“No, in that case, we should call the palace physician to examine your condition! What if it’s because you’re sick?”
“I did suggest that, but… you said that if we call the palace physician, they would examine your condition and then tell others.”
Latrasil wanted to say that it couldn’t be, but she held her tongue. It wasn’t completely impossible.
If Latrasil was sick, she could hide it under her imperial authority, but once the palace physician first examined Ranamun without Latrasil’s orders, who knew who the physician would blab to about it.
“Is the condition serious?”
“First, I got medicine from the doctor who has been taking care of you since childhood. We can only hope it gets better.”
“Do you have any idea why my face suddenly broke out?”
“I don’t know. You were living your usual life.”
[This is the time separator]“Huh? Why are you in such a hurry?”
Upon safely returning to her original hideout, Tula grabbed the fox mask by the collar and gritted her teeth.
“What happened?”
The fox mask tilted his head, raising both hands.
“Why are you doing this? What did I do?”
“Are you asking because you don’t know?”
“I’m asking because I don’t want to know.”
The fox mask jokingly shrugged his shoulders a few times while laughing, prompting Tula to release his collar in frustration and slump down onto the jade seat.
“I, a lord, lost to a mere human mercenary king. A human, a mercenary king.”
“The mercenary king must be pretty strong, right? Not just a mere one.”
“He’s a human! He… he was not like a human. He was too strong. Strength, speed, skill, even intimidation, he had it all.”
Tula hit the jade seat’s armrest with her fist, causing the sound of stone hitting stone to echo. She took a deep breath and repeated this process several times, clenching her teeth so tightly that there wasn’t even a gap.
The fox mask held his mask with both hands and asked quizzically, tilting his head this way and that.
“Why? Why do you think that is?”
“Stop joking around!”
When Tula screamed again, the fox mask finally lowered his hands from his mask, shrugged his shoulders dramatically, and explained.
“There’s nothing strange about it. Just because they’re humans doesn’t mean they’re all weak. Why do you think there are stories about a hero killing a demon king…”
“That’s just a story!”
“Why do you think all the past lords died even though they were so strong.”
“!”
At the mention of the past lords, Tula finally relaxed her clenched fist.
“I see. You have a point. Even with such strength, all the past lords also died.”
Tula murmured while looking at her hand, and the fox mask nodded quickly.
“That’s right. So, you can lose. Moreover, you haven’t even awakened yet, lord.”
“Awaken?”
“You did get a stronger body after you died and woke up, but that doesn’t guarantee the strongest position, lord.”
Surprised, Tula stood up from the jade seat and paced on the low platform, asking,
“How do I awaken? What else do I have to do here?”
“I don’t know. I’m not the lord.”
“!”
“You’ll have to find out for yourself, lord.”
[This is the time separator]Ranamun sat in front of the vanity, looking at his face, then closed his eyes and turned away.
For Ranamun, who was so confident in his appearance that he hung his own portrait in his room, this incident was a big shock.
What’s more, the skin medicine that he had asked his childhood physician to bring had no effect at all, so Ranamun covered all the mirrors with a black cloak.
Carlein said that it would subside over time, but from what Ranamun saw, even if his skin calmed down, it didn’t seem like it would return to its previous state.
“Do you think there was a problem with the food? I checked the kitchen, and all the food ingredients were the same.”
“Did you change your soap or fragrance?”
“No. It’s exactly the same as before, so I don’t know what the problem could be…”
In the midst of their conversation about the sudden breakout, a regent came to find him out of nowhere. At first, Ranamun refused to meet the regent, but he stated through Carlein, ‘I came with the emperor’s orders.’
“If the issue is due to an illness or an external factor, there might be a possibility of treatment,” he had proposed, and with much reluctance, permission to come in was granted.
Ranamun had expected the imperial physician to be surprised upon seeing his face, but he didn’t show any significant reaction.
“Fortunately, the injury today is on the face, Lord Ranamun.”
That was about all he had said.
“I will immediately administer the treatment. However, if your face is not disfigured due to an illness or an external factor, the treatment will be ineffective. Divine power is not capable of beautifying the skin.”
The imperial physician promptly approached to administer the treatment, and Ranamun, feeling that this was better than the previous time when he had to pull down his pants in front of him, closed his eyes and sat at the edge of the bed.
Carldon quickly placed a chair beside the bed so that the imperial physician could sit.
“May I ask a somewhat personal question?”
The Male lead Always Seduces Her with His Beauty (Matriarchy)
Xin Jiao Zhou is the leader of the world’s premier sect. She has just experienced betrayal from all sides, was poisoned in an assassination attempt, and faced death squad attacks while the poison was taking effect. After finally clearing out the scum from her sect, she was drugged again while trying to detoxify.
After waking up from a night of unconsciousness, she gained a “beautiful and kind-hearted” husband.
Xin Jiao Zhou: “???”
He fell ill.
She came to see him, bringing breakfast.
As she put down the breakfast and was about to leave, his hand slipped while holding the spoon. “Clank!”
She turned around upon hearing the noise.
He looked up at her, his eyebrows drooping: “My hand… has no strength.”
“Shall I… feed you?” she asked tentatively.
He opened his mouth cheerfully: “Ah—”
Thinking she was drowning, he jumped in without hesitation to save her, but nearly drowned himself. In the end, it was she who swam over to rescue him, giving him air underwater.
After emerging from the water, his ear tips turned red. He lightly brushed his cheek, tucking his sideburns behind his ear, revealing delicate, pink-tinged ear tips. He lowered his gaze, too embarrassed to look at her.
Xin Jiao Zhou: He’s truly beautiful, kind-hearted, and adorable.
A certain someone when disciplining subordinates behind the scenes: “If they don’t obey, just kill them.”
What’s that? She might already have someone she cares about in her heart? A certain someone: Find out who it is, kill them, and then there won’t be anyone.
What? She met a man by the riverside? What? That man even hurt her? A certain someone: Whichever hand hurt her, chop off his entire arm.
Love at first sight without realizing it, gradually falling in love, slowly getting closer…
Family and national grudges, schemes and desires, good and evil, crime and punishment, she and he face the future together, seeking justice with passion!
A naturally dark female lead who could accidentally destroy the world but is actually an honest person VS a weak, pitiful, and helpless but skilled fighter, beautiful white-cut black male lead
My heart is not of stone, how steadfast is your love? — Tao Yuanming “Imitating the Ancients (No. 3)”
— Reading Guide —
Cold female lead & dramatic black lotus with hidden yandere traits male lead
