Ivett thoroughly examined all the items related to the noble’s conjugal relations and talked to a total of six courtiers. This should be sufficient. Even though there were moments when Ivett felt awkward while openly prying into explicit experiences, she bravely overcame those moments. After all, it was all for Her Majesty the Empress.
“Yeah, yeah… So, um… Uh, right… From there… Uh, yeah. That’s right, I see… Uh, from there… …Huh? Ha, that’s right… Oh, I see. Yeah, yeah, that’s right.”
Ivett carried a pen and paper, making notes as she went along. Although she had somewhat convoluted explicit experiences into coded language, she had filled about five pages with notes. Now she hesitated, contemplating whether to take out the sixth paper and jot down the recent conversation.
“…So, in this case, it’s better to do it like this, and then if that’s the case… …Uh?”
Mumbling like that, she continued to write something.
“…Uh?”
At some point, Ivett looked at what she had written with a vacant expression.
“What did I just say?”
It was no longer words. Instead, it was a strange pattern that was incomprehensible.
“What… is this?”
It was incomprehensible. Why was she doing this?
Ivett shook her head and tried to gather her thoughts.
“So, from there… …Uh.”
Her hand wouldn’t listen.
The pen she held continued to draw something other than words.
“Why, why… Why is this happening… Why…”
Ivett applied force to her hand until her face turned red. Her hand didn’t stop and continued to draw something.
Squelch.
As she drew, she ran out of ink. Ivett hit the back of her hand with the pen nib.
Blood dripped, and Ivett continued to draw, using blood as ink.
“…It’s done.”
When the paper was completely filled with an unrecognizable pattern, Ivett glanced around nervously. Then, she hid the paper behind a portrait hanging on the wall.
“Not enough yet.”
Ivett, who muttered absentmindedly, took out another blank paper and drew another unrecognizable pattern. Though it couldn’t be identified, the mixture of blood and ink made the drawing eerie.
“One more.”
Completing one more paper, Ivett hid it somewhere.
“One more.”
As the blood ceased to flow and clotted, she reopened the wound to squeeze out more blood. She completed seven papers, hiding them in a corner of the empress’s palace.
Ivett, who mindlessly drew the bizarre patterns, bore a resemblance to the boundary Hasdeya had scratched in the space he occupied.
Time continued to flow, and there was still no news from Ivett.
Rasiliah, unable to overcome the accumulating tension, stood up from the sofa.
“Lady Shurayden is too late.”
“Pipi?”
Pipi, who had been dozing off beside Rasiliah, raised its head.
“Maybe the task is more difficult than I thought… Maybe.”
“Pipi?”
Rasiliah, wondering if she should go and call Ivett, asked Pipi.
“Hmm… Well, I’m not sure. What should I do? I really don’t know.”
Rasiliah stared blankly at the wall clock.
The time for Reskal to arrive was nine o’clock.
It was after dinner, as they had decided not to dine together. Rasiliah felt she wouldn’t be able to eat anything while looking at Reskal’s face today.
Until then, which meant approximately two more hours, she had to finish her meal, take a bath, and change into nightwear.
It would be good to brush her hair as well. And she needed to learn about the etiquette related to sharing a bed.
Ivett’s delay might imply there was a lot to learn.
So, should she wait longer?
“Would it be better to wait for about one more hour?”
Tension had made her forget her appetite anyway. She could skip the meal, and she could bathe alone.
“What do you think?”
“Pipi?”
Pipi tilted its head, indicating it didn’t know either.
“Oh, then should I go and check?”
The answer, quite unexpectedly, came from near the window.
“…….”
Approaching the window, Rasiliah smiled.
The person sitting on the windowsill, with their head slightly turned, was undoubtedly Lyan.
“I thought you were in the next room beside Kyung.”
“Sometimes I feel like I want to feel the breeze. Oh, just to let you know in advance, it can’t be helped that you’ll hear our conversation for a while. My hearing has become so excellent that it’s almost regrettable.”
Not only her hearing but all her senses were like that. Lyan often found it challenging.
