Illeon murmured that he had tried all kinds of treatments, and because of that, he hadn’t felt this pain in a long time. His expression, so indifferent as he spoke, made him look even sadder.
“You will get better.”
“Because I drank the tea you gave me. If my eyes get better, I’ll make you a formal member of the grand duke’s family.”
At Illeon’s words, Rona jumped in surprise.
“No, don’t say that. It’s only natural for me to serve my master. To become a member of the grand duke’s family… I’ve never wanted to become a noble.”
“Who said anything about making you a noble. I… cough.”
Illeon’s firm lips were dry and cracked.
“My…throat…is dry. Cough.”
“Stop talking. I’ll bring you water.”
Rona quickly brought a bottle of water.
“But how should I give you water?”
Illeon’s arms and legs were all tied to the bed.
“Can I untie this?”
“No, don’t.”
Illeon shook his head.
“I might do it again at dawn.”
It seemed that tying Illeon up was the best way to keep him calm. But if they untied his hands and he harmed himself again, the entire manor would have to be mobilized.
“So how do I give you water?”
Should she use a straw? But what if it goes into his nose?
As Rona pondered these trivial problems,
“Feed me with your mouth.”
At Illeon’s words, Rona widened her eyes in surprise.
“Feed you… with my mouth? What do you mean….”
As she stuttered, Illeon spoke with an incredulous look.
“What are you thinking? I’m a patient.”
His eyebrows, which had been tightly knit above his tightly closed eyes, looked disappointed.
“The butler did it before.”
“Oh…”
Rona looked at the water bottle in her hand. If the butler, Bernard, could do it, she thought she could do it too.
“If it’s too much, you can wake the butler….”
When Rona’s hand touched his cheek, Illeon shuddered and stopped talking. As Rona, with water in her mouth, gently stroked his lips, Illeon’s lips parted.
“……”
The first attempt was difficult, but the second and third times were easier.
‘I’m like a mother bird.’
There is a hungry baby bird in the nest right now, with its mouth wide open.
Rona tried to go along with the ways of nature.
Otherwise, she thought she might focus on the feel of Illeon’s lips, or the scent of sandalwood that she felt at the tip of her nose whenever their lips touched. Illeon, who didn’t care about Rona’s feelings, drank the water she gave him without any problems.
After giving him water a few more times, Illeon let out a long sigh as if he felt a bit better.
“Hooo…..”
Rona wiped Illeon’s face with warm water. She wished she could change his clothes and wipe his body, but she couldn’t put a new shirt on him because his arms were tied. When she applied ointment to his bruised forehead and eyes, Illeon flinched as if it stung.
“You should get some sleep now.”
Rona was picking up the scattered items and getting up.
“I can’t sleep.”
That was understandable. He might be scared to sleep, thinking when he might get sick. If he didn’t know when he might get sick, he might be anxious.
“Read me a book.”
“Shall I? What book do you like?”
“The War History of Pallegara.”
Rona frowned.
“Don’t you like any other books?”
Hadn’t he fallen asleep the last time she read that to him?
“I like that book.”
Lona let out a sigh and brought the bulky book of Palegara war history. The hardcover book with gold leaf inlaid on a leather cover was hefty and solid enough to be used as a weapon.
‘I must not fall asleep while reading again.’
Lona was a bit tired. Just witnessing Ileon’s seizure was incredibly stressful. She wanted to go to her room and lie down immediately, but seeing him so pitiful made her want to do anything he asked.
‘Let’s read it clearly and loudly.’
If she read it with vigor, she wouldn’t fall asleep like last time, would she? Lona forced her eyes open.
“The people of Tropalgara were ignorant of the battle. They did not covet what belonged to others, and their martial arts were closer to selfdiscipline. It was the first time in history that Tropalgara raised a banner in Palermo.”
Lona continued to read the book clearly.
“Palermo despised the military strength of Tropalgara. It was a big mistake of Palermo. In the second battle, the infantry of Tropalgara was about 20,000, and the cavalry reached 8,000. There were 500 cannons lined up in the artillery, and 1,200 artillerymen were ready to ignite alternately.”
Lona began to feel drowsy.
“Then the shielded assault team of 6,500… lined up, ahem. The arrow troop following the assault team was 3,000. But Tropalgara was planning a pincer move. The cavalry of 2,500 in the rear… broke down Palermo’s line… from the side… broke down…”
Thud.
Lona dropped her head onto Ileon’s bed.
“She fell asleep.”
Ileon laughed. If he could get up and leave his bed, he would certainly sponsor the author of Palegara War History.
Under his tightly bound arm, Lona’s hair touched. It felt a little ticklish. But he didn’t mind, so Ileon turned his head toward Lona.
The faint scent of Lona came across the darkness filled with pain. The darkness covering his eyes was endless and vast, so between the familiar loneliness, Ileon found a little comfort listening to Lona’s breathing.
Suddenly, he felt strange to see himself laughing. Every time Ileon treated his eyes, he suffered this pain.
It was a terrible experience. Sometimes, it felt like something was scratching and tearing from inside his eyes. It was so painful that he thought it would be better to lose his eyes if it could end this pain, even if he didn’t need to open his eyes.
He began the treatment with a glimmer of hope, and at the end of the brutal pain, there was no effect after all.
The fact that he was laughing like this during a seizure was too strange. It was a situation where he couldn’t laugh, but he still laughed in front of Lona.
‘Hope,’ maybe? It was a little different from that. Why is her existence so empowering? Ileon was surprised at his own change.
“I’m relying on you, Lona. I won’t be able to let you go for the rest of my life.”
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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