Today’s hot topic was not the terrible incident that had happened between Hiscliff and Yuri Hsien. Around the time their debate, or rather nondebate, leaned towards there being no smoke without fire, another protagonist appeared.
“I pay my respects to Prince Hiscliff Offenhyde.”
The protagonist was Yuri Hsien, clad in a deep purple dress.
With the rustling of the silhouette of her flowing hem, Yuri Hsien gracefully bowed her head.
Hiscliff swallowed dryly at her direct, redeyed gaze.
‘She’s come.’
The thought naturally came to him.
This was the first time he had faced Yuri Hsien since the incident at the wine bar. Moreover, since he hadn’t sent a single letter to Yuri Hsien in the meantime, it was the first time they were even conversing.
Part of him was also worried.
‘What happened to the marriage with Hopgrand Duke? Is there still negotiation going on?’
It had to be. There was something he needed to obtain from the marriage between Yuri Hsien and Hopgrand Duke.
“May we have a brief conversation?”
Yuri Hsien spoke her intentions first, as Hiscliff, overwhelmed by her greeting, couldn’t find words.
“Certainly.”
Hiscliff cleared his throat and requested an escort. Yuri Hsien took his arm, and they headed to a terrace where they could be alone. Here, Hiscliff flinched once.
‘Does she mean to say she doesn’t mind being alone with me?’
Hiscliff was rather wounded in his pride. It felt as if she were saying she wouldn’t care what happened to her, as if she were invulnerable to any harm he could do.
Hiscliff hesitated for a moment but eventually entered the terrace, though he only drew the curtain halfway. It was not to consider Yuri Hsien but to prove his innocence, whatever schemes she might have.
In preparation for today, Hiscliff had envisioned many scenarios in his head. Thanks to that, he was confident he could overlook anything Yuri Hsien might say or do.
However, this was something he hadn’t anticipated in any of his visions.
“Marry me.”
Yuri Hsien, taking a brief breath, clearly said that. As Hiscliff remained silent and blinked, she spoke again, with an incredibly calm and nonchalant expression.
“Marry me, Your Highness the Prince.”
It was undoubtedly a proposal.
Hiscliff’s eyes widened. A myriad of thoughts rushed through his mind, as he couldn’t understand why Yuri Hsien would say such a thing to him.
However, at the same time, this was a clear opportunity.
No matter how much the empress consort tried, rumors were bound to spread on the wind. Even now, the hottest topic among the nobles was not the incident at the wine bar.
It was true that, in defiance of Greta’s warning to avoid Yuri Hsien for a while, he had lost his reason due to a few puffs of drugs taken out of frustration. But that couldn’t have marred his position as the emperor.
“What a fuss over something between lovers!”
Heathcliff sincerely thought so, but others’ nagging and conservative thinking persisted. As long as they didn’t change their minds, they would keep bringing up what happened at the wine bar to demean Heathcliff.
“It’s just a matter of sorting it out.”
And the opportunity to do so was now given by Yuri Hsien.
Heathcliff spoke arrogantly, tilting his chin as if he had been nervous about when Yuri Hsien would speak to him.
“Marriage. Do you love me, princess?”
“Yes.”
The immediate reply satisfied his heart. Heathcliff felt a strange heat rising, similar to when he was on drugs, and opened his eyes wide.
“Prove it.”
“What do you mean?”
“Right now…”
For a moment, Heathcliff’s gaze, hesitating, turned towards the halfopen curtain. He saw people pretending not to be nobles, watching them with interest. Confirming that, Heathcliff pulled Yuri Hsien into his arms with a grin.
The female body, fitting in his arms just slightly less than enough, was very satisfying. He whispered.
“Kiss me.”
At that moment, Yuri Hsien, without a moment’s hesitation, pressed her lips to Heathcliff’s. He felt the silent flesh.
However, Heathcliff felt his pride not only plummeting but completely crushed, instead of bursting with joy from deep within.
Yuri Hsien’s lips were very dry and cold.
It was a temperature bearing only a purpose, without a hint of excitement or sexual tension.
No different from the empty gaze of the maid who had tortured him during meals!
The first kiss between the two was utterly disappointing.
Male lead is a Love-Obsessed Merman
When he discovers she has gone, he risks everything to pursue her on land, enduring agonizing pain to transform his tail into human legs…
One-line summary: Male lead chases female lead. The male lead’s love is a bit sick, an invincible love brain.
Synopsis
During a voyage at sea, Jiang Yang accidentally captures a merman.
Servant: I heard that mermen are fierce and brutal.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman obediently rubbing her palm like a puppy: “You call this fierce and brutal?”
Servant: I heard that mermen have no human nature.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman with wet puppy eyes, obsessively calling her ‘A Yang’ like a childish infant: “You call this having no human nature?”
With great difficulty, she releases the merman back into the sea and returns to shore.
Who would have thought that in less than half a month, the merman, who should have been freely wandering in the South China Sea, would shed his scales, endure the pain of losing his tail, transform into human legs, and come ashore to find her?
He kneels at her feet, rubbing her palm, with merman tears rolling down: “A Yang, don’t abandon me.”
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