I Pretended To Be Dead And Ran Away (22 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 149
The Duke of Nuremberg did not particularly like the ducal mansion in the capital.
Even so, after losing Lilith—the daughter who was now Reniel—he had never once taken his entire family down to their southern estate. In truth, only after finding a daughter, albeit a false one, did the whole family finally depart for their estate.
Before that, it had been only natural for the Duke and Duchess of Nuremberg not to go together to their southern lands. At least one of them always needed to remain in the capital to more easily gather information about Reniel, who had vanished from their capital residence.
For nearly fifteen years, they had barely endured, clinging only to the hope that their child might still be alive.
To the people of House Nuremberg, the capital mansion felt nothing short of cruel—it was a place filled only with memories of endlessly waiting for Lilith and barely holding on through the faintest sliver of hope.
Perhaps it was only natural that after finding Lilith, they had hurried south in joy—especially for the tigers of Nuremberg.
“Father.”
The moment the Duke of Nuremberg returned to the capital mansion after his private audience with the Emperor, his second son approached, eyes gleaming.
“Lecis.”
“Father, you should rest first.”
Unlike his elder brother Berain, the second son Lecis possessed an exceptionally gentle disposition. He had also been the son most heartbroken when Lilith went missing.
Knowing well how deeply his father cherished his mother, Lecis was more considerate of her than anyone else. Thus, news about Lilith was naturally of great importance to him as well.
“Where is Daisy?”
“Mother waited until just a moment ago, then went up to her bedroom.”
“What time was that?”
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After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
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After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
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Is the story really over? I’ll miss you all… I’ll miss the heroine.