When I opened my eyes, I was inside a broken carriage. My back hurt as if it was on fire, and my whole body was a mess. The unfamiliar rough fabric of the first-time-seen clothes was making the wounded skin even more painful.
The most unbearable thing was the thirst.
What on earth is this?
The thirst that Carthahena felt for the first time now was all directed towards Rescal.
Seeing his gold, an intense thirst surged. Ternaden expressed it as crazy love, but Carthahena couldn’t understand.
This thirst was literally a desire for the body to burn, not a fluctuating emotion.
It was different from the desire to mix bodies. It was a thirst to drink. There were no words to express it properly other than that.
When I woke up with a body like a rag, what I felt was similar to the thirst for Rescal. It was strange that I could feel the same sensation even though Rescal was not here.
Moved my body as thirst led.
The ones there were still not completely dead humans. Judging by their appearance, they seemed like coachmen pulling this miserable carriage.
” L-Lysilia-nim… You’re a-live…”
He called himself by the name Lysilia.
It was more strange than absurd.
Why can I feel a beating heart inside the author’s body? It could be felt that the heartbeat was gradually weakening. Somehow, it felt regrettable.
Before that heart completely stopped, there was something to do.
Approached the mess beside the body, just like my body.
As I raised my arm, the coachman trembled with joy.
” Blessings before you die… Can you bestow your blessings… Oh, God. Please protect the prophet of Delarta.”
The prophet of Delarta. Lysilia.
That seemed to be referring to this body.
Carthahena wiped the biggest wound on the coachman’s arm with the coachman’s raised arm.
Blood flowed. Lowered my head with blood dripping. Blood swirled in the mouth, and it seemed to drip sweetly as if trying to relieve thirst.
” L-Lysilia-nim? W-What… Ugh!”
The coachman, seeing himself licking his blood-stained lips, gasped for breath.
Staring at him without saying anything, the coachman dried up while still alive.
Strangely, I could feel the body being filled with some force.
Ah, this was the thirst for this.
Carthahena understood her thirst that way.
What she had eaten was not just a sip of blood, but the vitality of a human being.
However, the start seemed a bit twisted.
After quenching her thirst with blood for the first time, it continued to bleed.
“…Beautiful.”
Carthahena looked into the mirror and murmured as if looking at someone else. In fact, her face was always unfamiliar.
Although she had seen it from birth, strangely, she never felt like it was herself. It always felt like looking at another human.
Swish.
Carthahena stood up from the chair.
Standing in front of the mirror, Carthahena, for some reason, loosened her shoulder decorations.
Delarta’s clothing was much simpler compared to Eliaden’s. There was no layering of underwear or puffing up the skirt.
Delicately fixing the fabric with carefully folded pleats as shoulder decorations, it was a style to wrap the body.
While men’s clothes, with separate tops and bottoms, were more complex, women’s clothes consisted only of that. When the shoulder decorations and waistband were removed, it immediately became bare.
Thud.
The fabric fell to the floor.
In the mirror, the naked body was fully revealed.
“Just come in. Don’t bother to put on a false appearance that doesn’t exist.”
Carthahena unexpectedly spoke such words.
Instead of raising an embarrassed head, Flota, who had been lying down and sobbing, bit her lips tightly and flattened herself even more.
“If you say so.”
Ricardo I, who approached from within the mirror, appeared.
Carthahena faced him through the mirror without turning her head.
Ricardo I, who approached from behind, knelt down with admiration and looked Carthahena up and down.
Without caring about what he would do, Carthahena admired herself in the mirror.
“After you’ve seen it all, look here.”
Carthahena turned her hand back and pointed somewhere.
“Why there?”
Ricardo I, sitting behind Carthahena, bent his knees. It was to get a closer look at where Carthahena pointed.
“It’s nothing. It seems like a snowfield that no one has stepped on.”
Ricardo I lowered his head as if to kiss, lips slightly parted.
At that moment, Carthahena turned her body quickly.
“Is there really nothing?”
“There’s nothing. What should be there?”
“…It feels dirty.”
Carthahena pushed away Ricardo I’s forehead with her finger, who was sticking to her body, and then sat back in the chair.
“Stop crying, get up, and dress me.”
“Yes, Lysilia-nim!”
Flota, without being addressed by any name, quickly got up.
She couldn’t relax for even a second. If she didn’t immediately understand what the prophet said, it wasn’t just the fingernails but something worse that would fly.
After hastily wiping the blood on her hands on her clothes, Flota picked up Carthahena’s clothes.
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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