114. It means don’t act out of line
2024.01.22.
For a moment, he stiffened like an old man struck by lightning, then finally exhaled the breath he had been holding.
“Y-You, how could you possibly—!”
“It’s only been ten years since you became head of the family. Wouldn’t it be a waste of all your efforts to be burdened with resentment like this?”
“How could you—!”
“Then if you want me to keep quiet, repay the bride price and send me back to the Black Mansion.”
Yuan replied coldly and calmly.
“And stop sending me those disgusting letters telling me what to do.”
Yuan shut the carriage door harshly and locked it with the bolt.
Gerrit Pelliese, standing there with a look of utter betrayal, pounded on the door as if he were about to break the window.
The carriage window opened, revealing Yuan’s pale face. But the Count couldn’t bring himself to roar.
“I’m explaining this simply because you still don’t seem to grasp the situation.”
Yuan smiled sweetly.
“Now that I’m the head of the Pelliese family, it means don’t act out of line.”
***
Leaving her dazed uncle behind, Yuan returned to the palace with a baggage cart trailing behind.
Servants hurriedly carried books into Yuan’s room, and when Yuan herself brought in Regina’s letter chest, Noel began prowling around the entrance.
“Are you trying to fan the flames about rumors that the Crown Princess Dowager is plotting to bring down even the Second Prince?”
“W-What are you saying!”
“Be careful. I might actually do it. Don’t underestimate me—I’m quite strong, you know.”
“N-No, that’s a joke.”
Noel forced an awkward smile and stole a glance at Yuan, who was carefully selecting books and placing them into a sturdy chest.
The books Yuan had taken from the Pelliese estate were volumes missing from Bollonico’s secret bookshelf.
Since it would have been impossible to find them alone among the vast Pelliese library, she had mixed them with other books, made a list, and enlisted the servants—out of fear that Bollonico’s eyes might turn toward them.
“T-Then, w-what’s with the travel bag? A-Are you going somewhere?”
Noel asked, spotting the trunk on Yuan’s bed, its mouth wide open.
He looked back and forth between the half-packed trunk and Yuan bustling about, his expression slightly dazed.
A hint of disappointment flickered in his violet-like eyes.
“A-Are you leaving the palace?”
“Yes. You must be relieved, right?”
Yuan sorted through books she planned to read in the south, avoiding Bollonico’s or Trin’s eyes, and tied the chest tightly with rope—three, four times. She set aside a few books to take into the trunk in case she had time to read during the journey, but Noel still hadn’t responded from where he stood by the door.
Noticing something strange, she looked up and saw Noel visibly clenching his jaw to keep the corners of his mouth from drooping in disappointment.
“Your Highness?”
“You’re… leaving…”
His voice was noticeably deflated.
Had the Empress Marilyn not yet informed him of Yuan’s trip to the south?
Noel stood there, looking as if even his invisible ears were drooping, watching Yuan place a few more books into the trunk.
Seeing the unmistakable sorrow in his eyes, Yuan paused and looked at him directly. He flinched at her gaze and quickly lowered his eyes to the floor.
“I-I-I know I’m… a f-faulty person.”
“?”
“I understand why you’d want to move away. Even I think I’m suffocating. Tasha must hate me for it too.”
“……”
“B-But still… at least tell me beforehand when you’re leaving. Don’t just suddenly start packing your bags—”
“Noel. Haven’t you heard? The Empress, Tasha, and I will be spending this social season in the south.”
Yuan explained, bewildered by his reaction.
As the explanation unfolded, Noel’s chocolate-colored cheeks flushed red.
Realizing he had foolishly mistaken her departure as permanent, he struck his own head hard with his hand, unsure what to do with himself.
“I-I didn’t even know… How could I not be shocked!”
“But why are you angry at me?”
“J-Just in case! If the day ever comes when you leave the palace, promise you’ll tell me in advance! Understand?”
Noel abruptly turned away.
Though his trembling shoulders confused her, when Yuan saw him quickly wipe his eyes, she was stunned into silence—surprised that he felt such deep sorrow over her leaving.
***
Noel Euphris’s cheeks were burning red.
He aimlessly flipped through the Pelliese books piled before him, deliberately turning away from Yuan, who was laughing loudly enough to shake the room.
