“Indeed.”
“I’m not leaning, I just slipped.”
Soon, Elyon began to sob quietly.
Her shoulders, once sturdy as a fortress and high as a mountain, trembled feebly.
Rona’s shoulders became soaked with his tears.
[Star Icon][Star Icon][Star Icon]Elyon halfheartedly had dinner and went to bed early. Thanks to him, Rona, who was able to finish work quickly, sighed as she closed his bedroom door.
“The crown prince?”
That guy, who seems to have been shot in the head, in his underwear, flustered, coming to open the curtains? How surprised she must have been.
Such an uncouth and crude guy is the heir to the empire. How could she be so unlucky? Seeing the crown prince, the future of the empire looked very clear.
“Saviel. Saviel was supposed to be the sub male lead.”
Moreover, it is said that he is in the middle of a marriage with Carina, who ran away from the heroine’s position.
“Such a fool.”
Rona, being too angry, began to devise a revenge plan for Saviel. Roughly, diligently save the wages of the Duke’s mansion, open a decent shop in the capital, hoard money, and somehow buy a title or enter a house as a noble lady, acquire a qualification to enter the royal family.
If she eventually goes to the royal palace, she would throw a money bag in the crown prince’s face and shout, ‘Please never appear in front of our child.’
“Elyon. Just wait a little bit. I’ll help you open your eyes. Absolutely.”
It was when Rona was bravely cheering herself up and making a vow.
Rona felt an indescribable sense of incongruity. What is it? She felt like she had forgotten something extremely important.
“Ah! I’m crazy. I’m crazy.”
She had completely forgotten about the herbs that had been blooming in the garden.
The fact that the suspicious plant survived in the garden was a stroke of pure luck. Because if an unknown weed sprouts, it’s common for the gardener to pluck it out immediately.
However, as the old gardener became ill and had difficulty moving, his wife, Niel, had to take care of her husband and also the Duke’s garden by herself. Since the guests didn’t visit much, she meticulously managed the garden in front of the main house and somewhat neglected the backyard.
“This is a ㅇㅇ grass.”
“ㅇㅇ grass?”
“Perhaps… this might be helpful to you. You’re really lucky. This flower is said to wither when it rains and blooms only in the dry season.”
No matter how many times she thought about it, she couldn’t remember the name of the plant. Sob.
Apart from that, it was said to wither in the rain, but it rained yesterday and today.
All this time, Rona had been visiting the backyard every night to keep an eye on the plant.
But yesterday, she was dragged by Elyon and confined to the bathroom, and today she had forgotten to take care of him because his mood was so bad due to the incident with the crown prince in the dressing room.
Throb.
Suddenly, Rona felt like crying. What if she lost the chance to wake Elyon up because of her negligence? She felt like she would be tormented by guilt for the rest of her life.
‘She’s having such a hard time.’
She has to continue to see him being insulted for no reason, and a guy who has borne a grudge threatening to trample on him.
Rona fell in front of the bush where the plant grew.
“Oh, what to do.”
Tears streamed down Rona’s eyes.
The petals were falling from the tempting flower.
The moment she saw the petals that had halfwithered and fallen to the ground, Rona felt like she was going crazy.
The flower, seemingly shrouded with a mystical power, was halfblinking, its brightness wilted as if the head were about to drop.
In that moment, instinctively, she felt that if the light of the flower disappeared, it would lose its medicinal efficacy.
Lona immediately plucked the grass. Strangely, even after being picked, the light that had soaked the flower didn’t fade, it still remained. Lona, who swiftly picked up the fallen petals from the ground, once again braved the rain and ran to the back door of the kitchen.
“Pot.”
With only large ones in sight, Lona was stomping her feet in frustration. She soon found a small pot used to heat milk in a corner, filled it with water and tried to light a fire on the countertop, but…
In the kitchen, deserted as the chef had gone home due to the late hour, there was not a single ember; it was just cold.
“What to do. What to do.”
I need to calm down. Lona quickly thought of El Leon’s room. The weather had suddenly turned cold, with rain falling yesterday and today. She remembered that a fire had been lit in the fireplace in the bedroom of the Duke.
Holding the pot filled with water and the plucked grass, Lona ran to El Leon’s room. Because she was making a racket opening the door with her hands full, El Leon, who had been sleeping in bed, woke up and sat up.
“…Lona?”
Without a moment to respond, Lona, who had thrust the pot into the fireplace, waited with anxious eyes for the water to heat.
Soon, steam started to rise from the heated water. The flower in her hand was almost extinguished, its light flickering. With a growing sense of urgency, Lona dropped all of the grass she had been holding, from the root to the fallen petals, into the water.
With the pot once again placed on the fireplace to boil a bit more, Lona felt drained.
‘What on earth was I worrying about.’
There’s nothing more pitiful than fretting over things like the temperature of the water, which parts of the grass can be used as medicine, and how to handle the grass.
Boom.
Suddenly, there was a sound of something bursting, and Lona almost dropped the pot from her hand.
“What is… this?”
The herb she had put in the pot seemed to have melted without a trace. But the color of the medicine was strange. When she moved it to a cup, a slow, black, sticky liquid fell. The suspicious medicinal tea didn’t look healthy no matter how she looked at it, so Lona tried to smell it by putting her nose close to it.
“Gah. Cough cough.”
The pungent, spicy smell stimulated her nose, and Lona’s body couldn’t resist and sneezed.
‘Can this be eaten?’
Lona felt a wave of anxiety. It didn’t seem like proper medicine. Just as Lona was at a loss for what to do…
“What are you doing here?”
El Leon, who had approached from behind, asked.
“I was trying to make medicinal tea.”
Suddenly, Lona’s eyes were stinging.
“I think I ruined it…”
Lona felt like crying. She resented Carina, who had fled the original work. If El Leon couldn’t open his eyes, she felt like she could never forgive her.
El Leon sat down next to the crouched Lona and carefully touched her arm. Feeling the heat emanating from the cup in Lona’s hand, he overlaid his hand on hers holding the cup’s handle.
El Leon, who had pulled the cup towards him using Lona’s hand, started to smell it, and Lona started to shed tears.
Don’t eat it, it’s ruined medicine.
It seemed like his personality had worn away due to the mere two years. If he had to live like this for another ten years, she couldn’t imagine him being able to protect himself like this.
That’s when it happened.
El Leon, who had put his mouth to the cup, began to drink it without even taking a breath.
“No, you can’t. El Leon, you mustn’t drink it!”
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
