Men of the Harem (137 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 72
Is the mask capable of creating only one fake face? La Til repeatedly put on and took off the mask, struggling to figure out its precise method of use.
“No good.”
But it wasn’t easy. She wasn’t sure whether the mask had other functions or not, but at the moment, she couldn’t think of any other uses.
‘It’s fine. For now, even this much utility is enough.’
Though briefly disappointed, La Til shook her head and quickly dismissed that feeling.
This mask was immensely useful—it was worth the enemies going to such lengths to obtain it. It would be greedy to feel let down just because she couldn’t immediately find greater value in it.
Just then, a loud and chaotic commotion erupted outside the window—people shouting wildly, their footsteps and voices jumbled together in confusion.
Just in case, La Til put on the mask and approached the window.
Pulling aside the curtain, she saw a group of soldiers swarming about, checking the faces of passersby.
They merely glanced at the faces of those who cooperated willingly and let them go, but those who refused were grabbed somewhat roughly.
They must be looking for me and Sir Sosran. La Til immediately understood why the soldiers were acting this way.
It was clearly Lean who had issued the order upon hearing that La Til had visited. She didn’t even consider the possibility that the fake emperor had given the order—after all, that imposter was undoubtedly one of Lean’s people.
‘I hope Sir Sosran got out safely.’
One soldier seemed to sense her gaze and looked up at La Til. Their eyes met, but instead of deliberately looking away, La Til simply stared down at him plainly.
The soldier apparently assumed she was just a bystander, so he lowered his head again and resumed stopping passersby as before.
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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.”
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I can’t wait for latil and her son to meet
I can’t wait for latil and her son to meet