“With a half-hearted attitude, nothing can be achieved. From my current position to this point, I have trampled countless people and stained my hands with much blood to reach where I am. What about the position of the Crown Prince, even higher than this? To maintain the power of the Min family, which holds the position of Minister of Rites, it is essential for Hwan to ascend to the throne stably. If there is any obstacle, it would be Gwangho-gun Igeon, the second in line for the throne succession. At least, Hwan must have the ability to compete with him. However, in Minsangju’s eyes, the current Crown Prince is nothing but an ignorant youngster.”
“I will handle my affairs. The age for receiving Your Grace’s advice has passed.”
As Hwan resisted against Minsangju’s pressure, the man cautiously opened his mouth as if something had come to his mind.
“Uh…”
“What is it now?”
Hwan turned towards the man, irritated.
At that moment, the man swallowed his saliva and spoke.
“…There’s something I haven’t mentioned yet.”
Before presenting the tiger skin to the king, Geon took Yeonwoo to a place that needed a visit. The destination was a mansion near the palace, exuding elegance and grandeur.
The tiled mansion clearly indicated that it was a residence for someone of high status. Surprised, Yeonwoo widened his eyes and commented, “Whose house is this? It’s incredibly luxurious.”
Before Geon could answer Yeonwoo’s question, a steward came out to greet them.
“It’s been a while, Lord Gwangho. I thought you had forgotten about this place since you haven’t visited for a long time.”
“I came to make preparations for going to the palace.”
Before Geon could continue, he handed a prepared note to the steward.
“It’s a list of things needed until entering the palace. Prepare them quickly.”
“I will get them ready right away.”
After the steward stepped back, Yeonwoo, still surprised, couldn’t close his mouth. Some people struggled to obtain even a modest thatched house, while others left such a luxurious mansion unattended and roamed outside. If this wasn’t a waste of national resources, what could be considered wasteful?
Yeonwoo, in a voice that conveyed his inability to comprehend, asked Geon, “No, are you going to sleep uncomfortably in the rough military camps instead of this nice house?”
“Does this look like a place where people live?”
While the words were spoken, Yeonwoo observed the surroundings of the mansion.
Some strive hard just to obtain a small house to gain independence, while others wander outside, leaving behind such a luxurious mansion. If this isn’t a waste of national resources, what else could be considered wasteful?
Yeonwoo, in a voice expressing his lack of understanding, asked Geon, “No, are you going to sleep uncomfortably in the rough military camps instead of this nice house?”
“Do you think this is a place where people live?”
With the opportunity arising, Yeonwoo looked around the mansion.
The spacious mansion was dazzlingly splendid with no flaws to be found. Stewards and palace maids stationed everywhere seemed ready to serve at any moment, making it more comfortable than it appeared.
“I have no idea. Isn’t this place spacious, with many stewards and palace maids?”
As Yeonwoo blinked, as if indicating his lack of understanding, Geon lowered his head and whispered softly into Yeonwoo’s ear.
“Take a closer look.”
“!”
Suddenly caught off guard, Yeonwoo’s face turned red at the unexpected proximity.
Meanwhile, Geon’s voice was strangely pleasant to listen to. Feeling embarrassed, Yeonwoo coughed and looked around again.
Upon closer inspection of the interior of the mansion, despite its overwhelming grandeur, there was a lonely feeling. It wasn’t merely because the owner had left the house vacant for a long time.
With well-oiled sturdy columns and a dust-free wooden floor, the mansion seemed flawless at first glance. However, the perfection seemed to stifle, and the warmth of human habitation was absent.
Most of all, there was something else that made it suffocating.
Every time Geon moved, the gazes of the steward and palace maids followed him. Positioned throughout, it seemed like they didn’t miss a single move, almost as if they were surveilling.
How could a place where one couldn’t feel at ease be called a home? That was why Geon didn’t stay in this place.
While Yeonwoo had a house he lived in for a long time, dealing with family members who only scratched the surface was more uncomfortable than sleeping outdoors under a tent.
Yeonwoo wondered if the reason he left his house and Geon didn’t visit the mansion might not be unrelated.
“Still, now that you’ve come in, the atmosphere of human habitation seems to be filling up.”
Until then, it was a place where he didn’t even want to set foot, but as soon as Yeonwoo entered the mansion, it felt as if the space had become brighter and more welcoming, as if it had become a different place.
After a while, the two moved to the room where the meal was prepared.
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
