Swoosh… Thud.
At last, the Emperor’s body fell to the side.
Not long after eating the fruit, the Emperor slackened his eyelids.
He seemed sleepy, he said, and the Emperor’s head fell and pressed down on Rasilia’s shoulder.
She tried to catch him so he wouldn’t fall. But the difference in their physiques was tremendous. She tried to grab his clothes, but the Emperor, leaning on her shoulder, slid down along with the chair and fell to the floor.
She was able to avoid a severe head bump since she was holding onto his clothes.
“Sigh… It’s impossible. He’s too heavy.”
Moving him to the bed was impossible too. Rasilia somehow laid the Emperor down properly on the floor and brought a pillow to put under his head.
“I don’t know what kind of fruit it is, but its effect is quite good.”
Rasilia looked at the sleeping Emperor and muttered quietly.
“I was able to feed it to him easier than I thought. Fortunately. But…”
But why did the Emperor say he would taste it first?
She was fortunate, but that reason was a bit curious.
“If I hadn’t known the relationship was bad, I might have thought the Emperor took the risk first for the Empress.”
It was a moment when the strange, unfamiliar, enigmatic, and frightening Emperor seemed somewhat human.
“It would be nice if he would think we had contact like this. …Ah, maybe it would be better to undress him a little.”
It was then that Rasilia, who had thought this far, touched the Emperor’s body.
“…Ah!”
Suddenly, the Emperor tightly grabbed the hand that touched him, and Rasilia was startled as if her heart would drop. She thought he had woken up from sleep.
Fortunately, the Emperor was not awake. He was just clenching his hand tightly.
‘What is this? How can he do this while sleeping?’
Rasilia struggled to pull her hand out. The strength was strong enough to disregard sleepiness. In the end, she was able to pull her hand out by spreading her fingers one by one.
‘It hurts.’
She wondered if a bruise would form on the back of her hand. Not knowing when and where he might grab again, Rasilia quickly created distance. As Rasilia moved away, the Emperor’s clearly sleeping eyelids twitched.
‘Ah, I don’t even know how long the effect lasts.’
Although he was asleep, she did not know when the Emperor would wake up. If he woke up within an hour or two, it was enough to attempt contact afterward.
‘I need to hide somewhere until tomorrow morning. Since I lost my memory, I can excuse myself by saying I got lost inside the palace.’
The decision was quick, and so was the action.
Rasilia immediately approached the door.
As expected, when she opened the door, two guards looked at her with puzzled faces.
“What’s the matter, Your Majesty?”
“The Emperor has fallen asleep.”
“Ah…?”
“I’ll be in my room until he wakes up.”
“Ah, but… we did not receive any instructions on what to do.”
The guards initially blocked her way, but it was not unexpected.
“I’ll come back if he looks for me after waking up.”
Then the guards could do no more.
Rasilia returned to the Empress’s palace with the guards’ escort.
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Thud.
The door closed.
Rasilia, who repeatedly confirmed that no one was in the room, opened the window.
“You said you would come if I called. Can you come now?”
A moment later, peculiar birds flew in.
This time, there were more of them. The birds chattered with different voices, making it a little noisy.
“Shh. Someone might hear.”
The birds quieted down at once.
“I need a place to hide until tomorrow morning. Is there a place where I won’t be caught and can go from here?”
The birds talked amongst themselves for a while. Then, as if a conclusion was reached, they nodded vigorously.
Yes, yes.
Yes, yes. It’s okay there, it’s okay.
Rasilia sighed with relief.
“It’s really fortunate. Can I ask for guidance?”
The birds talked amongst themselves for a while, and then a bird with blue feathers jumped through the window.
Me, me.
“You mean you will guide me. Thank you. Where should I go?”
This way, this way.
The small blue bird flew up.
Rasilia, having left a word of thanks to the other birds, followed the blue bird.
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There was definitely something about these birds.
They were not only unusual in speaking, but they were also extremely clever and knew the ins and outs of the palace.
The blue bird expertly found passages that people rarely used and took Rasilia to the north tower. It seemed to take about an hour just to move around the vast interior of the palace.
The atmosphere changed as they entered the north tower.
It was just as splendid and spotlessly cleaned as the rest of the palace, but it was somehow serene.
It felt as if time had stopped only here.
“Where is this place?”
Here, no people. Don’t come.
“Why?”
Here, there is an owner.
“Uh? An owner?”
Instead of answering, the blue bird seemed to gesture to look directly and pecked at the closed door with its beak.
“Can I enter here?”
Yes, yes.
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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