In the end, the wealth that had been accumulated over the past three years instead of Windsor was squandered on bribing Windsor’s nobles. It took six out of eight noble families clinging to barely persuade Ullegen. The amount was astronomical, so the more Greta thought about it, the more bitter she became.
“Do you know how hard it was for me to clean up this mess? Why did you do something so reckless and foolish, Prince? I told you to wait. If you had just waited…!”
“When exactly!”
Hiscliff, who had been silent all along, raised his voice. He even jumped up from his seat, as if he were quite angry.
“I’m a prince, aren’t I, Mother! Just as you are the queen, I’m the prince! What can I do, being such!”
“Prince!”
“We are lovers. Is it such a big mistake to try to embrace a loved one? Yes?!”
Hiscliff gritted his teeth so hard that the whites of his eyes were turning red.
“Do I have to be under house arrest for a week?!”
Greta was at a loss for words. Here, if she got angry with him, she knew instinctively that she could not convince Hiscliff, so she sighed softly.
‘I’ll have to handle the letter that arrived from Windsor myself.’
Greta gestured to Hiscliff to sit.
“Sit…!”
For a moment, Hiscliff, who seemed to be fighting something, finally collapsed helplessly on the sofa. What was so wrong and angry about it, Hiscliff sobbed.
Holding her throbbing head, Greta spoke as if she were moaning.
“You’re right. You are the prince. But… everything has its time. I’ve told you over and over, haven’t I?”
“I don’t understand the notion that there is a time for even sharing a bed with a lover in the first place.”
“You and the princess are not ordinary lovers, are you, Prince? You haven’t forgotten our purpose, have you?”
Hiscliff, who had only chanted his innate rights as a prince, faltered at the cold voice. When Greta confirmed that his momentum was slightly broken, she continued.
“How will you become an emperor if you can’t endure even this moment?”
In the end, Hiscliff closed his mouth. That word was the only leash and shackle that could handle Hiscliff.
“…Pour me a cup of tea.”
Hiscliff, who had been silent for a while, said to Greta’s maid instead of answering. But the maid did not move.
“Didn’t you hear me say to pour the tea?”
The maid, looking at the edge of the void, seemed to have no will. However, the hands hidden behind the sofa were trembling. Greta, seeing Hiscliff’s eyes ruthlessly catching the trembling, spoke softly to the maid.
“Bring the tea.”
“Yes, Your Majesty the Queen.”
The maid finally moved, as if she hadn’t heard Hiscliff’s words at all.
“Hah.”
Heathcliff let out a short, hollow laugh and, without anyone being able to stop him, threw the vase that was in the center of the table. The vase was aimed precisely at the maid who had just bowed her head towards Greta.
“Ha…!”
The surprised maid’s eyes widened, and the vase stopped in midair. Then, as if it had never been thrown at the maid, it settled back on the table, drawing a smooth parabola. At the same time, Greta jumped up from her seat.
“How dare you try to harm my person. I see that the Emperor is still not in his right mind. It seems more time is needed to cool your head. Stay confined for three more days.”
With the coldest expression during their conversation, Greta left Heathcliff’s room.
Left alone in the room, Heathcliff could no longer hold back.
Crash! Bang!
The sound of everything hitting the tightly closed door and shattering was heard, mixed with howls.
“Am I the Emperor? Am I really the Emperor?”
It was the cry of a man who had lost his place.
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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