“The words about staying by my side forever, the kiss from that day, were all sincere.”
Idrish spoke calmly.
I couldn’t say a word, like a bear who had eaten honey.
“I like you. … Maybe even more than that.”
I like you. I like you. I like you.
Idrish’s voice echoed in my ears.
Is this a dream?
Could there be a scene where Idrish confesses that he likes me?
I pinched my cheek hard. It hurt. Could it be real that Idrish confessed to liking me?
I couldn’t say anything in response to Idrish holding my hand down.
“Is it really true?”
“Idrish likes me too?
I met Idrish’s eyes. Idrish didn’t avoid my gaze. In response to my repeated questions that were hard to believe, he seemed to answer with his eyes, ensuring that I could trust him.
I quickly got up and hugged Idrish around the waist. I buried my face in his chest.
Idrish’s scent, body temperature, heartbeat. I closed my eyes tightly.
“Cecilia. Stay away for now. I already told you, the curse…”
“Just check. Whether my fever is getting worse, whether my condition is deteriorating. I think I’m okay. Although my heart is beating like crazy, it seems like my blood circulation is working well, and I might even be getting healthier. So, don’t push me away and just stay still.”
“But it’s still not allowed. If things get worse here…”
Idrish stopped speaking without giving an answer. His neck was so red it looked like it might burst.
Oh, what’s this? Is Idrish trembling too?
I embraced him again in his arms.
I held Idrish for a while. At first, Idrish tried to push me away, but later, he gave up and smiled.
It felt pleasantly shaky, like a pot full of half-melted candy in my stomach.
That’s when it happened.
Knock, knock, knock!
What? Who’s interrupting this important moment?
“Lord Idrish, Lady Cecilia, may I come in?”
It was Heron’s voice. She seemed urgent.
The door opened frighteningly as I was still in Idrish’s embrace.
Heron was breathing heavily. She seemed to have rushed here. Her complexion was bad.
“Right now, the two of you need to go to a place immediately.”
I had a bad feeling.
Riding on the words, I ran to the place guided by Heron. Unlike the morning when everyone was happy, the atmosphere on the street felt somewhat gloomy.
Especially when passing by Idrish and me, they exchanged strange glances.
What’s going on? Why is everyone acting like this?
Not even 10 minutes later, our words came to a halt. The destination was a small square at the edge, and inside, a line blocked others from entering.
“Please go inside.”
Foreboding.
I was scared, so I grabbed Idrish’s sleeve. Sensing that, Idrish pulled me to his side.
We went inside following the guide.
But even before taking a few steps, we had to stop as if we were nailed to the spot.
I covered my mouth with both hands. If I hadn’t, I would have screamed out loud.
“W-what on earth…”
I couldn’t continue my words. The sight in front of me was too horrifying.
Five people were hanging on one side of the square. To be precise, corpses.
Their bodies, already lifeless, had giant claw marks on them. It didn’t look like they had actually been attacked; rather, it seemed like blood had been smeared to make it appear that way.
Faced with this chilling sight, my legs lost their strength, and I sat down as I was.
“This is the work of Ban Artigrado’s influence.”
“Ban Artigrado?”
Heron pointed beneath the shaking corpses with a sinking voice.
There were writings in a place where the deceased, who seemed to be overlooked, had not caught our attention. This, too, was written in blood.
Artigrado killed hundreds.
To drive them out, hundreds of supernaturals sacrificed their lives again.
Who is the foolish one deceived by Artigrado Idrish’s malicious and temporary deception?
We will not leave those traitors alone.
The traitors will become the most miserable sight and be buried in the ground along with Artigrado.
For a moment, no one could speak. The chilly wind whirled through the empty square. The scent of blood mixed in there was nauseating.
“I mutilated them.”
“Yes… the victims are squirrel supernaturals, chinchilla supernaturals, crow supernaturals, and mole supernaturals.”
“They were the ones who first formed an alliance with us.”
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
