“What I’m curious about is what you see, who can glimpse the future, even if only in fragments, about what I will do with my son.”
I briefly wondered how to put such an easy question into words.
“Isn’t that also up to Your Majesty’s intention?”
“My mind is already made up. I’m just curious if you’ll figure that out.”
Am I some fortune teller? To discern your mind, not even the future.
‘But it is a predetermined future. He has recognized the crown prince as his son and immediately elevated him to that position.’
“That’s!”
Just as I was about to speak, something felt like it was blocking my throat.
There was something puzzling. Until I proposed to the Emperor, I had done nothing concerning the crown prince. That means until I proposed, the story was going as written.
‘That’s strange.’
In the novel, the Emperor announced his son Redello on his 8th birthday and immediately appointed him as the crown prince.
But now Redello is 7 years old. From 7 to 8 years old. Why has he hidden the child for a year? That has clammed me up.
“Why do you do that?”
If by chance he was not certain that the nowappeared Redello was his son, he would have told me, ‘A child claiming to be my son has appeared.’ And he might have doubted me, who had figured out his son’s existence beforehand.
But he was already certain that the child was his bloodline. But why, what’s he afraid of……. Why did he hide Redello’s existence for a year?
In the novel, or what’s he afraid of now? My intervention hasn’t changed the future. It would have gone this way anyway.
So, in the novel or now, why does he… Why does he hide the child? There was no one to threaten him from outside.
In this world, imperial power was quite strong. Then he wouldn’t even be under threat to his life.
I stroked my chin. The Emperor seemed impatient and rushed me.
“Is it all a lie that you see the future? Then how did you know about my son’s existence?”
“Your Majesty will hide it.”
“What?”
“You will hide it until the child turns 8. And you will announce him as the crown prince on the day he turns 8.”
This is all I can know. Not now, but he will announce it a year from now. I may not know the reason, but this will be true anyway.
I don’t know why. But this will proceed just like the novel. This is a story that has unfolded without my doing anything.
As expected, the Emperor challenged my words.
“Why are you sure that I’m hiding?”
“Well, that’s what the fragmented future shows. I cannot know why Your Majesty does it. I just saw the future.”
I only told what was written in the novel.
I just blurted out without unnecessarily theorizing, as the situation could get worse, but the Emperor’s face was changing strangely. Perhaps this is not enough.
‘Should I just say anything? The things that I’m thinking?’
Honestly, there are some speculative parts. The reason he had to hide Redello.
I don’t know how the Emperor was sure that the child was his, but in any case, everything probably had to do with the child’s mother.
In the novel, there was no mention of that mother. Whether the crown prince met his mother after ascending to the throne, or the Emperor met her earlier. There were no details.
Sometimes Redello had difficult days, it was mentioned. I cautiously speculated that maybe he did not meet his mother then, but that was all.
The Emperor might have found Redello’s mother among the women seated as Empress, but in the end, it never becomes clear.
‘Maybe the Emperor didn’t try to find her. He may have wanted to formally announce Redello after finding her, and that seems the most plausible.’
‘It must have been because of the Emperor. He must have tried to find her. He was going to officially announce Redello after finding her, that’s the most credible thing.’
That doesn’t explain anything. I was about to open my mouth to say at least that when it happened.
“Interesting.”
“Interesting……?”
Which part? I really want to dissect that person’s mind. No matter how much I think about it, I don’t see anything interesting.
But the relaxed expression on his face seemed to show that the Emperor was genuinely enjoying it.
“What I mean is, the fact that you saw the future didn’t really matter to me.”
“……Yes?”
“I was just curious. It’s been a long time since I’ve been curious about a human. It was surprising to discover my son’s existence, but you didn’t talk about the child to anyone around, did you?”
What is this all about?
“That was enough. Humans inherently have loose lips and tend to talk everywhere. It’s common for someone like you to use it as a bargaining chip, spreading words here and there. As if there are no secrets in the world. But you really didn’t talk about it anywhere.”
“Ah.”
“Also, I thought you might wait for my response without answering and do a background check on my son, but you didn’t even do that.”
Your Majesty, the Emperor, I don’t know what kind of life you’ve lived, but who would do such a thing? Investigating the background of the person who will be the Crown Prince.
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