“But you can trust my mouth, Your Majesty. Regardless of the content of the conversation with the Phoenix, nothing will leave my lips without permission.”
“Believe in what Kyung says. And Lady Shurayden… …you don’t need to be concerned.”
In the brief pause where words were cut off, Rasiliah’s cheeks blushed slightly.
“Oh, you can order me to do that much. I’ll go and come back so quickly that it’ll surprise you. Time is running out. It seems like there’s less than two hours left now.”
“No, it’s not about that… …Wait, what did you say?”
“I said there’s not much time. …Oh, was that not appropriate?”
Lyan pretended not to know, making Rasiliah even more embarrassed.
When male lead is the homewrecker
“I know she doesn’t love him.”
I’ve read the novel below twice already. Girls, I’m highly recommending it to you!
The female lead? Not a good person.
The second male lead? Not a good person.
The male lead? Willingly plays the third party, breaking up the female and second male lead’s relationship despite all the warnings from his friends—so yeah, he’s definitely not a good person either.
Basically, nobody in this novel is simple-minded or without scheming.
The female lead starts off as the male lead’s secretary, but don’t worry—later on, she takes over the company while the male lead steps back to support her. He won’t steal her spotlight, overshadow her, or dull her shine.
I love novels where men are out here snatching wigs, tearing each other down, and going to war just to win the female lead’s affection. And this is exactly that kind of novel. Most of Hai Dai Ran’s works have this dynamic. You’ll see the male characters’ emotions being pushed to the absolute extreme.
There’s even a scene where the second male lead exposes the male lead online for being a homewrecker. The brotherhood immediately gangs up on him, dragging him through the mud. I find it compelling —it completely flips reality on its head, where usually, women are the ones fighting over a man and getting torn apart by the sisterhood.
For me, female leads in the novels I read should only struggle in their careers, not in love. But if the brainless romantics in the story are all men? I have zero complaints.
I’ve pretty much read all of Hai Dai Ran’s novels and even translated all of them—her works are just my thing. I’ll slowly upload everything here. One day, when my website is official, I hope I can invite her to join as one of the star authors.
Here’s the story synopsis:
One-line summary: She is his lifelong obsession, to the point where he was willing to be a third wheel, scorned by society, just to wedge his way into her relationship with her fiancé.
Cold-hearted and indifferent female lead + Scheming and subservient CEO male lead
Intro 1:
“I know she doesn’t love him.”
With blood trickling from his clenched fist, Rong Xiu gazed at the woman before him, his eyes clouded with anguish. Hidden in the wardrobe, he had witnessed Fan Xia – the woman he desperately loved – in an intimate embrace with her fiancé. Yet his heart still yearned for her, defying all reason.
Fan Xia, the elegant and composed assistant, carried something mysterious in her eyes whenever she looked at her fiancé, Wen Lan Sheng. Strange occurrences began to surface – secret meetings with the young Gu Jin Yi, an unexplained withdrawal of 5,000 yuan… Then suddenly, her fiancé’s sister, Wen Jing, violently attacked her.
In this matriarchal society, Rong Xiu had risen to become the chairman of a powerful healthcare conglomerate, breaking through gender prejudices. But for the first time, he willingly stepped into the shadows as the other man, disregarding his friends’ warnings to become her secret lover.
Because he had discovered the truth – Fan Xia wasn’t the pure angel everyone believed her to be. And perhaps, he was the only one capable of helping her execute her mysterious plan…
Intro 2:
Rong Xiu’s biggest regret in life was missing out on Fan Xia.
He secretly loved Fan Xia for 7 years.
Watched her go public with her boyfriend.
Watched her kiss her boyfriend at their wedding.
Until that man blissfully nestled in Fan Xia’s arms, obtaining everything he could only dream of.
The crazy jealousy stripped away his hidden secret love, layer by layer, burning like wildfire.
Fan Xia, how can I have you!
【Reading and Trigger Warning Guide】
1. Female dominant, male submissive, male pregnancy
2. Male lead schemes his way to the top, male competition
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