“There’s nothing on top! I think it’s hidden in the pants!”
“No, why are you taking off my pants that you can take off, not a strange man’s pants!”
“There’s nothing I’m looking for in your pants!”
“Why are you decisive when you haven’t seen it yet!”
“Do you have a treasure map there?!”
“There’s no map, but the treasure is, no, damn it!”
Tasir, who struck the enemy’s abdomen with his elbow, who was trying to hit him from behind, spat out a curse once more.
“You! Did you swear at me?”
“It’s not to you, it’s to them… Damn it!”
“It seems like you did it to me?!”
“The auction house managers are coming!”
Tasir, who quickly dealt with the two enemies rushing at the same time, quickly jumped into the driver’s seat and grabbed the reins.
“Here!”
As he whipped the reins, the horses that had been standing stupidly began to run.
While Latil was looking for the map in the man’s pants with a mask, her body was thrown to one side when the carriage suddenly started moving, and she hit her head on the partition.
“Tasir!”
“The auction house managers are coming. It’s not good to get caught, so I’ll avoid the spot first.”
The auction house manager is coming? Latil, who stuck her head out of the window, discovered a group of people riding horses chasing after her.
Someone among them shot an arrow, and something sharp brushed past her cheek.
“Eek.”
Latil, who quickly pulled her head into the window, hurriedly searched the masked man’s clothes again.
“Damn. Where did you hide it?”
At that moment. The man, who she thought was unconscious, firmly grabbed Latil’s wrist.
When she lifted her head in surprise, he was staring at Latil with a ‘What is this?’ look. An unfamiliar look of embarrassment on someone who is not used to being embarrassed.
His pupils slowly moved to his pants in Latil’s hand.
“!”
[This is the time separator]“So. Your Majesty hurriedly ran to the deputy.”
As Guesta murmured weakly, his attendant and escort Tree felt all depressed.
“Don’t worry too much, sir.”
However, there was no trace of gloom on Guesta’s face.
Tree, feeling sorry for herself, rolled her feet and finally squatted in front of the tree, scratching the withered grass stalks with her nails.
“Your Majesty is too much. All the other consorts came for power, wealth, or family. The only one who came out of pure love for Your Majesty is our sir. How can you leave the sir like this?”
“She’s busy.”
“She’s busy! She went out to play with Tasir today!”
Tree, who was unknowingly roaring, checked Guesta’s expression and bowed her head deeply.
“I’m sorry. You must be the most upset, sir.”
Eventually, Tree grimaced and grimaced.
“Tasir looks sly and cunning like a fox, but I don’t know why he’s so pretty that he sticks around.”
Then, Tree looked at the pill bottle that Guesta kept rolling in his hand, and asked in a daze.
“What’s that, sir?”
“Huh?”
Guesta, startled by Tree’s question, turned red and mumbled, “Father…”
“Why the Prime Minister?”
When Tree asked again, Guesta chewed his lips in vain.
“Sir? Is it something that was in the items that the Prime Minister sent yesterday?”
Yesterday, the Duke of Jaesang and Atroxshi seemed to be in competition with each other, as they brought in five huge boxes filled to the brim with goods.
Guesta had suggested they go through the boxes slowly, so they had only managed to sort out two so far. Could it be in one of those?
Guesta looked down and hesitated before answering in a low voice.
“It’s a drug that makes a man impotent.”
Tri waited for a reply blankly, then gasped in surprise and waved his hand in the air.
“Ack, why are you holding such a dangerous thing! Put it away!”
“It’s in the bottle.”
“Even so! It’s dangerous!”
Tri quickly snatched the medicine bottle from Guesta’s hand and set it aside, then hurriedly took out a handkerchief and wiped Guesta’s hands vigorously.
However, once the initial shock had passed, curiosity slowly crept up regarding the dreadful object.
“Is it permanent or temporary?”
“Temporary. I heard it lasts about a year.”
“Does it dry up the seed? Or does it just…”
“It apparently makes it completely dysfunctional.”
Having briefly explained, Guesta covered her face with her hands as if scared.
“I don’t know why they sent such a thing. I also don’t know how to dispose of it. What if someone inadvertently ingests it?”
Tri blamed Lord Lorld in his heart for such careless behavior. It seemed like an item sent for palace intrigue. How could they send such a thing to that innocent lord?
If they had given it to him instead, he could carry it around and find a use for it…
‘Yes, that’s it!’
As soon as he thought of it, Tri quickly wrapped the bottle in a handkerchief, picked it up, and asked Guesta.
“Lord, would you give this to me?”
“Why would you want that?”
When Guesta asked in surprise, Tri laughed as if it was nothing and waved his hand.
“As you said, Lord, we can’t just throw something like this away. I will ‘discard’ it in the right place after carrying it around well.”
For example, in the mouth of the regent or the belly of Prince Klein.
Tri did not utter the latter part. His tenderhearted lord would panic at the mere mention of this.
Thankfully, Guesta seemed to have no idea what Tri was thinking and smiled with relief.
“That would be better. I was worried. It shouldn’t be ingested.”
“Of course.”
Tri also smiled and quickly put the wrapped medicine into his pocket.
[This is the time separator]At that moment.
The head of the Knights’ White Flower Alcohol Unit, Baekhwa, was pacing around the harem, deep in thought after hearing that a black magician, presumably, was caught in a small village with poor transportation.
It seemed that Emperor Latrasil was aware that a group of black magicians had infiltrated the palace. Baekhwa was unsure whether to convey this information or solve it on his own.
While doing so, Baekhwa stopped dead in his tracks when he spotted someone.
‘That person?’
The person there was a gorgeously beautiful man. Judging by his attire, he seemed to be from the harem.
However, the reason for Baekhwa’s pause was not the man’s beautiful appearance.
‘I surely saw him at the temple before…?’
There was a prophecy, the truth of which had become unclear, that every 500 years, an adversary would be born at the same time to prevent Lord from resurrecting and leading the forces of darkness.
And the date and time of birth of this adversary remained as a prophecy, and there was a time when the temple ordered all boys and girls born at that time to be sent to the temple.
But when they actually gathered the children, a problem arose. They had brought them over, but there was no way to tell who the adversary was.
If the power of the temple was strong at that time, they could have kept the children until they found a way to tell.
Unfortunately, the status of the temple at the time of the prophecy and now was completely different, and most of the children had to be returned after only being held for three months.
That man was one of the children who came to the temple at that time. And he was also the boy who left the temple alone after only a month, while others left after fulfilling three months.
‘He really had a terrible personality.’
Even though much time had passed, there was no way he could forget that face.
At that time, as if she had heard her own story, that beautiful consort turned her head slightly towards this direction.
“Even the name is just like her… Ah, that’s right.”
Baekhwa remembered the name of that consort. Ranamun. Eldest son of the Atraxil family, Ranamun. It was definitely that name.
Why She Is Still Unmoved (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: He uses various methods to seek her affection, but she remains unmoved.
Synopsis:
Si Qingyu is a doctor who has saved countless lives and enjoys tranquility.
Luo Shaoxuan is ruthless, deeply scheming, and the top young master in the capital. He admires Si Qingyu.
Luo Shaoxuan: I want to be the only one in your eyes and heart.
Features a cold and calm female lead vs A noble and scheming male lead.
There will be both sweetness and torture towards the male after their marriage.
