“You’ve given off a suspicious vibe.”
Eric grinned as if catching the doctor’s weakness.
The doctor frowned at Eric’s response, clearly not pleased.
“I was surprised, that’s why, surprised. What brings you here?”
“It’s my fiancée’s house.”
“Ah, I see.”
“Are you keeping it a secret? The identity of the Vice Marshal?”
“He has a personal friendship with Count Lancaster and is favoring me. However, if rumors spread that the Vice Marshal is personally favoring and wandering around like this, it could be problematic. It might raise suspicions of favoritism.”
Still, looking at Eric’s suspicious expression, the Vice Marshal cleared his throat as if stung.
“Anyway, there are reasons for this, so keep it a secret from Alicia [Dash].”
“I have no secrets from Alicia.”
“Hehe, think about it again. Even for the sake of a harmonious married life, isn’t that a good idea?”
“Don’t you usually say that kind of thing?”
“This guy. I have reasons too, you know?”
Eric sensed there was more to it, judging by the Vice Marshal’s attitude.
If favoritism was the problem, the Vice Marshal wouldn’t be groveling to him like this.
“Alisia, over here!”
“Hey hey hey. How did I raise you to act like this toward me?”
“I’ve never raised you.”
“Why is this happening? I’m the Vice Marshal. I’ve raised every child born in this world with love [Dash].”
“Alisia!”
“Hey, okay. Let’s talk about it later. Yeah, after the Grand Ceremony. Until then, I’m busy too.”
“Yes. Please take care, Doctor.”
The Vice Marshal, who had quickly changed his attitude towards Eric, glared at him.
“This guy. I saved his life last time.”
“Oh, I thought you were taking care of him with love.”
“If you can’t speak properly.”
Politely seeing off the grumbling Vice Marshal into the carriage, Eric entered.
Unlike his teasing behavior towards the Vice Marshal, his expression was somewhat stiff.
After exchanging words with the Countess and bidding farewell to Eric, who was returning to Lancaster Manor, Alicia stopped in front of the balcony on the second floor.
“Is that butterfly planning to lay eggs here? Another one?”
The blue butterfly that she had chased away last time was sitting on the balcony railing, fluttering its wings.
“Isn’t it a moth? It’s there even during the day.”
She passed by, shaking her head, but then looked back at the butterfly.
The fluttering wings of the butterfly seemed to slow down.
As the sound she heard faded away, and the visible scenery blurred, her mind became distant.
“Hello?”
“Ah, it’s you [Dash].”
“You suffered, but I’m glad it ended well. Right?”
“Yes?”
“Now that you can talk like this, it seems like you’re getting weaker. Well, it’s been a long time.”
“Weaker? What do you mean?”
“Then that child will come back soon.”
“Since last time, you’ve only said what you wanted to say. What’s the purpose? Why not make it clear?”
Alicia’s chilly words were met with a soft laughter.
“I’m sorry. I say this because talking about it now won’t be useful. After all, you won’t remember.”
“If you know that, isn’t it strange to bring it up like this?”
“Well, that’s true. Then what should we do? Should I tell you everything once you remember?”
“So, if I can’t remember anything, talking about it like this is [Dash].”
“Sister, what are you doing there?”
“Huh?”
Alicia’s mind returned at Emma’s voice.
“Emma. Why? What do you need?”
“No. I was thinking of having warm milk.”
“Okay. Ah, did you finish your homework?”
“No, there’s still some left. What were you doing here, sister?”
“Hmm?”
But as the voice said, Alicia couldn’t remember anything.
She couldn’t even recognize that she was forgetting something.
“The balcony door was open, so I was about to close it.”
Saying that, Alicia closed the balcony door and drew the curtain.
Although the curtain blocked Alicia’s view, the blue butterfly still fluttered its wings, sitting in the same spot.
The fluttering wings seemed to indicate a pleasant mood.
“Did you call, Mother.”
“Come in, Harry.”
The Empress welcomed her son warmly, but Harry remained silent.
Although she was somewhat uneasy about calling him at such a late hour, Harry planned to finish quickly and return, silently enduring whatever his mother had to say.
“Russell, the Count, came to the palace today.”
“Is that so?”
“He has fully recovered and returned.”
“That’s good to hear.”
“He said he became close with Miss Lancaster while trying to obtain Lancaster’s sheep. Were you aware?”
“I heard.”
The Empress lifted a teacup.
“Those two will become even closer.”
“What are you trying to say?”
“Harry.”
The Empress put down the teacup and stared seriously at Harry.
“They say anything is possible when you become Emperor.”
“Mother.”
Harry sighed.
He had intended to remain silent, but the Empress wouldn’t let him.
“How many times do I have to tell you? I have no interest in the position of Emperor.”
“Harry.”
“Brother suits that position better.”
“Harry!”
As Harry’s voice rose, the Empress raised her hand to silence him.
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
