“I want to eat first.”
Externally she appeared calm, but Rasilia’s mind was in an earthquakelike state.
‘Touch is needed during a blue moon, isn’t it? Then today’s not the time for that. He merely touched lips during the day. Would he have done that if touch was really necessary? ……Yes, so not today.’
She certainly had pushed him away, telling him not to.
‘It won’t happen……. He clearly said we’ll meet at dinner. Sharing a bed…… So if touch was needed, he would have said to meet at night, wouldn’t he? Isn’t that so?’
What Lescar meant was dinner. What had unnecessarily changed the mood to what it was now was the negligently chosen first night’s pajamas by Rasilia, who knew nothing. It was only regrettable that Rasilia was completely ignorant of this point.
‘Yes. Calm down. It’s not today. ……Yes, really not today.’
“In that case.”
Rasilia, whose thoughts were coming and going in her mind, didn’t know what Lescar might be thinking, but he obediently nodded.
It had never happened before.
Since the Empress had fallen into amnesia, Lescar had strangely been listening well to what the Empress said. It was a change Lescar himself had not yet recognized.
“Sit here.”
Lescar pulled out a chair at the dining table.
With the movement of his arms, his Persian gown became disordered, revealing a glimpse of his chest.
Rasilia, taken aback, turned her head to the side without realizing it.
“Why do you do that?”
Rasilia answered, fixing her gaze on the void.
“Do you always dine in such a loose outfit?”
“…….”
Lescar stiffened for a moment.
“Don’t you like it?”
“Everything feels strange since I lost my memory. I asked because it doesn’t seem like a good outfit for dining.”
“…….”
Lescar froze again for a moment.
“It might not be very comfortable.”
“That’s what I mean.”
“But it would be comfortable for sharing a bed. There’s nothing else to take off.”
“What, ……!”
She almost screamed.
‘What’s with “not today”? It was obviously that.’
This time, Rasilia froze.
Lescar, who was looking at the speechless Rasilia, thankfully said this:
“Should I change?”
“Now, you say?”
“If you don’t like it.”
It was an opportunity. There was no need to think further.
“Yes. I don’t like it.”
“……I see.”
Creak.
Lescar pulled out the chair completely.
“Sit and wait. It won’t take long.”
“Yes.”
But Lescar, who seemed like he would go out and do something to the chamberlain at any moment, stood still, his hand on the back of the chair.
“……?”
“Come and sit.”
“Ah…….”
Rasilia slowly moved her tense steps.
Swoosh.
Lescar slowly pushed the chair forward after Rasilia finally sat down.
That wasn’t all. While pushing the chair, he tilted his head, breathed in her hair, and Rasilia, recalling what he had done during the day, quickly shifted her body to the side.
Lescar muttered softly.
“……How did you know? I didn’t even touch your body.”
“…….”
So his words seemed to mean that while smelling, he had tried to touch his lips somewhere on her body, but Rasilia had noticed it before that.
‘What’s this, seriously. They should be on bad terms.’
What the Emperor was doing now didn’t give that impression at all.
Although Rasilia was also ignorant about what happens between men and women, she at least knew that the habit of wanting to touch the body whenever there’s an opportunity is the exact opposite of being on bad terms.
‘Why does he seem so impatient? Like a dog raised in the temple yard.’
The Emperor of Eliaden was too big and dazzling to be called a puppy, but there was a somewhat similar aspect in his actions.
The dog, tied in the yard, whined and struggled to rush at Rasilia every time she passed by. If hugged once, it would lick all over its body and wag its tail so much that it couldn’t be seen.
“……No, I still want to do it.”
The emperor, who uttered these words quietly, bowed his head to the side and quickly kissed Rasilia’s cheek.
“Ugh,”
Rasilia jerked her head, but it was too late. The warmth, no, the hot sensation of lips remained on her cheek.
“I’ll be on my way.”
The emperor turned his body, squinting, looking at me with a gaze as hot as his lips.
“……. I can’t stand it!”
As soon as the emperor left his seat, Rasilia jumped up. Without knowing, her hand was frantically rubbing the cheek where the lips had touched.
Beyond liking or disliking, that unfamiliar sensation was too hot. Rasilia had never experienced something like this before, and that’s why she was confused.
A man who might kill her if he found out her true identity was making her feel disoriented, and it frightened her.
“I can’t stay here any longer.”
Thoughts were for later.
For now, the priority was to avoid this place.
Looking again, she seemed to understand why this room was so dark. The cozy room, lit only by candles instead of kerosene lamps, implied something stickier and denser than a kiss on the cheek.
Rasilia, who had been heading towards the door from which the emperor had just disappeared, suddenly stopped.
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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