How To Get Revenge On My Sister Who Stole My Husband (16 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 13
“I think… I’ve come up with a good idea.”
Thoughts quickly chained one after another. I barely suppressed the upward curl of my lips and, feigning seriousness, turned to Marquis Uston and spoke.
“How about presenting His Majesty with the information he so earnestly desires as a gift?”
“Information? How do you expect to obtain something like that immediately? Explain it in a way I can understand.”
The marquis pressed me impatiently. Pretending to be lost in thought, I rested my chin in my hand, lowered my gaze, and continued.
“Recently, His Majesty the Emperor’s secret investigators discreetly visited the southern borderlands, didn’t they? You mentioned in passing that Uncle seemed rather uneasy about that matter. It’s precisely that—I’ve also been troubled by it, so I looked into what exactly they were doing down south.”
“…Ah, now that you mention it, Christine, I remember. The Emperor sent investigators to monitor the movements of the Yalta and Lugul tribes—their activities seemed highly suspicious.”
“Yes, exactly. According to the secret report obtained then, the unprecedented cold wave last winter destroyed their seeds through frost damage and caused most of their livestock to perish.”
“…Really?”
“Yes. Consequently, countless people starved to death. As discontent among the tribes grew, intelligence suggests the chieftains of the Yalta and Lugul tribes formed an alliance to raid our empire’s southern borderlands. If the report is accurate, that attack will occur approximately one month from now.”
I paused briefly to catch my breath before continuing.
“But as you know, Uncle, those tribes have long excelled in crossbows, horsemanship, and surprise attacks. If we fail to repel their invasion, the affected regions will be utterly devastated. Meanwhile, the southern border our empire must defend is extremely vast.”
“…That’s true.”
“In other words, we know who will attack and roughly when—but not precisely where. And naturally, His Majesty cannot afford to deploy the entire imperial army solely to guard the south. He must be utterly vexed. Therefore…”
“…So you’re suggesting we find out exactly which route those barbarians will use to invade and present that information to His Majesty?”
“Yes. Precisely.”
I nodded in confirmation of Marquis Uston’s words. The marquis fell into brief contemplation, then asked me,
“But how exactly do you plan to obtain that information? Do you have some clever method?”
“Of course.”
“What is it, then?”
Impatient, the marquis urged me again. I deliberately paused a moment before replying.
“There’s a Viscount Miles among the empire’s nobles. I believe we can achieve this through him.”
“Miles? Was there such a noble in the empire?”
“…Yes. You know—the one who received the Tusa territory on the western outskirts of the capital and has a daughter around Danae’s age.”
“Ah, right. Such a man does exist. That fool who fled in a scandalous elopement with a barbarian, was cast out from the heir family of Count Laitin, regained noble status later, passed the knight examination, earned a viscountcy, and returned to imperial high society. What about him?”
When I dropped a subtle hint, the marquis finally seemed to recall, slapping his palm with a clenched fist and exclaiming,
I gave a small nod and said to the marquis,
“Viscount Miles’s wife—the woman he eloped with—is from the Huchi tribe. I mentioned this to you before; surely you haven’t forgotten?”
At my words, the marquis clicked his tongue disdainfully and retorted,
“How could I possibly remember every insignificant detail about that lowly viscount, let alone his wife’s tribal origins? Isn’t it enough to know merely that he married a barbarian? Besides—even if that’s true, his wife isn’t from either the Yalta or Lugul tribes. How could she possibly know their plans?”
“…You know one thing, Uncle, but not the other.”
“What do you mean?”
The marquis blurted out, clearly irritated by my veiled mockery. I offered a calming smile and explained,
“What if the Huchi tribe has long-standing enmity with both the Lugul and Yalta tribes, having lived side by side with them for ages? What if they understand those tribes’ movements better than anyone else?”
“…What?”
“In other words, through Viscount Miles’s wife, we might learn in advance the exact invasion route of the two tribes—precisely the intelligence His Majesty so desperately seeks.”
I spoke with meaningful solemnity.
Marquis Uston’s eyes widened as he finally grasped my intention. Slapping his knee, he exclaimed loudly,
“That’s it! If we use that man as you suggest, we can obtain the information the Emperor wants!”
