Reading the contents verbatim, he closed the book midway.
“It’s roughly like that.”
“It’s difficult!”
“Of course.”
“Explain it simply!”
Then the Fleur siblings said they didn’t understand what was being said.
“The protagonists Linda and Logan kissed on the bridge.”
“Brother, have you ever kissed?”
“Is kissing a quarrel?”
The cheeky little ones bombarded Carlisle with questions.
“Uh …….”
Carlisle blushed and trailed off.
“…… I actually don’t know.”
“What’s that, that!”
“Useless~.”
“Thought you knew because you’re smart.”
Even with his generallike demeanor, a child is still a child.
I turned my head quickly as the children approached.
“Useless~ Useless~.”
But I liked the word the Fleur family children were muttering.
‘Useless, what a nice ring?’
From now on, your two nicknames are Useless. I decided to call Ronowe and Beris that, except for Carlisle.
‘But then again, marriage … brings back bad memories.’
Suddenly, my previous life came to mind.
‘O Sun of the Empire!’
‘Go away.’
When I was the emperor in my past life, the ministers were busy meddling in my marriage. Things I don’t remember well, blinded by power, pretended to love me.
Many tried to push their sons on me to make connections.
‘Your Majesty!’
‘Go home!’
If they had one thing in common, it was that they never asked for my opinion.
For the royal family, marriage is…
‘Not a choice but a duty.’
I sighed quietly at the resurfacing bitterness.
‘But my heart, yes.’
Of course, when I was a commoner, I was forcibly married.
‘How much I suffered when I became the wife of a drunkard!’
The memory of struggling to fix the guy singing for liquor is clear.
‘This life as a princess will undoubtedly bring about a fight over marriage.’
I sighed softly, mindful of the children nearby.
‘I need to find the answer quickly before that happens …’
Suddenly, fatigue came over me.
‘Ugh …….’
Unable to withstand the drowsiness, I laid my face on the table.
“…….”
I felt soft fabric descending on me with a quiet laugh.
I’m usually sensitive to even small sounds, so I would have opened my eyes wide and checked who was laughing in front of me.
But the sudden fatigue was overpowering, and I fell fast asleep.
And I dreamed.
As if experiencing an outofbody experience, I saw the landscape of the country when I was the emperor in my previous life.
Snap!
But just as I was about to lose myself in contemplation, my vision twisted, and the view of the office unfolded.
[This is a time separator.]“What’s the Arielle Temple saying? Will they show the records?”
“That’s …….”
The servant reporting did not have the desired result.
“Now that the temple is no longer under the jurisdiction of Lionel but Rendel, they say there is no reason to cooperate.”
Upon finishing his words, the aide, Elaila, slightly bowed his head.
“They took the independence declaration from our kingdom about 20 years ago as the basis.”
The temple was uncooperative for various reasons.
“Just showing it isn’t allowed? Why is it so tightly closed?”
Having even a polite request refused felt like a huge rock had fallen on my head.
“Did I make sure to deliver the request?”
I asked, grinding my teeth.
“Yes.”
“Then have you spoken to their king?”
“I sent a request for cooperation, but….”
The aide trailed off, then said,
“The temple is an independent organization. Therefore, we received a reply that they cannot meet our demands.”
The aide continued,
“Above all, the central temple is situated in a place intertwined with commercial focal points… If pressured, the western routes could be blocked.”
The aide, who actually mentioned that such a reply had come, stepped back a few paces after finishing the report.
“Why is it so complicated? I thought it was nearly resolved.”
I irritably ate a few biscuits and frowned, while a servant nearby refilled my teacup.
“Your Majesty, do you really need to obtain the records?”
“Think about the trust that came down from the temple.”
The answer is in what was stolen.
I supported my face with one hand, mentioning that.
“Don’t you know by this? Recently, only Ariel Temple has been robbed.”
“There was a looting in the eastern region.”
The aide offered a vague rebuttal, but I ignored it.
“The trust came down right after that temple was stolen in the last war.”
“But….”
Clang!
Why is nothing going my way? I couldn’t hold back my anger and smashed the plate with a fork.
“I apologize!”
The surprised servant immediately bowed and repeatedly apologized.
“I’m still angry even after thinking about it… Can’t we just take it back?”
I spat out, leaning back in my chair.
“Yes? That’s absolutely not possible!”
Then Ella protested vehemently.
She had desperately dissuaded me from declaring war several years ago, the last time, and not long ago.
“I don’t want to do this either, but there’s no other way to get it.”
I whined.
“Let’s catch them on the fact that they came to our sea and took all the fish and massacred the fishermen.”
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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