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Harchen took the cigar offered by Calip and went out to the terrace outside his office. At that moment, Bern entered the White Palace garden on horseback, leading the empress’s horse.

Is she going out for some fresh air?

He lifted his head toward the sky. The winter sun, its heat subsided, cast a cold light.

It must be quite chilly.

He briefly imagined riding through the early winter forest with Patricia. It would be nice to share a deep kiss in the quiet woods.

Harchen looked back into his office. He smiled as he saw Philip neatly stacking the documents he had sorted on top of the tower-like pile of papers on the desk.

He went down the outdoor stairs to see if Patricia was dressed warmly enough.

Well, if she tempts me, I might sneak away for a bit, though I’d feel bad for Philip.

Patricia?

Before Harchen could finish descending the stairs, a black figure rushed out quickly. In a hurried manner, Patricia swiftly mounted her horse and spurred it into motion.

He lowered the cigar he was about to put in his mouth and stared blankly at her rapidly disappearing figure.

She was wrapped from head to toe in a black robe, clearly intended to conceal her identity rather than for warmth.

Fortunately, Bern followed like a shadow. He could get a report from Bern about her movements after they returned.

As Harchen climbed the stairs, he recalled that he hadn’t heard anything about the empress’s schedule to leave the palace.

Every morning, the head chamberlain and head lady-in-waiting reported the schedules of the imperial couple respectively.

He went to his office and irritably shook the call bell.

“Your Majesty, did you call?”

“Tell me the empress’s schedule for today again.”

The head chamberlain reported exactly the same as he had in the morning.

“According to that schedule, the empress should be preparing for tea with the young ladies now. Go and check.”

“Pardon?”

“Go to the Botanic Garden with the head lady-in-waiting and report back.”

The emperor lit his cigar and went to sit on a bench under the lilac tree in the White Palace garden.

The imperial couple shared their schedules and spent their evenings and nights together at Aster Palace after finishing their joint and individual schedules.

Harchen would finish work at the time agreed upon with Philip and ride to Aster Palace.

At the time when the sky was dyed red by the sunset falling on his back as he rode, he always looked forward to and felt excited about the time to rush to her. It was a season of utmost fulfillment.

This morning too, Harchen woke up first and gazed lovingly at her sleeping form, still bearing traces of the night.

If he followed his desire, he would have wanted to wake her somehow, but she always whined about not getting enough sleep in the morning.

Even as she whined, she would burrow into his chest while sleeping. As he was painfully restraining himself, her bright blue eyes suddenly opened.

Inwardly cursing, he picked her up and rose. After placing her in the bathtub, he washed himself under the shower mounted on the wall.

Sitting amidst the white cloud-like bubbles, she yawned and stretched her arms. His gaze involuntarily turned towards her.

Harchen barely suppressed the urge to touch her as he lathered his body.

Patricia placed her hands on her bent knees and watched his large back streaming with foam, her cheeks tinged pink.

Haa. What are you staring at so intently?

Harchen’s breathing grew increasingly ragged under her fixed gaze.

“Harchen…!”

“Hm, what?”

She was about to say something but covered her mouth with her white hand. Her blue eyes were wide with surprise. Harchen knew what she was surprised at. Even the abundant foam couldn’t hide his body.

“Stop looking.”

He said in a husky, locked voice.

“It’s normal in the morning.”

“I see, I thought something was wrong.”

Haa, what are you saying.

Harchen turned the faucet towards cold water and roughly rinsed off the foam.

Turning abruptly, he put on the bathrobe placed on the marble cabinet and walked down the corridor lined with aquatic plants.

Stopping to catch his breath, he went back into the bathroom, lifted her body, and carried her to the bedroom.

She was the one who had clawed at his chest and let out beautiful moans.

The shape of her parted lips, the milk-white hills that had swayed and bounced, the slender and soft waist that had fit in one hand – as he recalled these, his evenly flowing blood reversed course and rushed to one place.

He exhaled the rising curses along with the cigar smoke and tilted his head back to look at the bare branches of the lilac tree.

And that same woman had disappeared before his eyes as a black figure.

As I thought… did she go there?

Harchen sucked hard on the cigar, but no more smoke came out. Just then, the head chamberlain approached and bowed.

“Your Majesty, Her Majesty the Empress has moved the location of the tea party from the Botanic Garden to Bolas Palace.”

“And where is the empress?”

“The head lady-in-waiting thought she was at Bolas Palace, so I went there myself, but only Princess Isabella was there, and the young ladies hadn’t arrived yet.”

An outing without the head lady-in-waiting’s knowledge, is it.

Harchen stood up from the chair and instructed the head chamberlain to bring Bern when the empress arrived, without showing any reaction.

He entered his office and called for Calip.

“Calip, starting tomorrow, attach a shadow to the empress. Someone Bern doesn’t know.”

“As you command.”

Unable to wait for Bern, Harchen went out to the office terrace four or five more times. On his seventh trip to the terrace, he heard the clop-clop of unhurried hoofbeats.

Her shadow stretched long and weak on the ground.

Unlike her spirited departure at midday, her deflated and dispirited appearance irritated Harchen.

Harchen waited for her to turn her head towards him.

So that he could naturally greet her, and she could explain that she had left in a hurry earlier without speaking, and reveal where she had been and whom she had met…!

He was planning to dismiss it as understandable and then discuss precautions for the future. However, as expected.

How consistent. Not even a single glance.

Without turning her gaze towards the terrace where Harchen stood or the office, she went around the precisely trimmed shrubs and entered the White Palace.