“Therefore, you should at least bring one servant with you. How can you be so out of touch? This news hasn’t even reached the newspapers yet… We’re leaving quietly tomorrow. You’ve been to the south often, haven’t you? It’s your maternal family’s region. What’s it like down there?”
“Stop laughing! And p-people live about the same everywhere—what’s so different about the south? Since you’ve been studying southern nobles so suspiciously hard, just try adapting well for once!”
It was clearly an attempt to deflect Yuan’s laughter, but the moment Noel said “suspiciously hard,” Yuan’s laughter gradually faded.
Noel continued absentmindedly stroking his still-red ears, unable to stop glancing at the books Yuan had brought from the Pelliese estate.
She would be separated from Noel for the time being, starting tomorrow.
Yuan cleared her throat and spoke to Noel, whose mind was entirely absorbed by the books.
“You seem quite interested in books written by the Pelliese family?”
“W-Well… a l-little… I just have some interest in medicine.”
“You already know more than enough.”
When Yuan said this in a sweet voice, Noel, who had just pulled his chair closer to the books as if gaining courage, froze.
Slowly lifting his head, he was met with Yuan’s meaningful smile.
“M-Me?”
“Don’t you know more about the Pelliese family than I do?”
Noel’s expression turned odd.
His eyebrows twitched slightly upward at the front, the ends rising, his lips parting just enough to reveal his front teeth.
He blinked rapidly, unable to tell what Yuan was trying to say.
Yuan took a step back.
“I was just wondering. It’s a reasonable suspicion—that your growing interest in medicine stems from trying to cure your stuttering on your own. Or maybe not.”
Noel’s face finally relaxed. Returning to a calmer expression, he casually reached out and flipped through one of the Pelliese books.
“W-Well… I just know what o-others know. I never attended the Academy, so I’m far behind those who’ve studied medicine.”
“Other people only care about the medicines the Pelliese make, not the Pelliese themselves.”
Yuan leaned forward, resting her arms on the table and leaning her upper body toward Noel. Startled by the shadow falling over his book, Noel looked up.
“Then what exactly are you searching for, that you fill your bookshelves entirely with Pelliese books and still devour them so frantically?”
“W-What do you mean, filled the bookshelves?”
“I happened to discover, quite by chance, that you’ve been reading many books related to the Pelliese family.”
Noel’s hand, flipping through the pages rapidly, froze completely. Without looking at the book, Yuan stared directly into his eyes as she spoke.
“But I saw those very books in Prince Bollonico’s private space. Could that be a coincidence?”
The book slipped from Noel’s hand and dropped with a thud.
“The two princes rarely interact at all. Did you perhaps gift those books, clearly marked with your diligent research, to Prince Bollonico? Or did Prince Bollonico, suddenly interested in the Pelliese, take them from you by force?”
“W-Where are those books?”
“Why did Prince Bollonico suddenly grow interested in the Pelliese? Why did a court noble like the Pelliese, who held a neutral stance, feel compelled to hand over our family seal to Prince Bollonico despite having no territory of their own? What pressure could Prince Bollonico have exerted on the Pelliese to force such a submission?”
“Where are those books?”
“So I drew a conclusion. Perhaps Noel could give me the answer.”
Yuan smiled toward the now deathly pale Noel.
“Maybe Noel discovered an important truth about the Pelliese, and Prince Bollonico happened to learn of it too. And perhaps Noel’s stuttering began because of that important truth—or….”
“S-Stop it.”
“…because of Prince Bollonico.”
“Stop it! I already told you it’s not true!”
Noel finally shot to his feet and shouted. Each word Yuan spoke pierced him like a dagger.
“M-My stuttering has nothing to do with my brother! Don’t jump to conclusions!”
“Then everything I’ve said is merely coincidence? I heard in the Empress’s quarters that you started stuttering about a year before Prince Bollonico began showing interest in the Pelliese. What a remarkable coincidence.”
Noel stomped his foot as if about to storm out of Yuan’s room, but then abruptly twisted his body and glared at her.
“I-I was just speculating!”
“About what?”
“That my brother… seems to be searching for the Pelliese treasure!”
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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