Ivonne wanted power. She wanted to grab the most powerful ruler with one hand and shake him. That’s about it for a marriage! It was so thrilling that it gave her goosebumps.
Weak young ladies burst into tears or fainted, but not Ivonne. She held her head high and desired that high place. She wanted to shine brightly as well.
“Lord Matapchu.”
Born and raised like a princess in any country since birth, her figure was highly regarded since the Alsmone Union did not have an imperial family. She naturally had everything she wanted, and there was no lady more precious than her in the empire.
“Thank you for giving us a seat.”
Ivonne immediately walked confidently, holding the hem of her dress, and greeted Ophelia.
Catherine Lambert, a delicate lady, had fainted a long time ago. Since one rival disappeared, she had only gratitude for her. If you can’t stand it, you don’t deserve it, so what can you do?
“…Yes. Enjoy it.”
“If there are such events in the future, I will participate enthusiastically. Ladies should do what they have to do.”
Ophelia looked at Ivonne with blue eyes as she shouted, ‘I am a special Eastern aristocrat!’ Such privilege and master consciousness were not expressed as gratitude.
“Ah.”
Ophelia, who had lived for hundreds of years, was too familiar with such people.
“Yes.”
What sparkling eyes were already obvious in what they were aiming for. It was so clear to the eyes of a sage how a young lady would roll her head.
The problem was that this reckless and crazy young lady was proficient in all the tricks of the social circle, while Ru, who was a model student and a stern knight, could fight against her.
‘No, worrying about this from the beginning is quite a thing.’
Somehow, she found herself siding with Ru. Ophelia tilted her head and smiled. Ivonne looked up at the sage with an expression that seemed to ask why.
“We’ll see each other often from now on.”
“Yes, please take care.”
Even after the greeting, Ivonne did not leave Ophelia’s side. She tried to stick around as much as possible, engaging in various small talks. She endured until the Emperor finally approached the Western Sage.
“How are you feeling?”
The problem was that the Emperor was incredibly angry right now, but after holding back, he didn’t have the patience to deal with various trivialities. He spoke to Ophelia, disregarding anyone else around her.
“It’s okay, Your Majesty.”
So, Hayden didn’t pay attention to the fervent gazes directed at him now.
“Shall we go? It’s a rare event held in the Imperial City. I’d be disappointed if we pass without dancing even once.”
This was the extent of Hayden’s social skills that he could utilize. In fact, the main point was to suggest going to dance while discussing with Ophelia, but he packaged it in a way that made it seem reasonable. From Hayden’s perspective, he had done his best for his current mood.
Ivonne was still sending a fervent gaze to Ophelia, saying, ‘Please introduce me to His Majesty!’ It was natural for an elderly lady to introduce a young lady to an eligible bachelor first.
“That’s right. It’s an honor.”
But it wasn’t an obligation. Ophelia wasn’t a person who had the leisure to take care of another young lady separately. Moreover, considering what had just happened, the desire of a young lady looking at the Emperor with such fervent desire wasn’t important.
Ophelia passed by Ivonne and went to dance with the Emperor. In this hall, there was more than one lady with desires similar to Ivonne’s.
“How’s your body?”
“Just because we met doesn’t mean a new curse is bound.”
“I understand. I didn’t ask about that.”
“If I were really surprised, I would have gone inside right away to rest, Your Majesty. Seeing that guy appearing with a burning body, I wasn’t afraid, but rather, I lost my fear.”
While dancing with Ru, the Emperor looked at each step precisely and looked through it to the point of piercing. However, when facing Ophelia, he moved mechanically.
Even in that soulless movement, he was considerate like Ophelia, but maybe if he were to dance with Ivonne, that consideration might not even exist.
‘Probably won’t dance.’
Ophelia let the thought slip away.
“After the party, I plan to go straight to the East.”
“Are you really going to open the barrier?”
“Yes.”
Hayden nodded calmly.
“It’s in the East.”
“Yes.”
Even now, they were surrounded by Eastern nobles.
“In the East.”
It meant that it was done on purpose.
Immediately after the party, which would become the protagonist of tomorrow’s newspaper, a magic circle was drawn in front of the barrier in the Eastern Hermoa Sea, and a few tall figures appeared.
They confirmed that the giant door opened wide in front of the giant wall.
“You really opened it.”
It’s in the East. Melfis took a deep sigh as the Eastern Sage. Now he had to keep watching to see if Carlos and the others would continue to play tricks.
“Of course, we opened it.”
Would they lie when the nobles were all watching, especially Carlos? Hayden naturally said so. Now a checkpoint would be set up here. Well, there wouldn’t be anyone in there anyway, even in Dranad.
“Can’t even tickle the throat, so we have to do this.”
The wall that crossed the Eastern Plains above which the darkness of Sakaman spread was solid. On the pierced side, Caleta was visible. Without hesitation, Hayden walked towards the wide-open door. Ru looked at him and remembered the murmurs of the Momentum people.
A king of beautiful creatures with black hair, angelic in appearance.
He was exactly that. Beyond the door in the land of Caleta, no one was visible, but there must be someone watching him somewhere.
“Your Majesty. What comes next?”
“Why ask when you already know, Dragonlord?”
“I know, but Your Majesty always exceeds my expectations. I would like to know in advance and prepare now.”
I didn’t know there would be another breach in the eastern barrier. Melfis stared dejectedly at the breached gate he should be concerned about.
“Does the Lord enjoy this subtly tense situation?”
Hayden asked with a cold smile. Melfis’s violet eyes shifted from the gate to the Emperor.
“Of course not.”
Dragonlord, who had used evil to break this situation for 430 years, smiled subtly.
“I have been waging war for a long time already.”
Now that the Emperor has returned, the predetermined clock is steadily ticking. It’s time to absorb the countries that have branched out. Just as blood was shed when he left, blood must be shed when he returns.
“Well, it’s time to finish this.”
Ophelia muttered. Hayden didn’t reply and reached out to Ru. Ru quietly took his hand.
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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