Men of the Harem (137 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 297
“Shall you dance one more tune, Your Majesty?”
Though Tasir subtly tried to hold her back, La Til used the excuse of feeling dizzy from moving around too much and stepped down from the stage.
Tasir followed her down right away, trailing closely behind.
Before La Til could even mention she was thirsty, he quickly and thoughtfully found a drink for her.
This time, La Til truly wanted to rest somewhere no one would find her, so she went up to the second-floor balcony, removed her mask, and drank her beverage.
‘The Fox Mask is human—such a seemingly trivial piece of information is actually the most crucial one.’
The cold drink soothed her unsettled stomach, which had been churning from all the dancing.
Yet her heart was more excited than ever.
After handing her empty glass to Tasir, La Til went to find Calain.
Even with a mask on, Calain was unmistakably himself—so strikingly handsome that he sat like a painted figure in his chair, yet no one dared approach him.
Noblewomen refrained from coming near because he was the Emperor’s concubine, and noblemen avoided him because he was the infamous Mercenary King of commoner birth.
Thus, when La Til approached him, people’s eyes naturally turned toward them.
When La Til sat beside Calain, everyone instantly realized without surprise, “Ah, that’s Her Majesty.”
To avoid witnessing the Emperor flirting with her concubine, people deliberately looked away in different directions.
“Master.”
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