Men of the Harem (137 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 122
As I stepped down from the carriage, a grand building appeared before me, its pale green and gold hues harmoniously blended. The lines of this detached palace were soft and smooth—it was also the building La Til had loved most during her childhood.
My older brother always studied even when we came here, and I would follow behind him, lugging a book as big as my own body. When the nobles saw that sight…
‘Older brother ruined all my memories.’
Just as I recalled those hazy, tender memories, his smugly handsome face popped into my mind, instantly souring my mood. La Til stopped reminiscing and walked toward the main gate.
Still, her mood improved again by mealtime. Perhaps because it was the Emperor’s first visit here since her ascension, every dish the servants brought out was prepared with exceptional care.
Crisp fried pastries, five kinds of fruit jam neatly arranged on small plates, apple tart, chicken stew, soft white bread so delicate it seemed ready to melt at once, and an unnamed drink topped with cream—each emitted an irresistibly sweet aroma that made one’s mouth water.
Moreover, seated on either side of La Til were some of the most breathtakingly beautiful concubines, so whether she looked at the table or at the chairs, her mood couldn’t help but lift.
‘Damn it. If only zombies and dark mages hadn’t suddenly shown up, I could’ve stabilized the throne quickly and lived this peaceful life already.’
As I sipped my drink, cream smudged near my lips—Tasir slightly stuck out his tongue and licked it off. Seeing that, La Til’s heart fluttered painfully, making her resent Tulla and Lean even more.
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“Tasir may seem indifferent to Her Majesty on the surface, but apparently not underneath.”
The moment Klein entered the room after finishing his meal, Vanil—who had been ordering servants around to move luggage—paused mid-instruction and asked, “Huh?”
Aksian quickly ushered all the servants out. Vanil frowned, now burdened with moving all the luggage himself, but Klein felt more comfortable discussing Tasir openly.
“While we were all eating together, that Tasir pretended cream had gotten on his lips and licked them with his tongue—what a fox-like move.”
Hearing this, Vanil tsked while dragging a travel bag toward the wardrobe.
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.
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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.”
I can’t wait for latil and her son to meet
I can’t wait for latil and her son to meet