The Empress loudly put down the knife she was holding and halffilled her wine glass. While the servant was filling the glass, the Empress whispered something to the Emperor.
A momentary look of displeasure crossed the Emperor’s face, but he soon smiled graciously.
“The Empress says that the Lord of Randhill now has no son worthy of inheriting the territory.”
At the Emperor’s words, an unknown sigh and forced laughter burst out.
It was too small and insignificant a territory to be given to the Prince, who had not hesitated to do the dirty work for the royal family for a long time. The implication of giving him that territory was that Carson would take a count’s seat.
“Glory to the Keinz Empire.”
As he bowed his head in affirmation, Carson stood up and looked into the eyes of the Empress. The Empress smiled slyly and spoke again to the Emperor.
“Come to think of it, Randhill is right next to Lesonia.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“Then, you can stop by Lesonia and take your younger sister with you to Randhill.”
The Emperor spoke as if it was no big deal, but to get his younger sister back required strenuous effort and patience. Carson found it amusing.
Luigianne von Raymond was not only his younger sister but also not his father’s daughter.
“A royal command.”
The reason his sister had to live as a dog of the royal court into late age, trembling in fear, and willingly accepting all that had happened, was the only reason for him.
Carson looked at his mother’s empty seat just last month. While alive, his mother was a woman far from greed or ambition.
She was just a foolish woman who lived and died for love.
Even the occasional flash of resentment towards the Emperor had not appeared at the end of her life. Although she was once a beautiful woman who had long beguiled the loser of this great empire, the mother Carson remembered was just a woman, sickly in appearance and pathetically sad.
While his father was serious about governing the country, he was not so with women. His love, burning like fire, could not withstand even four seasons.
So Carson did not believe in a man’s love. He considered nothing as vain and empty as love, especially the Emperor’s love.
“Well, Randhill is not far from the Imperial Road, so you will still be able to attend to the royal affairs as before. What do you think?”
At the Emperor’s question about his thoughts, Carson had to work hard to suppress a derisive laugh.
“What thoughts could I have, Your Majesty? I would be satisfied if I could be of some help to this empire as a count.”
The Emperor did not know, but after securing trade with the barbaric kingdom of Sokuk, all authority and material benefits were given to a private trading company owned by the Empress. There was nothing regrettable for Carson since he had exchanged it for his sister’s new recruit.
“Yes, then let’s decide that.”
Carson immediately knelt down to receive the command.
He looked again at his mother’s empty seat as he returned to his place.
His mother’s death was a poisoning. The poison that had slowly eroded her life over a long time was a fact known to anyone in the royal court, but it was a truth that no one should know.
And that truth also served as a device to remind Carson of his powerlessness every day.
Carson had no lingering attachment to this royal court. He was a realistic person.
The only thing left for him was to find his younger sister, who had been sent to a stranger’s house at the young age of 5.
The Lord of Lesonia, Count Graham, was the Empress’s distant relative, the reason for entrusting the child, but Carson was not so naive as to not know that his sister was sent to keep him in check.
It was already four years ago, so she would be nine now.
The last image was of her clutching his little finger, fussing, and saying she didn’t want to go.
Carson had to protect his mother from suffocating pressure and death threats since he was 10. And when his younger sibling was born, his sensitivity reached its peak.
He ultimately couldn’t save his mother, but he had to protect his sibling and keep them by his side.
To achieve that, he had to clean up the trashlike deeds committed by his inadequate brothers, and he had to deal with many matters as if there were no proper royalty in the royal family.
“I will take my leave now.”
Carson got up to leave the table even before the meal was finished.
Having recognized reality early on, he had abandoned his ambition for the throne even before he turned 10. As long as the princes fought and killed each other, there was no chance for Carson to become the emperor, having to outdo all the princes, each with powerful backing.
That’s when it started. When he began to obsess over saving money.
Carson saw firsthand how the empress made her fortune grow. He didn’t openly scrutinize the empress’s matters, but there were things he naturally came to know when he interfered with the royal affairs.
And he succeeded in amassing wealth beyond the knowledge of the empress. Once he made enough money to buy a small territory, money started to make money.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
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Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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