The intention must have been to create a sense of crisis about having to undress in front of the maids, but thanks to Ivette, it was passed without any problem.
But she couldn’t tell Ivette that.
‘It could become a problem later on.’
If Ivette knew about the mark, and if it were known that she had conspired to hide it, Ivette also could not have escaped punishment. Maybe it would even affect Duke Shraidon.
Such a thing must not happen.
“Well… I will reduce the attendance for a while as the feeling towards me is not good. The underdress must have buttons on the front, and the nightgown must be the same.”
“Ah, don’t worry about attendance. I will make sure there is no lack, Your Majesty the Empress.”
That was what she was trying to avoid.
“Leave my underwear for me to put on. That’s more comfortable.”
“Ah… I understand, Your Majesty the Empress.”
Ivette closed her mouth and fanned vigorously again. Then she inhaled the smoke and coughed. Although she had become the first maid, in Rasilia’s eyes, Ivette looked more like a court lady.
It seemed a waste to have started the fire, so she entered the tub, but she felt that it wasn’t necessary.
“I will stop now.”
“Eh, yes? Your Majesty the Empress?”
“Go out first and prepare the clothes I will wear today. I will dry myself and put on my underwear.”
“It will be troublesome if you do it alone. I will help you.”
“No. That will take more time. Not only will I be late, but Your Majesty’s mealtime will also be delayed.”
“Ah, that’s right. I will obey, Your Majesty the Empress.”
Ivette hurriedly got up and left the bathroom.
After that, when Rasilia rose from the bathtub, PiPi turned its back, covering its face with its wings.
“Peep!”
“Huh, did the water splash?”
“Beep!”
“Ah, did you get startled when I suddenly stood up? I got it. I’ll talk before I move next time.”
The newly born bird acted like a person; it was absurd and a little cute.
“You will grow up quickly.”
As Rasilia dried herself with a towel, PiPi kept its eyes covered with its wings.
“I wonder what you will look like when you grow up.”
“Peep!”
When it became an adult, PiPi turned its back and wagged its tail, saying its appearance would be amazing.
“That’s right. A red bird. That would be really splendid.”
“Beep!”
But she would not be able to see that. PiPi would have to find its place before it grew up.
With such regret, Rasilia stroked PiPi’s head. PiPi flapped its wings, telling her to dress quickly.
[This is the time separator]Breakfast was served in the Empress’s Palace dining room.
Usually, breakfast was a simple affair while dealing with morning tasks in the office or bedroom, but since the Emperor had moved to the Empress’s Palace, it had somehow become an indispensable routine.
Silver plates with covers filled the table. Half the table was adorned with flowers, the other half with food. Even in the morning, the glittering candles in silver candlesticks were burdensome.
The most burdensome was the Emperor, sitting next to her.
It seemed that the Empress’s Palace was the Empress’s domain. The Emperor sat to her right.
Although he was sitting next to her, just turning her head slightly, she could see his face directly.
The Emperor, who made her heart flutter by saying good things in the morning, was particularly dazzling as he brightened the dining table in his resplendent attire.
The glittering silverware seemed to lose its luster after looking at the Emperor’s face.
“The Empress’s maid is late.”
Serben said quietly.
There would normally be no occasion for the shadow knight to open his mouth during a meal.
However, the first maid, who should have been standing beside the Empress to wipe her hands and mouth with a napkin and inform her of the order of the dishes, was nowhere to be seen.
Just then, the emperor’s palace steward, Persson, who had been keeping a stern face, stepped forward.
“I must call another maid, Your Majesty the Empress.”
Again, had it been a usual meal, Persson wouldn’t have had to step in.
But Persson was gradually getting angry because the emperor’s breakfast was delayed due to the empress’s maid.
Rasilia also noticed that.
“It seems to be a busy day as it’s the first day with a new maid. Yet, it wouldn’t be right to make you wait any longer, so it would be best to start the meal as is. Would that be alright, Your Majesty?”
“It’s fine to wait more.”
Rascal responded nonchalantly, as if he had been waiting.
As he said so, he reached his hand out over the table.
“If you do not want another maid, it is perfectly fine to delay the meal.”
“Thank you, but that won’t be necessary. The food might get cold, after all. …But why are you reaching out your hand?”
“To hold hands more comfortably.”
“…What?”
As Rasilia tilted her head and looked at him, Rascal let out a short breath.
Now Rasilia could recognize that this was the emperor’s own way of showing tension.
“If I grant your request, you’ll let me hold your hand.”
“…….”
“…….”
“…….”
“…….”
Everyone in the dining hall wore a similar expression, except for Rascal.
Especially Serben’s expression was quite pitiable.
“No, there’s no need to wait any longer. I am fine with having the meal as is.”
“Without any service?”
“I didn’t forget how to eat just because I lost my memory.”
“If that’s the case.”
Rascal dodged his gaze strangely while furrowing one brow. It was an expression of slight disappointment.
“…Then I shall pour the water for washing your hands.”
In any case, they had to eat. Persson poured the water from a silver pitcher into Rascal’s basin with gloved hands.
After Rascal dipped his hands into the basin and flicked his fingers, Persson wiped his hands with a thick, white napkin.
“Pour the water for the Empress to wash as well.”
“Ah, understood.”
Persson poured the water into the basin on the side opposite to where Rascal was sitting, then circled around the table to Rasilia’s left.
Imitating Rascal, Rasilia cleaned her hands, and Rascal quickly got up and snatched the napkin that was hanging on Persson’s arm.
“You have no one to wipe your hands, after all.”
“…Yes, Your Majesty?”
It wasn’t hard to understand the emperor’s intention, glittering his eyes and holding the napkin. It was something anyone could know, not just Rasilia.
“I must do it.”
“…Then I’ll rely on you.”
Refusing even such trivial matters was tiresome. If she rejected this, the emperor would bring up something else. It was more convenient to accept this small request and refuse the next one.
Rascal wrapped Rasilia’s wet hand with the napkin and started to wipe every single finger meticulously, much more than needed.
It seemed less like wiping the moisture and more like fondling the fingers, but no one could openly say so, as Rascal was the emperor.
“With this, I have granted your request once again.”
‘I feel like I’m the one who granted the request…’
“So now, I can hold your hand next time.”
“…….”
She was pondering how to respond when,
“I’m sorry for being late, Your Majesty the Empress!”
Ivette rushed into the dining hall, gasping for breath.
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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