Instead of retorting that ‘our young master usually sleeps early’, Cardoon quickly knocked on Ranamun’s door and entered before waiting for a response.
“Young Master!”
A moment later, the door finally opened wide, and Latil was able to enter Ranamun’s room. Inside, Ranamun was standing in the middle of the room, more casually dressed than usual.
“I wish you had sent someone ahead.”
As Latil approached, Ranamun grumbled coldly as usual.
If he had heard that the emperor was visiting beforehand, he would have taken more time to wash, though uncomfortable, he would have worn more beautiful pajamas, and prepared his hair. He seemed to dislike that he could not do all this because of the sudden visit.
“I missed you.”
Latil, instead of teasing or joking as usual, approached directly, grabbed Ranamun’s neck from behind, and pulled him closer.
“!”
Ranamun was momentarily surprised, but obediently closed his eyes and followed where Latil led.
Seeing this scene through the still open door, Cardoon turned away, feeling embarrassed, and quickly closed the door.
But inside, he cheered. Finally, our young master is really getting along with Her Majesty!
This was a monumental event. Didn’t Ranamun study hard at night, even if he didn’t know anything else? Although all of it was just theory and therefore a bit nervewracking… it was still better than not studying at all.
Once the young master was taken, Her Majesty would surely give her heart right away, Cardoon thought with hope, nodding his head.
Most people only knew Ranamun for his handsome face, but Cardoon was more confident because he knew that wasn’t it.
‘Our young master looks good everywhere else too!’
But contrary to Cardoon’s expectations, Ranamun was having trouble regaining his senses. He had never kissed anyone in his life.
Despite having diligently learned the theory, what good did it do? In the blink of an eye, the tongue was there, in the blink of an eye, the lips were on his neck, and in the blink of an eye, the sight in front of him was dazzling, leaving no room to recall the theory.
“Your Majesty.”
All he could do was occasionally call Latil’s name, panting.
After the long kiss ended and he found a moment to catch his breath, Ranamun looked at Latil, his chest heaving. The sound of breathing that was heard more ticklish than ever.
With even the eyes hidden under the trembling eyelashes seeming lovely, Ranamun unknowingly caressed Latil’s neck and ear with one hand and lightly kissed her slightly swollen lips.
The soft ear and the bone under the thin flesh held in one hand were intriguing. However, the moment Ranamun tried to kiss her again.
Something fell from Latil’s halflowered eyes. It quickly rolled down her cheek and dropped to the floor.
Ranamun looked down as he stroked Latil’s cheek. A small water mark was visible on the carpet.
“!”
Ranamun slowly lifted his gaze. He saw Latil crying. Her lips were swollen red, but there was no sign of excitement on her face, rather, her cheeks were pale.
Upon seeing this, Ranamun’s heart also lost its vitality. Unconsciously, Ranamun let his arm fall. His mouth opened before he had time to think.
“Do you… dislike even kissing me?”
Without any thought, Latil was standing there, then asked, “Huh?” When their eyes met, Ranamun covered in thorns was seen. Even those cold eyes.
For a moment, Latil was dumbfounded. Who dislikes who with such an expression?
“What have I done? Who is the one that went back just now?”
“Are you saying it’s my fault?”
“No, I’m not saying it’s your fault. I just don’t understand why you suddenly get angry while kissing.”
When Latil sighed and spoke, a small crack appeared on Ranamun’s face.
“I see. It was my fault.”
“Ranamun.”
“Right. Your Majesty never came forward, so I guess there’s no need to go back. I think I was indeed mistaken.”
“Ranamun.”
As Latil repeatedly called his name with a frown, Ranamun tightly shut his lips and retreated further. He looked like someone who would run far away.
Seeing this, a wave of remorse washed over Latil. Right, upon reflection, Ranamun was someone the Duke of Atraxi forcibly sent to the harem.
Latil came to him with the thought that he was the son of a nobleman, but maybe Ranamun disliked even that.
Perhaps dancing in front of people was the maximum line where Ranamun could maintain his pride while receiving the emperor’s favor?
“I see.”
After coming to a conclusion, Latil himself also took a half step back. Ranamun’s expression wavered at the sight, but Latil couldn’t see it as he had already turned around.
“If you don’t like it, then it’s fine. I’ll go.”
“!”
Latil quickly walked away, shutting the door behind him without giving Ranamun a chance to stop him.
“YoYour Majesty? Are you leaving already?”
Kardun, who was in the middle of the corridor, was surprised and unintentionally called out to the emperor. Latil hesitated for a moment but finally opened the door to the outside and instructed him.
“Placate your master.”
As if the idea of kissing someone he disliked was terribly unpleasant, it was advice that the everobedient Kardun should placate him well.
As the outer door closed with a thud, Kardun quickly went inside the bedroom. Ranamun was sitting at the edge of the bed, resting his head against a pillar.
“Sir, what happened?”
He definitely saw them kissing before the door closed! What in the world happened in such a short time…?
Ranamun, still leaning his forehead against the pillar, turned his eyes to look at Kardun.
“The emperor?”
“He asked me to placate you and left.”
Kardun carefully reached out his hand and helped Ranamun sit up straight.
“What exactly happened? The atmosphere was good earlier.”
“The atmosphere was good?”
Ranamun repeated Kardun’s expression as if he had heard something strange, and this loyal servant realized that Ranamun was deeply upset and hurriedly poured out words of comfort.
“I don’t know what happened, but the emperor was very worried about you when he left. So, even if there was any misunderstanding, it must all be a misunderstanding. Cheer up, sir.”
But it was useless. Rather, Ranamun bit his lip hard and clenched his fists on his knees. His trembling hands revealed his anger.
“He, who shed tears because he disliked kissing me, worries about me? Talk sense, Kardun.”
He shed tears because he disliked you? Kardun widened his eyes.
“But, he definitely asked me to placate you…”
“He left me in the middle of everything, of course he would tell you to placate me.”
[This is the time separator]After showing a dislike for kissing, he quickly backed away. After looking at me with eyes saying ‘don’t touch me’.
“Really funny.”
Remembering Ranamun’s cold gaze, Latil felt anger rise as she thought more about it.
If he didn’t want to, he should’ve said he didn’t want to kiss from the start! Why did he kiss then behave like that!
‘Before, he thought he could do it? But once he actually tried, he couldn’t?’
Even though they gathered not because of love, but… They showed jealousy at times and acted as if they craved affection.
Even though they volunteered to become her men for whatever reason, she thought they would eventually be her men, despite some awkwardness.
Is the problem because she called them without a speck of love, or because the Duke of Atraxi semiforcibly sent Ranamun?
‘Looking at Carlein, it seems like the latter. Despite having a persistent first love, Carlein came here because he wanted to, so he sticks well.’
A sigh slipped out. If there was any relief, it was that her anger towards Hyacinth was suppressed by her anger towards Ranamun.
The problem was, all it did was flow from one anger to another.
However, while she strutted along for quite a while. As she passed the gallery, she felt a piercing gaze.
Latil sharply turned her head. It was Hyacinth. His face was concealed, but it was certainly Hyacinth. He was looking in her direction. Even though she had put in great effort to shake off thoughts about him.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
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Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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