Hearing the voice from outside, Gerard swung the door open.
“Why?”
“The commander of the imperial guard requests an audience with Your Imperial Majesty.”
“Ah.”
Annoyed, Gerard nodded his head.
“Tell him to wait for a moment.”
After spending more than thirty minutes underground, Gerard finally headed to his office.
Yesterday, he had received a report from his chief of the guards, Dyllan, that they had found someone who could generate mana.
They had found the person sooner than expected; in about two days, they would arrive in the north.
“Your Imperial Majesty.”
Upon entering his office through the layers of doors, the waiting Dyllan bowed his waist in greeting.
The magician they had brought from the dungeon looked small compared to him.
Gerard was not in the best of moods, annoyed that his time had been wasted by unnecessary procedures.
“You did well in securing the magician, but there was no need for you to come and greet me.”
Seated in the intricately patterned sofa’s head seat, Gerard sprawled out and looked at Dyllan.
Although it was a casual gaze.
He found himself unintentionally sitting up straight and opening his mouth.
“I apologize. I thought you might have matters that required confirmation. Then, I will take my leave.”
As Dyllan turned toward the exit,
“Wait! Wait a minute!”
Gerard hastily called out to him.
He got up from the sofa and approached the boy standing next to Dyllan.
The boy, who had just bathed to meet the Emperor, still had soft down growing on his neck.
“What’s your name?”
In response to Gerard’s question, the boy bowed his head and shook it from side to side.
Seeing this, Dyllan shouted.
“How dare you act insolently!”
“Shh. Quiet.”
Gerard scowled at Dylan, observing the boy with a piercing gaze.
The golden hair that radiantly glowed in the morning sunlight was messily cut, its ends frayed, touching his shoulders.
Even the eyelashes that cascaded down his lowered head shimmered with a mysterious hue of golden dust.
“Lift your head.”
Startled, the boy found the blade of the captain of the guards under Gerard’s command lifting his chin.
“Ah!”
An instinctive exclamation burst from Gerard’s lips as he looked at the small face.
Had he ever seen such a beautiful face in his life?
If he ever had thought someone was beautiful before, now was the right time to completely erase that memory.
While Gerard looked at the boy with a concealed expression, Dylan offered an explanation.
“He was born in a prison. His mother died giving birth to him, so he has no name.”
“Is that so?”
Gerard turned his head back towards the boy.
“What did you eat to survive there?”
As the boy remained tight-lipped, Gerard pressed the sheath of his blade harder against the boy’s chin.
“Ugh.”
“I am the Emperor. Depending on how you answer me, you may not have to return to prison.”
Beside him, Dylan looked at the Emperor with a surprised expression.
The boy answered, trembling.
“…I ate bugs and moss, things like that.”
Gerard lowered the blade from the boy’s chin and tossed it casually back to Dylan without a second glance.
Fixing his eyes on the boy, Gerard twisted his brown lips into a smile.
“Groovy.”
For some reason, he had a good premonition that bringing Bercheria along this time would be much easier than he’d thought.
“Your name is Groovy.”
[Star Icon]This was the first time in Bercheria’s life that she had shared a bed with someone.
And it was with a man.
Unable to toss and turn due to the tension, she eventually stayed awake all night and only fell asleep as morning arrived.
Even in her sleep, she recalled what Lakrahan had said about his morning schedule.
What if she failed to wake up on time to align with his schedule?
He had said they would be spending all their time together starting today; what if she overslept?
However, Bercheria was extremely tired from resisting the sleep she had been holding off.
It had been a day where she received a marriage proposal while being on the verge of running amok, as if the strength she had lost for years had not only returned.
More than anything, her body wanted complete rest.
When Bercheria finally woke up, the day was already bright.
With her disheveled hair, she woke up from bed and rubbed her eyes still full of sleep.
Lakrahan was already gone, and the room was curtained off with only the fireplace crackling and burning.
She was staring blankly at the dancing flames in the fireplace when—
“If you had woken up a bit later, you would’ve gone straight to eating dinner.”
A long shadow rose from the couch where she thought no one was.
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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