A Different Husband Every Night (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 15
Hot lips met once more. Breath mingled, leaving a burning sensation.
Unconsciously, I focused all my senses on this softness.
It was slightly different from the kiss at our wedding—then, he’d pressed forward fiercely, as if to quench all the thirst he’d held back until now.
Levanfel wasn’t impatient. Sweet juice seeped in gently, spreading warmth throughout my body.
Carefully. Warmly. Slowly.
His warmth made me feel cozy.
‘Just a little more…’
Without realizing it, I reached out and wrapped my arms around Levanfel’s neck, pulling him closer.
It was like an indescribable addiction.
I clung to him as though yearning for a desire that could never be fulfilled.
“Huh…!”
Suddenly, I felt strength draining rapidly from my body—an utterly unfamiliar sensation that startled even me.
My balance faltered as my strength vanished, and I swayed unsteadily.
Eyes snapping open in alarm, I saw Levanfel’s face right before me—equally flustered, just like me.
The Levanfel whose hair was turning white.
“…!”
And the moment Levanfel’s hair turned completely white—
“Teriella!”
My legs gave out entirely, and I sank to my knees where I stood.
Levanfel quickly broke the kiss and caught me.
I blinked, bewildered, clinging almost helplessly to his arms.
“Are you alright?”
“My strength just suddenly vanished…”
After a moment, strength slowly returned to my limbs. Even after I managed to stand on both feet again, Levanfel still looked deeply shaken.
“…I think I’m alright now.”
It seemed my body had simply gone limp from the shock of an intense kiss I wasn’t used to. Embarrassment flooded over me, and I buried my face in my palms.
Levanfel lifted me gently and carefully laid me down on the bed.
“You might be unwell. I should call a physician.”
“No!”
I shook my head quickly and grabbed the hem of his clothes. Levanfel turned his head, his eyes gleaming distinctly.
‘…Huh?’
Even though I hadn’t consciously channeled holy power yet, I noticed Levanfel’s hair had already turned black again.
‘How did this happen?’
Had I unknowingly infused holy power into him while kissing?
I had no memory of it.
Because during that kiss, my mind had gone utterly blank—leaving no recollection behind at all!
‘What on earth did I do?’
I took a deep breath, wiping my flaming cheeks with my palms.
The reckless, impulsive act I’d committed without thinking sent a shiver through me.
I glanced away shyly, but Levanfel still wore nothing but concern for me.
“…You’re definitely not a siren, right?”
“What?”
“I just suddenly snapped back to my senses… No, sorry. That was nonsense.”
Thankfully, Levanfel’s stern expression softened slightly at my rambling. Smiling faintly, he laid me back onto the bed and brushed my forehead.
“If you were a siren, wouldn’t you lure people with a beautiful song?”
“Just pretend you didn’t hear that. I must not be in my right mind.”
Levanfel rested his chin in his hand, gently sweeping my bangs aside with a smile. A pleasant expression spread across his face like paint.
“Were you seduced by me?”
“…That’s absurd… Heh.”
But I had kissed him precisely because I was seduced—despite it not even being our wedding night.
“So be more careful from now on.”
Levanfel murmured, stroking even a single strand of my hair as if it were utterly precious.
“Otherwise, I might seduce you again at any moment.”
His soft fingers kept brushing my forehead, whispering faintly—a touch so gentle it couldn’t be surpassed.
No one had ever cherished and worried over me like this before.
Seeing someone’s face filled with worry for me for the very first time, I was swept up in the mood and asked,
“…Why did you kiss me?”
“Because I was seduced too.”
Levanfel answered instantly, without the slightest hesitation.
“And the Empress? Why did you return my kiss?”
“…”
I honestly didn’t know. No answer came to mind.
I turned my head slightly to hide my flushed face. In response, Levanfel let out a carefree laugh brimming with happiness.
“You don’t need to answer right now. I’ll wait—take your time and tell me when you’re ready.”
“…Alright.”
“Stop thinking for today and just rest.”
Feeling like a child again, I pressed my lips together tightly and closed my eyes.
Strangely, my heart felt at ease.
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.
.
Click.
Levanfel, having just closed the bedroom door behind him, took only a few steps before collapsing onto the floor like a paper doll.
“Hhhuh…”
Sitting slumped, he raked his fingers through his hair, letting out a sigh. Despite his earlier composure, his face still burned with lingering heat.
