People Aren't Meant to Be Fixed! - Chapter 65
I got a headache looking at Berith, who still couldn’t relax his face.
“But the Vladimir family has been assisting the imperial family for generations.”
At 10 years old, not a commoner anymore, I’m sure Countess Fleur would have given some insight into the simple relationships between noble families.
Of course, she would have taught about political opponents in a softened way, and taught things at the children’s level, like how kids should get along well with each other or the concept of ‘friends’.
But since there’s a possibility she didn’t mention it because she judged it was too early, I decided to express my position as much as possible.
Since Berith came out like that, I need to make him agree one way or another, or he might come out again when we’re alone and repeat the same words.
“I know you’re saying this because you’re worried about me, but I can’t completely reject the Vladimir family or show such signs.”
I said that since both the Fleur and Vladimir families have long been close to the imperial family, I can’t just get along with one side.
“If I do that and my relationship with Sasha and Freya worsens, it could lead to big problems. For political reasons and various other reasons.”
“Yes, I understand.”
Huh, it’s strange that there’s no jealous or dissatisfied reaction for once.
“Then please don’t get too close to them. You must.”
“Alright, alright~.”
Adding that I’d know how to avoid and deal with it well, I turned around and pulled out two random books from the bookshelf, handing one to Berith.
Swish-.
“Here, take a book and go read it too.”
When I finally said we should go since everyone would be waiting, Berith brightened his dark expression while hugging the old book tightly to his chest.
“Yes, Your Highness!”
Thump, thump-.
After that, without further conversation, we quietly left the long wall-like rows of bookshelves and entered the reading area where Freya smiled and waved her hand high.
It was a signal to come sit next to her, and since the book I had entrusted to Carlyle was also next to Freya’s seat, I had no choice but to go to that spot.
‘After Berith said such things, it feels a bit awkward to sit next to Freya.’
I wanted to ask Berith directly while openly confessing, but I couldn’t speak because even if I whispered, the conversation might leak since there were only us people here.
While I had let it slide thinking Berith’s affectionate attitude would make him easy to boss around when he grows up, looking back now, I wondered if I could have dealt with it more effectively.
‘Since he spoke seriously, it doesn’t feel right to just ignore it completely.’
It doesn’t seem like a joke either. I pretended to read the book, flipping pages soullessly while thinking about other things with an empty head.
“Your Highness, what book are you reading so interestingly?”
Ugh, why are you approaching suddenly without a word! I was startled but didn’t show it and improvised.
“Oh, it’s a bit of a difficult book.”
I was near the bookshelf where I had been looking for tactical books, so I thought I had naturally picked up a similar kind of book. However, when I looked at the cover to show Freya and give a brief explanation, there were completely unexpected words stretched out.
My mind went blank as if struck by lightning. I was bewildered.
‘What is this?’
Wondering when I had chosen such a book, I froze, and Freya approached even closer in puzzlement and cheered.
“Wow, Your Highness! Do you perhaps have someone you admire? This kind of book is usually read by ladies who are about to confess their love!”
It was terrible, as if she was blowing a trumpet right in my ear. I felt the heat rushing to my face at the attention suddenly focused on me. It was burning hot like an iron ingot freshly heated in a blacksmith’s forge.
“…It’s a misunderstanding.”
If it had been during the previous emperor’s time, an aide or a close knight would have given harsh training or a scolding knock on the head, but now I’ve been reborn as the crown princess, and given the circumstances, getting irritated here would only damage my dignity, so I decided to calmly clear up the misunderstanding first.
“Really, I swear on the previous emperor’s honor that you’ve misunderstood. After entrusting the first book I chose to Carlyle, I was carefully choosing a second book, but when I couldn’t find one, I pulled out any book in frustration, and it turned out to be that one.”
Me, in love? Me, loving someone! That will never happen and I have no plans for it either! Besides, why would I confess? There’s no one who meets my standards and they’re all inferior to me! Rather, the guys under me should be struggling to catch my eye.
‘The maids are watching too, if this rumor gets distorted and reaches Jeff’s ears, it’ll be a big problem!’
When Jeff first introduced Sasha to me long ago, he was so menacing when he said he wouldn’t let it slide if I did anything foolish. I desperately denied it because I didn’t want to go through such tiresome things.
If Jeff found out, he might come asking who it is, probing persistently, and then burst into tears, raging in the wrong direction saying he can’t let our crown princess go already.
“I was reading to pass time and was about to close it soon because the content was strange.”
This is driving me crazy. Why do Carlyle and Berith look so shocked while Sasha and Poppy are being quiet? Didn’t I just say it wasn’t true?
“And let me say this clearly, I’m much more interested in military strategy books than these outdated romance novels.”
