Scattering like cockroaches, Gerard inhaled the wind sharply as he watched the lackeys disperse.
Although there was the empress, the emperor was always a man who prioritized his harem.
Originally, Gerard had chosen the empress candidate with his consort Leone by his side.
In the palace, there were open rumors about Leone, and there was even gossip that she had seduced the emperor and caused the death of her father and brothers.
In the end, it was Leone who was the master of this palace, and Gerard was just her henchman.
Though it was gossip, most believed this story to be true.
Fortunately, the empress was such a kind and gentle person without any flaws, otherwise, the palace would have been swept up in a storm of blood even now.
The people loved the kind and gentle empress more than the selfindulgent emperor.
“Your Majesty, shall I go to the north myself?”
Then, a bodyguard knight opened his mouth.
“You?”
“If you’re worried, you can use me.”
Gerard fell silent, deep in thought.
Using the bodyguard knight didn’t seem like it would lead to any scolding from Leone, nor did it seem like it would cause any major problem.
“Then go to the viceroy and ask if there’s a portal permit. And ask how many people have left for the north. There must be room.”
The portal had a maximum capacity limit.
It needed a fortnight’s time for the mana to rise enough to be reusable.
The Feriat Empire was vast, so if the portal was impossible, the long journey to the north would take nearly two months by carriage.
“If you go, you can come back with Kelita.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
Gerard, looking at the bodyguard knight who left reality first, clicked his teeth again and again, shaking his leg, biting his fingernail.
[Star Icon]In front of Logie, there were five tea cups.
She was choosing what would be suitable for this morning’s tea time.
“That’s brewed with Ulgeria tea leaves. After you drink it, the fragrance lingers in your mouth for quite a while.”
“Um. Nice.”
Although she was a maid of Kelita, Logie was, after all, a genuine Countess.
Picking a good tea was something she could naturally demand wherever she went.
“Then let’s go with this.”
“Yes.”
Logie rose from her seat and left the dining room.
Next, she had to inform the blonde woman about tea time with Princess Kelita.
She raised her chin and walked across the corridor.
Lakrahan’s castle was less adorned with splendor than the royal palace, but it had its own dignity.
To define it, it looked firm and neat like its master.
The servants were quite diligent, so despite the cold and humid weather, every corner was clean.
“Not bad for the princess to live in.”
As Logie carefully inspected the space where she might be staying, she climbed the stairs towards the second floor, where Bercheria’s room was.
Holding her skirt, she gently walked up, only to find a man leaning against the railing, lost in thought, on the curved upper part of the stairs.
Logie’s steps slowly stopped.
“My goodness.”
The slightly touching, shimmering red hair, the eyelashes that spread downwards, and the red eyes within.
The man was the most mysteriouslooking person Logie had ever seen in her life.
Thinking, “Was there such a person in the north?” her eyes met his for a moment.
“Eggs and money.”
As Logie stumbled and fell, the more surprised one was Loren.
“Are you okay?”
If Loren showed this kindness in Deransis, whoever it was, they would fall for him.
It was no different in the north.
“Want me to help you up?”
Embarrassed, Logie took Loren’s hand and stood up.
Thanking him, she naturally began to walk the way she was going with him.
With her heart’s door wide open to Loren’s kindness, she found herself answering his questions without even realizing it.
“Ah. You must have come with the princess. But where are you going now? I know this is not where the princess is staying.”
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“My goodness. You know where our princess is staying. Ho ho. Then again, it would be strange if you didn’t know. I’m on my way to the blonde guest right now.”
“Ah! The blonde guest.”
“Yes, our princess is planning to have tea time with him.”
“Aha.”
Rosie had already arrived at Bercheria’s door.
She seemed to bid Loren farewell and knocked on the door, tap tap.
Yet, Loren didn’t leave and was standing behind her.
Rosie asked with her eyes why he was doing that, but Loren simply looked at Rosie and chuckled without saying a word.
In the meantime, Bercheria opened the door from inside.
“Hello, Prince Loren of Deransis.”
Loren bowed his head, smiling softly, pleased that she remembered his name.
“Beautiful Lady, did you have a comfortable night?”
Though he was a foreign prince, he spoke the language of Feriat quite fluently.
Nevertheless, Bercheria, who was still unaccustomed to Loren’s way of speaking, smiled awkwardly and nodded her head.
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.
*
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.”
