“How is it, Sienna?”
In response to Duke Sebastian’s words, I whispered with a trembling voice.
“It’s, it’s the best!”
Because inside this warehouse…!
There was a furnace capable of the finest pork barbecue, and there was a pig!
I stared at the slightly bleeding pig and opened my mouth wide.
“S-so, did Dad prepare the pig?”
It seemed like my dad, who couldn’t even see the blood properly, was trying to prepare the pig for me. I was surprised and turned to look at my dad. Then, my dad burst into a hearty laugh.
“Dad was secretly planning to throw a pig barbecue party.”
“I didn’t know, Dad! You should have kept it a secret until the end!”
“A surprise party is good, right?”
“Um…”
I sighed, shoulders drooping.
However, something felt a bit off. When I opened the warehouse door, it seemed like Sebastian Grand Duke made a clinking sound with his hands.
I tilted my head.
‘What’s going on? Something seems strange…’
But did I really need to doubt my dad more, I wondered with a naive thought.
‘There’s no way Dad is hiding something from me. And even if he is, it must be something good.’
Dad always valued openness and harmony within t
Upon seeing even a longtime friend display such a cold expression, Matthias Mirmode thought. Sebastian burst into laughter and said, “Well, yeah. Let’s go with that.”
“It’s been a while.”
“This place felt like home to me. The one welcoming me is none other than Matthias.”
Closing the warehouse door and heading towards the reception room, Matthias spoke in a low voice, “It doesn’t feel like your home to me.”
Nevertheless, within those words, he knew there was an old sentiment towards a friend. Sebastian smirked.
‘Warmer than my father.’
A few hours ago, he had returned to the palace informally. There were no extravagant bouquets or congratulatory processions.
Arriving at the imperial palace just before evening, he first greeted the emperor with a simple salute.
The emperor, with an indifferent expression, acknowledged his son, Sebastian, the Grand Duke, and briefly spoke.
I called you, but I won’t support you in the succession game. So don’t harbor ambitions for the position of the heir, he said.
Then, as if tired, he headed towards the bedroom. It truly was an awkward relationship.
So, to him, the palace was not a home. It was just an uncomfortable trap.
Walking briskly, following Matthias, who had opened the reception room door, Sebastian said nonchalantly, “This isn’t my home. But you’re here.”
They placed a bottle on the table and engaged in conversation.
“It’s been a while.”
“The scars on your face have increased.”
“Like a medal for the intense battles on the front lines.”
Matthias raised his glass as if to make a toast.
“Planning to take the emperor’s throne?”
“I’m considering it. My father doesn’t seem to favor me much, though.”
“Good for you.”
A sly smile appeared on Matthias’s lips.
“I happened to want to conquer the palace. Along with the temple.”
Sebastian frowned. His old friend, seen after a long time, seemed even more insane. And it suited him well.
“Ask for detailed plans later. For now, let’s dispel the resentment.”
He chuckled, brushing aside his hair. The time of sharing a strong drink, playing give-and-take, unknowingly continued.
It was a reunion with an old friend after a long time.
The next morning, at breakfast.
Sebastian, the Grand Duke, my father, and I sat facing each other as a trio.
Due to having joined the breakfast table after getting rid of eye boogers and giving my cat a quick wash, I was sleepy, but I could find out an amazing fact.
‘Asher looks so much like Acid!’
I was so surprised that I just opened my eyes wide, and Sebastian, the Grand Duke, smiled as if he were familiar.
“Are you scared because of the scars on your face?”
I shook my head and said, rubbing my eyes, “No, the scars make you look cool, like a pirate captain!”
And then, I eagerly ate the appetizer that was served.
After a moment of silence, Sebastian, the Grand Duke, spoke.
“Thank you, little duchess.”
I giggled and laughed, realizing once again that his voice was similar to Acid’s. It was really fascinating.
That people who have no blood relations can resemble each other like this.
Maybe if Sebastian, the Grand Duke, removed his blindfold, he would look even more like Acid.
But right at that moment, someone spoke with a choked voice.
“…Sian.”
It was Dad.
Without any particular thoughts, I turned my head to look at Dad.
In front of me, an astonishing situation unfolded.
‘Is Dad, the usually timid Dad, doing his eyebrows?’
Those eyebrows only appeared when something tremendously hurtful happened to Dad. To put it bluntly, it was an emergency.
“Oh, Dad. Why that expression?”
When Dad made that expression, I had to comfort him for minutes, no, tens of minutes, to soothe his delicate heart.
The longest duration of the “soothing time” was a whopping two hours. I had to comfort Dad before he got more hurt and sulky.
“Well, Dad?”
“…Huh?”
“Dad, aren’t you cool?”
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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