“As long as she’s alive, it’s fine. We’ll meet someday. The sooner the better.”

“Is that… all?”

“What, should there be more?”

That wasn’t all.

My empress went to meet that bastard.

Harchen had excellent insight. If he concentrated his intuition and thought about it, he could guess. Eden hadn’t agreed to meet her.

Because his life was important. That’s why she returned with a dejected expression. But how long would he hold out if she persisted like this?

His heart burned with jealousy aroused by possessiveness.

Harchen glanced at her back as she removed her hood and entered his office.

“Calip, when Bern arrives, bring him to the reception room.”

No sooner had he finished speaking than Bern knocked. Harchen opened the connecting door and went to the reception room, picked up the sword mounted on the wall, placed it on the table, and sat down.

Bern flinched at the sight of the sword on the table. The pale skin of his face trembled.

“Bern, do you know what you did wrong?”

“Yes, Your Majesty. I, I should have in-informed you before the de-departure. But…”

Calip, standing behind Bern, stroked his arm.

“Bern, relax and speak calmly.”

Then he glanced at the emperor’s expression and reached for the sword on the table.

“Leave it.”

At the emperor’s cold words, Calip withdrew his empty hand. Bern approached the emperor and knelt down.

“Your Majesty, Her Majesty the Empress already knew.”

*

The day after returning from Tane, Patricia asked Bern to sit on the sofa in her office.

“Lord Bern! That day. The day it poured rain. You knew about the black-haired man in the emperor’s office, didn’t you?”

“…”

“My lord, right? The person I’m thinking of…?”

“…”

The blood drained from Bern’s tanned face, leaving it pale.

“Tell me, what was his name again?”

“I, I heard it was Count Otto Cavanian.”

“That’s not it. The name I want to hear isn’t that one.”

Bern’s heart ached as he recalled the empress’s crumbling expression when Patrick spoke of Eden’s death in Tane.

When the empress named Calip, Lean, and then Bern, asking to visit Eden’s grave, a hot stone seemed to lodge itself in his chest.

The deceased Eden Patterson had become the recluse Otto Cavanian.

It was a matter of life and death and needed to be thoroughly concealed. However, Bern wondered if he shouldn’t tell the truth to the empress.

“Thanks to him, Harchen wasn’t hurt.”

“…”

“Is there any reason to hide it from me specifically? Are you afraid I might reveal it? Besides, I asked Harchen and confirmed it during the wedding in Tane.”

“Ah… yes.”

Bern felt relieved that she had found out through the emperor.

“So I want to meet him.”

“What? Your Majesty, that’s a bit…”

“He was my knight. I should at least thank him. If Annie went missing, I would search for her to the end. Lord Bern, you would do the same in a similar situation.”

The hot stone lodged in Bern’s chest surged up to his throat at her tear-filled voice.

He had watched the empress more closely than anyone. She was different from ordinary noble ladies, no, from all people. Regardless of status, she observed and respected people, especially those smaller and weaker than herself, without prejudice.

He recalled how she was genuinely kind to the orphan girls at the poorhouse, and how she had wailed in front of the death of the strict maid Eva.

Indeed. If the maid Annie and Bern suddenly went missing one day, the empress would not give up and would search for them to the end.

“Find out where Eden Patterson, no, Otto Cavanian is currently living.”

“Your Majesty, I don’t think the emperor will allow a meeting.”

“Do I need Harchen’s permission? Why?”

“Well, that’s…”

His Majesty the Emperor is possessive and jealous of Lord Eden.

Bern couldn’t utter such disloyal words. The empress was determined to meet the recluse Otto Cavanian no matter how much he tried to dissuade her.

Having made a grave decision, Bern passed by the corridor leading to the emperor’s office and went to the administrative office. His heart chilled as he walked past the corridor in front of the office.

Bern asked the clerk in the administrative office for a list and address book of new nobles, commoners who had risen in status, and immigrants, saying that the empress wanted to send them gifts.

“My lord, please deliver this letter to the townhouse here.”

Bern delivered the letter to the manager of Count Cavanian’s townhouse. The manager said that the count was staying at his estate in the Roche Mountains.

Patricia sent a letter to the count’s estate. It said she wished to meet at the townhouse in the capital, and if that wasn’t possible, Patricia would visit the estate herself.

Following the empress’s instructions, Bern bribed one of Count Cavanian’s servants. It wasn’t a difficult task; he just asked to be informed immediately if Count Otto came to the townhouse.

Every three or four days, Bern sent inquiries to the townhouse, but the answer was always the same – Count Cavanian was still at his estate.

Autumn deepened and passed. Early winter came, with morning dew freezing.

This morning, when the empress arrived at her office in the White Palace, Bern received an urgent message from the servant he had bribed, saying that Count Cavanian had arrived at the townhouse late last night.

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My Step-brother Is Obsessed With Me (Female-dominant)

A gentle female protagonist vs pitiful in the early stage, and a sick male protagonist in the later stage

Cheng Songer transmigrated into the body of a vicious cannon fodder female supporting character with the same name as her in a female-dominant novel.

In the original story, the cannon fodder female supporting character was inhumane, committing domestic violence, gambling excessively, being lustful, and even wanting to sell her stepbrother to a brothel for money.

As luck would have it, she just happened to transmigrate at this time.

Seeing Cheng Qingzhi biting his lip, enduring the tears in his eyes, looking pitiful, her heart softened.

She stuffed the money back into the Madam’s hand and reached out to him.

“Brother, come home with me.”

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