I deliberately emphasized ‘military strategy books’ so Carlyle and Berith could hear, and Freya looked back and forth between me, Carlyle, and Berith.
“Oh my, I see.”
“That’s right. So don’t misunderstand.”
Kids these days. I shrugged my shoulders and then subtly hinted at wanting to go to another place, as I somehow didn’t want to stay in the library for long.
“Oh right, when everyone’s done reading the books they brought, let’s go to the greenhouse. It’ll be boring if we stay here all day.”
“The greenhouse?”
I tilted my head as Freya seemed completely unaware, even though noble families usually build at least a small greenhouse.
“Oh, is this your first time with a greenhouse too?”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
“Well, that’s good. It’ll be a nice sight for you then.”
I thought how could a duke’s daughter never have seen a greenhouse, but it would have been rude to say it out loud, so I decided to focus on reading without further words.
‘I’ll just read this.’
I should have just read the book I originally entrusted to Carlyle. I decided that next time I come to the library or archives with the children, I would definitely check the title before taking any book, even if I pick one at random. I couldn’t suffer the same humiliation twice.
An hour later.
“Your Highness, Your Highness!”
“Can we go first?”
Contrary to expectations, only Freya remained in the imperial archives, while Sasha and the others had all gone out and headed to the greenhouse. I left one maid by Freya’s side just in case. Someone was needed to handle emergencies.
“Okay. Play near the entrance.”
“Yes!”
“Understood!”
Ronowe and Berith, equally curious on both sides, ran like arrows, racing with the maid.
‘Ronowe’s hair must be heavy, but she managed to tie it in a single braid.’
I worried they might fall and sprain their knees, but whether their legs had grown stronger as they got older, the Fleur siblings ran around just fine.
“Your Highness.”
It was then. Hearing Freya’s voice from behind, I turned around.
“Oh, I thought you were still in the imperial archives with the maid since you didn’t come out. Did you change your mind?”
“Yes.”
Freya smiled with her eyes and came closer.
“I thought about it, and it felt strange to be the only one left in the archives while everyone else was going to the greenhouse.”
Come to think of it, if Sasha and Carlyle went to the greenhouse too, Freya would be left alone.
‘She must not like being left alone since she’s barely been outside, mostly staying in bed.’
Thinking she was a rather timid child, I listened attentively to Freya’s words.
“Your Highness, you’re not upset that I followed you, are you?”
“No. How could that be?”
Why does she seem so attached to me? I started feeling uneasy from this point.
“Then can I stay close to Your Highness like this?”
Why is she being so creepy? I was about to answer but then said we should keep a slight distance because it would get too hot if we were too close.
“Oh my, a lot of apples have grown.”
Why is it so hard to speak? After several minutes of quiet silence with only the sound of breathing, a huge apple tree, probably planted by the gardener for ornamental purposes, came into view.
“You’re right. There weren’t any last time.”
What’s the big deal about apples? I answered indifferently and followed Freya as she approached the apple tree.
Thud-.
“Your Highness.”
“What?”
Soon after, Freya picked up an apple that had fallen from a branch and rolled over, and spoke excitedly.
“This apple is well-ripened and red, but it got bruised just now when it fell. It’s amazing how even such a good apple can lose its commercial value in an instant when it falls to the ground.”
Why is she suddenly changing so drastically and speaking like a philosopher over just one apple?
“It’s such a shame.”
I carefully chose my words while staring intently at Freya, who had slightly lowered her eyebrows and wore a sad expression.
“It’s just fruit from an ornamental tree anyway. It’s not for sale, and certainly not for eating, so there’s no need to feel too sorry about it.”
“Still…”
Freya, who murmured that it was a shame, cradled the apple preciously in both hands, projecting something onto it that I couldn’t understand.
“If this apple hadn’t fallen to the ground and had no blemishes, I think its value would have been high.”
Freya, who shared that it seemed futile to wait a long time for fruit only for it to become useless as soon as it enters the world, gradually looked worse. I could tell because I was standing right next to her, and at this moment, her face was truly chilling.
“I thought our lives are no different from this apple.”
Saying that maybe it was because she had been bedridden for so long, she profoundly reflected on her own life and engaged in self-examination, proving she wasn’t Sasha’s sister for nothing.
‘Is it an act? Is it real?’
Sasha also had a tendency to lie and pretend not to, and I wondered if Freya was also putting on a show to look good in front of me.
“But life is…”
Meanwhile, regardless of that, Freya raised the apple she had been carefully cradling high above her head and then dropped it back onto the grass.
Thud-.
“Why is it no different from an apple that fell from a tree?”
Freya, kneeling down and crouching, muttered to herself while looking at the apple she had just dropped.
“So fleeting.”
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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