Duke, This Will Sting for a Moment (30 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 22
“Should I call it patience… or stubbornness?”
His Grace frowned and instructed a maid to bring ointment.
“It’s really not—hic—painful.”
The spot where His Grace gripped my skin burned more fiercely than the wound itself. His firm hand clamped down tightly on my foot as I squirmed to pull away.
Hic. Hic. Oh dear. How unsightly.
Apparently, Emperor Justin’s absurd remark had startled me so much that my diaphragm began convulsing uncontrollably.
[Come with me—to the imperial capital.]
Madness. Why the capital? To drag me off and slit my throat again?
[I heard it’s a political marriage devoid of love. If we’re weighing options purely by logic, wouldn’t I make a better match than the Grand Duke?]
How dare he compare himself so presumptuously? Hic. Hic.
His Grace glanced up at me briefly, then reluctantly released my foot and stood. With thumb and forefinger, he pinched my nose firmly.
Hmm. I’d often done this same thing to subordinates suffering from hiccups—but being on the receiving end felt deeply humiliating.
And that bastard Justin!
The one who let out the fart was now scowling! After spouting such outrageous nonsense, he kept glowering at me, then burst out laughing—“Pffft!”—when he saw me hiccuping.
I stole a glance at my reflection in His Grace’s eyes and sighed. My cheeks were puffed from holding my breath, my whole face crimson—like a bright red pufferfish.
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.
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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.”
Hahahaha!!! She is so funny!!!!!! How she changed so much!
I love how she realized she loved him from the begining. But I die seeing him jealous of himself.
Awww