With a childlike response, Cedrois stopped smiling.
“Losing sleep is a big problem. Where should Father go to find Arianthe’s sleep again?”
Cedrois’ arms embraced Arianthe tightly. Just being in his arms made Arianthe feel a sense of happiness that couldn’t be exchanged for anything.
Even just being held by him, even having this quiet conversation in the middle of the night, became an invaluable time for Arianthe. Now Cedrois seemed to understand that as well.
“Arianthe.”
“Yes?”
As Arianthe lifted her head, her hazel eyes sparkled under the moonlight. Cedrois smiled briefly, then gently touched Arianthe’s forehead, saying:
“How is Swan these days? Do you still dislike Swan?”
Arianthe, with a thoughtful expression, lowered her head. The child who had been fiddling with her lips with the tip of her index finger raised her head subtly and answered.
“I used to hate her at first… But now I don’t. I don’t hate her anymore.”
A soft smile appeared on Cedrois’ lips. Holding Arianthe tightly, he kissed her on the cheek and said affectionately:
“That’s really fortunate. Thanks to our good princess, Father has a bit less to worry about.”
“Father, were you worried? That I might hate Swan?”
Cedrois, who had twisted his expression for a moment, smiled again and said:
“For a moment, yes. But I thought Arianthe would understand.”
“Because I’m good?”
Arianthe’s blue eyes sparkled mischievously. Cedrois nodded as if agreeing, and Arianthe, seizing the opportunity, grabbed his shoulders, hanging on them.
“Well then, Father. Since I’ve been good and friendly with Swan, please lift the ban on going out.”
Cedrois’ eyes widened in surprise at the unexpected request.
“Arianthe, that’s…”
He was about to say it’s a promise when his words came to a sudden halt.
Arianthe clasped her hands together as if praying, or, if not, she opened her large eyes wide and looked up at him, puckering her lips slightly and tilting her head from side to side. While Sedeloi seriously pondered the antics of his daughter, whom he saw for the first time, Arianthe, with her tongue playfully sticking out, laughed and said, “If you do this, Vainty said you’ll listen to anything!”
Sedeloi’s face twisted into a strange shape. It couldn’t be Maiana. The moment Sedeloi thought about it, Arianthe stuck her tongue out, laughing, and said, “If I do this, Father will think about it!”
Sedeloi’s face took on a strange expression. He knew all the names and faces of the servants, even if he didn’t know other employees. Vaintyra was undoubtedly the cheeky little lady with short hair who often chattered away like Arianthe, the same age as her.
While Sedeloi was seriously contemplating Arianthe’s behavioral education, Arianthe once again cutely clasped her hands together and looked up at Sedeloi with a pitiful puppy-like expression.
For the sake of education, he should have said, “Breaking promises is not allowed,” but he couldn’t bring himself to do it.
“When you finish your homework, think about it.”
Arianthe’s expression brightened. It was so bright that she seemed to forget that it was dark around her.
“Really, Father? Did you promise?”
Sedeloi nodded in the sway of the moment. It was too late to realize that he should have said, ‘I’ll think about it; I didn’t promise to do it.’
With a satisfied expression, Arianthe, who had once again sat on her knees, swung her small feet playfully in the air and said, “I miss my friends. It’s fun to play together.”
Sedeloi’s eyes softened as he looked down at the child babbling in front of him.
Regret surged like a wave, and then it clawed into his chest and disappeared.
If he had known Arianthe from an even younger age, if he had made an effort to understand what this child liked and wanted to do…
[Regret is of no use, Your Grace.]Lost in thought, Sedeloi recalled Maiana’s voice and suddenly regained his composure. She was right. Regretting too late was of no help.
Sedeloi asked with an affectionate voice, “Among your friends, who does our Arianthe like the most?”
In response, Arianthe didn’t hesitate to answer, “Cyril!”
Sedeloi also remembered Cyril, of course. The boy, whom the Alt Marquis and his wife cherished like a precious bird in their arms.
As an important successor who would grow up to lead the Marquisate, Cyril was a smart and lovely son. He had defended Arianthe in front of Sedeloi before.
Arianthe covered her round cheek with both hands, shook her shoulders from side to side, and then smiled slyly.
“So, I like Cyril. You know, Father, I really like Cyril. So, can I marry Cyril later?”
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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