“Because I touched your body without permission. Normally, such actions are not permitted, aren’t they?”
Sedilroy’s expression seemed slightly odd. Was it her imagination?
At that moment, the terrible incident in Pobec Library flashed back in Meiana’s mind. Had Sedilroy had a wife, what she had just done would never have been forgiven. Of course, if he had a wife, the three of them wouldn’t even be going out together in the first place…
“If you had slapped my cheek, there would have been a problem. Otherwise, it doesn’t matter. I’m not a snowman that melts to the touch.”
Sedilroy said.
Meiana almost burst into laughter out of incredulity. Was this man generous, or was he just dumb? Or maybe even blunt?
‘He must’ve been like this to everyone else too. No wonder why Jocelyn, as the housekeeper, would have had a hard time. It’s understandable that there are people who mistake him for Grete.’
She mused internally.
‘What’s worse is that he doesn’t sharply rebuke people.’
How wonderful would it be if he could brush off Ariante’s obstinate and childish affection as he did with his own rude touch?
Ariante seemed a bit more comfortable after changing her posture, but her heart didn’t seem so. It was clear to Meiana that it was unbearable for Ariante to be held in Sedilroy’s arms while she yearned for his gaze and love.
“Princess.”
Ariante glanced at Meiana as she spoke.
“Aren’t you excited? You were looking forward to touring the village. And the Count is coming with us, so why are you so quiet?”
Her voice was full of mischievous teasing. Just as Ariante was about to retort, Meiana immediately turned to Sedilroy with the same question.
“It’s the same for you, Count. You insisted on coming because you were worried about the Princess, so why are you so quiet? Am I the only one excited here?”
“Be quiet, Meiana.”
Ariante said softly, as if giving her a warning. Meiana suppressed her burgeoning laughter with a fake cough.
“I apologize, Princess. I spoke out of turn.”
“My father… he’s uncomfortable.”
After saying that, Ariante cautiously observed Sedilroy’s face.
In the child’s expression, a complex agony that belied her seven years was apparent. It was a gaze that said she didn’t really want to scold Meiana, followed by a look of anxiety and a desperate wish to appear mature.
Meiana looked at Sedilroy intently, urging him to say something. After hesitating for a moment, he awkwardly stroked Ariante’s hair.
“Father is fine, Ariante. You and…”
He stole a glance at Meiana, who nodded for him to continue.
Sedilroy continued.
“You and… it’s our first time going out like this, so Father is also pleased.”
“…Really?”
Ariante’s face beamed. She seemed unable to keep the corners of her mouth from rushing towards her ears.
Seizing the opportunity, Meiana chimed in.
“See, Princess? The Count is also pleased. Why don’t you tell us what you want to do? What would you like to see first in the village, Princess?”
“A windmill! I want to see a windmill!”
Ariante, who had been hopping with excitement, suddenly paused and became demure again. At that moment, Sedilroy wrapped his arms around Ariante, flashing a faint smile.
“Why do you want to see a windmill, Ariante? There will be toy shops and other fun things.”
Ariante blushed and answered in an excited voice.
“I read about it in a book. The inside of a windmill… is very big and spacious, and there are also lots of straw beds.”
“Do you know what straw beds are?”
Ariante blinked a few times. She looked at Meiana for help, but she only offered a smile.
After pondering, Ariante spoke cautiously.
“A straw bed… is like a bed where children who have left home sleep.”
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
