Ballière was elated.
From the moment Angri left, he couldn’t stop humming.
He noticed the maids looking at him with curious eyes as he hummed the songs he had enjoyed singing in his life, but Ballière didn’t care about such gazes.
‘I believe.’
He couldn’t understand why those simple words made him so happy.
He felt confident that he could handle the scheduled meeting with the nobles in the afternoon.
‘Hmm. I thought he was just a pretty face, but it seems there’s more to him.’
Suddenly, the beautiful face of Angri, who had been absentmindedly touching the ends of his own hair, came to mind.
‘Well, since we’re entangled like this, how fortunate that he’s handsome?’
Ferdant really lived not far from the palace.
The house wasn’t particularly large, but it was a tidy mansion, suitable for raising a child.
Just by its appearance, Ermedillin was completely enamored.
Today’s plan was just to watch Ferdant, who was playing in the garden, from a distance.
The thought of his name made her heart ache slightly, but he wasn’t a complete stranger, was he?
She felt it was too much to suddenly accept this newfound son as her own when she hadn’t even married, let alone given birth.
“Phew.”
Despite planning to watch from a distance, her hands were sweaty from tension.
Ermedillin unnecessarily adjusted her clothes, cleared her throat, and checked her voice.
‘I’m just going to watch from afar today!’
No matter how much she organized her thoughts, she couldn’t control her trembling heart.
When she sneakily looked back, both Runi and Mago seemed equally tense, swallowing dryly.
As Ermedillin hesitated, the sun had already slanted, and time was approaching the middle of the afternoon.
Unable to delay any longer, Ermedillin finally took steps into the mansion.
Following the guide of the servant working in the mansion, she was led to a secondfloor corridor overlooking the garden.
In the garden, a young boy was swinging a sword, dripping with sweat.
‘Ah, he’s so small. Was he said to be 6 years old?’
The way he gripped the hilt with his small fernlike hands was so adorable.
Ermedillin found herself smiling brightly without realizing it.
While she was gazing at the boy with her lips parted, Runi quietly came up to her and handed her something.
“??”
It was a handkerchief.
“Why this…”
‘Ah, was I crying?’
When she lowered her head, the tears that had collected on her chin fell down.
“Thank you.”
She was merely smiling at the child’s cuteness, yet her eyes were shedding tears regardless of her emotions.
Ermedillin knew right away.
These tears were not of her will but flowed from her heart.
Ermedillin knew a fact very well.
Perhaps no one in the empire knew it as vividly as she did.
Her meticulous recordkeeping in her diary made her nauseous just to look at it.
The current Ermedillin knew too well the bottomless evil of the body’s former owner.
Yet that devilish woman who seemed as if she could neither bleed nor cry, shed tears when she saw her son.
Even now, a soulless empty shell shed tears from the memories imprinted in her heart.
The falling tears weighed heavily on Ermedillin’s heart.
The realization that she was experiencing motherly love for the first time through someone else’s body.
On the carriage ride back to the palace.
Ermedillin remained silent the entire time.
Runi and Mago guessed she was in a bad mood because she had seen her son after a long time, so they kept silent as well.
The small, delicate, white face looked so much like Ermedillin.
Now she understood why people said a child is an extension of oneself.
A being that shares both a soul and a heart.
Thus, a being who finally elicited a response from even a soulless, empty heart.
He too had said he was abandoned when he was very young.
Wrapped around the infant, not yet touched by the years, was a swaddle with only a note that read Yun Hyeyoung, birth date, and a plea to raise him well.
When Hyeyoung had grown up to some extent, the principal handed him the carefully preserved swaddle and note.
That day, Hyeyoung put the swaddle in the nearby used clothes collection bin and tore up the note.
Because he had already given up the vain hope that his mother might come to find him someday.
In fact, no one came to find Hyeyoung until the moment he left the orphanage.
‘How could that have happened?’
‘Didn’t they even want to see me?’
‘Did they perhaps watch me from a distance sometimes?’
Questions Ermedillin could never know the answers to now complicated her thoughts.
Leaning against the carriage, tears once more began to flow from Ermedillin’s eyes.
If the tears shed just before were from Ermedillin’s heart, then these were tears shed by her soul.
Parents whose faces and existence she didn’t even know, the previous life’s Ermedillin had become an adult ignoring the intangible wounds.
But the scars that settled in the heart of the abandoned child still screamed horrifically from deep within Ermedillin’s soul, even after she had faced death and lived a new 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 🙂
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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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