It was a refreshing autumn day tinted with a hint of red. The crisp scent carried by the wind became delicate. Now, the fragrance of the cool season with a touch of cold dew was scattered around.
A festival heralding the arrival of a new season.
Time passed swiftly, and the autumn, which had teased with a faint scent, had already matured after the leaves had changed color. Autumn had swiftly approached.
The temple was located in the most suitable place to capture the atmosphere of autumn.
A lonely place to welcome and bid farewell to the gods. The temple, established on the mountaintop, was dyed with fallen crimson leaves and yellow ginkgo nuts.
A beautiful temple like a painting.
It was a place where the vows of the gods were fulfilled, and the hopes of humans were realized.
There, Cloé’s long-cherished wish was coming true.
“Today, the Duke and Duchess Arhen will break the sworn oath they held in their hearts.”
The Imperial Vice-Governor began the proceedings with a robust voice.
“Are you both in agreement to annul the precious relationship you promised to share for a lifetime?”
Cloé and Calis gazed at the documents placed on the table.
A divorce agreement.
The short and impactful title was written in bold.
“We agree.”
Both of them answered.
Due to the significantly different heights, their voices did not harmonize well. They did not easily match even in such a trivial matter.
“Then, let’s complete the documents for approval.”
Finally, Cloé reached out and took the seal. On the wife’s side, she stamped her seal next to Cloé Arhen’s name.
Then, she exchanged papers with Calis.
On the husband’s side, Calis Arhen’s name was engraved with his unique pattern. Soon after, next to Cloé’s newly assumed name, her unique pattern was also stamped.
The completed documents were piled up on the corner of the table. The chief priest, who had been wandering around, brought the papers to the Vice-Governor on behalf of the couple.
“Calis Arhen and Cloé Valont.”
“…….”
“The divorce of the two has been realized.”
Finally, the Vice-Governor stood up for the couple who had broken their vows. He took out the pendant he had around his neck and, murmuring quietly, prayed.
“May you, my gods… Please dispel your anger. Forgive those who dare defy their oaths. Grant them a generous heart as they leave for happiness, and embrace the lambs once again…”
In response to the aged prayer, the pendant emitted a mysterious light.
“I wish you both happiness. Forget the twisted relationship and be happy.”
As the Vice-Governor concluded his farewell, the divorce trial came to an end.
Cloé, who came out of the temple, looked around.
There was a crowd of spectators who had come to witness the divorce of the two, and journalists who had rushed since the morning to write exclusive articles. Calis, who had been the first to leave as if fleeing, was nowhere to be seen.
Fearless journalists approached Cloé, who was standing in front of the temple, and asked her a few questions. She simply smiled in response.
The reporters persisted and tried again, but eventually, they surrendered and left.
Soon, the temple regained its solitude. The emptiness became more pronounced with the swift departure of the crowd.
The wind, like waves, gently brushed against the exposed skin on the body. The intermittent scent of autumn grass, which came along with the wind, was quite pleasant.
“Now it’s finally over.”
At last, the divorce was finalized.
“I’ve finally come out of that annoying place.”
What Cloé had been hoping for the past few months, an aspiration that was out of sync with reality, had finally come true.
Power…
No, the Emperor was truly remarkable; he even influenced the temple that ruled the world. The divorce that had not been allowed to Cloé was resolved in an instant with his consent.
The divorce of the two became a hot potato in the kingdom.
The royal family, conscious of public opinion, quickly announced that the third princess, Cloé Valont, had been expelled from the royal family.
Most of the families that had a close relationship with her also declared that they would not accept her as a daughter or a servant.
Her noble status vanished; there would be no noble families accepting her. In a moment, she became a presence worse than an ordinary common girl.
People were intrigued by the rapid downfall of the princess. Their biggest concern was Cloé’s next move.
Some speculated that she would regret it and return to the Duke’s mansion. Living as a clueless princess trying to survive as a commoner would be quite challenging.
Others argued that she might have gone to a distant countryside and embraced the life of a village woman. With a half-and-half face, they guessed she might have married a rural noble without any vows.
But accurate information did not reach them, and baseless speculations continued to proliferate.
Although the entire nation eagerly awaited news of her whereabouts, they could not get any information about her.
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.”
