“No one in the Second Prince’s palace knows you.”
From observing Karl’s behavior, it was clear that he seemed connected to Floria. A few days ago, recalling what she had said, doubts arose.
“Sister, the name of the court jester you encountered at the restaurant was Karl Deman, right? But when I checked, there was no such person.”
It was strange that Floria didn’t know Karl. I first met this man when she sent court jesters to bring me. I needed to make sure that I wasn’t mistaken all this time.
But unlike my tense demeanor, Karl showed no sign of confusion.
“So, you found me.”
“It’s not that, well, it is, but anyway, let’s not beat around the bush. I’ve never seen you working at the Second Prince’s palace.”
“I use a different name at the palace. So, you couldn’t find me under the name Karl.”
“The person I met at the restaurant was the secretary to the Second Prince. That person also didn’t recognize you.”
“I handle external affairs. I don’t stick around the palace much. So, there wouldn’t have been a chance for you to encounter me.”
Considering that, you weren’t too conspicuous?
But Karl’s unhesitant response seemed innocent.
Machi and the gray-haired man’s expressions remained unchanged. Still, unable to completely let go of suspicion, when I squinted my eyes slightly, Karl smiled slyly.
“Shall we go to the Second Prince’s palace together?”
“No, it’s okay.”
Would he really suggest that?
“But does that have anything to do with the request you’re making now?”
Of course. If you’re not related to Floria’s people, I won’t bring it up.
Just to be sure, I went through the final confirmation step.
“So, what do you think of the First Prince?”
“Why are you asking that?”
Karl, who had paused for a moment, crossed his long legs and gathered his fingers over his knees.
“Well… is he an insane lunatic?”
As Karl finished speaking, it was frightening to see Machi and the gray-haired man barely holding back bursts of laughter. Karl nonchalantly continued, as if he hadn’t heard anything.
“He’s a ruthless fool with no manners. Useless, just big in size, and a small-minded man wearing a mask, pretending to be meek, and carrying an annoying personality that even ants’ hind legs can’t find. Moreover…”
“Enough. That’s enough.”
I extended my hand, putting a stop to Karl’s incessant slander. He tilted his head and smiled slyly.
“Can I say more? There’s still plenty of time left.”
“That’s enough. We’re done.”
I raised my hand to stop Karl’s continuous disparaging remarks. He tilted his head, smiling.
“I can still say more. Do you want to know how I really feel about him?”
“No, thank you. I’ve heard enough of your opinions on the matter.”
“That’s enough. I understand how you feel about the First Prince.”
If he could pour out such vivid criticism, it was clear that even if Karl wasn’t Floria’s person, he wasn’t someone who followed the First Prince.
No matter what, could he insult my master to that extent? If the First Prince hears about it, he won’t stay silent, will he?
‘But strangely, these disparagements sound somewhat familiar…’
“Oh, really? How do I feel about the First Prince?”
Karl leaned forward, tilting his head as if inviting me to speak. He was smiling, but there was something odd about that smile, not quite like a genuine one.
“It seems like you view him as a crazy person you wouldn’t want to associate with, even if you were alive.”
“Klak!”
“Hup!”
As I finished speaking, the two, who had been shaking their shoulders as if to laugh out loud, quickly covered their mouths with their hands. When Karl turned his head, the two of them scowled.
“Sorry. We overheard it.”
They cleared their throats and straightened their expressions. However, the aftermath of the laughter seemed to linger, causing intermittent shakes of their shoulders.
After a brief silence, Karl sank back into the sofa. Although he maintained his usual relaxed smile, his eyebrows were raised a bit.
“So, why did you ask about my thoughts on the First Prince?”
In response to Karl’s question, the main topic came to mind, and I slowly began to speak.
“I want to know about the First Prince.”
“You want to know about the First Prince.”
Karl, who had been sweeping his chin with his fingers, raised one corner of his mouth.
“Why?”
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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