I felt uncomfortable.
For Liri, that horse had been her only friend who stayed by her side when she was alone.
For me, it was like another Cassian.
“I’ll stay by Ali’s side, so you go ahead and bring a cart.”
Finally, I spoke to Osen, who had been blaming his own negligence.
“I can’t put you at risk for a single horse, my lady. The master also warned against you being exposed to the cold wind for too long.”
I understood his concern.
“I have a way. There are Kurshians nearby who I traded herbs with. I’ll go ask them for help.”
For now, that was the best method.
“Kurshians are in the land of Blandiche?”
And as expected, he got hung up on that point.
“The monsters that appear on the outskirts, whether it’s on the Kurshian side or the Blandiche side, they’re all exterminated by them. Crossing the border without permission is wrong, but I’m thinking of asking them for help using this.”
Osen seemed somewhat surprised but agreed more easily than I thought.
“I’ll go with you.”
But there was another problem.
“No!”
It was Liri.
Her face turned red as she snorted. Seeing her like that reminded me of when she slapped a Kurshianorigin local.
“Are you crazy, asking the Kurshians for help?”
“Then there’s no way to safely take Ali.”
“I’d rather Ali die than entrust it to such savages.”
Upon hearing that we’d be dealing with Kurshians, Liri immediately spat out harsh words.
“Do you want your longtime friend to freeze to death?”
“Please kill Ali now, so it can go peacefully.”
It wasn’t sincere.
But it’s also true that Liri deeply resents Kurshians.
Pushing her emotionally wouldn’t be wise.
“Liri, the Kurshians here are the ones I traded with recently. They also help secure the way for the locals to return safely.”
“I don’t care! I don’t like it.”
“Let’s focus only on saving Ali for now, okay?”
Liri buried her head even deeper, shaking it hesitantly.
There seemed to be no more room for conversation.
“Please take Liri back to the castle. I’ll handle things here.”
Then, I have no choice but to stop being a kind sister.
“Sister!”
“Go back without worrying. According to you, Ali will freeze to death here, and I’ll deport the Kurshians right away.”
I said what she wanted to hear with a dispassionate look. Yet, Liri’s expression grew darker and darker.
“Why are you looking at me like that? You went hunting on your own, ignored orders, and now Alicia has a broken leg and could have frozen to death. And you want me to kill her now? No. I’m also afraid Alicia might appear in my dreams. Here’s a sword; go and cut Alicia’s throat yourself.”
He drew a sword from Osun’s scabbard next to him and pushed it closely towards her.
“Go on, hurry.”
At that, Liri’s face flushed bright red.
“Let’s… hurry back to the castle!”
You can’t possibly do it, can you?
In the end, she neither killed nor spared Alicia, and left the hunting ground. This meant that I could now do as I pleased.
Violet said she would go fetch a cart with one of the remaining knights and left the area.
Watching their retreating figures, I handed the sword back to Osun.
“Sorry for taking it out without asking. I couldn’t help but try to scare Liri.”
Osun narrowed his eyes and wrinkled his nose. He seemed offended that I had drawn a knight’s sword without permission.
“Did I upset you much?”
“Rather, I thought you’re not as kind as I assumed.”
His words were unclear, whether they were a compliment or a criticism. I cocked my head and stared at the knight who looked at me as if I was unexpected.
“Are you disappointed that I’m not kind?”
Does being the lady of the castle necessarily mean being kind and generous?
I almost felt a bit disappointed in Osun.
“No, I thought your ideal type was a kind woman, because you always praise my lady as kind.”
But Osun gave a completely different answer.
So Hertian praises me wherever he goes.
He truly was a pro.
He had been faithfully fulfilling the contract even when out of sight.
I smiled proudly and then looked at Osun and asked,
“Is your ideal type a kind woman?”
“No, a pretty woman.”
He answered reflexively, and I also answered with a gentle smile.
“Then, your lordship’s ideal type must be such a woman too.”
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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