Her dress was gorgeously bright yellow and white jewels reminiscent of spring flowers sparkled with her movement. She was probably the brightest under the chandelier in the ballroom.
But she probably didn’t know.
That Serdis gifted her that dress, aiming for it.
“Do you know why today’s ball is being held, Your Highness?”
“I know that the Empress herself held it for the prosperity of all the nobles in the capital.”
“For whom?”
She drew a line on her lips with a light orange lipstick that went well with her yellow dress.
“I heard it from my brother.”
I knew it would be like that.
There was a reason why Violet came to the palace alone today.
The two brothers who could not acknowledge Violet as their family came in the appropriate dress code.
There’s no way the powerful Sharpenen Duke’s family wouldn’t know why this ball is being held.
They didn’t have the obligation to tell their despised younger sister, right?
Furthermore, the two princes are both in favor and support Serdis, so they can only see her unfavorably.
I denied her words with a deep smile.
“No, this ball is not held by the Empress’s will. Do you know what day it is today?”
“Empire Year 827. Ten days into the fourth month……”
She probably realized what day it was, desiring the acknowledgment of her family more than anyone else.
“We gathered to honor the day of Saint Dahlia. We couldn’t simply celebrate the day of Saint Dahlia, who loved and cared for the people of the world while she was alive.”
Most of the nobles would have forgotten.
But if highranking nobles of at least a count’s rank dress up as if to show off themselves like this, they will certainly fall out of favor.
Realizing this, Violet also let out a troubled sigh.
“Change clothes with me. I’ll wear your dress.”
She slowly scanned my simple attire, soon realizing her breach in etiquette and swiftly averted her gaze.
“Why, are you helping me?”
“I dislike the misunderstanding you have about me.”
“What misunderstanding do you speak of.”
Violet appeared to be disturbed.
“That you believe His Highness Serdis and I are involved.”
I behaved unilaterally, indifferent to her feelings. Truthfully, I wanted to beat around the bush like she did, but time was pressing.
Violet’s honest eyes were looking straight at me.
“I am aware of that, but it doesn’t matter whether it’s true or false.”
It felt as though she added, ‘Because I will be the prince’s wife no matter whom he meets.’
I shook my head as if her words were incorrect.
“Don’t be at ease. The likelihood of me becoming the prince’s wife is higher.”
“What are you…….”
Violet moistened her parched lips.
“Why? Because His Highness Serdis loves me at this moment. With each passing day, rare jewels from the capital along with heartfelt letters arrive at my mansion.”
I cut off her words and began to ramble. Just like a concubine monopolizing the love of a man provoking his legal wife, I intentionally agitated her.
“He even cooks soup for me because I’m frail. Imagine the prince, who wouldn’t even get his hands wet, offering to nurse me himself.”
“Stop.”
Only then did Violet’s usually inscrutable expression become honest. The creases on her fine forehead vividly exposed her feelings.
“Moreover, he’s the only prince in the empire. If His Highness wishes it, there’s nothing he can’t achieve.”
“……”
“If I rush to him and propose marriage immediately, he would likely agree at once.”
Swallowing her saliva, Violet asked with a cracked voice.
“You said you didn’t like misunderstandings just moments ago. Why the sudden change in attitude?”
Finally revealing her anxious inner self, I told Violet.
“I’m fed up.”
“Pardon…I didn’t hear you correctly?”
“Imagine someone you don’t like acting that way. It’s burdensome and uncomfortable. I have no feelings for His Highness.”
I pointed at the prominent dark circles under my eyes. I even got goosebumps on my arm just thinking about Serdis.
“Are you serious?”
Violet asked with an incredulous look.
“Yes. Assisting you is also for my sake. It’s a trade where you won’t lose anything either.”
As she tilted her head slightly, her violet hair, resembling the radiant dawn, cascaded down.
In her wavering eyes, I saw my reflection.
As I pushed back the brilliant, disheveled hair of the princess, I began to undo the hooks of her dress.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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