“Even if it’s the Chief Priest, we have our own spy, don’t we? Can’t we do something about it? I want to handle this curse before it’s complete.”
Ermont, with a firm forehead, brushed his chin, creating deep wrinkles.
“Even with a collaborator, it would be difficult to trigger the curse. Isn’t the Chief Temple itself a sanctuary protected from all magic?”
“Sanctuary, huh? It’s only because of the sanctity that magic doesn’t work. It’s troublesome. Even if we physically attack, the priests will easily heal in their sacred place.”
“What if we lure them out?”
“Lure them out?”
“The sanctuary is only the Chief Temple. Isn’t the area around the Chief Temple just a scenic mountain?”
Ermont, seeming to have an idea, rolled his eyes for a moment and then looked at the girl crouched in the corner.
“Let’s use her as bait.”
Ermont, satisfied with his own thoughts, flicked his fingers, displaying a sinister smile.
With jet-black hair and cool features, Ermont, resembling Ermeldine, smiled coldly as the girl in the corner, with blue eyes, gazed at his smile with awe.
It was a gaze that surpassed fear and anger, only filled with overwhelming emptiness.
Felio, trying to calm his trembling hand, clenched his fist, turning the palm of his hand into a pale milky color.
Having concocted all sorts of excuses to come to the temple with Ermeldine, thinking he would be alone without Henri or Leopold, he found himself next to another unexpected figure.
“Not a Chief Priest candidate, right? What are they doing together? What interesting story are they sharing so amusingly?”
Overwhelmed by jealousy, Felio approached Ermeldine and Arbien with burning eyes.
“Since this morning, they’ve been sticking together like that. How impudent he was yesterday!”
“Impudent?”
“Yes! He acted so annoyingly! I was planning to scold him when I met him later, but suddenly, they became so friendly?”
Licking his lips, Rooney, holding a basket, headed back to the laundry room.
“He got so close in just a day? It took me several months! Just a day apart?”
Having been inseparable for months and rushing here unable to endure even a day apart, Ermeldine found herself with another man by her side.
“Darn it! Fine! Ermeldine is pretty, elegant, and dignified. But this is too much! Just a day apart!”
Perhaps sensing Felio’s jealousy or not, Ermeldine’s face remained calm and naturally relaxed, her smile unsuspecting that it would soon disappear.
At some point, Ermeldine, noticing Felio, ran to him.
“Gonza! What brings you here!”
As soon as she saw him, Ermeldine felt a satisfying fullness in her chest, as if the emptiness she had felt since dawn was filled tightly and evenly.
“Well, why did I come here?”
Despite running over with a bright smile, Felio seemed uncomfortable, not meeting her gaze.
“How can I know the reason you came here? Perhaps because you missed me?”
Ermeldine, expressing her inner thoughts to Arbien, smiled teasingly, playing with her nose.
Felio, caught up in jealousy, watched Ermeldine and Arbien with burning eyes, not trying to meet her gaze.
“Isn’t the queen enjoying herself immersed in her work? Did you come here because there’s something to approve?”
Ermeldine, who had lightened her heart by revealing her thoughts to Arbien, made a mischievous smile and teased him.
Felio’s plump response made Ermeldine’s face momentarily shadowed with deep darkness.
“Didn’t I tell you to take my vacation? If you return from the temple to the palace, I’ll find someone to help you……”
“Hmm? Is this Sir Felio?”
Suddenly interrupting, Arbien stood by Ermeldine, clenching his fists and scanning up and down.
Felio, also almost strangers, didn’t respond kindly to Arbien’s rude attitude.
“You seem familiar from somewhere.”
Of course, Arbien knew he was a Chief Priest candidate, but Felio, with a more arrogant attitude than Arbien, pretended not to know him.
“This is Chief Priest candidate Arbien. This is Sir Felio of the Battistian Ducal House.”
Feeling the awkward atmosphere between the two, Ermeldine introduced them with an awkward smile, but the two men didn’t even try to meet each other’s eyes.
“It seems Sir Felio came for official business. Shall we continue the conversation later?”
Thinking that she should send Arbien away for now, Ermeldine gave a subtle hint. Arbien responded with a blunt answer, sticking out his lower lip.
“He doesn’t seem very competent…… Ah!”
Having already experienced Arbien’s rude words despite his fair appearance, Ermeldine stepped on Arbien’s foot forcefully.
“There must be important matters for the priests as well. You should go now.”
If they were alone, Arbien, who came here to be close to Ermeldine, might have endured even if she walked all over him, but now he had attracted too much attention from the surroundings.
He could only anticipate the next while grinding his teeth internally.
“Since Her Majesty the Queen kindly saw me off, I have no choice but to leave.”
Watching Arbien disappear to the other end of the corridor, muttering with a loud voice, Ermeldine sighed loudly, unknowingly.
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
