Thanks to that, he had met many women, but his throat was still intact.
“Why should I listen to Your Majesty’s words?”
The empress slowly approached Philipps.
An ancient dagger was held in her hand. Philipps somehow found it familiar.
“Wait, Empress, what are you thinking right now!”
“Your Majesty, I have lived my whole life looking only at Your Majesty.”
The empress approached Philipps, laughing like a crazed person.
Milia still remembered the moment she first met him. He introduced himself as just a noble’s son.
They secretly met, avoiding the strict gaze of Milia’s father, the marquis, and whispered love to each other.
“Do you remember, Your Majesty? I didn’t love you because you were the Crown Prince.”
At that time, Milia was pure.
And that pure heart was brutally crushed by the former empress.
[Dashes] You’re just one of Philips’ numerous consorts.At first, she couldn’t accept that fact.
But as time passed, the frequency of Philipps’ visits decreased, and eventually, when Milia’s mind was about to collapse.
Someone showed her a way.
“I risked everything to win your heart. Even having a child with a man I didn’t love.”
“What?”
“I was so desperate that I pretended that you were your child.”
Philipps’ eyes shook.
‘Yes, he probably never thought that Anais wasn’t his child even once.’
His expression now brought a sense of satisfaction to Milia.
Until the end, she deceived him.
“But still, you didn’t accept me!”
It was a succession of miserable days.
Even though she claimed to have a child, Milia meant nothing to Philipps.
As if she were an existence that should disappear, she had to run away, threatened with her life.
“Now, wait. Milia, what on earth are you saying…”
The emperor was confused.
According to Milia, Anais was not his child.
But Anais had passed the paternity test.
And why was she bringing up such a story now?
“If, after the former empress died, Anais hadn’t existed, I would have been discarded just like that.”
The empress smiled eerily and slowly approached the emperor.
“Hu… Empress! Wait a minute.”
Philipps felt that his body wasn’t moving well.
And then, he collapsed to the ground.
He needed to escape immediately, but his eyes kept closing.
“It carries the scent that even dragons can fall asleep. Perhaps, you can’t help it either.”
Dying so futilely was something he had never imagined.
The white moonlight beyond the window felt like a dream.
Milia looked down at the struggling emperor, trying to escape, to run away.
He felt like a bug.
“In the end, you’re just human, too.”
“M-Milia…”
The empress thrust the sword into him.
With a flash of light, his blood spread on the floor.
As if drawing a geometric figure, it spread to all directions, and a sound of something breaking was heard.
Milia discarded the sword and went out again through the secret passage.
Returning to her room, she changed her clothes.
She threw the clothes into the still-warm fireplace in the room, waiting for them to burn and disappear.
When the evidence finally turned into ashes, she called the chamberlain.
“Is Your Majesty still not here?”
“Yes, Empress.”
“You said he would come today for sure… I guess I’ll have to go and see.”
She went outside, hiding her trembling hands with a cardigan.
With every step she took up the stairs, her heart pounded as if it would burst.
Finally, she arrived in front of the study.
She quietly said to the standing chamberlain,
“Report to His Majesty.”
“Yes, Empress.”
The chamberlain knocked on the door several times. But there was no response from inside.
Smirking, he opened the door.
“Emperor, Empress…!”
As the door opened, a strong smell of blood stimulated the chamberlain’s nose.
The empress pushed him aside and went inside.
“Your Majesty, Your Majesty…!”
Then, as if collapsing beside the seemingly sleeping but dead emperor, she shook his body.
“Is there anyone outside! Call a doctor immediately!”
Milia quickly ordered to call the doctor and lifted the emperor.
The lifeless body felt unreal in her arms.
Only then did she feel relieved.
Ah, finally.
Milia finally realized.
The one who condemned her life to hell was not the former empress or Crown Prince Nathaniel.
It was Philipps, who blindly swung people around with love more dangerous than poison.
“Ah, aaaa.”
Bead-like tears fell coldly on Philipps’ face.
Whether it was sympathy for himself or joy for the death of the one who had ruined her life, no one knew.
Waiting for Nathaniel and dozing off, I woke up to a chaotic sound.
And I felt something strange.
‘What’s this?’
It looked somewhat different from my usual bedroom.
I reached out and felt the bedside. He hadn’t come back yet; the next spot was empty.
No, it wasn’t empty.
“Nathaniel?”
I got up from the bed, dampening the blanket.
On the bed, Nathaniel, in the state of a baby dragon, was lying as if dead, without a single movement.
I picked him up and shook him slightly, but there was still no response.
I brought my ear close to his face.
Fortunately, I heard a very faint breathing.
“Nathaniel? Why, what happened?”
For a moment, a creepy feeling came over me.
I had felt such ominous premonitions several times. Anxiously, I shook Nathaniel repeatedly.
The sound of clattering outside the window and footsteps grew louder.
I urgently got out of bed and looked out the window.
“Firelight?”
It was still dawn, but the knights were passing through the entrance of the Crown Prince’s residence fully armed.
“Capture the traitor!”
For a moment, I doubted my ears.
A traitor?
I hugged Nathaniel and rushed into the dressing room.
I put him down between the dresses and searched through the jewelry box.
“Found it.”
I put on the ring that my father had lent me during the hunting competition. Then, I changed into more practical clothes.
I picked up a small handkerchief, put a few not-too-expensive jewels along with Nathaniel, and tied them to my body.
Clang, someone knocked on the door.
Exiting the dressing room, I quickly stood next to the door, holding my breath, waiting to see if I would be exposed. And I stood right next to the door.
“Sinner, Nathaniel Cinestra, come out now!”
To prevent screams, I covered his mouth.
“I’ll say it again. The culprit who assassinated the emperor, Nathaniel Cinestra, come out and pay for your sins!”
The emperor was dead.
Moreover, was Nathaniel the murderer?
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
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