And he was really there. I ran and bowed at the same time.
“Emperor Your Majesty! Welcome!”
As if greeting a guest in a restaurant, I may have been too exuberant. The Emperor took a slight step back in surprise and then straightened his neck.
“Yes. I came to get my handkerchief back.”
“Oh. That?”
I threw it away.
Our second encounter was not as casual as I thought. Obviously, I should have said something like, ‘I came to answer what you said back then.’
Or, ‘I found you interesting, so I came to see you.’
Neither of that but a handkerchief.
Embarrassed, I scratched my head, lost in thought.
Noticing that I didn’t say anything, the Emperor’s expression suddenly hardened.
“Don’t tell me. Did you throw it away?”
“That… well…”
“You carelessly threw away something I gifted?”
I had heard that handkerchiefs were disposable in this world, and the one he gave had red wine on it, so it wouldn’t have been clean even if washed. Should I make this excuse?
‘I should have kept it for a while.’
The Emperor who told me to joke, that bad luck X. Why would I keep a handkerchief from such an X?
And a gift, no less. He splashed wine on my face and gave it to me to wipe. Who would think it’s a golden handkerchief or some great gift?
With a mix of slight regret and displeasure, I looked at the Emperor, who stared back at me in bewilderment.
“You really don’t seem to like me at all.”
He smiled awkwardly back then, but now he nodded his head as if he had a deep realization.
Hitting the mark like that leaves me speechless.
“Do you like me, Your Majesty?”
“You.”
“Yes?”
“Do you carry your head as a counterweight?”
For a moment, I couldn’t tell if I had heard wrong, or what he meant by those words, and I tilted my head in confusion.
“Yes. Something to use when needed. Otherwise, how could you say something so crazy?”
“Wow. You’re really the best.”
“The best?”
The strongest on earth at being unlucky. How can he say such things without even blinking? And it sounds like something I’ve heard before…
“Well. I am the best in many ways.”
The Emperor, who had no idea what I was complimenting, seemed to think I was praising his words and nodded his head, more relaxed than before. It was even cute. Cute for being so unlucky, maybe.
‘I must be crazy. What’s so cute about this? Such an unlucky X.’
When I first saw the emperor, was the hypnosis from calling him a chick, chick still lingering? I shook my head vehemently and spoke to him in a firm voice.
“Anyway, I was asking out of mere curiosity.”
“Mere curiosity.”
“You don’t have any interest in me, Your Majesty. Why would I have any interest?”
“Usually, there are two kinds of people in front of me.”
His eyes narrowed into slits, and his lips curled into a beautiful smile. A face seemingly favored by the gods. How could someone with that face be so unlucky?
“Those who try to look good, or those who harbor conspiring thoughts. Or arrogant people. There are only these two kinds of people. And it seems like the only one who belongs to the arrogant side now is you.”
“I’m the only one now……? What about others……”
“They are all dead.”
They are all dead? Isn’t this a bit dangerous? Did he kill them all? I instinctively wrapped my hands around my neck. I must have been too reckless.
No. The emperor didn’t just kill people like that. He did execute some nobles when necessary… But did he kill them all behind the scenes?
I stretched my neck out like a turtle and swallowed my saliva. But the emperor laughed like a madman and touched the sword at his waist.
“Anyway, it’s been a while, so I don’t know what to say. I feel restless.”
I laughed awkwardly. I guess I was too reckless. I briefly forgot that the X in front of me was a bit emotionally unstable, someone who must have grown up without manners.
“Haha.”
“Hmm.”
“You’re joking, right?”
“Joking? Me? Why would I joke and hurt my mouth? I’m serious.”
I need to think of another way. The emperor isn’t the only one who can change Shasha’s present and future. There must be other ways. Someone other than that man who has serious personality issues.
Usually, someone would say it was a joke, or there’s no need to worry, but why is this man talking so seriously?
‘Good looks are a curse.’
This is why goodlooking men are absolutely annoying.
Then. Whether he wanted to continue the conversation or not, the emperor spoke first.
“But it seems you have something to tell me, so you sent a messenger.”
“Ah, the messenger! Did he arrive safely?”
“……Hmm.”
Why is the atmosphere like this? Something about the emperor’s expression has become serious.
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…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
