Rona hurriedly smoothed her clothes and glanced at Illyeon. He occasionally seemed sensitive to her presence, making her tense without realizing it.
‘Didn’t he see it?’
As if she had made him sick with her nagging, Illyeon seemed drowsy, about to fall asleep again.
“Goodnight.”
Rona quietly returned to the room.
“Seriously, what’s up with that book?”
The War History of Palegara? If it had been published in South Korea, it seemed like a book that would save many suffering from counting sheep every night due to insomnia.
“I should be careful next time.”
Next time? The word “next” felt strange to Rona for some reason.
“Ah, I see.”
Illyeon was about to open his eyes sometime today or tomorrow. It was as if he only had two days left to borrow someone else’s eyes to read a book.
“Hmm. I really wonder what happened to Carina.”
Rona settled into a position hugging an extra pillow. The coolness of the pillow, which she had been sharing with the warm Illyeon until a moment ago, felt unfamiliar.
“If only Carina slept with Illyeon once, she would know.”
How good a body pillow he is. He really fell asleep without tossing and turning. It was a strange experience for Rona, who couldn’t sleep well when someone was next to her.
Rona yawned broadly.
“Let’s sleep a little more.”
The second round of sleeping was even cozier and sweeter.
At that time, Illyeon was still unable to sleep.
Was it because of the cheeky remarks of the housekeeper? He dreamed a strange dream of kissing Rona.
Suddenly, after waking up from the dream, the reality of Rona was even more problematic.
“She has really bad sleeping habits.”
Rona’s bare shoulder was touching his chest. Her nightdress had risen significantly due to her clinging and putting her leg over him. Unable to move because of this, Illyeon lay stiffly like a log, unable to even sigh.
“Chocolate color.”
Illyeon repeated shyly.
If his cheeks are red, does that mean he was shy? Was he a bit selfconscious?
Otherwise, there would have been no need to blush.
“Hoo.”
Illyeon was engulfed by the urge to see Rona. It was ridiculous that the man who once commanded the borders of the Empire wanted his lost eyes back for such a reason.
Did the woman he cared about feel shy around him? What kind of expression was she making?
Tell me, tell me, how is it? He wanted to see it with his own eyes without asking.
Even in the dream that felt so real, he couldn’t see Rona. Even in the dream, he was just a blind man. Illyeon felt somewhat empty.
On the day he lost his sight, Illyeon was on horseback, destroying the barbarian hordes at the forefront of the vast battle line. The barbarian king had already fallen to his sword. It was when he was chasing after the retreating remnants.
Shwaaak.
The fine sound of cutting through the air made Illyeon turn his horse and swing his sword to avoid it. He was a great knight who could block even flying arrows with his sword. But…
Pakak.
The arrow, turned to dust by his sword, rose a red dust. It was such a distinct red color that it felt strange even in thin air. At that moment, Illyeon held his breath.
“It’s poison! Everyone be careful!”
The soldiers around him scattered in confusion. Illyeon, who had covered his mouth and nose, felt a slight sting in his eyes. He realized too late that he should have also covered his eyes. It was too late.
The first to lose sight was his horse, which had served as his legs for seven years, running in his stead.
Heeheeheeheeng. Heeheeheeheeng.
The warhorse, which had continued to run according to his master’s will even while facing arrows and swords, suddenly started to stampede, crying out in pain.
His righthand man, Lieutenant Cedric, rushed to calm the horse, but the excited horse foamed at the mouth and collapsed sideways.
“Your Majesty! Your Majesty!”
Under the sky filled with dark clouds, the thunder began to pour.
Krrung.
Underneath the angry flashing sky, the bloodsoaked ground began to get wet. Cedric’s face, looking at him with horror, lost color and turned black and white, then disappeared into the darkness.
“Your Majesty!”
That was the last thing Illyeon saw with his own eyes.
And so, he, who should have been the victorious general of the sevenyear war, returned as a retired officer who had lost his sight.
Ileon did not return to his domain but went to the capital’s mansion to treat his eyes. However, there was no one who knew this poison. The emperor, who was worried about his nephew’s business, had investigated thoroughly about the elixir used by the barbarians, but there was no clue to treat his eyes anywhere.
At first, he thought he would get better. All sorts of things good for the eyes and body were sent to the grand duke’s mansion. None of them could restore his red eyes.
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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