The tone was one of chastisement, but there was a trace of worry in her eyes.
The thing was already so frail. What if it caught a cold?
Evelia stood up right away.
She bumped her head on Ludwig’s palms, which were shielding her from the rain, but she didn’t care.
“I’ve been waiting!”
To give you a petal!
“……You’ve been waiting for me?”
The words that came out of Ludwig’s beautiful lips were full of confusion,
“Yes.”
There was no hesitation in Evelia’s reply.
Or else why would I be standing here with leaves on my head on a rainy day?
“Why?”
No matter how much he thought about it, there was no reason for the little thief to wait for him. Because the little thief was different from him.
In fact, he was glad to see the little thief at the secret base.
All day that day. No, for at least a few weeks after that.
The palace that was strangling his throat wasn’t as painful as before.
Thinking about the conversations he had with the little thief, the expressions on his face when he cunningly wracked his brains, the small mouth that squirmed when thinking about something delicious.
Yes. To be honest, he really liked the new relationship with the child.
Because when he saw the child, the breath that felt like it was being squeezed out finally eased.
But probably to the child, he was not as special as the child was to him.
Unlike him, who was burning everything to become the sun, Evelia was already shining like the brightest star without even trying.
It’s natural for a small spark to follow a clear starlight, but isn’t the opposite extremely unusual?
So he couldn’t help being surprised at what followed.
“Because we’re friends. I have something to give.”
Was friendship originally something that could happen so easily, without a solemn and heavy declaration of ‘do you refuse to establish a relationship as a friend’?
He had no idea because he had never experienced it.
What if he asked ‘are we friends?’ That would seem nonexistent.
And if he smiled as he pleased, he was afraid that he would reveal that he really had no friends, so he tried to suppress the corners of his mouth from rising.
“Here, this!”
What Evelia gently placed in Ludwig’s hand was a small petal.
“At the blessing festival, I was the child who got the blessing. I threw it, I picked it up, full of blessings!”
His vocabulary was still lacking, so the explanation was a mess, but Ludwig understood perfectly.
As he was blankly looking at the petal, Evelia tilted her head and emphasized again.
“It’s a gift!”
A petal as a gift.
From an objective value standpoint, such a worthless gift was a first for him, who had only received all kinds of precious things, jewels, magical tools.
But if judged by subjective value, a gift that was so valuable that it was hard to hide the welling up of emotions was also a first.
“……I can’t believe there are still people who believe in such superstitions.”
That’s why.
He handed over words full of sarcasm to hide the laughter, the tears, and the sigh that wanted to come out.
“Ha! Whether the food thief believes it or not. Anyway, I believe it, so there’s full of blessings in it.”
But then he said something so sweet, that the firmly suppressed corners of his mouth couldn’t help but relax.
“Thank you.”
Evelia’s eyes widened at the sight of the food thief’s bright smile that she seemed to see for the first time.
My brothers are also very pretty, sparkling. This food thief seemed to be not easy either.
The two kids sat leaning against the tree trunk together.
The rhythmic sound of the rain falling on the tree was comfortably unobtrusive.
Evelia once again placed a large leaf over her head.
Ludwig tilted his upper body to cover Evelia more firmly with the coat he had given her.
The scent of marigolds deeply filled the air.
“How was the blessing festival?”
“The street food skewers were the best!”
“Street food stall.”
“Yes. That.”
As if she had been waiting, Evelia chattered about the review of the blessing festival.
Only her face peeped out, buried in the clothes.
Ludwig listened attentively, nodding quietly.
When a moment of silence came, he licked his lips.
Actually, he had been wondering whether to ask or not.
“Uh……”
“Uh?”
“That, the petal you gave me……”
“Yes, yes.”
When he hesitated to answer, Evelia blinked her big seablue eyes as if to tell him to hurry up and speak.
Ludwig asked, turning his gaze away from the little thief and looking into the distance.
As if she wasn’t particularly curious.
“Will you give it to him too? That devilish child, you know.”
I wish I wouldn’t. I wish it was something only I received. However, she couldn’t utter these childish afterthoughts.
“Ah. The rabbit? Oh, I’ll give it to him when I meet him!”
His delicate red eyes slightly furrowed at the unexpected response.
However, his tone in the following question was once again nonchalant.
“Is that devil a friend too? Like me?”
“Ash is a friend too. It seems like that.”
Ludwig kept on murmuring inwardly, still looking off into the distance.
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
