Seemingly disturbed by the words of the middle-aged diplomat, the white-haired man furrowed his brows and grumbled.
“There hasn’t been a female relative of Raphelios in fifty years.”
“If a female relative appeared now, there wouldn’t be a chance for the concubine factions in the Raphelios palace, just like now.”
“True. If a female relative appeared at this time, it would overturn the political landscape of the palace.”
Maybe thinking it was no longer appropriate, the white-haired man forcefully slammed the table.
“Ah! Don’t gossip about things that haven’t happened! Even if this is a foreign country, who knows if there are ears to hear!”
“That’s true. It’s a relief that it’s a male relative.”
“In any case, we’ll be returning to our home country in three days, so let’s discuss the details then.”
After such a discreet conversation, excluding Viscount Yukiliot and the Queen’s faction, the envoys of the concubine factions quietly rose from their seats.
Reading books on Raphelios’s history in the Duke’s study, Roselia sighed deeply.
There were hardly any detailed records about Raphelios’s relatives.
Most of the beings that significantly influenced Raphelios’s history were merely mentioned as relatives…
Roselia, who had only known Roselia from the original work as an extraneous sideline character, was now revealed to be a relative of Raphelios…
Was it a setting the original author had in mind?
Or… could it be an error-like setting that emerged beyond the original work?
While contemplating this, she suddenly remembered the content of the original work.
Come to think of it… the original Roselia was supposed to die in about three months.
Although a similar event had been brought forward, it couldn’t be conclusively determined whether that event was truly the last one associated with Roselia’s death.
Three months…
Feeling unexpectedly heavy-hearted, Roselia absentmindedly touched her own lips.
It seemed like Klaus’s warmth still lingered on her lips.
If she were to die like the original Roselia, would Klaus be saddened?
The original Klaus wouldn’t have entertained such thoughts, but now she felt strangely confident.
If she were to die, the current Klaus would be broken to the point of irreparability.
As the image of him suffering and despairing came to mind, a corner of her heart felt achingly sad.
She had to somehow avoid the developments of the original work. To do that, she needed to prepare and understand everything that could threaten her.
With a determined expression, as she reopened the book, butler Geoffrey entered the study.
“Lord Antonio.”
Since Klaus’s declaration, Geoffrey had shown utmost respect to her without hesitation.
Looking at Geoffrey with confusion, Roselia, Geoffrey bowed courteously and spoke.
“A guest has arrived.”
“A guest?”
“Viscount Yukiliot.”
Wearing a puzzled expression, Roselia followed Geoffrey’s guidance to the reception room where the viscount was waiting.
Opening the sunlit reception room door and stepping inside, Roselia greeted Johannes, who was looking out the window, with a warm smile.
“Viscount.”
In response to her cheerful voice, Johannes turned around, revealing a courteous and gentle smile.
“Antonio, have you been well?”
“Yes, but why are you here…?”
Johannes spoke with a bitter smile as he observed Roselia’s puzzled gaze.
“I am planning to return to my home country soon.”
“Ah… I suppose the imperial treaty has been successfully concluded.”
Regret was evident on Roselia’s face as she spoke in such a manner.
It was only natural for him to return to his home country, yet strangely, her heart felt empty and regretful.
Perhaps it was an attachment that had developed during their time together, Roselia thought.
Johannes, who had been quietly observing Roselia, finally opened his lips with some difficulty.
“Roselia…”
Although he had been calling her Antonio for a while to conceal her identity, he suddenly addressed her by her real name, making her look at him in surprise.
Johannes, who was affectionately gazing at her, hesitated for a moment before speaking.
“Roselia… Would you consider returning to Raphelios with me?”
In response to Johannes’s earnest expression, Roselia made a puzzled expression.
“Why would you suddenly…?”
Johannes looked directly into Roselia’s eyes and spoke calmly.
“Roselia… Have you ever been curious about your true family?”
“My true family?”
Johannes stared at the bewildered Roselia and spoke seriously.
“Have you ever thought that there might be family looking for you in Rughvelt? A family you’ve never met before?”
With Johannes’s meaningful words, Roselia, who had been frozen with a blank expression, slowly lowered her gaze.
“Even if you claim not to be curious, it would probably be a lie…”
Roselia, who quietly looked down at the table, smiled bitterly.
“What would change now if I met them? They and I have lived in different worlds.”
Before meeting Klaus, she might not have felt this way, but now she wanted to stay by Klaus’s side rather than meet family members whose faces she didn’t even know.
It was quite ironic how, after admitting her feelings for him, Klaus had become Roselia’s sole hope and reason.
Johannes, who had been gazing at her intently, finally released his tightly closed lips.
“What if they miss you?”
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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