That aspect of speaking so seriously was very much like Lescale.
“Isn’t it normal?”
“Not at all. As far as I know, it’s not.”
When someone speaks with such conviction and a serious face, it could confuse the listener at least once.
“…You haven’t even washed your face.”
“Is it forbidden to kiss before washing? As far as I know, there is no such royal law.”
While there might not be a royal law, there was common sense.
Lacelia slightly shook her nose.
“Because I don’t like it.”
“Ah… … In that case.”
Lescale turned his head slightly. It was an entirely unfamiliar sight, but it couldn’t be helped if it reminded one of a chick covering its face with wings.
“Even while sleeping, I waited for that the whole time.”
Turning his head, Lescale added quietly.
It was a big deal. Now, it wasn’t that she couldn’t understand that unfamiliar sight; it was rather tender.
“Then please wait a little longer.”
“…If you wish.”
When Lacelia smiled slightly and tried to get out of bed, Lescale quickly grabbed her sleeve.
“But be aware. I’m not hesitating to step back because I’m reluctant to kiss you without washing. Whether or not I wash, it’s the same face. I’m stepping back because you want me to.”
Was that what he meant with such a serious face?
“I understand.”
“That’s enough… No, I know, but why do I have to wash my face? You said it’s the same.”
“Just to clarify, because I don’t like it.”
“That means there’s no reason to dislike it.”
“There’s no better reason. And if Your Majesty doesn’t continue to interfere, I can finish washing up even faster.”
“Oh, in that case.”
Finally, Lescale let go of her sleeve.
Perhaps it was because of the mood.
Near his cheeks, there seemed to be a faint blush.
No, it wasn’t a misconception. With a face reddened enough to notice the change at a glance, he said to Lacelia.
“I didn’t expect you to say such a thing. I’m very pleased.”
Lacelia didn’t understand Lescale’s reaction.
“…? I just said the obvious.”
“Oh, is that obvious? …I guess so. Because you are my companion.”
“Rather than a companion, isn’t it something anyone could think of?”
“What are you talking about?”
Lescale furrowed his brow.
“I can’t say to anyone other than you that I want to kiss as soon as possible. I won’t even think of doing that to anyone else.”
“What? When did I say such a thing?”
“Just now.”
She didn’t.
“I asked you to let go so I could finish washing up quickly and kiss you.”
“…”
Please don’t distort other people’s words so arbitrarily.
“I didn’t mean that…”
Lescale quickly interrupted.
“Hurry back. I’ll escort you.”
It wasn’t the first time he had said he would escort her to the bathroom.
“Then.”
Lacelia took the hand he offered and stood up.
While escorting Lacelia to the bathroom door, Lescale, very seriously, said before closing the door.
“I won’t move a step from here until you finish washing up.”
It seemed that way.
At this moment, there would be nothing Lescale could do to stop her.
“As you wish.”
Thud.
Lacelia closed the bathroom door.
Due to not calling for Yvette, she had to wash up alone. She rolled up her sleeves, drew water in the basin, and splashed her face.
Strangely, perhaps because she had been looking at Lescale, the temperature of her cheeks felt a bit warmer than usual.
“Ah… Did I, did I come… at the wrong time?”
Yvette had no idea what was happening inside the bedroom.
Yvette had rushed here just to deliver an urgent message to the Empress, carrying the letter from the Duke’s messenger. Unfortunately, it was regrettable that it happened just at the moment when Lacelia, after washing up, came out of the bathroom with a slightly tense face.
“That’s… The Duke Peleion has awakened… and urgently sought the Empress, saying there isn’t much time… The messenger from the Duke’s residence seemed very urgent, saying he couldn’t afford to waste time…”
Well, considering that everyone had rushed to the palace at this early hour, it was clear that something very urgent had happened.
Yvette couldn’t refuse the messenger’s earnest request, sweating and begging her to convey the message to the Empress as soon as possible.
Anyway, it was like that, but the Empress was still in her nightgown, looking at her with eyes resembling those of a nightgown.
Yvette, without realizing it, fidgeted backward and looked at Lacelia pitifully.
“Em… Empress, Empress… Since you’ve finished… washing up, I’ll, I’ll quickly prepare… your clothes… No, but it seems like I’ve, I’ve done something wrong and… somehow…”
At this rate, it seemed like tears might fall from her large eyes.
Lacelia raised her head.
“Lady, you haven’t done anything wrong. …Since something urgent has come up, it seems I have to postpone my small promise a bit, Your Majesty.”
“…”
Lescale pursed his lips.
It couldn’t be ignored that his expression showed tremendous disappointment and a wounded heart. It might look terribly scary to Yvette’s eyes, but it wasn’t for Lacelia.
“……I’ve been waiting all night.”
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
*
Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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