Yeon-woo shook her wrist, revealing that she was wearing the same bracelet as Geon.
It wasn’t just Geon who was worried about this upcoming war.
Even if they had thoroughly prepared for the planned war, they were now a couple who had just become lovers.
Yeon-woo wanted to wish for the safety of both herself and Geon as they faced the war together.
“In the book of Taepyeong Gwanggi, isn’t there a saying that lovers tied with red threads will never be separated?”
The meaning of the red bracelet was also suitable as a gift for lovers.
Even if some considered it a superstition, she thought there was nothing wrong with clinging to a small hope.
If the red bracelet symbolized anything, it meant that the two would not be separated in any situation.
“If we wear bracelets made of red threads, we won’t drift apart, right? I made it with the wish for your safety and our eternity.”
“…….”
Seeing Geon silently looking at the bracelet, Yeon-woo felt nervous, and her heart pounded.
She couldn’t figure out what he was thinking.
Didn’t he like the gift?
Well, considering that the return gift for the fur clothing was just a bracelet, it seemed that the gifts were terribly mismatched.
With an uneasy heart, Yeon-woo started to speak hesitantly.
“As I mentioned in the book, I can’t tie threads around Nari’s ankles, so… um…”
“Did you just call me your lover?”
At that moment, Geon interrupted Yeon-woo and approached her.
“Do you want to wish for eternal love with me?”
“…Isn’t it too much, Nari?”
With Geon’s serious expression, Yeon-woo swallowed nervously.
Could it be that she alone thought the two of them were in a special relationship?
Geon hadn’t even considered their future together; was he the one who got carried away with romantic feelings?
It seemed like she was the only one who felt excited without a mutual understanding of their emotions.
When Yeon-woo became gloomy with that thought, Geon pulled her arm.
As Yeon-woo was embraced by Geon’s broad chest, the faint scent of the burnt wood, which he usually had, wafted gently.
Hugging Yeon-woo tightly, he slowly released his lips from hers.
“This bracelet will never come off for a lifetime.”
Realizing that her assumption was nothing but a conjecture, Yeon-woo wiped away her surprised tears and replied, “Isn’t it a bit much to say for a lifetime? If it gets old, I’ll make you a new one…”
At that moment, Geon’s deep crimson lips sealed Yeon-woo’s mouth.
In the sweet and lingering kiss, Yeon-woo lost her senses.
When their lips finally parted for a moment to catch their breath, Geon called her name in a deep, low voice.
“Yeonwoo…”
“Yes…”
Yeonwoo, who couldn’t escape from Geon’s breath, answered with a flushed face.
The sound of the beating heart couldn’t be distinguished as to whose it was.
Geon looked down at Yeonwoo, whom he held in his arms.
It didn’t feel real that this lovely woman was truly his lady.
“You are my first and last destiny.”
Geon held Yeonwoo tightly, as if showing his possessiveness toward her that he would never let her go.
“I won’t let you go forever.”
“Nari…”
Receiving the desire-filled gaze with pure eyes, Yeonwoo wholeheartedly reciprocated Geon’s vow.
“I won’t let you go either.”
Yeonwoo wrapped her arms around Geon’s waist and buried her face in his chest.
Then, the sound of Geon’s thumping heart echoed in Yeonwoo’s heart like a thunderous roar.
Enveloped in the warmth that seemed to melt her whole body, Yeonwoo wished for this moment to last forever.
With only a short time left until the deployment, Yeonwoo and Geon, in the unfulfilled longing, continued to breathe each other in.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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