“Do you consider what she’s wearing right now as clothes? No, I dare say it might be questionable to even call that attire. O guardians of the heavens, can we truly label that as clothing? Yes, they agree that it’s appropriate to call this a ragged piece.”
“Ugh…! Shut your mouth, crazy dog!”
“Crazy dog, crazy dog, Hades! Ugh, Hades.”
Asti expressed her irritation towards Hades, and Takkan joined in with lively comments.
Hades, unfazed, poured himself another drink, raising his arms towards the sky in a gesture of acknowledgment.
“Oh! Guardians of fruit and needle, they have spoken. Quickly offer a plump, black pig, or their anger won’t subside, Princess!”
“Ugh! I’ll tell… I’ll tell Father about this!”
“Please, everyone calm down! It’s okay, Princess. Hades is always like this. He even calls me the foolish lady of the fallen kingdom.”
Latifa, holding the excited Hades, spoke softly, restraining him.
Thanks to Hades’ strong determination not to send Latifa back to the palace alone, he stuck closely and spent time in the palace.
‘Hades, is that really you? Fighting with a young girl?’
Seeing Latifa’s disapproving gaze, Hades widened his eyes in an unjust manner and gestured, pointing from Latifa’s head to toe, then pretended to slit his throat.
With a sigh, Latifa responded to his gesture of saying, ‘I’d rather die than wear such clothes.’
In fact, he wasn’t entirely wrong in what he said.
The black, sack-like top was adorned with various colors of fabric, such as pink, blue, and yellow, forming strange patterns like circles, triangles, and droplets. The belt was just a rope. Simply a real white rope.
The skills of the maids working in the palace’s sewing room were undoubtedly extraordinary.
Otherwise, reproducing Asti’s grotesque sketch so perfectly without any mistakes would have been impossible.
“What a waste of fabric. The princess should apologize to the weavers, shepherds, and artisans who worked hard to create that fabric.”
“Hades, your words are too harsh.”
“No. The procession of the Grand Bazaar is a sacred place called the Artipisium, where weavers from the Grand Bazaar compete, and the best works are chosen. If it’s severe, it’s even worse that the Sultan couldn’t win against the tantrum of a young princess.”
“Ugh…!”
As if struck by a revelation, Asti murmured in Latifa’s arms.
“Princess, they have strived and honed their skills every year to participate in the procession and showcase their talents. The number of garments featured in the procession is limited. Always remember that someone unjustly lost that position because of you.”
“Oh? Really?”
If Hades’ words were true, it was a bit regrettable for those people.
“Don’t speak so lightly without knowing! I… I… I have to pinch the nose of Shyrac Ora-brother who despises me!”
Asti turned her head sharply, as if something had irritated her.
Unable to endure it, Hades stood up and, bringing his face close to Asti, asked in a low voice.
“What is the ‘precise’ goal of the pig princess?”
“To defeat Brother Shyrac!”
Asti replied, clenching her fist.
“How?”
“By creating clothes more wonderful than Brother’s!”
“Oh, the criteria for ‘wonderful’ are?”
“People cheering and everyone imitating when they wear it would be wonderful!”
At the extremely childlike answer, Hades pressed his forehead, as if his head hurt.
With Hades’ inquiries, Latifa also had something come to mind and spoke to the princess.
“Then, Princess, shouldn’t you consider making me your model?”
“Why? Latifa, do you dislike me too?”
Asti immediately held Latifa’s hand, looking on the verge of tears.
“I have fair skin. Certainly, this color might suit me, but it doesn’t match at all with the people of the desert. People won’t like it.”
“Gasp! This is a big problem, Asti! Latifa is from the Empire!”
“Ahh!”
As if realizing it just now, Asti was truly shocked, and Takkan also flew around shouting loudly.
Hades clenched his fist and said firmly, “Moreover, you’ve got the wrong means for your purpose. The artisans in the Artipisium don’t present clothes in the Grand Bazaar Parade for beauty or applause.”
Mercautus is a festival for traders.
“If that’s the case, then what they want is…”
“Money. It’s money.”
At Latifa’s response, Hades showed a satisfied smile.
“If the princess insists on displaying that dress, it’s a loss for her reputation, a loss for the customers who couldn’t buy beautiful clothes, a loss for the remaining merchants who couldn’t present clothes in the Grand Bazaar Parade because of the princess, a loss for Mercautus’s prestige, a loss for the honor of the Sultan who forcibly placed the princess, and… a loss for my honor for having this rag on me!”
Hades emphasized only the part about his loss, pressing down on the princess’s pride.
“Ugh…”
“It’s full of losses.”
When Latifa responded with a worried expression, Asti, clenching her chubby fist again, confidently asked Hades.
“Then what should I do, crazy dog! Since you’re a general and a crazy dog, you should know an easy way to defeat Brother Shyrac Ora!”
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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