“Will you not get tired over time?”
When Hayden heard that empty voice, he was almost about to shout at the heavily injured woman. What on earth was that curse newly imposed on her head? Didn’t he say he loved her, so why worry about getting tired already? He was about to shout and curse, mixed with resentment.
Lucretia Generis would remain in the arms of Hayden Constante Rostana Vellera until her last breath. He would watch her even until the moment of her last breath.
“Oh, I’ve lifted that curse.”
He stroked his dry face.
“What is it?”
Even though he was turning away, Hayden, who knew all about the affairs of the imperial palace, knew who the incoming person was.
“It’s said that three new Kalethians will be coming to the Calata Consulate soon. A request for an audience regarding this has been received, Your Majesty.”
“A new consul is coming?”
“Yes, Your Majesty. It is said that the temporary diplomat who was in charge of the Nerba and trade will take office as consul. Eliza Barkova has been appointed as the deputy consul.”
They seemed to be dealing with Eliza roughly as if she were a temporary consul, but then they changed it again.
“Kaleth’s emperor is capricious.”
Carlos couldn’t have not known that Lu had stabbed Hayden. Considering that he had been repeatedly suffering, he would likely launch a big counterattack with this as an excuse, but it seemed that he couldn’t launch a counterattack right now.
“There is intelligence that another monster wave has erupted in the south, Your Majesty.”
“Oh.”
Expected. Hayden was not particularly surprised. While Lu moved quickly here and there to avoid Hayden’s pursuit, she didn’t forget to leave traces by briefly visiting the southern part of Calata.
At the same time, it was also a good way to grab Carlos’s ankle again. If the Southern Sage appeared for a moment and disappeared again, the south would be turbulent again. Lu never just endured quietly. Despite being powerless, she did her best to retaliate.
“This time, it will probably be smaller than last time.”
Compared to the massive first monster wave, it was smaller. Lu had stayed for a short time, and anyway, since it had exploded significantly before, it wasn’t negligible. However, even if the suppressed monster wave erupted on a smaller scale, it would still be impossible to ignore.
Hayden probably guessed it would be about the scale of the previous monster wave that erupted in the west. Lu, in the meantime, had captured Carlos’s back excellently, rushing to Carlos with the sword Perseta.
‘I never hoped for such a thing.’
She felt proud, genuinely admired, and found it charming, but at the same time, her mouth tasted bitter. Did he ever ask to attack the enemy, or did he ever ask to delay the start of the war?
‘Revenge, yes, revenge, that’s good…’
Was there any need to cast spells that would break her body while saying that? In the end, Lu still couldn’t get up from the bed by herself. Hayden was satisfied with that one point. Without him, she could do nothing.
“It’s worth celebrating that a new consul has been appointed. It must be a bit bittersweet for Deputy Consul Barkova.”
Of course, everyone here knew that Eliza had no ambition for the consul position. Hayden turned to look at Godea, who was reporting regularly.
“Take care of Deputy Consul Barkova well.”
“Yes, Your Majesty. Please don’t worry.”
Madam Godea bowed her head. Her brain worked diligently. While the Monster Wave had momentarily grabbed Calata’s ankle, the two eastern families were moving busily.
The navies of Svenia and Negeret were secretly moving, and the women and children of the two families were even planning to be sent to the most heavily guarded castle.
“Anything else?”
Simon Kaneberg, the courtier between the palace gates, answered Hayden’s question.
“An inquiry has been sent from Duke Alanca to the Ministry of State as a secret envoy. It’s a formal inquiry asking if Your Majesty has received the allegiance oath of the newly succeeded nobility.”
It was a formal but crucial inquiry. The fact that Hayden sent it to the Ministry of State, one of the institutions he tightly grasped as soon as he ascended the throne, clearly signaled that the new Duke Alanca was swearing allegiance to the emperor.
It meant that other eastern nobles with their names on the Ministry of State would likely criticize him.
“Admirable.”
If it had been Elshe Viscount, the same as his father, he would have already opposed the emperor with Negrete and Svenia in unison. Hayden, who removed Elshe Viscount shrewdly and ruthlessly shook the Eastern Union, muttered without expression.
“He’s coming, so we have to receive him.”
He would graciously allow those who bent their heads to enter, and he would trample anyone who dared to stiffen their necks. It was the basic logic of a powerful empire.
“Let’s appropriately set the time. It hasn’t been long since Duke Alanca died, so decide on a date within two months.”
“Yes, Your Majesty. We will carefully decide, considering the imperial marriage as well.”
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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