“Then I will guide Prince Loren to the territory of Duke Lakrahan.”
[Star icon]Mrs. Morgan personally loaded food into the wagon and came looking for Bercheria.
The plate was so full that the venison she was supposed to deliver could not be seen.
“This is a special dish prepared by the Duke. It’s venison steak, ah, this raspberry pie is my specialty. It’s very soft and delicious.”
Mrs. Morgan, with plump fingers, exaggeratedly expressed the flavor in her mouth with her facial expressions, but looked very lovable.
“And actually, there’s something else I wanted to tell you.”
Bercheria looked at her, eyes wide open.
“To me?”
“Yes.”
Mrs. Morgan suddenly walked over to the wagon and pulled Bercheria into a sudden hug.
Surprised, Bercheria’s body stiffened, and her hands froze in midair.
Mrs. Morgan was holding Bercheria tightly with her plump and soft arms.
“Um…….”
“Thank you for saving my life.”
“Ah.”
Mrs. Morgan remembered when she had fallen into the water.
Bercheria, who had been in the library with Lakrahan, accidentally looked out the window and found Mrs. Morgan perilously hanging from a tree.
Lakrahan ran to save her, but the scene looked too precarious to her highly intuitive eyes.
Then, when the branch broke, her legs rushed out without a second thought.
She hadn’t considered who might see her or that exerting herself could damage her body.
All she could think of was saving Mrs. Morgan.
“Don’t worry.”
Mrs. Morgan gently stroked Bercheria’s back.
“I haven’t told anyone. And I never will.”
She had saved Mrs. Morgan without anyone else noticing, but she didn’t realize Mrs. Morgan had caught on.
Mrs. Morgan hugged Bercheria even more affectionately.
“You’re like an angel sent from heaven, saving the children and saving me.”
Then, tears welled up in Bercheria’s surprised eyes.
Bercheria picked up the transparent drop that fell from her eye with her hand.
The moisture that filled her fingertip felt strange as if it wasn’t her own.
Although her emotions had been sporadically cut off by her mother, Bercheria could successfully perform everyday actions by tracing the memories of those awakened.
But emotions were still difficult for her.
Viewing the memories of the awakened was like reading an unfriendly book, so it was not possible to know what was felt and acquired within it.
“Why am I crying?”
Mrs. Morgan released Bercheria and wrapped her tearful face with both hands.
“I think I know why Miss is like that.”
“Why is that?”
Mrs. Morgan said with a faint smile.
“Because you’re loved.”
“Love, you say?”
“Yes. You’ve felt my sincerity.”
After losing the protection of Bercheria, the goddess of weather, and experiencing war, the north was filled with people who had lost their families.
Some had no parents, some had lost their children.
There were hardly any who were keeping their entire family safe.
Mrs. Morgan was one of them.
“People don’t grieve because of a lack of love. Only after receiving love do they realize how thirsty they were for it.”
Even as she listened to Mrs. Morgan’s story, tears continued to flow from Bercheria’s eyes.
“Don’t be alarmed. These are good tears.”
She embraced Bercheria and comforted her.
“Oh dear, the food is going to get cold. Let’s eat first.”
Mrs. Morgan patted Bercheria’s shoulder and then took down one plate at a time from the wagon.
“I’ll set the table, so just wait there for a moment.”
While Mrs. Morgan was preparing the food, Bercheria approached the window and looked at the outside scenery with a slightly vacant eye.
Today, among the leisurely scenery, there was a strange man looking at the place.
Bercheria doubted her eyes for a moment.
Because the man had an appearance she had never seen in the north.
As her room was on the second floor and the place where the man was standing wasn’t very far away, she could clearly see his face.
Red hair and eyes of the same color.
Just as Bercheria’s blonde hair stood out among the darkhaired northern people, the man’s red hair was distinctive enough to recognize from a distance.
Discovering a lizard perched next to the handsome features of the redhaired man, Bercheria’s eyes widened.
“What’s that?”
At the same time, something twinkled and shone from Loren’s hand.
As she stared at the lizard, a spark flew from Bercheria’s eyes.
“Did something get in?”
As she rubbed her eyes and lifted her head, the lizard she had just seen began to look completely different.
‘It’s cute.’
The small lizard clinging to a person’s shoulder and turning its head here and there as if sightseeing looked utterly adorable.
She was completely unaware of the creature’s vile existence.
When Velopheia turned into a lizard, he was thoroughly gathering strength, so no one could detect his true being.
As Bercheria gazed at it absentmindedly, Loren, brushing up his red hair, slowly walked towards her.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
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Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
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