The following day. The palace steward, upon hearing Latil’s plan, was quite surprised, but Latil had eventually managed to venture onto the streets in aristocratic attire, accompanied only by Sonnaught.
Although other disguised knights did follow at a slight distance, to the public eye, only Sonnaught and Latil appeared to be together.
As soon as they reached the bustling area, Latil slowly began to survey the surroundings.
A month ago, when she had come out, the aftermath of the fight between Tilla and Latil was still evident on the streets. The atmosphere was chaotic, and people were gossiping about the two royals everywhere. There were frequent fights breaking out between supporters of Tilla and supporters of Latil.
But now, it seemed like the atmosphere was gradually returning to normal.
‘I’m pleased. I must be doing well, right?’
Latil, contentedly surveying the street, was reminded of her original intention when she saw a child fall flat on the pavement.
“Ah. Harem. Sir Sonnaught, where is the Grandie Hotel?”
“Do you intend to meet the successor of the Grand Dais first? It’s over there. I’ll guide you.”
The Grandie Hotel was the most glamorous and expensive hotel in the capital, a place so pricey that even the aristocrats couldn’t afford to stay for long.
According to the documents, the current prospective harem member, Tasir, had rented half of such a hotel to stay with his upper crust people.
‘Indeed. This is one of the successors of the upper crust that can be counted on one hand.’
From the beginning, the reason Latil had dressed in aristocratic clothes when she came out was considering she would be entering the Grandie Hotel. Entering that hotel in commoner’s clothes would be more noticeable.
Upon entering the hotel, Latil felt that she had done well in dressing a little lavishly. As expected, everyone inside was wearing gleaming clothes.
Latil sat on the long bench in the hotel entrance hall and winked at one of the disguised knights who had been assigned the role of ‘the wayward young master’.
Before coming here, Latil had already prepared a few actions with the knights. This was a signal to initiate one of those actions.
The knight playing the role of the ‘wayward young master’ gave a slight nod to indicate he understood, and the other knights dispersed to find out Tasir’s current location.
In the meantime, Latil crossed her legs leisurely and picked up the gossip magazine provided as a service.
‘Oh dear.’
The harem was announced not too long ago. Yet, the issue of Latil’s harem was still the biggest topic in the gossip magazine.
In fact, the news of the duke of Atraxi’s eldest son and the prince of Karisen entering the harem had exploded, and the reporters were enthusiastically creating a ‘Ranamun VS Prince Klein’ narrative.
Who would win the emperor’s favor, who was more beautiful, who was more charming, and what were the pros and cons of the two were all thoroughly analyzed.
‘Where on earth did they gather all this information?’
Latil flicked through the gossip magazine, clicking her tongue.
‘It’s quite entertaining.’
She glanced at the clock then, but only 10 minutes had passed since the knights had dispersed. Latil lowered her gaze back to the gossip magazine she had read.
About 15 minutes later, some of the scattered knights returned, but most of them only returned to the lobby after 30 minutes. However, none of the returning knights approached Latil.
Only the person who found Tasir’s location would report, and the others were to act independently. It seemed that neither party had managed to find Tasir.
“Sir Sonnaught. Could he have gone outside?”
“He might have. It’s still noon.”
Latil continued to flick and fold the read gossip magazine, nodding her head.
‘What if he went out? Should I get a room and wait? That would be more natural, right? If I just sit here, I’ll stand out.’
That’s when it happened.
The knight who had been playing the role of the ‘wayward young master’ all along suddenly started to make a fuss as he ascended the stairs.
As Latil looked up wondering why, she saw today’s target, Tasir Anghes, at the top of the stairs. He was coming down the stairs, reading a newspaper intently with one hand.
Latil inwardly admired. Even when she saw him in a portrait, she thought he had a pretty decent face. But seeing him in person, his face was much more refined than in the portrait. However, as expected, he seemed less of an intellectual image…
‘Hmm. He looks like he’s involved in some scary business?’
He looked as if he was trading drugs from behind. However, this piqued her curiosity even more, and Latil discreetly covered half of her face with a fan, fixing her gaze only on Tasir.
The plan Latil had devised with the imperial knights was this. If possible, the knight assigned the role of ‘debauched young noble’, but if the situation did not allow it, any knight would act drunk and pick a fight when encountering Tasir. It was to observe how Tasir handled the argument.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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