Upon hearing the news of Heathcliff’s death, Jorgen momentarily doubted his ears.
“Who… What?”
“A lifeless body, pierced by a sword, was found in his room.”
“Oh…”
“And it seems that the penetrating wound was, in all likelihood…”
Although Benjamin couldn’t finish his sentence, Jorgen understood. It was Greta’s doing.
‘After the Hopeland Changeback, followed by the Earl of Everium… And now her own son.’
It was an incredibly unbelievable event, and Jorgen couldn’t comprehend it.
“Why? Why would she do that? What could be the reason for such an act? Perhaps… because Heathcliff failed to marry Yurisien…?”
Even as he said it himself, the thought seemed absurd, but there seemed to be no clear reason other than that.
“For now, that’s what we suspect. Mitchell and Aiby will bring more information since they are investigating.”
“Sigh… What on earth is happening…”
Jorgen, who was deeply troubled, looked back at Yurisien. Outside, the undead were causing chaos, and on top of that, Yurisien had collapsed. Greta, who had attempted to seat Heathcliff on the imperial throne, had even killed him. What could Greta possibly want?
“What is she thinking, and what is her goal…”
Muttered Jorgen, raising his head. Outside matters were serious, but what was more crucial was that Yurisien remained unconscious. There was nothing more unsettling and serious than that.
“When do you think she’ll wake up…”
In this desperate situation where almost half of the Solserion Empire had collapsed, if Yurisien were to go wrong… Jorgen would have no reason to live.
“Mother? Is it really… Mother?”
Yurisien asked. Her voice was trembling to the point of being pitiful. To Yurisien’s reaction, Lillian, overwhelmed with emotion, barely nodded while crying. Her trembling lips and the sight of her swallowing her moist breath were so tender that it could make anyone’s eyes moist.
“Mother!!!”
Yurisien didn’t hesitate and rushed straight to her.
“Ah, my dear!”
Lillian also breathed out hotly, extending her arms widely toward Yurisien. Yurisien dived into Lillian’s embrace. Feeling the arms that held her tightly as if promising not to lose her again, Yurisien finally burst into tears.
How much she missed this embrace. How ardently she longed for it. Whenever Edna and Yeriy mentioned their mother or talked about family stories, she secretly envied them. Envy so strong that even counting on all her fingers and toes wouldn’t be enough!
“Oh, dear, it feels like a dream…”
“Mother…”
Lillian, immersed in ecstasy, said. The words ‘it feels like a dream’ resonated deeply. If it were a dream, she would never want to wake up.
“Let me see your face, hmm? My baby. Our beloved baby.”
Lillian, with trembling hands, gently covered Yurisien’s face. Up close, Lillian’s face had a black veil again. Nevertheless, Yurisien could clearly see Lillian. Lillian, who resembled the mother in her vague memories or the figure in a portrait.
“You’ve grown so beautifully.”
Lillian said with a sad smile, trying to suppress her tears.
“So… incredibly, incredibly, you’ve grown so pretty and kind.”
Lillian’s hand, wearing black silk gloves, delicately caressed Yurisien’s face. Despite the glove, Yurisien could feel the warmth from Lillian’s hand, and she burst into a hehe laugh. Lillian, who saw Yurisien laugh like a child because she liked her mother’s touch, hugged her daughter more strongly, as if promising not to lose her again.
“I’ve missed this so much. How passionately I yearned for it. I secretly envied you every time you were talking about Mom. Even if I counted on all my fingers and toes, it wouldn’t be enough!”
Lillian murmured. Regret filled her. Yurisien, encircling Lillian’s waist, buried her face in her mother’s embrace.
“I’ll never leave your side again.”
“Mother…”
“From now on, we’re together, Yurisien.”
Lillian stated as if making a promise, showing a determination not to be separated from her daughter. Encouraged by this assurance, Yurisien laughed like a child again. Lillian spoke as she gently stroked Yurisien’s head.
“We met under very difficult circumstances. Let’s never part again. Okay? Let’s not drift apart.”
“Yes, okay, Mother.”
Thus, for a lifetime, with her mother.
Yurisien, muttering along with Lillian’s words, strengthened her grip on Lillian’s arm. Lillian, in response, also exerted more force on Yurisien’s arm, as if reciprocating. She whispered.
“Now, let’s go together with this mother.”
Behind the black veil on her face, the cloudy eyes glowed darkly.
Meanwhile, in the forest where the borders of Heben and Solserion Empire meet.
Deep in that forest, Hebenkyo priests gathered and were busy. The long-awaited moment had finally come. They, who were responsible for the axis, joined forces under the leadership of Dolores, Greta’s aunt, to draw a giant magic circle. Faces soaked in sweat like rain were swollen with pride and anticipation.
“It’s almost time.”
“Yes, it’s really soon now.”
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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