“No, that’s……. Of course, you possess extraordinary beauty, but a mutation has occurred.”
“But the appearance is the same. Only the skin has changed and the bones have protruded.”
“So isn’t that a problem?”
“It will eventually recover. And even with the scales, it didn’t look that strange.”
Again, it was the demon’s fault that came out in the dream. Having seen that appearance in advance, the emperor’s mutated appearance didn’t seem entirely alien or scary.
It just looked like it wouldn’t work. It seemed too painful.
Staring at Rasilia, Liyan shook her head sadly.
“I really don’t understand you, Your Majesty. Looking at what you say, you seem like you must be a companion of destiny, so why do you reject His Majesty so much?”
“…….”
Rasilia wanted to know the reason too.
Why was the empress losing her mark?
“I can’t tell you the answer. I don’t remember.”
Liyan smirked, twisting her lips in a smile.
“Aah……. That memory loss, it’s really disgustingly convenient.”
Serben returned at that moment.
“I’ve brought water and towels, Your Majesty. ……Has anything happened in the meantime?”
[This is the time separator]Serben was shaking his pupils, looking alternately at the two people. It seemed that the keenly sensed knight felt that the air in the room was different from before.
Rasilia opened her mouth.
“Not really. I was just impressed by Sir Sigres’s loyalty. Give me the towel.”
“Oh, like that……? You’re letting it go? Really?”
“There was nothing to call ‘letting it go.'”
When Serben glanced at Liyan, Liyan subtly averted her eyes.
Serben dipped the towel wrapped around his arm in the water and wrung it out before handing it to Rasilia.
“Here you are, Your Majesty.”
“Good job.”
Rasilia, who took the wet towel, naturally began to wipe Lescale’s face.
“Ah,”
Suddenly, Serben hesitated and almost spilled the water bowl. Liyan quickly grabbed the water bowl beside her.
“Why are you doing that?”
At Rasilia’s words, Serben blinked his eyes wildly.
“That’s…… You’re, you’re wiping it?”
“I asked for a wet towel to do that.”
“Wasn’t it to wipe Your Majesty’s face?”
“Is my face dirtier than His Majesty’s face right now?”
“Of course, as usual, your outward appearance is disgustingly beautiful…… I’m sorry. I misspoke. I didn’t mean to be rude……. No, you’re wiping it! His Majesty!”
Always calm and composed, Serben was so agitated that he blurted out anything. He really seemed surprised.
“I’m probably better than you guys. His Majesty is still holding on to me.”
It was fortunate that the arm was not grabbed. Anyway, as she was tightly hugged like this, if someone else wiped the Emperor while hovering next to her, it would be uncomfortable for Rasilia.
Whether Serben opened his mouth stupidly or not, Rasilia carefully wiped Lescale’s face with a wet towel.
No matter how you looked at it, this face couldn’t be said to be scary. It was more beautiful than any human Rasilia had seen so far.
If it hadn’t been for the dream where she was dying when she first saw this face, she wouldn’t have been so scared from the start.
“Would you like to change the towel? ……Sir Sigres?”
Wiping the bloodstains quickly soiled the towel. Rasilia looked at Serben, implying that she wanted the towel changed, but both Serben and Liyan had no reaction.
Both were staring at something, lost in thought.
“What?”
When Rasilia called out again, Liyan pointed to Rascal’s back with his finger.
“Do you see?”
There was no way to see. Rascal had embraced Rasilia’s waist and rested his head on her shoulder.
“Why is that?”
“The wound……,”
“The wound?”
Liyan spoke, his eyes wide in disbelief.
“It’s gone. Completely. In an instant.”
It was then.
“……Am I dreaming?”
Rascal, back to his normal state, opened his eyes.
“Your Majesty……?”
He reached out to grasp Rasilia’s cheek.
“You are in my bed.”
Rascal, speaking as if something were welling up within him, overlapped his lips with hers.
[This is the time separator]“That’s not it, Your Majesty. You are in my bed.”
Fortunately, the kiss ended in an attempt.
The moan of surprise that Liyan and Serben emitted made Rascal turn around, and Rasilia took the opportunity to pull up the quilt to cover her face.
Rascal couldn’t remember exactly what had happened after the transformation. All he knew was that he had locked himself in the room and had Liyan guard the door.
That’s why he couldn’t easily accept that this place was the Empress’s bedroom now.
“……So you didn’t come to me.”
Rascal whispered quietly.
His gaze towards Rasilia seemed hesitant, a completely different image from when he suddenly tried to kiss her as soon as he opened his eyes.
“So perhaps…… I forced you to…….”
“No, Your Majesty!”
The one who answered energetically was Serben.
“Although the two of you spent the night in one bed, we were also in this room. There was nothing to worry about!”
“Ah……”
Rascal made a small twisted face, hard to tell if he was angry or the opposite.
“Then that’s fortunate. Are you hurt anywhere?”
It was strange. Though his expression was hard to read, his eyes were the opposite. They were tender and affectionate, like that demon in the dream.
Like the demon who said that it didn’t matter if he was in pain to protect her, the Emperor seemed to harbor a similar tenderness, giving the illusion that it was so.
……Why did he dream such a dream?
Rasilia concealed a bitter smile that was creeping up.
“I am not, Your Majesty. You do not need to worry about last night’s incident anymore.”
“……Then.”
He slowly got up.
“I shouldn’t continue to be here…… should I?”
“You should take a bath. I have cleaned your face, but there are still many places stained with blood.”
“I see.”
Rascal got up from the bed very slowly.
The bed, where the two had tightly embraced all night, lost its warmth quickly as one person got up.
Breathing became easier, but at the same time, the skin felt a little chillier.
“May I come back after taking a bath?”
Without thinking, Rascal asked Rasilia, who was unconsciously wrapping her arms around herself.
That was a bit strange too. The Emperor, who used to calmly lie to get his way, now felt overly cautious.
“Didn’t you decide to stay here for a while?”
“That’s right.”
His answer was slow when asked, but quick in response.
“I will come back after the bath.”
“Do as you wish.”
“It won’t take long.”
The Emperor unnecessarily added these words, then left the bedroom with Liyan, accompanied.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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