Rasilia was headed to the northern tower.
“Shraiden Combine! Are you in there? I’m coming in!”
Matching Rasilia’s quick pace, Ivette, who was panting, managed to announce her entrance and opened the door.
Bang!
“Oh, it looks like both of you are not here.”
But the room was empty.
Ivette shuffled her feet.
“It just had to be at a time when Her Majesty the Empress urgently needs you…”
The shock of seeing an empty room was momentary.
Rasilia walked over to the window and opened it.
‘They said they would come if called.’
Before Pippi was born, the birds that were there first had said so. Miraculously, birds always appeared when Rasilia needed something.
The reason the birds helped her was probably the same as Pippi; they considered her a companion of their own kind. But now was not the time to dwell on that.
“Anyone, come here. It’s urgent.”
Rasilia whispered with a desperate tone, her hands clasped together.
“Please.”
Ivette approached and spoke anxiously.
“Your Majesty, if there’s something going on, could you tell me? I may not be much help, but maybe there’s something I can do.”
Rasilia shook her head.
“Your concern is appreciated, but it’s better you don’t know.”
“Why… Why is that? I want to do something for you…”
Ivette wore a forlorn expression. Her face alone conveyed her goodhearted intentions. Though Rasilia didn’t know who her true companion was, she would find much comfort here with someone like Ivette.
“There are plenty of things a princess can do, so don’t regret this moment.”
“But… you’re facing some sort of difficulty now, aren’t you?”
“Yes, but it’s something that can’t be solved by human effort.”
“What? Then…”
Just as Ivette lost her words in concern and confusion—
Caw! Caw!
Coocoocoo!
Tweet! Tweet!
Birds started to land one by one on the window sill.
“Look, Your Majesty! Birds are suddenly coming! What’s going on?”
Initially, it was just one or two, but before long, the window was obscured by a multitude of birds.
“Ah, they really came. Thank you. Among you—”
The moment Rasilia began to speak to the birds,
“Tweet!”
Pippi, who was flying from afar with the Duke of Shraiden, let out a piercing cry. It was a signal for the others to step back.
“Your Majesty! What’s the emergency?”
Duke Shraiden today also spoke in a dignified voice, using very elegant noble words.
“Tweet!”
When Pippi screeched for the birds to move aside, they parted, making way.
Pippi was perched on Duke Shraiden’s neck, and as he landed on the window, Pippi jumped down and embraced Rasilia.
“Tweet?”
“I have a favor, Pippi.”
“Tweet!”
“Just say it,” Pippi seemed to indicate.
“The Duchess of Pashard is on her way to the temple. It seems she wants to make a deal with the temple. Can you stop her?”
“Tweet?”
“Don’t ask why. It will be revealed in time, but not now. I just want to buy some time.”
“Tweet… Tweet.”
Pippi nodded. The slightly grown Pippi looked even more formidable as he narrowed his eyes.
Duke Shraiden stepped forward.
“Where do you need to go? I’ll escort you!”
“Tweet.”
Pippi shook his head. Something faster than a parrot was needed.
“Tweet!”
Pippi let out a sharp cry toward the sky. Shortly after, a giant eagle flew in.
The parted birds startled and widened their path.
“Tweet!”
Pippi hopped onto the eagle’s back.
“Ah, an eagle… Yes, a parrot couldn’t possibly be faster than an eagle. Indeed…”
Duke Shraiden drooped his wings, muttering gloomily. However, as Pippi turned his head and chirped, his expression instantly changed.
“Eh? You’re saying I should also ride? Oh, it’s an honor!”
The Duke of Schraiden was quite large, but the eagle was in a different league than a parrot. It had no trouble carrying two birds.
“Peep!”
Pipi let out a short and decisive chirp, looking back at Rasilia. It meant that it would be back shortly and for her to wait.
“Okay. I’ll wait in my room. Thank you.”
Taking Rasilia’s patting on its head as a cue, the eagle took off.
Whoosh!
A gust of wind came with the massive wing beats.
In an instant, the eagle soared into the sky, followed by countless birds that had gathered by the window.
“Wow… it’s magnificent. I’ve never seen such a scene. All these birds are moving to aid the Empress.”
Rasilia agreed.
She felt touched thinking that all these beings were acting solely for her at this moment. Yet, it was also somewhat sad.
‘This isn’t for me. Don’t forget. One day, I have to leave here. The sooner, the better.’
Rasilia gently stroked her fasterthanusual beating heart.
A prophet’s heart must be heavy, so that she could remain still in any situation.
Hoping her heart would be as heavy as possible, Rasilia descended from the northern tower.
Three hours later, the Shield of Silver sent the third missive.
The missive stated that an unexpected accident had occurred with the Duke’s carriage on its way to the temple, so it couldn’t arrive.
Around the same time, a message arrived at the Duke’s residence saying that the Empress was looking for the Duchess.
(This is a time separator.)
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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