Yuri Hsien, who was standing with Ulgen on one side, stepped forward to the very center of the memorial service and spoke.
[And you are despicable.]The eloquent voice of a young girl was extraordinary, filled with strength. Her fair face, held upright, was incomparably proud.
[Is this a place for harmony? A feast of joy? We have lost the mother of the nation. His Highness the crown prince here has lost his mother. This is a place of mourning. A place gathered to share grief.]The adults shut their mouths at her accurate, punctuated speech with a slightly mispronounced accent.
Even if it hadn’t been a princess of great Windsor who spoke, the adults wouldn’t have had a word to say. Yuri Hsien looked around at the nobles. Whenever she did, the men pretended to cough and turned their heads, and the wives hid their faces behind their fans.
Yuri Hsien made the nobles step back on their own and then walked up to the crown prince. Then she said something.
‘I think I hated that word very much…’
She didn’t remember well, but she distinctly remembered being annoyed. Based on vague memories, it seemed like it was a word to encourage the crown prince.
‘Since then.’
That she clung to the position of the prince. Hiscliff realized his mistake. He didn’t want to be perfect as Yuri Hsien was, perfect just by herself.
‘I wanted to become a prince.’
He wanted to enjoy it as a prince. But he couldn’t.
“Marry me. So I don’t have to marry the Minister of Byung.”
Yuri Hsien looked down at Hiscliff and informed him.
Whether the opponent was anyone, she didn’t cling, beg, or plead. She aimed for what she wanted, hunted it, cornered it, and took it.
It was indeed the appearance of a wine master who would rule great Windsor.
Now Hiscliff’s face even lost its strength. His mouth opened slightly.
Strong…… And it seemed as if he were looking at a great beast. Though it may bow its head, though it may yield according to the situation, and though it may be tamed, it does not lose its essence.
No matter how much Hiscliff saw Yuri Hsien as a cat, she was ultimately a tiger.
So Hiscliff now has no choice but to vomit.
“I…….”
A human thrown in front of a tiger without a single shackle was helpless. So helpless that he could only lie flat on the ground and stare at his own weakness that he didn’t even want to admit.
Tears welled up. All those questions asking if he was really a prince turned into arrows aimed straight at Hiscliff himself.
I am not a prince. I was not even worthy of the title of prince. Holding only a shallow and narrow name, he was a brat boasting and strutting.
He never wanted to be whole as Hiscliff, so how could he be whole as a prince?
How dare he tried to disgrace Yuri Hsien on such a subject, deceive her, so here he collapses and dies.
‘I was, deluded.’
Climbing onto the back of that tiger, I thought I would become a tiger myself, but I shouldn’t have climbed on it in the first place; I should have been equal. Heathcliff realized too late that the answer was not to suppress, and that miserably belittling was not the way.
In the meantime, Heathcliff’s dry lips spoke pitifully, holding back tears.
“How could I do that…….”
For a long time, it was cowardly and tedious inside.
(This is a time delimiter.)
Sssshhhh [dash]
The wind overlooking the terrace where the woman stood alone was chilly.
Even though spring had come, the temperature that brushed against the skin resembled winter, as if spring had failed to become summer. In between, Yuri Hsien exhaled white breath.
The garden of the Huang Star, brightly illuminated by the refined stone lamp, was beautiful as if stars had descended, but Yuri Hsien’s red eyes were utterly dark.
Yuri Hsien thought,
‘Everything… is over.’
She didn’t want to admit it, wanted to keep struggling, but this was the truth.
The last fortress, the final plan, and the best choice with Heathcliff had all turned to bubbles. Yet there was one thing that had been confirmed.
‘The person manipulating the prince’s letter…….’
It was that Heathcliff’s farewell notice was not of his own will. At least it was clear that Heathcliff was not involved in the disappearance of the covenant and the Kendal mother and daughter.
But what use is all this now?
When the celebration of the Crown Prince’s return is over, the Pope will stamp the marriage certificate, and then Yuri Hsien will have no choice but to marry Hopgrand Changebai.
It was when Yuri Hsien exhaled a long breath once again.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
