended to the throne. The throne… is even more intense.”
It wasn’t a wrong statement. I knew that the struggle for the throne was fierce. The Lupion Kingdom, with Karayan as a high-ranking elemental mage, had resolved its disputes without the need for conflict, but in general, other countries shed blood in the struggle for power.
“And.”
“Yes?”
“Your Majesty has been training with me in the morning, and your swordsmanship has improved even more these days.”
Were they really training? The faces of the dying Revanpel and the resurrected one came to mind.
“Since Your Majesty is worried, I will… adjust the training volume for a while.”
“To decrease it?”
“No. I will increase it. When your skills improve, there will be no need to worry about your safety.”
Why does the conversation always end up like this?
“Don’t worry, Your Majesty. I will take responsibility and ensure that no one can harm you.”
Isn’t it usually, “I will take responsibility and protect you”?
I forced a smile and silently apologized to Revanpel and the resurrected one in my mind.
“Your Majesty!”
It was then. A person wearing priestly robes, with long silver hair flowing, enthusiastically ran towards me.
Clint hurriedly tried to block me, but the priest grabbed my hand before he could.
“Your Majesty! Thank you so much for saving us from the epidemic at the Grand Pavilion last time!”
Ah… Wasn’t he one of the priests during the epidemic at the Grand Pavilion? I nodded at Clint, indicating that it was okay, and then smiled at the priest who shook hands with me.
“It seems fine, thankfully. But you don’t need to be grateful to me. It wasn’t something I did.”
“Really?”
Huh?
The grip on my hand tightened. I tried to pull my hand away in surprise, but his strength was too strong.
“Wasn’t it really Your Majesty who did it? The Grand Priest doesn’t have that kind of divine power.”
“…”
“I thought Your Majesty saved us.”
The priest’s eyes gleamed coldly. I recognized the face beyond the priestly robes. I had seen that face somewhere before, and my heart raced with tension.
“Your Majesty, please answer.”
I remembered. I softly whispered his name with a pale face.
“…Generba.”
As the name was uttered, Clint drew his sword threateningly and pushed the priest in front of me.
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
