Hades sent a signal to summon the Sultan’s lineage, but Luhan remained rooted to his spot.
“Irurgos, now is the time. This is the signal from General Hades! You must go out now!”
Irurgos, standing next to Luhan, began to urge him.
However, because of a single word stuck in his head, Luhan couldn’t move easily.
“Hades’s Frau…”
Latifa was currently striving to be the happiness of her close friend, Hades.
If Luhan walked out there now, revealing his identity and accepting the Golden Lion’s greeting, it was certain that Latifa would be remembered by everyone at the Grand Bazaar as Hades’s Frau.
He knew she would be a slave to Caleb’s whims, but a Frau?
The plan Luhan had to bring Latifa over by offering some gold coins had evaporated.
Even if he had a mountain of gold coins, he couldn’t buy the happiness of his close friend.
Would Hades even consider selling her before that?
“Ugh!”
Luhan suddenly gagged, closing his mouth against a wave of nausea.
“Prince, are you alright?”
“It’s fine, Irurgos. It’s just the nauseating smell of blood.”
Irurgos, convinced that the prince’s weak stomach couldn’t handle the smell of blood oozing from the Golden Lion’s wounds, supported him with a worried gaze as they looked down at the stadium.
“Prince, I think you still need to go out now.”
Supported by Irurgos, Luhan staggered, his hand going into the pocket of his robe to fumble with a bracelet inside.
It was a gift Luhan had prepared for when he would reunite with Latifa.
A small but beautiful silver bracelet inlaid with a pattern of peonies made of white diamond and opal.
“Don’t forget, Prince Tarek is also present here.”
Irurgos spoke sympathetically, seeing the pallor of Luhan’s face.
If Luhan didn’t go out now, Tarek, struggling with a shoulder injury, might seize the opportunity.
At the mention of Prince Tarek, Luhan suddenly looked up.
Luhan was the legitimate prince who was expected by all and would become the Sultan in the future.
He looked down at the stadium where Hades and Latifa were, while fiddling with the bracelet in his robe’s pocket.
It was only a few seconds, but to him, it felt like an eternity had passed. Luhan broke into a cold sweat and slowly opened his lips.
“Irurgos.”
Luhan turned his head, again barely holding back the rising nausea.
The smell of the lion’s blood was irrelevant.
However, looking down at Hades and Latifa, who stood like Ignis and Calendae, the sun and the moon, he couldn’t contain his discomfort.
It seemed akin to the despair coming from losing a competition between males.
If Luhan took Latifa, she would merely become an imperial palace maid at best.
But what about Hades?
He had already made her a goddess, receiving the worship of the desert people.
“Prince!”
Never had the word “prince” been so unwanted.
What was the bloodline of the Emperor worth? I couldn’t even offer a single flower to the woman I desired.
Grinding his teeth against the incoming dizziness, Luhan muttered.
“Irurgos. Can someone as weak as me… really be called the heir to the Sultan?”
Irurgos firmly saluted and said,
“Strength isn’t only physical, as you’ve always emphasized, Prince. Under the protection of the desert gods, with wisdom and kindness, the only one to guide Grand Bazaar’s populace is you, Prince Luhan.”
With Irurgos’s faithful words, Luhan’s eyes lit up, and he slowly rose.
“…Yes. Only me. Who else could there be?”
[Star Icon][Star Icon]Latifa looked anxiously at Hades.
Before stepping into the stadium, Latifa had briefly seen General Hades and Prince Tarek sitting in the royal box. Now, Prince Tarek was crouched on the ground, having taken the brunt of a lion’s claw.
‘Isn’t that prince the one backed by General Hades?’
Latifa looked away, her attention on the crowd, finding it strange that General Hades, who was rumored to be of sultanic lineage, was ignoring him.
‘So there must be another prince. Why hasn’t he shown himself yet?’
Minutes hadn’t even passed, but it felt like an eternity. Cold sweat started to form on her palms.
In truth, her legs had lost their strength a while ago. If she didn’t concentrate, she’d collapse then and there.
And then, somewhere in the royal box, a large torch moved.
“The sultanic lineage is here, Hades!”
A man, clad in a robe of deep hues from head to toe, was holding the torch and walking towards Latifa and Hades, proclaiming loudly.
A soft gust of wind blew, as if the hot sun had set, causing his hat to fall off.
Beneath it, his dark brown hair and the regal, graceful expression of royalty were revealed. More than anything, his handsome face led the crowd to cheer in unison.
“Luhan! Luhan! Luhan!”
“Prince Luhan is here! He was here all along?!”
“He’s amazing! If anyone is of the sultanic lineage, it has to be Prince Luhan!”
While everyone was wrapped in an euphoria of cheers, Latifa could only stare blankly.
‘Is that…Luhan? The same Luhan who saved me in the marketplace? He’s a prince of the Grand Bazaar?’
As Latifa inwardly gasped, Hades joyfully rushed to kneel before Luhan, paying his respects.
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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