Kelita followed the woman, her eyes darting around.
“But where is the castle you live in? I didn’t see it when we arrived.”
“Over there.”
The woman with the fan pointed behind a low hill.
“Ah, over there.”
“Do you know how this portal operates, Princess?”
Kelita opened her eyes wide and asked.
“Of course, it works by magical power.”
“How clever, our Princess.”
The woman took hold of Kelita’s face and positioned it to face the portal.
“Yes, it’s a tremendous amount of mana. It’s difficult for humans to withstand, which is why a portal permit is necessary. The locust in the permit blocks the mana.”
“Ah, so without the permit, you can’t pass through.”
“Exactly. Without a permit, you could either lose your life or come out as a completely different person, mentally broken.”
Kelita turned toward the woman.
“But why bring up this topic all of a sudden?”
The woman gently stroked Kelita’s pretty brown hair.
“My beautiful princess, consider this a hint to use the portal if you ever find someone disagreeable. Just by sending them here, the next chapter could be much simpler.”
The woman’s voice was soft and sweet.
“It just seemed like you might despise someone, seeing you now.”
“…You lose your life or go mad, you say?”
“Yes, Kelita.”
Kelita blankly stared at the portal.
The blue flames emanating from it danced in front of her face.
“Kelita.”
The woman with the fan whispered as if luring an innocent child.
“But before that, shall we see which side our beautiful princess falls on?”
“What?”
Kelita was suddenly pushed by a powerful force and toppled into the portal.
Shriek!
She didn’t even have time to scream.
With a chilling sound, akin to a snake flicking its tongue, Kelita’s body was sucked into the portal.
The woman unfurled her fan and lightly waved it in front of her face.
“In truth, it doesn’t matter which side. The responsibility falls on Lakrahan, the master of this northern territory anyway.”
The woman’s red lips curled up more softly than her voice.
[Star Icon]Lately, Lakrahan had been wondering if he wasn’t managing his own emotions properly.
Especially since Bercheria appeared.
He clearly lost his rational self in front of this woman.
In fact, there was a reason for his behavior.
So far, most of the people Lakrahan had encountered operated within the boundaries of his expectations, so there was nothing special or worth paying extra attention to.
He had the ability to understand other people’s hearts without much effort, so he never had expectations about anyone in his life.
Then Bercheria appeared before him.
A woman who defied all his predictions.
She never once moved according to Lakrahan’s anticipations.
That’s why Lakrahan didn’t even know his emotions were fluctuating so rapidly in front of Bercheria.
“Why are you running away?”
He could have asked calmly, but the words didn’t come out right.
His pride was hurt by the fact that the woman, who was trembling and wary of him, suddenly tried to flee as soon as he proposed.
“Was the proposal so disagreeable that you’d run away?”
His tone sharpened again without him realizing it.
His current expression would surely reveal his displeasure.
Why doesn’t Bercheria look at him with a wistful expression like other ordinary women?
Why is her face always so dry and emotionless?
“Do you dislike me?”
Exactly three steps separated them.
The two, each lost in their own thoughts, looked at each other from that distance.
“I didn’t propose without a plan either. I said so because I believed that our marriage is the only way to save everyone.”
Even after saying all this, there was no reaction from Bercheria.
It wounded his pride.
What on earth does Bercheria think of him?
There were more suitors than he could count on both hands who had proposed to him since he returned from the war.
Yet, Lakrahan had consistently turned them all down.
In other words, he was someone who had never turned his eyes toward a woman in his entire life.
Nobody wanted it; he had simply lost too much through the war and did not want to experience that sense of loss again.
It wasn’t that he was incompetent or shunned by everyone, which is why he remained unattached.
“As for marriage,”
As soon as Bercheria opened her mouth, Lakrahan focused all his attention on her voice.
“Is it easy for you?”
“…What do you mean?”
“Just a few hours ago, you were engaged to a princess. As far as I know, marriage is something possible only if you love someone enough to risk your life.”
“Then you should have asked. Before running away.”
He hadn’t considered it.
That the memories she held were traces of a goddess from at least half a century ago.
Lakrahan exhaled, steadying his increasingly sharp voice.
“I’m not being critical. Don’t worry about it.”
Conversing like this, he sometimes forgets.
How much time she has spent alone.
Thinking that she should act like a regular person is a wrong prejudice against her.
“People have learned that you are Bercheria. From now on, that fact will spread rapidly. This is the best method to check the emperor, your mother, and even the people.”
“…Even my mother?”
“Marriage will serve as a good excuse for us never to part. As promised, it will enable me to truly protect you.”
Bercheria looked at Lakrahan with wavering eyes.
She seemed to be gauging whether she could trust what he was saying.
Lakrahan let her observe him in silence.
Then, an unfamiliar voice interrupted.
“Rather than that, going to Deriansis with me will solve everything.”
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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