“Yes. And if this succeeds, His Majesty won’t just thank you—he’ll owe you a great debt, since you’ll have saved southern border citizens from immense suffering.”
“Exactly! You’re absolutely right! Oh, Christine! There truly is no one else I can rely on but you!”
Overjoyed, Marquis Uston reached out and patted my shoulder.
I desperately suppressed the urge to scream in disgust and instead forced my lips into a smile. At the same time, I subtly glanced sideways at Danae seated across from me.
‘Whew…’
For a moment, I nearly burst into laughter, forgetting my current situation entirely.
Just as expected, Danae sat with a sulky expression, crushing the cookie on her plate with her spoon. Observing her irritated face, I thought,
‘Danae, you’ve always wanted every moment, every person, to focus solely on you and speak only of you. Could that be why you couldn’t bear it whenever Uncle, Marquis Uston, relied on my knowledge or paid attention to my words?’
Was that why you stole my fiancé and drove me to my death—because you couldn’t tolerate even the slightest attention directed toward me?
I chuckled bitterly to myself, unable to suppress a derisive laugh. Danae, precisely because of this flaw, you’ll meet your ruin in this life. Thinking this, I carefully selected my next words in my mind and spoke at the perfect moment.
“So, Uncle…”
“Hmm?”
“How about Viscount Leonard and I attend Lady Emily Miles’s birthday party next weekend to secure Viscount Miles’s cooperation?”
At this, the marquis frowned slightly and asked me,
“To secure the viscount’s cooperation…?”
“Yes. I’ve heard Viscount Miles adores his only daughter so deeply he’d gladly give his life for her. Yet because she’s a half-breed and not of pure imperial blood, she’s faced subtle discrimination and hasn’t even had her debutante ball yet.”
“So?”
“If it becomes known that Viscount Leonard and I will attend her party, nobles under your and Marquis Clayne’s influence will surely follow. It might even rival a typical Countess’s debutante celebration in scale.”
“You mean you intend to support Lady Emily Miles’s societal debut—and use that opportunity to build rapport with Viscount Miles and extract intelligence about the Yalta and Lugul tribes’ invasion plans?”
“You’ve grasped it perfectly, Uncle.”
I replied with a gentle smile.
Marquis Uston stared at me blankly for a moment in surprise, then burst out in admiration,
“Yes! That will work! I wondered why you suddenly brought up a birthday party—but you had this clever plan all along.”
“Yes, Uncle.”
“Thank you. Truly, thank you. I’m counting on you, Christine.”
“Yes, you can rely on me.”
I answered the marquis in a dependable tone, then subtly glanced toward Danae to gauge her reaction.
Just as I’d anticipated, her face twisted furiously, flushed red and pale by turns. Already angry at being excluded from our conversation, she was now even more furious that Leonard and I would attend the party together without her.
Watching her, I inwardly sneered. Soon, she would react exactly as I expected.
“Father! About that viscount’s daughter’s birthday party—can I go too?”
Precisely as predicted.
I struggled to contain my rising laughter and instead wore an apologetically troubled expression as I addressed her.
“Danae, I’m sorry, but that might be difficult.”
“Why? Do you think I’ll interfere with your plans?”
Danae asked sharply. I deliberately remained silent.
Seeing this, Danae pouted her lips in displeasure, then turned to Marquis Uston—her father—with a pleading look in her eyes.
“Father, please let me go to that party too! Please? I promise I won’t interfere with Christine at all! Ever since we returned from the palace, I’ve been under house arrest and haven’t stepped outside once. It’s suffocating!”
Marquis Uston’s expression softened as he looked at her.
Finally, he let out a deep sigh and turned to me.
“…Danae wants to go so badly—I can’t stop her now, Christine. Take her along to Lady Emily Miles’s birthday party as well.”
“Yes, Uncle.”
I nodded stiffly in reply.
At once, Danae beamed like a blooming flower and threw her arms around both Marquis Uston and me.
“Yay! Thank you, Father! Thank you, Christine!”
“Heh heh. You rascal!”
Above my head came the marquis’s laughter and Danae’s coquettish whine.
Still embraced by Danae’s arms, I smiled along with them—
inwardly mocking those foolish, wicked souls who had just stepped squarely into the trap I’d laid.“`
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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