Lord Emperor had arranged for Chellar’s children to be adopted by her distant relatives, thus helping them escape from the relay races. As a result, she gained a competent errand runner who would never betray her.
“The only advantage the eldest son of Duke Atraxil has is his face. So, what happens when that face gets ruined?”
Capable of even executing such a task.
“I will show you, Your Majesty.”
Chellar, quickly understanding her intentions from the casual hint, swiftly left the mansion to find the maintenance officer of the palace sewer system.
The sewer maintenance officer was taking out the garbage when someone yanked him into an alleyway, startling him into a scream.
But a large hand stifled his scream, and he shivered as he stared at the masked figure.
When the sewer maintenance officer quieted down, Chellar gestured for him to ‘shush,’ then removed his hand from his mouth and asked,
“You are the officer in charge of maintaining the harem sewer system?”
Terrified, the sewer maintenance officer nodded his head.
“Yes, yes. But why, why me? I don’t know anything.”
“Contaminate the water going to Ranamun’s room.”
The sewer maintenance officer, who had been shivering as he stared at the masked man, jumped in surprise when Chellar pulled a small bottle out of his pocket.
“No, no, I can’t! If I do this, I’ll be executed.”
“Or you’ll die right now.”
At Chellar’s cold whisper, the sewer maintenance officer swallowed hard and began to tremble.
His eyes dropped to the bottle in Chellar’s hand. Inside the bottle was a grey powder.
“What is this? If it’s poison…”
“It won’t affect your life. It won’t harm your health either.”
Would he have done this so secretively if that were the case? The sewer maintenance officer thought so but could not answer back, wiping the cold sweat off his forehead again and again.
He was unsure whether he should strongly refuse, pretend to accept then report to the guards later, or what to do.
However, it was clear what would happen if Ranamun, the harem member and eldest son of Duke Atraxil, were to die because of him.
Then, the masked man offered him another hefty pouch.
“What is, what is this?”
The sewer maintenance officer took the pouch, almost whimpering. The pouch was quite heavy. Furthermore, there were several round, solid items inside.
When he inspected the inside of the pouch, he could see chunks of gold sparkling even under the dim moonlight.
“This is!”
“If you sell it, you can get at least 30 million Barts.”
The sewer maintenance officer stared at the masked man, his eyes wide open.
30 million Barts? And it wasn’t just money, it was all gold nuggets. If he waited for the price of gold to change and then sold it, he could possibly double his money.
As the sewer maintenance officer quieted down, swallowing his saliva, the masked man offered him the small bottle of powder again.
“It’s not poison, so there’s really nothing to worry about. You can pretend there was a problem with the sewer after dissolving the powder. But you probably won’t need to do that. It’s a very small amount, so all traces will disappear in a day.”
After much hesitation, the sewer maintenance officer finally took the bottle.
[This is the time separator]From the day Gesta’s servant, Tri, sincerely welcomed her, Latil vowed to treat her harem members well.
Her actions of deliberately having lunch with the harem and awkwardly seeking Ranamun stemmed from this sentiment.
“Where is Ranamun?”
“He’s in here. Sir Ranamun! Her Majesty has arrived!”
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.”
