Since arriving in Sort Change, Latifa had to hustle. Hades, planning to extract the worth of fifteen gold bars, called Latifa at the crack of dawn to manage various affairs.

“Dried dates, 500 gyeun for thirty nyang of gold.”

“Expensive. Twentyfive nyang.”

As Hades shook his head, Latifa started to haggle in Imperial language. Even the merchants who insisted they could not lower the price eventually agreed to Hades’ proposed amount, showing he had a knack for business.

“The leather will arrive two days from now if we order now.”

“That’s fine. But if it’s even a day late, claim a penalty of two pun.”

“Uh… what’s two pun?”

“Don’t you know two pun?”

Of course, there were some difficulties as Latifa’s desert language was not perfect, but things generally went smoothly.

Admittedly, the constant whispering and scrutiny from the soldiers watching her and Hades were somewhat uncomfortable, but they would soon be departing.

The imperial prisoners brought by Hades’ soldiers were also gradually being transferred to other smaller countries.

“Seems better dealing with the desert people than the emperor who couldn’t care less.”

“I know, right? I thought we were done for!”

“Being alive is the best.”

“The Empire will be rebuilt. The desert people will simply return to the desert.”

Listening to the murmurs of the empire’s refugees, Latifa lightly smiled. It was a proud moment; she, who couldn’t do anything for her people while in the palace, was now contributing to their survival.

“But did you hear the rumor?”

“What rumor?”

“That a princess has been captured by the desert people?”

At the mention of a princess, Latifa quickly turned her head.

‘Could they have discovered my identity?!’

With a trembling heart, Latifa approached them and asked carefully,

“Um, about the princess, can you explain in detail?”

An old man replied,

“They say the desert people are trying to take a princess to the desert.”

“To the desert? Which princess?!”

“Who was it… There are so many princesses, I can’t remember her name.”

“The one who was very snobbish and had a high nose! The most extravagant one!”

“Ah, yes. The blonde.”

At the mention of blonde hair, Latifa sighed a sigh of relief in secret. But she couldn’t be relieved just yet.

‘If the most extravagant blonde princess…’

The Third Princess, Aris. It could be no one else.

Aris, Latifa’s halfsister, had a powerful maternal family, was intelligent, and had political foresight, often mentioned as a candidate for the next emperor.

“Why are they taking her to the desert? They said all refugees would be released.”

“They probably want to show off their victory in war by taking the bloodline of the defeated country’s leader.”

“Could she be killed if she goes?!”

Surprised, Latifa asked, and the man shrugged.

“From what I heard, they plan to offer her to their king.”

“……Could they really.”

“That kind of princess, she would just get whipped if she stayed in the empire.”

“Right. We don’t need a woman like that!”

“Those royal bastards who sucked our blood. No need to feel sorry for them!”

‘…Princess Aris.’

Latifa remembered the first time she met Princess Aris. It was in the royal library. Aris, who usually didn’t frequent the library and sent her maids or servants instead, was there.

Somehow, she was looking for a book in the library that day when she bumped into Latifa.

However, Aris, unaware that Latifa was also a princess, arrogantly ordered her to fetch a book. She had mistaken her for a maid.
“It makes sense. There were no maids next to me, and the clothes I was wearing weren’t that good either.”

Latifa, who was arrogantly commanded by Aris, just silently handed over the book without the courage to say that she was a princess herself and fled like an arrow.

It was the first and last time I met her. Always brilliant and shining, Aris and Latifa were different from the world they lived in.

“Princess Aris is alive. That’s a relief.”

I’ve never thought of her as a family, but it was a little comforting to think that there is at least one royal lineage left, which I thought was all dead.

“But if Hades knows I’m a princess, will he catch me too…”

Stop talking nonsense. Aris and I are completely different. Aris is good at horseback riding, excels in manners, and has been studying politics and economics steadily. Timid Latifa, you are completely different.

The clear answer came immediately in her head.

“He would just kill something like me.”

Latifa hugged the rolls in her arms with a bitter smile. There was still a pile of work that Hades had ordered left.

The large tent inside was crude, but still properly equipped, giving off a fairly elegant atmosphere.

Gorgeous wool carpet and oil lamp. A large fireplace and a beautiful patterned incense burner. On the bed lined with soft silk cushions, layers of fluttery silk blankets were stacked.

A falcon for contact was even sitting on the gold torch next to it, sorting out its feathers.

“The departure schedule seems to be pulled forward by half a month.”

Male lead is a Destined Young Husband (Female-dominant)

One-sentence summary: Wife-master, listen to my explanation!

Li Ruantang, a young lady from a prestigious family, stumbled and fell. When she woke up, she saw a noble and beautiful young man sitting by her bedside, wiping away tears.

The young master had slightly reddened eyes, and his every move exuded charm.

The sight made Li Ruantang’s eyes hot and her heart flutter. After all, she had made a bet with the young master Meng from the neighboring family. If she couldn’t marry a husband before the end of the year, she would have to admit defeat and give up the jade she had worked so hard to obtain.

Outside the window, the flowers were in full bloom.

Rather than losing the bet, the jade, and her face, Li Ruantang calculated that it would be better to seek marriage with the young master in front of her, killing three birds with one stone.

…

Meng Jun never thought that an accident during a spring outing would lead to them rolling down a cliff and into a river, yet still survive.

Now they were trapped in an unknown village, and Meng Jun had overheard that the family who had rescued them had their own intentions.

After all, it was Li Ruantang who had lost her mind and sought marriage first. He was only trying to protect himself!

Glancing at Li Ruantang, who was listing her own merits, the young husband’s voice softened, and he blushed as he lied, “W-wife-master, Wife-master, don’t you remember me?”

The young husband’s voice was clear and handsome, coaxing Li Ruantang’s heart to be soft and sweet, and she spared no effort to protect him.

It wasn’t until they returned to the capital that Li Ruantang suddenly remembered.

When they had fallen off the cliff, in order not to implicate Wei Yunruo, whom he secretly admired, the young husband had instead pulled her, who was slightly farther away, down the cliff with him…

Short summary by Yuushi L: Initially, the male lead (ML) liked another girl, while the female lead (FL) liked the ML. Both fell off a cliff. The FL temporarily lost her memory, and the ML, fearing others might take advantage of him, claimed FL was his wife while they were staying in a village. Later, when they returned home, the FL regained her memories and remembered that the ML liked someone else, so she kept her distance from him. However, during their time living together in the countryside, the ML’s view of the FL had completely changed. From this point, his pursuit of the FL begins.

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