“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“What’s the principle behind what you just did? It seems like life will fly away before memory?”
“Yes. I’m trying to bury the truth in the ground.”
‘You’re saying you’re killing and burying him!’
No, is this guy really the standin? Even though the appearance is so, the thought is not at all like the standin? Latil stuttered and waved her hand at the standin.
“Don’t kill him. I have to find out why he attacked you.”
“Killing. The standin, a deity, never harms people.”
“…At least don’t hit.”
When Latil gave a firm command, the standin obediently backed away.
“I’ll call my subordinates, so hide for a moment.”
Anyway, since he wanted to hide his identity, Latil ordered the standin to hide and called the subordinates she had tried to call earlier. The guards who ran in turned pale at the sight of the fallen attackers.
Because of the previous incident of the grave being desecrated, the related people had been on the brink of fainting for a week. Seeing the fallen attackers, they realized that the story they had heard before would be their future.
“Your Majesty, are you hurt anywhere?”
“Your Majesty, is your body okay?”
“I’m okay, don’t make a fuss.”
“Yes.”
“And these guys. Make sure the guests don’t notice and drag them to jail. And block ‘anyone’ from coming into that prison.”
One of the guards, seeing the attacker who the standin had stuck to the ground earlier, chuckled and asked.
“That person looks like a nobleman, is it okay?”
“He tried to attack me. Don’t spare them, just put them all in.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
The guards quickly moved to the palace where guests did not visit, holding the heads and legs of the fallen ones in pairs.
When all the guards disappeared, Latil looked around and called the standin who claimed to be the standin earlier.
“Standin.”
Then the standin, who had been hiding behind a large flowering tree, quickly approached. As he approached, the scent of the flowering tree blew towards Latil.
When they moved to a brighter light, Latil was a bit surprised to see the appearance that had been covered by the standin’s muscles. The image was unexpected, so she didn’t realize it. His face, at least, was really like an angel in imagination.
“Are you really a standin?”
When Latil asked, the standin smiled softly and stretched out one hand towards Latil. Then, amazingly, a twinkling light, as if sprinkling stardust, appeared in his hand.
“What’s that…?”
While she was surprised and looking, the standin approached and knelt in front of Latil. Wondering what he was doing, he applied that light to the calf that had been scratched when Latil jumped from the veranda and hit a branch.
As soon as the light touched her skin, the wound healed instantly.
“Do you believe me now?”
“…I believe.”
As Latil nodded her head, the standin slowly rose again. His attitude, receiving the moonlight, was beautiful like a gently shaking calm lake, and Latil admired him again.
But now was not the time to be surprised while looking at the standin.
“Do you know why I found you?”
“Hitra has passed away. It must be related to that.”
After telling about the incident where a selfproclaimed assassin appeared, how the man tried to speak about the culprit and suddenly died, how he spit out the word ‘road’ while dying, how another priest came and confirmed that the body was cursed, etc., Latil asked.
“Considering the Chief Priest died and you were also attacked, it seems that our enemies using the curse won’t be so easily subdued. We need a way to counter them. Do you know of such a method?”
Please know something, please. Latil fervently muttered inwardly, but the High Priest shook his head.
“I also don’t know of such a method.”
This can’t be. Latil clenched her fist.
“That’s troublesome.”
The enemy had already once sent a cursed person into prison. What if they killed someone cursed in a public square?
What if that created something like zombies or hungry ghosts? The damage would be unimaginable.
“Do you not know anything at all? About black magic?”
The High Priest shook his head again.
“I also don’t know much. But… the Grand Sage might know something.”
“The Grand Sage?”
“Yes. And although I do not know the method to counteract the curse, my existence itself can suppress black magic. If what you said is true, it might be possible that our enemies who use the curse are trying to kill me in advance because of that.”
The High Priest added after a moment of thought.
“Actually, the frequency of attacks has increased sharply after your ascension.”
“Really?”
“Yes. That’s why I immediately responded when I heard you were looking for me.”
So, does this mean my father’s assassination and the current incidents are all connected? Latil recalled the moment when the imposter emperor’s assassin had said ‘Tlala’ before dying.
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.
*
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.”