He couldn’t quite believe he’d just wrapped his own arms tightly around Teriella’s waist.
Afraid that the feeling might slip away, Levanfel clenched his fists tightly and shut his eyes, longing to relive that beautiful moment again.
That scent. That warmth. That sensation.
Even her startled, involuntary little noises between breaths.
He wanted to devour every single detail and claim it all for himself.
But a voice abruptly interrupted that dazzling moment.
“…Your Majesty?”
Levanfel frowned, lifting his head from his hands—annoyed that his thrilling recollection had been disturbed.
It was Jaerim, who’d been working late on the Emperor’s behalf.
“…No. Why are you staring at me as if you’re about to kill me?”
“Jaerim. You’re truly capable—but equally clueless.”
“If I’m capable, isn’t that enough? Now you want me to be perceptive too? If I were both capable and perceptive, you couldn’t afford me at this salary.”
Jaerim lightly retorted, shaking the bundle of documents in his hand.
“If you’re not spending the night with Her Majesty, how about spending it with me instead?”
“…Last time, you said you didn’t want to spend the night with me, so I refuse.”
“No. I disliked the bedroom—not spending the night with Your Majesty. I’d welcome any night spent with you in the office, wide awake until dawn.”
Jaerim cheerfully tore half the documents from the bundle and handed them to Levanfel.
Seeing Jaerim’s genuinely happy face—the kind that said he’d finally get to finish work and sleep tonight—Levanfel couldn’t refuse any longer.
“…But what exactly were you doing here just now?”
“Reflecting on my lack of self-control.”
“Calling that ‘reflection’ seems a bit… odd—you were smiling.”
“You saw that too?”
“What am I supposed to do? Even from afar, Your Majesty’s features are so striking they’re perfectly clear.”
“Thank you for the compliment, Jaerim.”
“Don’t dodge the question.”
Levanfel brushed off his pants and stood up from where he’d been sitting. Jaerim glanced once at Levanfel, then once toward the Empress’s bedroom behind him.
“Could it be…?”
“Jaerim. What’s with that look—as if you’re staring at someone shameless? Explain yourself immediately why such an irreverent gaze is directed at me.”
“You were just worried about the bridal night… Did Her Majesty refuse, and you forced yourself on her…?”
“What do you even think I am?”
“An Emperor with no patience.”
Though that wasn’t entirely wrong, Levanfel could only click his tongue in annoyance.
“…Wait, then why don’t you deny it?”
“Jaerim. Your perceptiveness only kicks in where it’s completely unnecessary.”
“Didn’t you just insult me for lacking perceptiveness? Lord Semula, please witness this! I suffer under a master with two faces!”
“Enough, Jaerim.”
At Levanfel’s reprimand, Jaerim dropped the jest and followed his master, who’d already started walking toward the office.
“I won’t run away. Just don’t ruin anything and walk slowly.”
“I should run away.”
“Now that you’re married, where exactly would she run off to?”
“…True.”
Unaware of the contractual marriage and Levanfel’s true situation, Jaerim’s well-meaning advice made Levanfel smile bitterly.
“Of course, if Your Majesties’ hearts align well and produce an heir, the Empire’s future will be bright—and that would be wonderful.”
“You just told me to walk slowly.”
“Don’t you know the difference between slow and fast? Between hot and cold. Dangerous and safe.”
“…Does that even make sense? The moment she looks at me with those cute, rabbit-like eyes, my reason has already flown far beyond the horizon.”
Jaerim stared coldly at Levanfel. Though he regretted asking, Levanfel—already deep in his wife-praising mood—wouldn’t stop talking.
“Do you even know how beautiful her emerald eyes, filled with the vitality of life, sparkle? When the wind blows and her pink hair flutters, it’s so enchanting you’d mistake it for falling petals! No one else knows—because no one else sees her this closely!”
“…No. Even up close, only Your Majesty sees Her Majesty that way.”
“Just the sight of her tiny hands and feet moving feels miraculous—and when she occasionally runs, truly…”
“Soon you’ll throw a party just because the Empress breathes.”
“How am I supposed to endure that? Hah.”
Levanfel exhaled a long, suppressed breath.
He’d intended merely to keep her by his side and watch—but ended up holding her hand. He’d meant to be content with just holding her hand—but couldn’t restrain himself and kissed her.
He feared he didn’t even know where this desire would end.
