Awakening to the moonlight filtering through the window, Bercheria realized she had been sleeping. It seemed like a considerable amount of time had passed since she briefly closed her eyes. The spot where Racraxan had been lying was now neatly cleared and empty, and outside the window, she could see snowflakes starting to fall gently. It appeared that it had been snowing for some time, as a faint layer of white had accumulated on the ground. The people of the capital, who had not been able to witness snowfall even in the heart of winter due to the changed weather, were now enjoying the spectacle since Bercheria’s protection had returned.
“Racraxan.”
When she called out to him with a soft voice and received no response, Bercheria got up from the bed. The refreshing sensation of the cold air touching her skin made her eyes widen unrestrictedly. As she walked for a while, unfamiliar sounds reached Bercheria’s sensitive ears.
Koo-eek!
“Grab it! Quickly, catch it properly!”
That monster chick!
She urgently walked towards the source of the loud noises.
Arriving at a dim alley hidden behind the splendid palace, she saw Moha, suffering and flapping its large wings.
“Why on earth is Moha here…”
It was an inexplicable scene as Moha, who had lived in the North all its life, was being held captive by the guards outside the forest.
Kwueek!
The guards tightly bound Moha’s two feet with chains and, as the giant bird flapped its wings in an attempt to escape, they repeatedly stabbed its torso and legs with spears.
Reacting to Moha’s agonizing state, Bercheria’s foot kicked out reflexively.
At that moment, as she was about to approach the guards,
“Hush!”
Bercheria’s body, with her arms held, rotated almost half a turn before coming to a stop in Racraxan’s large hands.
“Racraxan!”
His pitch-black eyes were watching her with a worried expression.
“Who’s there!”
When one of the guards shouted in their direction, Racraxan lowered his body to prevent Bercheria from being noticed.
“Why, is there someone there?”
Racraxan crouched in the bushes just in front of them, and the guard’s footsteps stopped abruptly.
Bercheria kept her gaze fixed on Racraxan, holding her breath.
In the darkness, the eyes of the two met silently.
“I must have been mistaken.”
The guard glanced around in the air before returning to his position.
“No one is here.”
Kweeek!
Before the guard could finish speaking, Moha started flapping its wings and struggling again.
Startled, the guard hastily returned to his position.
As he disappeared, Bercheria tightly grasped Racraxan’s clothing.
Her eyes, observing the suffering Moha, were shaking severely.
“Why on earth is Moha here?”
While Racraxan was sleeping next to Bercheria, he witnessed Moha, flying outside the window, being hit by the guards’ spears and falling to the ground. However, he couldn’t bring himself to tell her such news. Instead, he placed his hand on Bercheria’s head and tousled her soft golden hair.
“Don’t worry. Moha is a divine beast; nothing serious will happen due to such an incident.”
Even with his reassurance, Bercheria couldn’t find peace.
“Racraxan, why are people so cruel? Even if Moha is a divine beast, it’s just an animal that can’t speak.”
“Yeah.”
“Moha doesn’t attack people recklessly unless it’s in its territory. At that time, we intruded into Moha’s territory…”
“Yeah, it’s okay. I understand without you saying it.”
Attacking someone recklessly without considering others’ opinions was a trait unique to humans. Bercheria turned her head away from Moha, who was shedding blood painfully. If you were human, you inevitably had some weakness. People sacrificed to protect it, and they were also sacrificed.
For Racraxan, Bercheria was undoubtedly that existence, and for Bercheria, Moha seemed to be such an existence.
“Are they going to kill Moha?”
Racraxan slowly shook his head.
“Probably not. Lawrence still needs that bird.”
“Has Lawrence awakened?”
“Yeah, just now.”
Racraxan’s discovery of Moha while unable to sleep was also because he received a report about Lawrence.
“I haven’t heard about his condition after that.”
Bercheria nodded with a sigh.
How far would their unfortunate connection with Lawrence go? Their relationship was like an enormous abyss that was hard to fathom.
“Rione talks incessantly, but Lawrence is relatively quiet. Perhaps it’s because he lived isolated in the palace.”
At the mention of Rione’s name, a momentary darkness crossed Bercheria’s face.
When she was about to speak, Moha screamed in pain again, interrupting their conversation.
Reading Bercheria’s desire to stop the guards immediately, Racraxan grabbed her shoulders.
“If you go out now, things might only get worse.”
“But I can’t just leave it like this.”
“It’s possible that it was not Lawrence but Dipper who brought Moha. For now, it’s better to observe.”
Shadows cast over Bercheria’s eyes as she recalled the moments with Dipper and Lawrence.
“Mother…”
Bercheria exhaled slowly, correcting her words.
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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