Although it’s not true that she made them drink to get along, she did make them drink to get them to open up, so half of the excuse was true.
Ranamun sipped his drink reluctantly after Latil’s convincing explanation.
‘What is this, chicken piss?’
Latil found it ridiculous that he drank so little, but she couldn’t force him to drink more, so she just picked up a snack and put it in Ranamun’s mouth.
“Now, eat some snacks.”
Ranamun hesitated when the snack that Latil offered touched his lips, but soon he slowly opened his lips.
Latil, without thinking, offered the snack, but when Ranamun accepted it while making eye contact with her, she awkwardly lowered her hand.
Ranamun watched Latil’s reaction carefully while slowly chewing on the snack, and when he noticed her ears turned a bit red, he finally laughed satisfied.
‘Anyway, his face is……’
Latil thought that the smile that appeared on the corner of Ranamun’s mouth was like a dewy rose, and quickly urged him to drink again.
“By the way, Ranamun. You lived in a temple for a while when you were young, right?”
Just to prevent him from thinking it was weird if she only offered him alcohol, she brought up a brief peculiar fact that was written on his concubine application form.
“Yes.”
However, Ranamun answered shortly, seeming to have no intention of having a long conversation about it, and the conversation didn’t continue.
“You really don’t fit in. If you were a priest, people would come to find peace and leave angry, wouldn’t they?”
Latil picked a fight at his response, but Ranamun just chuckled and took his drink. Just as he was about to say something.
“!”
He suddenly stood up and walked to the bed.
“Ranamun? Where are you going?”
She found it strange that he stopped drinking and started walking, so she called out to him, but Ranamun didn’t even look back and laid down neatly on the bed.
“Ranamun?”
Latil still didn’t understand what he was doing, but Ranamun, instead of answering, covered himself with a blanket and closed his eyes. And then…
‘Is he asleep?’
He fell asleep in less than a second.
“Ranamun? Ranamun?”
Latil called out to him in surprise, but he didn’t move at all. Ranamun, while cold, had the most perfect manners among all the concubines. He was definitely not the type to deliberately ignore Latil’s words.
‘Is he really asleep?’
Latil, getting closer, looked down at Ranamun’s face with his eyes closed and let out a hollow laugh out of disbelief.
‘Wow. Why is his alcohol tolerance so low? There’s no time to weaken his mind, right?’
[This is the time separator]“The sky is bright, the sunlight is warm, and energy is rising from my body! All thanks to the grace of God!”
The chief priest, who had finished exercising, looked up at the sky and exclaimed brightly, and the passing courtiers murmured at him.
The trainee priest, who had infiltrated as a eunuch, covered his face in embarrassment.
“Please say such things quietly, Zaicin.”
However, the chief priest laughed heartily and proudly showed off the muscles in his arms.
“God loves showing off, Gubel! Muscles! Muscles!”
‘No, it’s not…’
“You have to show your muscles and shout loudly for Him to hear you!”
“It seems unlikely that the gods would not have heard…… Besides, why are you revealing your muscles?”
“When many people pray to the god, won’t the sounds get mixed! That’s why you have to shout loudly! Like this!”
As the head priest who spread his arms shouted towards the sky, “O God! Yahoooooo!” the novice priest’s face turned like a ripe strawberry.
‘Where did that logic come from…….’
Seeing this, the court ladies giggled among themselves, causing the novice priest to drop his shoulders dispiritedly.
Although our head priest may seem a bit clumsy, but isn’t it because the gods love such clumsiness, words bubbled up in my heart wanting to say this. But it was so frustrating that I had to swallow these words.
“Gubel!”
“Yes, High Priest Zaicin.”
“Go and get some ice cream. I want to eat it in the sunlight.”
“Okay…….”
“Gubel!”
“Yes?”
“Two! Bring two!”
Gubel grunted in affirmation and ran towards the kitchen.
In the meantime, the head priest calmed his earlier excitement and looked up at the sky with a sunny smile.
Surprisingly, as soon as his mouth shut, his appearance was so beautiful like shimmering seawater, that the court ladies who were laughing at him unknowingly opened their mouths.
However, they quickly left the spot, their pride hurt by the fact that they were moved by the clumsy youngest court lady.
Soon after, the only one standing in this vicinity was the head priest. But he seemed to enjoy the clear air alone.
Then it happened.
‘Hmm?’
Suddenly, a chilly sensation was felt from behind. It was a terrifying yet hairraising feeling. Just as the head priest was about to quickly turn his head.
Someone pushed his back with enormous force.
“!”
[This is the time separator]The day after getting Ranamun drunk, I tested Tasir, but it seemed like his liver could autonomously metabolize alcohol, no matter how much he drank, he never got drunk.
Ultimately, Latrasil was busy all day looking for another strategy to weaken the mental strength of her harem.
But by the afternoon, Latrasil’s mind got even busier. As Latrasil was walking down the hallway, the 5th Guard Commander came running and knelt before Latrasil and exclaimed.
“Your Majesty, Your Majesty, High Priest Zaicin right now, High Priest Zaicin!”
He came so hastily that he couldn’t even speak properly and continued to pant before he finally shouted.
“High Priest Zaicin has fallen down the stairs and is severely injured!”
The 5th Guard Unit was in charge of the harem’s security. Latrasil was genuinely shocked by his report.
“Zaicin?”
The Zaicin that Latrasil knew was strong enough to break the neck of an enemy with his bare hands, impale an enemy on the ground, and make people faint with a hit on the head.
Even if he slipped on the stairs, it seemed like the stairs would break, severely injured? Even if he stumbled a bit, it seemed like he would balance himself immediately?
‘Did Zaicin do this intentionally because he knew he was a head priest?’
As she hurried towards the harem, Latrasil asked.
“Did he do it himself or was he pushed?”
“I don’t know. Zaicin’s servant said he went to the kitchen to get ice cream on Zaicin’s orders when there was no one else around.”
“Were there any guards nearby?”
“There were guards not too far away, but they said no one suspicious came in or out.”
“And Zaicin? What did Zaicin say?”
“He hasn’t woken up yet…….”
As the 5th Guard Commander reported in a crumbling voice, Latrasil stopped abruptly and stared at him with scary eyes.
“What?”
The 5th Guard Commander knelt down again with a face that looked like he was about to cry. Latrasil pointed a finger at him, hesitated with her mouth moving, but thought of Zaicin first and increased her running speed.
Latrasil quickly opened the door and went in. There, the court physicians had already arrived and were bandaging Zaicin’s body.
Since it was such a situation, all the other harem members gathered in the room and surrounded Zaicin’s bed.
“Zaicin!”
As soon as Latrasil ran up and grabbed his hand, surprisingly, Zaicin, who had not been conscious until then, opened his eyes wide.
“Zaicin! Are you okay?”
Startled, Latil held his face and asked, to which Zaicin grimaced in pain. As soon as Latil, feeling regretful, let go of her hand, Zaicin writhed in pain.
“Lord Zaicin, you must really miss Her Majesty. You couldn’t pull yourself together even though the servant cried and shouted.”
The courtiers spoke in admiration upon seeing this, but Latil couldn’t laugh. Latil silently waited for Zaicin to calm down and when he complained that his ribs and leg bones felt like they were all broken, she asked.
“What happened? Falling down the stairs all of a sudden?”
Zaicin, holding Latil’s hand, sobbed as he spoke.
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.”
