Going down underground, it was clear that the twelve enemies who had tried to attack Latil and the two culprits captured by Tasir were each in separate cells.
“!”
However, a few of them had smashed their heads against the wall in suicide. They had been gagged and their hands tied behind them, but even in that state, they had killed themselves by hitting their heads.
‘Damn it.’
Cursing under her breath, Latil entered the cell where an attacker who hadn’t committed suicide was. However, this attacker also tried to bite his tongue as soon as the gag was removed.
“That won’t do.”
Latil quickly inserted her finger to stop him from biting his tongue and gave a grim smile.
“I didn’t bring you here to clean up a corpse.”
[This is the time separator]“Your Majesty. Are you all right?”
When Latil came out of the prison, Sonnaught and Tasir, who were standing there, quickly approached.
“……”
The chief of the attendants had been waiting for Latil, but as soon as Latil came out, Sonnaught and Tasir clung to her, so he couldn’t come close and just frowned.
“Well. I’m fine, but……”
While Tasir took out a handkerchief and meticulously wiped the bloodstains from Latil’s face, Sonnaught just stood and watched.
If it wasn’t for Tasir, he would have stepped forward, but it was awkward for him to do so while Tasir, who was a harem, was taking care of Latil right in front of him.
Seeing that, the chief of the attendants, recalling how he had been pushed back earlier, laughed inwardly. However, seeing Sonnaught looking gloomily at the floor, he turned his gaze elsewhere for some reason.
However, Latil didn’t notice the awkward atmosphere between the three because she was thinking about what had happened in the prison earlier.
‘The ones who attacked me didn’t even know that I was the Emperor…….’
Among the captured enemies, those who had attacked Latil and the foxmask were those who had been given the order ‘you have a tail, take care of it.’
They were the types who carried out orders exactly as given, so they really didn’t know much.
So, in reality, the only ‘knowing’ culprits were the two that Tasir had captured. Unfortunately, the side that Pol was trying to contact had committed suicide, so there was nothing to find out or do.
And Pol was……
“That criminal who was in the 1st Guard Division.”
As Latil, who had been silent all this time, opened her mouth, Tasir quickly put away the handkerchief and Sonnaught raised his head. The chief of the attendants also moved a few steps closer.
“You mean Pol?”
When Tasir asked, Latil nodded.
“Yeah, that guy. When he felt desperate at the end, his eyes rolled back and he started blaming me.”
Sonnaught’s expression twisted. Instead of frowning, Tasir asked with a gleaming eye.
“What did he say?”
Sonnaught didn’t like Tasir stepping in as if he was Latil’s closest confidant and glanced at him, but since Latil was still, he couldn’t say anything.
Latil answered while walking towards her palace.
“He said that he warned me, who assassinated the previous emperor, for the ‘real owner of the throne’.”
As soon as they heard this, the chief of the attendants gasped and said, “Huh.” Sonnaught’s face hardened as well. Tasir asked, “What?” All three of them had reactions like, ‘What kind of nonsense is this?’
“Strange, right? But he really believed it. As if he was justice and I was evil.”
Afterwards, Latil did not say a word until she reached the sleeping quarters, but when she arrived in front of the bedroom, she dismissed the people and asked the three.
“That ‘real owner’ he’s talking about…sounds like Tlra, doesn’t it?”
“So, do you think the tomb incident was orchestrated by the forces that supported Prince Tlra?”
“No, Tasir. I’m talking about a living, breathing Tlra.”
When Latil corrected him, Tasir looked even more surprised.
“But didn’t Prince Tlra die?”
“Yes, he died. But I keep hearing stories from people who knew he was dead. I wonder why.”
When Latil mentioned the attackers from a few days ago, Tasir seemed even more perplexed, and Sonnaught looked displeased that such important information was being shared with Tasir.
Sonnaught’s face darkened as Latil, who usually only confided in him and the butler, seemed to be talking to Tasir about all sorts of things, making it seem as though Tasir had naturally become Latil’s closest confidant.
Tasir was the only consort that had never cohabited with Latil, but Sonnaught could see that he was the most trusted of all the consorts.
Even though it was hard to read the look of courtship directed at him, it was easy to read a hostile gaze. While focusing on Latil, Tasir felt Sonnaught’s cold gaze and smirked.
“Why are you so happy to hear that Tlra is alive, Tasir?”
“Oh, that’s not why.”
“Your lips are curled up so much, what’s not?”
“I’m just happy because you’re so astute, Your Majesty.”
As Tasir defiantly clung to Latil’s side, rubbing his head against her, Sonnaught’s expression darkened even further.
However, instead of saying anything to Tasir, he asked Latil seriously.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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