“Your Majesty, the palace mages have found traces of hypnosis on Cecilia. One is light, and the other is very strong.”
“······I see.”
In the emperor’s study, bathed in the faded glow of sunset, it was the empress who spoke first.
The owner of the study, not seen for a long time, and the empress were sitting across a small table from each other.
“What will you do? Even so, can you not forgive her?”
“What kind of hypnosis was it?”
“The first hypnosis was wicked enough to make her forget who she was, and the second was powerful but its nature is unknown. The mages couldn’t unravel it, saying it seemed to tamper with memories.”
The emperor cast his gaze far away, out the window at the sunset.
“Cecilia will be exiled from the empire. And the baron will be stripped of his title… That should suffice, Empress.”
“A merciful decision.”
“The only one I couldn’t show mercy to was you.”
“······.”
“Why did you suddenly return after being away for so long?”
The emperor asked. The empress did not respond.
“I think it was a mistake to do that to your family, the Antuans. If you wish, I will order their restoration.”
“If you wish it, Your Majesty, then do so. Otherwise, it’s not necessary.”
“Not necessary, you say…”
The emperor gave a bitter smile.
The fragrant tea, brought by the chief steward to soothe nerves, swirled bitterly in his mouth today. It felt like he had consumed something forbidden, ruining his taste.
“I was abandoned, and now the Grand Duke of the North follows.”
The empress almost let out an exasperated sigh, but she swallowed that bitterness as she always did and spoke.
“I’ve been told that the Grand Duke of Bellfast has taken in my brother and his household.”
“Is that the only reason you returned?”
“I am old now.”
“······Francis.”
The emperor called out her name with a longing voice.
“Don’t call me that, Your Majesty. Your Francis died a long time ago.”
“······Would you have dinner with me?”
The emperor, like a child seeking approval, examined the empress’s face.
Her heart sank again at his expression.
“I will restore the Antuan family. That’s what I want. And to carry out the restoration, Bellfast must return to his domain.”
The emperor said slowly and then brought his tea to his lips.
Of course, his true intentions were in his follow-up words.
“Are you wishing for the Grand Duke of Bellfast to leave the capital?”
“······.”
“Do you still despise that child’s father so much? You sent him to battle without any evidence and killed him. You sent his mother away and dragged that young one to the capital, pushing him into battle as soon as he turned fifteen. Is it still not enough?”
The emperor roughly put down his teacup. The fragrant tea in the golden cup splashed in all directions.
“Don’t say things you don’t know! What do you know… Have you seen it?”
Overwhelmed by the memories of that day, the emperor trembled.
“He stood over Mikael’s body with a sword in hand! You didn’t see that scene!”
“The wounds on Mikael and the Grand Duke of the North’s sword did not match. He arrived there after Mikael was killed.”
“He could have arranged it beforehand! If only… if only there was evidence, I would have exterminated them! That’s my eternal regret. The Empire’s shield? Don’t make me laugh! The son of the prince’s assassin pretends to be a grand duke. How much longer do I have to tolerate him! I’m still doing my best to endure!”
The emperor shouted as if in defiance.
“Who sent Mikael to the North?”
The empress calmly gazed at the emperor. He looked at her blankly, his face slowly contorting.
A whirlwind of deep silence swept between them, distorting the emperor’s expression.
“Shut your mouth. How did you raise that child, to become a fool who gives his heart to a seductress of a ruined nation?”
“······.”
The empress was at a loss for words. After a long silence, she spoke.
“Mikael was not a fool. He was a beautiful, free, and kind child. He knew how to see the worth of people regardless of their origin, and he was honest with himself.”
The emperor, looking unsettled, swept his disheveled hair from his face.
“Empress, I spoke too harshly. Let’s pretend you didn’t hear that. But don’t dare challenge my authority as the emperor. Who dares to reprimand me?”
The emperor’s expression changed wildly, like a madman.
The empress’s heart crumbled at the sight.
She never imagined this man could be so broken.
“Steward! Call the Grand Duke of the South and Medea!”
“Your Majesty!”
“Those who stood by me when no one else was around. Why, you seemed very cold to them today. Do you have the right to do so?”
The emperor jeered.
The empress closed her eyes. After a moment, she spoke as Antuan, the woman who once loved the man before her.
“Your Majesty, spend the evening with me.”
“······.”
“Do you need someone else?”
The empress looked at him.
Once the most wise and beautiful silver-haired emperor in history.
But who is this person before me now?
A pitiable and dangerous lunatic, the emperor of the empire.
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
