Todd, who left like that, arrived at none other than Baker Mansion. Originally, he would have headed to the Baker Mansion owned by Bem Suh, but today, Jen had a lot to deal with.
“Why did you come back alone? And even rented a carriage…”
Cedric, who came out to meet him, asked. Todd lightly bowed in greeting and talked about what he had experienced.
“I’ve never thought our master was lucky, but lately, luck is bursting.”
Cedric, chuckling, led Todd to the room where he sometimes stayed. When they were convinced there were only two people in the spacious corridor, Cedric spoke.
“Viscount Blythe has arrived.”
“Did Jen summon him?”
“No.”
As Cedric explained the situation, Todd just nodded without showing any particular reaction.
“With our master’s personality, he’s likely to scold Blythe.”
“That could be. He hates it when his planned things go wrong.”
“I don’t want to see Blythe getting hurt, though. Anyway, we’ll have to keep seeing each other’s faces for a while.”
Cedric didn’t hide his regret. Todd remembered the worried expression of Dia in the old mansion that looked like it would collapse at any moment. Is she doing the same in this Baker Mansion?
‘I don’t know.’
As Todd and Cedric walked through the corridor, Deborah, from another corridor, was quickly walking while pulling a handcart.
“Do the employers know that maids work so busily when they’re not visible?”
Who knows? They probably never imagined it.
When Deborah stopped abruptly around the time Dia’s room became visible, she straightened up.
Even if the owner is not visible, it’s one of the etiquette that a maid must observe not to run in front of the owner’s door. Of course, Dia wouldn’t say anything even if she heard the sound of running.
Deborah, who fixed her clothes, bangs, and everything once again, and took a breath, knocked on the door.
“Who is it?”
Dia replied softly. Somehow, her voice seemed like a frightened puppy speaking cautiously, making Deborah find it both pitiful and cute.
“It’s Deborah. May I come in?”
“Yes.”
Hearing Dia’s reply, Deborah carefully opened the door and entered, pulling the handcart.
“How’s the room temperature? Is it not too hot or cold for you?”
“No. It’s very warm and nice.”
Dia, who sat on the sofa in front of the fireplace, fidgeted and answered hastily. Deborah closed her eyes and smiled.
“I brought some warm herbal tea and a recommended book. If you have trouble falling asleep today like yesterday, these little ones might help.”
“Oh… Thank you.”
Dia’s cheeks turned red. Then her pretty eyes, rather than looking at a fancy tea cup with a bright green light, turned toward a simple book cover.
“Feel free to take a look.”
Encouraged by Deborah’s words, Dia’s white and slender hand wandered through the air, as if wondering what to grab, just like worrying about what to hold so as not to be bored.
‘You don’t have to be careful about such things.’
Deborah swallowed a sly smile and explained in a gentle voice.
“The red cover is a poetry book. It’s a recent trend from the central region, filled with sweet love poems.”
“I see.”
Dia replied, casually shifting her gaze to another book.
“The blue cover is a novel. It’s a story so popular that it will be performed as an opera at the Ocel Grand Theater.”
“Braum’s Squire…?”
Reading the title, Dia asked if it was correct with her eyes. Deborah nodded and spoke.
“The protagonist is a cute music fairy, wandering around solving interesting problems big and small.”
Interest sparked in Dia’s eyes. Deborah, lowering her body as if to allow my gaze to penetrate her blue eyes, continued.
“I can’t give further details because it might interfere with your enjoyment, but it’s very entertaining. I’ve read this story more than four times, and thoroughly each time.”
“I see.”
Dia cautiously picked up Braum’s Squire. It wasn’t a very thick book, but perhaps due to the appealing cover, it felt surprisingly substantial.
“Thank you. I’ll give this a read.”
“I’m truly grateful that you’re considering reading the book I recommended.”
Once again, Deborah lowered her eyelids. The warm light from the fireplace reflected on Deborah’s lush eyelashes. Very beautiful and comforting.
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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