Nevertheless, they did not look for her. Instead, they shamelessly asserted at first that she would not be able to live anywhere and would soon return.
As money began to dwindle, they started pressuring Shasha. They searched for all the people who were close to Shasha, all the people who knew her, but they could not find them.
The family knew nothing about Shasha. What she liked, who she was close to, how she lived, and what her feelings were.
It’s no different now than then.
“That’s how it was……”
They remembered Shasha, who had endured so much because she loved her family.
When I showed a slightly bitter smile, Shanencia protruded her lips with a worried face.
“But sister, are we okay? Mom is really angry…… If it’s for Shasha, sister doesn’t have to suffer! Sister doesn’t have to be alone. It seems sad without sister…….”
The child, who had never taken what was hers, quickly put down the small greed she had expressed.
“I’ll be angry, and I’ll be angry, together. Until Shasha is okay now.”
“Ugh……”
“You heard earlier? The Emperor said he would protect us. So you don’t have to worry. The Emperor is a trustworthy person.”
At those words, Shasha nodded her head. She seemed to have no aversion to higherranking people since she had been out and met many Matopju or temple people.
As our story was nearing its end, the Emperor finally spoke.
“By the way, when will you introduce that child?”
“Ah.”
The Emperor’s eyes were fixed on Shasha, who had been tightly attached to my side. I supported Shasha’s shoulder at his formal words.
“Shasha. You have to say hello.”
“Ugh…… Sister.”
“This is His Majesty, the Emperor. The person who will marry me. Your Majesty, this is Shanencia. My sister.”
“Yes. The child you said would come with us.”
The Emperor’s gaze touched Shanencia.
“How old are you this year?”
“Shanencia. You have to answer.”
“……Shasha is 7 years old. Emperor.”
“You should say His Majesty the Emperor.”
For young Shanencia, any person higher than herself would have been addressed as ~nim. The Vice Chancellor, the Matopju. It was natural that she would react that way since there was no one to educate Shanencia specifically.
Instead, Shasha tilted her head at my words calling him His Majesty the Emperor.
“Um. The honorific…… depends on the person……”
And when she was about to say something, the Emperor laughed softly. As if he had seen something really funny.
“You can call me Emperornim.”
At those words, Shanencia nodded. It seemed more comfortable for her to call him “nim” than “His Majesty the Emperor.”
“Yes! Emperornim!”
The sight of the smiling child made me break into a cold sweat.
“I apologize. There’s no one to teach Shanencia, so.”
Contrary to my expectation that he would react sharply as he had to me, the Emperor nodded with an understanding expression.
“It’s okay. A child can be like that.”
“You are only merciful to children.”
“I had a precious one. And I lost that child at about that age.”
“Ah……”
The story of the princess. A lifelong pain for the Emperor. Knowing that, I slowly nodded.
“So it’s okay. It’s not like she knows it. That child is not much different either.”
“That child? Ah.”
I almost asked who he was talking about, but quickly shut my mouth. The only person the Emperor would call “that child” would be Reldelo, his only son. I momentarily forgot that Reldelo, who also grew up outside, would be similar to Shasha.
“You will meet him later.”
“Yes.”
That was the end of it. Shasha seemed pleased simply by the fact that we were leaving, tightly hugging the bag she held. A bag puffed outwards with a rabbit doll sticking out.
“Let’s board now.”
“Yes.”
The Emperor got on first, and I picked up Shanencia.
“Wow…… Are we going in such a nice carriage?”
“Yes!”
“It’s much better than the temple carriage. It’s all shiny and bright!”
The carriage called a temple carriage was nothing more than a snowwhite carriage adorned with the symbol of the temple. So, it was an emperor’s carriage, intertwined with gold and red, that anyone could see at a glance. It was certainly astonishing the first time you saw this carriage.
It was also extremely large. To be honest, I had never ridden in a carriage like this, so I naturally became tense. But in front of Shasha, I couldn’t say, “Wow, this carriage is no joke. It’s so big.”
I’m an adult with a notsobig head too, but I had to be an adult in front of a child.
“That’s right. His Majesty the Emperor’s carriage is indeed different.”
“I’m so excited. Sister. It’s like going on a picnic…! I’ve always wanted to do that. Going on a picnic like other people. Going and eating delicious things…!”
“Who said they went on a picnic?”
“Yes, a friend I met in the tower. He often goes on picnics in the mountains.”
Shasha’s climb to the Emperor’s carriage was hindered by the high stairs, so I picked her up.
“He goes often? That’s unexpected.”
I couldn’t even imagine that it would be such a considerate place.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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