“If Her Majesty appears like a little rabbit to you, then think of it as hunting.”
“…Hunting? You’re telling me to hunt my own wife, Jaerim?”
“No. That’s a misunderstanding—please put that sword down, Your Majesty.”
Jaerim shook his head vigorously in alarm.
“Set a trap and lure your prey. Chasing it down will only exhaust you and scare it away.”
“…Set a trap and lure it?”
“You must move slowly, making her feel safe. And the moment she lets her guard down… well, the rest is up to you.”
Watching Levanfel fall deep in thought, Jaerim turned his attention back to the documents.
‘Of course, Your Majesty’s actual method would be to chase the fleeing rabbit relentlessly until it’s cornered and snatched up.’
Suddenly, Jaerim recalled Levanfel’s earlier words and paused mid-page-turn.
Eyes brimming with life, hair fluttering like petals.
Even Jaerim, who disliked people, strangely felt better whenever he met the Empress, Teriella.
He’d told Teriella he recommended Viscount Liranef for the Emperor’s sake—but truthfully, he’d also done it for her safety.
The more powerful an ally she had at her side, the stronger the Empress’s position would become in this empire.
Strong enough to rival even the Emperor’s throne.
‘…It’s just my imagination.’
Jaerim slowly shook his head.
Yet in his mind, he was already preparing contingency plans for various possible scenarios.
⭐⭐⭐
“…You said you’d be right back. Mew, you liar.”
Mew hadn’t shown up for days already.
The hamster bed and golden exercise wheel I’d commissioned had both arrived—
But their owner was nowhere to be found.
‘Could it be… not enough jewels left as bait?’
I stared quietly at the hamster house, which somehow still felt empty.
Though already dazzlingly ornate, it seemed insufficient to hold Lord Semula.
“Your Majesty, it’s time to depart.”
Phoebe, the newly appointed handmaiden and only daughter of Viscount Leia, called out to me.
Today, a sacred ceremony was being held at the Grand Temple. The High Priest, long absent, had returned, and this was the day to offer a hopeful prayer to the gods, begging them to end the world’s impending doom.
As Emperor and Empress of the Grand Empire, Levanfel and I naturally had to attend.
I headed toward the prepared carriage with Phoebe.
“Phoebe, later could you borrow books about Lord Semula from the Imperial Palace Library and leave them in my bedroom?”
I needed to study what Semula liked so I could decorate the hamster house properly.
If I filled it with things she loved, she’d surely return—and perhaps her heart might even move her to create a new World Tree, saving this world from destruction.
‘But can a World Tree really be made whenever one wishes?’
Since the World Tree itself belonged to the divine realm, I knew nothing about it anyway.
“Empress.”
As I approached the carriage, Levanfel was already waiting for me.
The kiss from days ago nearly flashed through my mind at the sight of his face, but I shook my head firmly, brushing it away.
‘Disappear! Forget!’
This was my first public appearance as Empress since our marriage, so I was a little nervous. I steadied my trembling breath and boarded the royal carriage with Levanfel’s escort.
Once Levanfel had also climbed in, we headed toward the Grand Temple, accompanied by our elite knights.
“Nervous?”
“Of course. My first public event—and it had to be at the Grand Temple.”
“Since it’s a ceremony day, Elihu won’t have time to pay attention to you. Don’t worry. We’ll just stay in our prearranged seats, so there’s no need to be tense.”
“I hope so.”
“Ever since the senior priests volunteered to leave days ago, only two senior priests remain at the Grand Temple besides junior priests and trainee clerics. Elihu will probably be too busy to spare us a thought.”
“I suppose…”
“Don’t worry. I’m right here with you.”
I took a deep breath, trying hard to stay calm.
While I did, the carriage raced on—and before I knew it, we’d arrived at the Grand Temple. I stepped down from the carriage, holding Levanfel’s hand.
Elihu, along with junior priests and trainee clerics, stood waiting in neat lines before the temple entrance.
“We welcome His Imperial Majesty and Her Imperial Majesty.”
Elihu greeted us—especially me—with a serene smile.
‘I already want to run away.’
Just as I tried to avoid Elihu’s gaze by looking into empty air—
‘…Huh?’
Something very familiar appeared above Elihu’s head.
“Chirp! Chirp! (Hurry up, child! You’re late!)”
On top of Elihu’s head, the hamster Mew waved at me cheerfully.
‘Why are you popping out from there…?’
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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