He lifted her chin, closed her parted lips, and whispered into her ear.
Eventually, Valentin, with eyes devoid of any trace of laughter, gazed at Adele.
Still holding her cheeks with both hands, he embraced her like a sigh.
“Please be careful.”
Adele realized that his hands and voice were trembling. Like a person tormented by an almost pitch-black anxiety.
Soon, he let go of Adele from his embrace. Without looking back, he stepped out of the tent.
The magic exchanged by Valentin stimulated her magic reservoir like a welcoming stream.
Adele, for the first time in a while, released the bracelet and drew up magic as much as she wanted.
Initially, it was challenging to materialize a sphere the size of a baby’s fingernail, but gradually, she could grow it to half the size of a fist.
“Is it because of the magic Valentin gave me? The practice is going smoothly.”
The summoned magic entities floated around her like small fireflies.
Every time Adele moved, they split into small clusters like a swarm of lights, following her as if they knew who had called them.
It was like small birds or fish following their owner.
“Visionha, are you inside?”
Adele quickly dispersed the magic entities at the approaching presence near the tent. At the same time, the tent’s curtain was lifted.
“Visionha? Oh… Are you feeling hot?”
Margaret, carrying a tray with simple snacks, entered with a surprised look.
Although Margaret had arrived quietly in the late dawn, she looked full of energy, probably due to a good rest until mid-morning.
“Why is there so much sweat… You said you were planning to go to the bustling area today. You didn’t catch a cold again, did you?”
“It’s not that. I exercised a bit because I felt a little stuffy.”
“In here?”
Margaret asked curiously but soon corrected her expression.
It seemed she judged that it was not something she should be curious about. Instead, she offered gentle advice.
“Even if exercise is good for the human body, abruptly increasing it isn’t advisable. If you overdo it, you might get sick again.”
Adele laughed awkwardly as she brushed away the sweaty strands of hair.
Focused on practicing magic, she didn’t even realize that she was sweating this much.
This is so exhausting… Like being dragged out from deep water, barely rescued, she felt exhausted and powerless.
Margaret clasped her arms and said,
“Stay still. I’ll quickly prepare some bathwater.”
“Well, won’t it be too late? I said I would be back before the evening banquet…”
“If I start preparing now, it will take about an hour. Even if we leave at that time, we’ll arrive a little past lunch. Then you can finish your business and return. It should be enough time.”
“Then, let’s do that.”
Adele nodded gladly.
Soon, Margaret returned with two courtiers carrying a large wooden bathtub.
Adele hurriedly undressed, soaped her entire body and hair, and washed herself clean.
After thoroughly wiping off the water, changing into a new dress, Margaret reheated the cooled soup for her.
“While the carriage is being prepared, would you like me to bring some more fruits?”
“Thank you, but this is enough. I’m not very hungry…”
Inserting food into a sensitive stomach for no reason could be problematic if nausea occurred. Adele, appreciating Margaret’s kindness, took a few sips before eventually pushing the tray away.
“I’d rather get some fresh air.”
“Then, wear a shawl so you won’t feel cold.”
Accepting Margaret’s meticulous consideration, Adele lifted the tent’s curtain and stepped outside.
Immediately, the warm sunshine poured down directly into her eyes, causing her to shield her eyes with the back of her hand.
The weather was exceptionally sunny, the air clear and brisk. Every time the wind blew, the crooked branches made a rustling sound as they collided.
“If we just change the carriage wheel that’s causing trouble, we should be able to depart. By the way, today’s escort is volunteered by Sir Donovan, but I can’t seem to find him anywhere.”
“There’s still time, so take it slowly. I’ll take a short walk around here.”
“Would you like that?”
Margaret looked around with conflicted eyes, then decided.
“I’ll go back to the knights’ quarters first. I’ll be back as soon as possible, so don’t go too far.”
“Alright.”
Ignoring Margaret’s concerns, Adele moved toward the boundary between the forest and the open field.
Even with so many tents, there were few people wandering outside.
Except for a few busy servants boiling water and preparing a large bonfire, there was hardly any sign of activity.
Some noblewomen had moved to the emperor’s temporary palace, and the remaining people seemed to have gone hunting.
Adele walked along the perimeter, savoring the scent of grass and the fresh air.
‘It feels good.’
It might have been the first time she felt such freedom since coming up to the capital.
Valentin had always thought that Adele would collapse just from the chilly wind, or that all kinds of terrifying creatures were targeting only her.
‘Or maybe he can’t help but be overly cautious even about small outings like this.’
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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