“Your fleeing companions are all safe, brought here by my subordinates. We plan to deliver you to a neutral third country.”
Surprised by the unexpected news that all the refugees were safe, Latifa blinked her eyes.
“All of them?”
She was sure they would take the prisoners of the defeated country and treat them ruthlessly.
“Yes, all of them. I heard my subordinates caught them all over the place.”
Stunned by Hades’ proud statement, Latifa finally regained her senses and asked urgently.
“Even the children?! There were many children there!”
“Yes. As far as I’ve heard, they brought them all. Since none dare to report falsely to me, you can verify it yourself later.”
“Oh……. Thank goodness. Thank goodness.”
At the fact that even the children were all safely gathered, Latifa muttered in Imperial language while brushing her chest. As she washed her face and let out a slightly rough breath, Hades who had been watching her spoke again.
“I’m treating your leg, and even personally distributing food right now. You still seem to be halfasleep not knowing who’s in control.”
At his scolding yet teasing tone, she flinched.
Only then did she realize that if she provoked him, he could harm her and the other Imperial captives. Regretting her foolish mistake, Latifa quickly shut her mouth.
“You were talking a lot, why have you shut up again? It was fun, say more.”
She couldn’t understand what Hades, chuckling as he spoke, intended. Thinking about it, it was strange that he singled her out from the group to treat her like this.
He didn’t know she was a princess and just thought of her as one among the refugees, why such kindness?
There had to be a hidden intention.
As she thought hard with her dizzy head, a past scene brushed past her mind.
Standing in front of Hades with her arms spread was herself. And it was also herself who struggled to avert his gaze. Above all, it was herself who clung desperately to him.
“Oh my.”
‘He seems to be punishing me for trying to deceive him then……!’
No matter how much she thought, there was no other reason.
Wherever she went, it was customary for the highups to punish those who deceived them and there was no clearer reason than that if it was Hades, the general who toppled the empire. Because.
‘Yes. Hades’ nickname was……, Mad Dog!’
As soon as she remembered that, her face instantly went pale. Even in the Imperial palace from which she had fled, his rumors were rampant.
[Dash]His nickname is Mad Dog. He’s apparently crossing the border right now! [Dash]We’ll all be torn apart by Mad Dog! Run away! [Dash]Mad Dog’s fangs are this big and he foams at the mouth!“Ugh…….”,
Latifa, Mad Dog might tear you apart.
At the warning voice echoing in her head, she pressed her lips together and lowered her gaze. It felt like any moment now, he would drop his playful smile and bite her throat.
The reality becoming increasingly clear made her shiver so much that her teeth chattered. It was okay for her to be punished. The ones she was more worried about were the other refugees.
“…….”.
Seeing her suddenly go pale and start shivering, Hades sighed softly and forcefully put an apple he was holding into her hand.
“Phew. Eat this. Every time you speak, you shrink, if you say one more thing, you’ll fall again.”
The hot sensation touching both her hands made her heart pound again. Hades’ voice stuck in her ear.
“We depart at noon. Your leg hasn’t healed yet, so you’ll ride the same horse with me. Rest here until then.”
After saying that, Hades immediately left the tent.
Left alone once again, Latifa, with her still dazed mind, slowly sorted through what had just transpired.
So, they weren’t robbers, and the refugees were still safe.
And she was left here separately to receive some sort of punishment for deceiving him.
Up to that point, everything was within her comprehension.
But the problem was what followed.
She was traveling with Hades?
“To, to ride the same horse…? Why…?”
Faced with a statement that seemed inconsistent, Latifa spent a considerable time pondering if she might be hallucinating.
And until Hades himself hoisted her up onto the horse’s saddle, receiving the curious gazes of numerous desert soldiers, she firmly believed what she had heard was a hallucination.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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