Lugh intentionally replied more firmly.
Yes. The problem was not Hayden; it was her. How pathetic and ridiculous it was to be swayed just because he was good-looking and fit.
“Anita Tebid is a famous genius. She has already secured the position of the successor to the workshop at her age. It’s a good idea, but it sounds like an unreasonable story. However, she accepted it right away.”
At the unexpected remark, Lugh lowered her eyes for a moment. It was because of her gloomy and melancholic past.
“…During my time in the Imperial Knights, I kept thinking about crossing the barrier. In fact, even after coming to Momentum, I couldn’t completely let go of that thought.”
She smiled a little bitterly.
“If the land route is blocked, I thought, maybe we could avoid the barrier by going north through the Hermoa Sea.”
“Well, the barrier doesn’t completely block the Hermoa Sea.”
Hayden nodded.
“If you sail, you’ll reach the end of the barrier, so you can go around it, I thought.”
Lugh said only that and remained silent.
“You wouldn’t give up until the end.”
“I thought about giving up until the end, but I already came from the west, got cursed, and…”
She trailed off.
“Besides, Delgau was already planned to be dealt with someday. Isn’t it ridiculous that a monster ruling monsters has lived exactly for 430 years?”
“It’s the work of Kaletta’s Emperor.”
He nodded in agreement with the concise conclusion.
“If the Hermoa Sea opens up, all the coasts of Kaletta, extending from the east to the south, will be exposed.”
So, Carlos Asu Ingram had brought Delgau to the sea. Beings bound to the sea, where they could only hear the words of the southern sage, had already lived for too long. Perhaps they were not in their right minds, like their master.
“Where do we have to go catch monsters again?”
Lugh unconsciously paid close attention to Hayden’s tone.
It seemed that her way of speaking revealed that she was from Kaletta. But how was Hayden’s way of speaking different? In fact, she couldn’t tell the difference.
Anyway, one thing is clear. The Empress sitting next to that perfect being should at least be able to write properly and speak decently.
Having struggled so hard to survive, she had to become an Emperor like Hayden, who was so flawless that others wouldn’t dare to criticize him. In that way, Lugh, who had protected him from monsters and, more terrible than monsters, Carlos, within the rugged army, would be extremely pleased.
“Hey. Empress?”
“Yes, Your Majesty?”
“Is it a bit boring to be with me?”
“…Huh? No.”
The absentminded voice denied a bit late. Although she was clearly thinking about something else, her answers had been somewhat accurate until now.
“Really? It looks like that to me. Should I take off my clothes to entertain you?”
Hayden said that and suddenly started unbuttoning his shirt.
“…Yes. …Yes?”
Lugh raised her head abruptly. Hayden’s firm hands were rapidly unbuttoning his shirt, revealing the well-developed and smooth chest muscles between the open shirt fronts.
Lugh stared at Hayden without hiding the expression that seemed to ask, “What on earth are you doing?” He smiled.
“You always make an effort to be polite with your gaze and attitude in front of me, but that’s not your true nature.”
Ah, I see. What is that lamb doing now?
“If Your Majesty doesn’t engage in such behavior, you won’t have to make an effort, and your sincerity will naturally come through. Please dress properly.”
However, he didn’t even pretend to hear. Instead, he approached. Snap, snap—the buttons were quickly undone, and now even the perfectly split abs were completely exposed.
So what? Back in the days of the Imperial Knights, it was common for guys to walk around with their torsos bare as long as they went to the battlefield. Lugh was quite familiar with such scenes.
Of course, Hayden’s body was the most perfectly balanced, flawless, and strangely decadent among all the bodies she had seen so far.
And that last part was the problem. Having experienced it and knowing how the body looked more clearly. Whether Lugh dressed neatly, casually, or in tatters, she had looked straight at the man who was the Emperor. It was enjoyable.
“I prefer you looking at me like this. Who do you want to please?”
He smiled and lowered his body to look up at Lugh. It was an excessively smooth movement.
Lugh, who was stuck to him, sighed openly, reached out to button up for him. However, Hayden grabbed her hand and pressed his lips to the back of her hand.
Her hand was not that small, but it fit perfectly into Hayden’s hand. Moreover, his grip was so strong that it was impossible to pull her hand away. No, in fact, Lugh didn’t want to pull it away.
Her stomach began to ache again.
“What are you doing? Let go.”
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
