“If it isn’t this, then there’s no other reason.”
After Lian died, my mother said that the flowers had bloomed, so it was time for them to fall.
That wasn’t necessarily true.
I had researched the pattern for a long time, but nothing was clarified.
“Whatever the reason, the certain thing now is that there’s no cure for my illness.”
I still turned my back to him as I spoke.
It was indifferent.
Sadly, knowing the near future held my death.
And well aware that what I could change was not my life but the life I would lead before dying.
Seeing that he had quieted down, it looked like he had much to ponder. It was understandable; suddenly fainting and carelessly wandering outside, he might regret marrying me.
Then, he quietly pulled the blanket up to my neck. Stealing a glance, I saw him snuff out the candle. With the last remaining candle extinguished, darkness descended upon his face. Then, he suddenly started a story.
“Once upon a time, there was a boy living in a forest village.”
“Hertian?”
“Weren’t you curious about the book?”
Ah, it was about the book.
He was trying to change the gloomy atmosphere. I didn’t want to talk about illness anymore either.
“Please go on.”
“A witch came and cursed the kind boy, turning him into a monster. People threw stones at him, cursing him. The boy couldn’t meet people or even leave his home.”
“A typical fairy tale.”
It was a story I hadn’t heard in a long time.
“Do you know?”
“Though the story is new, the endings are generally the same.”
“So you also know how the boy was freed from the curse?”
“Probably met a loving woman and realized true love, or was freed through a passionate kiss?”
Fairy tales are usually like that.
“I wonder if your illness is not a curse. Since there’s no treatment.”
So, he was reading fairy tales, thinking my illness is a curse.
“I agree. It’s practically a curse.”
Even consuming poison won’t kill me. If that’s not a curse, then what is it?
“Then you can break the curse the same way, can’t you?”
He softly spoke.
For a moment, I couldn’t think.
The same way?
I quickly sat up. Through eyes adapted to darkness, I could faintly see his face.
“Are you saying I should find someone to love?”
He gently nodded his head.
“That’s just a fairy tale.”
“But it wouldn’t hurt to try. Nothing to lose.”
It was a ridiculous statement but strangely persuasive.
Suddenly, it hit me that this place was also like a novel. A world where improbable things happen and magic exists.
As he said, there was nothing to lose. Life is too precious to die doing nothing. I didn’t want to die futilely this life too, just like my last one.
I’d even married Hertian, and maintained a friendly relationship with the original heroine, Violet. Wasn’t that somewhat safe?
Only now did my bitter feelings slightly lighten.
I clumsily grasped Hertian’s hand.
“You’re right, Hertian. If I were to die unable to do anything, I wouldn’t be able to close my eyes peacefully.”
His faint smile was visible in the darkness.
“Finding someone to love will surely make you happier.”
He spoke as if he had experienced love.
At his words, Liri’s remark came back to mind.
‘Hertian had a hidden crush, huh.’
An unrequited one at that.
I decided to pretend not to know his private life.
“You’ve never dated. Open your heart and you’ll see.”
“How do you know I’ve never dated?”
Does it show that I’m a ‘forever alone’?
“People of the same kind recognize each other, don’t they?”
“You’re right.”
We burst into laughter.
“Whether it’s love or whatever, let’s find a way while enjoying it!”
“Don’t look too far…”
“So who should I meet first? Should I check among the knights?”
“My Lady. Just a moment…”
“Let’s also look for Hertian. If you find a good man, introduce him.”
I deliberately ignored Hertian’s words as I spoke hastily. For some reason, he felt a bit despicable to me.
That’s right. It’s unfair if only Hertian has someone.
I should also start looking for a partner.
(This is a time separator.)
Today, Hertian looked at the sleeping Anette and drank the bitter cup of unrequited love.
“Maybe I shouldn’t have brought up the fairy tale story.”
He was worried because Anette seemed to be looking for another man, contrary to his intentions.
He roughly washed his face and chuckled.
How long has it been since he lived a life full of constant worries?
He had never felt this uneasy even in his first battle.
“By the way, you bled a lot.”
Hertian cautiously closed Anette’s open gown. He was quite surprised to see the changed pattern of Belladonna, which he had not seen in a long time. As Anette said, there was no other way to explain the symptoms except through the pattern.
“Is this related to the pattern?”
He had been pondering over the hypothesis and the relevance of the pattern for some time now. What if this pattern, which is only etched on people from the House of Leangberia, is related to possession?
Then he might find a way.
(This is a time separator.)
The repair work of the castle was carried out sequentially.
Thanks to that, the castle was full of life.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
*
Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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