Soon, as the mane of the golden lion gleaming under the sunset light of the Grand Bazaar fluttered softly, the hood of the robe covering her face fell off.
The last sunlight splitting darkness and light sparkled on her beautiful silver hair, and people who saw it burst into cheers like thunder.
“Goddess of the Moon, Calendula! She tamed the golden lion!”
“The golden lion, untamable by anyone, is kneeling before a mere woman! This is a miracle!”
“General Hades, who brought such a woman, is impressive indeed……! Look at that moonlike skin and hair!”
‘I did it……!’
At this point, no one saw her as a prisoner or a trophy of the empire.
“The guardian of the desert night and the king of beasts will come down to your kingdom, Grand Bazaar, and pay their respects to you! Who is the rightful bloodline of the Sultan, your king, to accept this greeting?!”
Latifa sent a confident signal to the handsome blackhaired man staring at her from the stands.
‘It’s your turn now, Hades. Finish this play for your master well.’
They were now the perfect accomplices deceiving the entire Grand Bazaar.
“My Frau. My goddess calls us.”
Hades, who had once been nothing more than a filthy and insignificant refugee of a ruined nation, burst into delightful laughter as he saw her transform into a true goddess. He pulled on the shoulder of the first prince of the Sultan, Luhan, who was standing next to him.
“All mine. From that silver head to the white toes, all of it.”
Yet, his gaze was solely directed at her, holding the same intense heat as when he first met her.
[Star Icon][Star Icon]Once a grand salon, undoubtedly the grand social gathering place for the noble ladies of the empire, it had now become a ruined shelter for refugees of the crumbling empire.
“Hush.”
Latifa pressed herself against a corner of the wall in the salon.
“Ah.”
A groan threatened to escape her lips as a massive pain crept up on her at the slightest movement of her ankle. However, she quickly shut her mouth, stopping any sound from coming out.
It was an injury from a short while ago when she had gone out to gather food. Unable to eat properly, she had stumbled, fallen, and injured her ankle on something, which had begun to swell ever since.
“Mommy…….”
At that moment, the little girl standing next to Latifa started to whimper with fear. Afraid that the child would start crying out loud, she gently covered her mouth with her other hand.
‘It’s okay. Everything will be okay.’ As if to say this, she gently comforted the child, who stopped sobbing and quietly stood by her side.
The Tania Empire was brought down by the darkskinned, darkhaired desert tribes.
“A completely useless country. Even though we paid so much in taxes…….”
At a woman’s curses, the people nodded their heads as if in agreement.
Indeed, strictly speaking, it was not the desert tribes who had robbed the splendid empire of everything. The direct cause was the luxury and hedonism of the Emperor of the Tania Empire and the nobility, and their frequent civil wars.
Isn’t it easier to unite against a common enemy? In order to prevent civil wars, the Emperor of Tania embarked on a reckless punitive expedition into the desert, declaring that the enemy of the empire was outside. The result was an obvious defeat. With the invasion of their territory, the rotten empire quickly crumbled under the retaliatory attacks of the infuriated desert people.
“There’s another group here! Drive them in!”
“Don’t kill them all, gather them in one place! You know if even one escapes, we lose the value of one slave, right?!”
A frightening hunting dog barked, and people outside were running around, kicking up dust. Beside them, bandits were herding the refugees of the empire like cattle, surrounding them.
‘The horses’ whinnies sound very tired. They will retreat soon……!’
Now that the empire had collapsed, all they could do was hide quietly, avoiding the lawless men.
“Mommy!”
Just then, a tiny cry burst out. Latifa comforted Eirin, a little girl she had met in the crowd, and held her in her arms.
“Shh, it’s okay. They don’t have time to search here thoroughly. From the sounds of it, the horses and camels seem quite tired. The looting will be over soon.”
“But, how do you know that, Lat…sniff.”
“I know because I’m an adult.”
Latifa gave a small smile and gently pinched the girl’s cheek.
But even her own hands were trembling slightly. She was as scared as the child, but she didn’t want to scare the child more, so she couldn’t do anything else but caress her gaunt cheeks.
[Dash] Woof, woof! Woof!Suddenly, a hunting dog with a long snout and not much fur stuck its head through a hole in the broken wall.
“Oh….! Lat…we’re done for now!”
As Eirin tightly clenched her skirt and closed her eyes, Latifa’s heart sank.
The hound, having discovered several people hiding amidst the ruins, promptly turned its head and assumed a stance to signal its owner.
‘What to do…!’
“Sister!”
Latifa, panting heavily, quickly turned her head.
‘Yes! If I’m lucky, somehow…!’
[Dash] Whistle!
Having thought up a plan, she swiftly whistled to distract the dog’s attention, then ushered Erin behind her.
“Are you out of your mind?!”
The one who softly erupted in anger at Latifa was Brenda, a middleaged woman who had continuously acted as the leader of the group. She was particularly harsh toward people who were frail, and who were of little help to the group due to their lack of skills or physical strength.
Latifa, who was weak, was exactly that type of person. Therefore, Brenda frequently berated Latifa, even reducing her portion of food by half, claiming that she couldn’t properly gather food or firewood, and that she didn’t do anything useful.
There was nothing Latifa could do about this injustice. She was in a position where she had to bow her head in gratitude just for being accepted into the group of refugees.
“Brenda, I’ll try to send them away quietly…”
There was no guarantee that the plan she had in mind would work, but if they were going to be caught either way, they had to do something.
Cold sweat trickled down from the tense Latifa’s forehead, and her vision blurred. Nevertheless, she quickly fumbled in her front pocket, pulled out a half of a dry, twisted piece of bread, and whispered to the dog.
“Good boy. We’re not bad people. We won’t harm you… Can you quietly pass by?”
“She’s lost it! She’s gone mad! Do you think that dog will listen to you?”
Brenda grumbled that the young girl’s mind must be blank to act in such a way. With Brenda whimpering about them all being doomed in the background, Latifa concentrated on facing the hunting dog.
‘Oh God, please make a spirit appear…!’
With a desperate plea, she prayed to the possibly nonexistent sole god of the empire and watched the dog’s reaction.
Just a few seconds passed as she strained to maintain her blurry vision and stared at the hound.
“…please.”
It felt like an eternity, and beyond the distant feeling that stretched on, a silvery wisp, like smoke, rose from the hunting dog.
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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