“Ah! No! This is…! I didn’t mean to be disrespectful!”
Serben let go of Rasilia’s hand with a horrified expression.
It shouldn’t have been such a shocking moment, but his mind froze due to her piercing, golden gaze.
In his haste to let go, Rasilia, who was just stepping off the carriage platform, stumbled.
“Ah, Your Majesty!”
“Move.”
Rascal forcefully pushed Serben aside and grabbed hold of Rasilia.
Thud!
Serben fell, hitting his nose on the wheel of the carriage.
“Ugh.”
Serben covered his nose and groaned.
No one could ask if he was okay.
Rascal stood still, holding Rasilia in place.
“Your Majesty, you can let go now.”
Rasilia slightly turned her gaze and spoke softly.
It was awkward, embarrassingly so.
Treating the Emperor as a sham was one thing; being this close under the suspicion that he could be her true companion was another, an enormous difference.
The gaze that held her, the dazzling golden eyes, even the shallow breaths and body heat coming through, were all different.
A gaze that had been burdensome until now seemed to softly whisper his emotions.
His eyes, cold as metal at first, were now unbearably hot.
“I didn’t expect you to be here.”
Rascal gave an irrelevant reply.
The central square was chaotic, dealing with the aftermath.
People were busy clearing the fallen buildings, moving bodies, extinguishing fires, and attending to the injured.
Rascal was also covered in dust. He had taken off his outer garment, unbuttoned the top of his shirt, revealing beads of sweat on his neck and his soiled shoes.
“I sent an immature bird. You should have returned to the palace and stayed safe.”
“Yes, Pipi relayed the message.”
“Then why?”
“That’s because…”
Before Rasilia could fully elaborate that she had to come for various reasons due to what happened at the temple, Rascal interrupted.
“Did you come to see me?”
“…At the temple, yes?”
“You’d see me sooner by coming here. Otherwise, there’s no reason. You would have heard this place was visited by demons. If not to see me, you have no reason to be here, right?”
“No, that’s not…”
He cut off her reply again.
“That’s right. You came to see me.”
Rascal abruptly embraced Rasilia.
“That’s because…”
Rasilia couldn’t deter Rascal.
She felt his genuine happiness throughout her body.
‘I would have seen him in the palace anyway… Is he happy because it was unexpected? …But he’s too happy. I haven’t done anything.’
Actually, Rasilia had done something.
For the first time, she had taken the initiative to find him. There was a reason, but that didn’t matter to Rascal now.
The Empress, who had once contemplated leaving, had stayed by his side. The cost was the dread of divorce, the most horrifying word in the continental common language.
Of course, a divorce would never happen, but the mere mention of the word from the Empress still chilled his heart.
Since then, she had avoided him for days. Was it because he refused her request for a divorce, or was she still hoping for one? Every moment was like walking on thin ice.
So today meant a lot to Rascal.
“I’m too happy.”
“Ah…”
Rasilia, unable to say she wanted to be let go, curled her fingers.
Though the Emperor’s tight embrace was still burdensome, it was no longer as foreign as before. She was worried she might get used to this embrace.
‘If I were his true companion, this would be natural… but the Emperor is fated to kill me.’
Seeing the Emperor so happy, she couldn’t imagine him killing her. She couldn’t even envision him coldly turning away, dismissing the notion of fate.
Even then, she didn’t feel like pushing him away.
That was a bit frightening.
It seemed like the destiny of a companion to fall in love with someone with demonic blood, no matter what they went through.
“Beep…”
Pipi forced its way between the two, demanding not to be left alone.
Rescal caught Pipi, who was trying to burrow into Rasilia’s arms, with one hand and tossed it aside.
“You, out.”
“Beep!”
Pipi, thrown away in a flash, fluttered without being able to spread its wings.
“Your Majesty, that was too much.”
She was relieved to have an excuse.
Rasilia pushed Rescal away.
Rescal wouldn’t let go unless she told him to stop.
“Let go now. Pipi seems angry.”
“…Let go now?”
“Yes.”
“You were the one who sought me out.”
“What does that matter?”
“Beep!”
Agreeing with her, Pipi flew to the side and deliberately flapped its wings forcefully.
“…And that immature bird gets angry all the time anyway. No need to constantly soothe it. It’ll get angry again.”
“Beep! Beep!”
Pipi became furious, as if saying that made no sense.
“See, it’s like that.”
“Beep! Beep!”
Pipi’s flapping intensified, but despite the furious flapping, it was still too small to be anything but cute.
Rescal still held Rasilia tightly, winking at Pipi.
“Be quiet, you’re noisy.”
“Beep! Beep!”
“If you feel wronged, grow up.”
“Beep! Beep!”
She was concerned that Pipi might hurt its throat at this rate.
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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