Bang!
Just as she was struck by a sudden thought, the bathroom door echoed loudly.
“Your Majesty the Empress! The Emperor has arrived!”
A flustered palace maid’s voice followed from outside the bathroom.
“Ah, Your Majesty is here! Shall I open the door, Your Majesty the Empress?”
Yvette rose to her feet. Rasilia quickly stopped her.
Setting aside the fact that she was in the middle of a bath, encountering the Emperor while planning an escape was the last thing she wanted.
“No. Say it’s inconvenient because I’m bathing.”
“Ah, alright then…”
Yvette exited the bathroom. Time seemed to stretch as she had an extended conversation outside.
Rasilia continued to glare at the ceiling with a furrowed brow.
It wasn’t just the Emperor who disrupted her thoughts.
“Tweet!”
This time, a bird flew in through the window. With its small beak, it pecked incessantly at the windowpane, clearly unwilling to leave until it was opened.
“What’s the matter?”
Rasilia got out of the tub and opened the window.
“Tweet!”
The little bird, who had hurriedly flown in, chirped and circled around restlessly.
“Ah…? Where did you hear that from?”
“Tweet! Tweet!”
The bird was angry about something that had happened in the garden. It had been hunting with the Duke of Shraidan and was fuming when it heard about what happened to Rasilia.
“Wow… such a long distance? You can already fly alone?”
“Tweet!”
Stop changing the subject and talk about how to deal with that despicable person, the bird seemed to say.
“It was a mistake. He seemed flustered too.”
“Tweet!”
Mistakes are his problem, not something to be forgiven, the bird insisted.
“It’s fine. I only got wet. I didn’t fall completely into the water. …Ah, come to think of it, I’ve had a lot of waterrelated incidents here.”
“Tweet? Tweet!”
“No, I’m really fine. That was a mistake too.”
“Tweet! Tweet!”
“Seriously. So don’t do anything. He’s a sorcerer. What if you get hurt?”
“Tweet!”
The bird fluttered its wings defiantly and then flew off, as if to say it could handle itself.
“Ah. It’s grown so well. It’s still so small.”
The still tiny bird was already out of sight.
“No, but I shouldn’t be admiring this. The bird could get hurt.”
There was no choice but to ask the Emperor for help.
Rasilia wrapped a wet towel around her body and opened the bathroom door. It was to send Yvette to deliver a message to the Emperor.
“Ah…”
“…”
To her utter surprise, the Emperor was still standing there.
Their eyes met, and for a moment, both were paralyzed.
“Your Majesty the Empress! Why didn’t you call for me and…”
Yvette, who had been equally frozen, hastily started speaking.
“I didn’t know you were still here. I’m not decently dressed, so I’ll close the door.”
Collecting her thoughts, Rasilia turned her back and quickly shut the door.
“Wait a moment.”
Thud!
The Emperor grabbed the door from the other side. Rasilia glanced over her shoulder and saw his hand wedged in the door gap. He might get hurt.
“We should talk. I won’t ask you to open the door.”
“…First, remove your hand. You could get hurt.”
“If you agree to talk, I will.”
“Fine, remove your hand.”
The hand in the gap slowly disappeared. Rasilia left just enough space and kept the door ajar.
The Emperor began to speak slowly.
“I didn’t… I mean, I didn’t know Dekan would handle it that way. It wasn’t intentional.”
The Emperor was apologizing for what happened in the garden.
“Please believe me. It’s really not what I intended…”
“I said it was a mistake. I also decided to move on.”
“But it’s something that shouldn’t have happened even by mistake.”
“What can we do about something that’s already happened? And it was no big deal. I only got wet.”
“No, it’s not just that. How can it be no big deal? It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have done that.”
Thud.
Something hit the door again.
Somehow, she felt as if the Emperor had rested his forehead against the bathroom door.
“What should I do to appease you?”
She hadn’t even said she was angry.
“You don’t need to do anything. I’m not angry.”
“There’s no way. You’re avoiding me even now.”
I was indeed avoiding him, but for another reason.
“…Yes. As I said, my appearance is not appropriate right now.”
“So you were waiting until I finished bathing. …Will you not avoid me once I’m dressed?”
I will still avoid him. If he continues to look at me with those eyes that see me as a fated companion.
‘It would be fine to act angry for a while.’
Rasilia bit her lip.
Both the Emperor and the situation, and going through all this made my heart uncomfortable.
“I didn’t know my own feelings. I am indeed angry. I would prefer not to see each other for a while.”
I could feel the Emperor’s confusion seeping into the room.
“…What do you mean…”
“Ah, and if something happens to Pipi, I’ll be even angrier. Please restrain your knights. Goodbye.”
Bang!
Rasilia closed the bathroom door.
My body, which had just been warmed by the hot water, turned cold again due to the damp towel.
“It’s cold…”
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
