Adrian’s breath was rough and unsteady, and he struggled to recover. Trembling, he managed to say, “Get your hand off me, Lilburn.”
Fortunately, Lilburn obeyed the command. Yet, even as his hand left, Adrian felt such pain that he was forced to tightly shut his eyes.
Adrian had barely managed to endure while with Laila and hoped to recover by lying down, but his condition worsened again.
Seeing Adrian bite his lip to endure the pain, Lilburn sat back in his place, although with a look of dissatisfaction.
“Why do you seem to be getting worse? Don’t tell me you used your powers again in the meantime?” Lilburn asked sharply.
Adrian, feeling cold sweat on his back, vaguely responded, “There was such an incident.”
However, Lilburn, who had served Adrian for over a decade, quickly realized that Adrian had overexerted himself.
“You knew your body was in bad shape and still did it? Surely it wasn’t for bringing that princess here, was it?”
Adrian was feeling annoyed anticipating the scolding he would receive when rumors of the strange earthquake at the castle reached Lilburn the next day, but he didn’t regret his actions.
“Lilburn, you’re becoming more perceptive.”
Despite Adrian’s casual response, Lilburn, now furious, shouted, “Your Highness!”
Adrian put his finger to his lips, signaling silence, “Shh, be quiet. Otherwise, everyone will wake up.”
This place wasn’t as soundproof as the imperial palace of the empire. Acknowledging this, Lilburn lowered his voice but his words became more severe, “Do you really want to die?”
“That’s hardly a threat. Not very scary,” Adrian replied with a smirk.
Lilburn, now exasperated, washed his face with his hands in frustration. Then, changing his tone, he almost pleaded, “Please, Your Highness… do you not realize this could lead to a serious disaster?”
Finally, Adrian closed his mouth, dropping the smile he had maintained all along. He slowly got up and looked at Lilburn, who was covering his face with his hands.
“Lilburn?”
Adrian called softly, but this time Lilburn didn’t respond.
Feeling awkward, Adrian sighed deeply.
It seemed Lilburn was taking the situation much more seriously than Adrian had thought. It was understandable, considering the severe impact Adrian had suffered while dealing with the last monster wave.
Just as he thought he had almost cleared it, a swarm of wyverns appeared, causing a long and troublesome battle.
During this process, Adrian coughed up blood due to overusing his powers, and after barely making it back to the imperial palace, he lay in bed for days without waking up.
Lilburn had a hard time keeping it a secret even from the Emperor. For Lilburn, it must have been a hellish few days.
Lilburn almost cried when Adrian finally woke up.
“Really, really glad you are awake, Your Highness.”
“Thanks for the hard work, Lilburn.”
Waking up, Adrian himself realized it had been a close call. But thanks to Lilburn’s clever management, none of his siblings knew about his condition.
Adrian had not shown anyone else his physical condition, so even he did not know exactly the extent of his injuries or how much more power he could exert.
He was merely guessing and relying on instinct to gauge his limits.
It appeared he was currently at a dangerous level; pushing further might render him unable to use his powers for the rest of his life.
Though he urgently needed to receive tuning to heal his internal injuries, the situation was not favorable. His temporary solution was missed due to Isabella, the First Princess of Fitzroy.
But Adrian saw no reason to fully disclose the truth and amplify Lilburn’s anxiety. So, he reassured him, “Don’t worry. It’s not that bad yet.”
Finally, Lilburn removed his hand from his face and looked up.
“If you collapse, Your Highness, the empire could be in jeopardy.”
“Isn’t that a bit rude to say when His Majesty is still around?”
“I’m not joking. What about the princes currently being suppressed by your power? And if Isabella of Fitzroy truly starts making trouble, how can you act recklessly like this?”
Adrian looked uncomfortable at Lilburn’s words.
Indeed, if Adrian couldn’t hold his position, the imperial household would likely fall into chaos.
Although the first Empress had passed away, her son, Adrian, had the Emperor’s support, and his maternal family was one of the four great duke families, making his influence absolute. Apart from him, the other three princes were more or less equally powerful.
And Isabella Fitzroy was indeed a thorn in the empire’s side. Fitzroy’s national power was strong, and Isabella’s aggressive and violent nature meant that if she seized royal power, the two countries might end up in a power struggle, possibly leading to war.
The two countries were currently in a de facto ceasefire, with the threat of crisis looming at any moment.
But Adrian wondered if there was any need to worry now when he hadn’t lost his powers or been deposed.
“If it can’t be done by force, then it must be done with strategy.”
“Your Highness.”
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
