“Finally, the day when our longcherished wish will be fulfilled is not far off. A strong army that never dies, only obeys the command.”
The Spirit Mage spoke with an ecstatic expression, but his subordinate Hyuljunghyeok was quiet.
The Spirit Mage slowly peered at him and asked,
“Why do you look like that, master?”
“Ah.”
Hyuljunghyeok, who had been in a daze, answered, pressing his fingertips against his eyes.
“I’m sleepy because I ate so much for the first time in a long time.”
“Is that so? You didn’t usually enjoy eating.”
“That’s true.”
Jegalyeon’s ‘Is food a taste?’ was not strictly wrong. Hyuljunghyeok found eating itself bothersome. He ate to sustain his body but never found any joy in it.
So, until today.
‘When I saw that woman smiling and working hard, I unknowingly reached for my chopsticks.’
It was his first time seeing someone cook in person. It was also the first time he had seen white steam rising from hot rice and tasted meat with strong seasoning.
‘For me, consuming food was a task for survival, nothing more or less.’
The first meal he could remember was when he was thrown into a pit as a child and told to survive with others of his age. They had to fight for a lump of rice. From those old times, to him, eating was survival.
Hyuljunghyeok brushed off the memories of the past and asked the Spirit Mage.
“So what were we talking about?”
“I was thinking about how to verify if she is a ghost mage. The former head might have lied to us.”
The Spirit Mage narrowed his eyes. He was very uncomfortable with the sicklooking former head’s confession of how he had summoned such a great ghost mage and where she was.
“When did he summon such a ghost mage? How could that be possible back in the old days…”
Though they were discussing important matters, Hyuljunghyeok’s eyes once again lost focus. The Spirit Mage furrowed his brow.
“Master?”
“….”
“Master!”
“Ah.”
Then Hyul Junghyeok slowly looked back at him. It was when the spiritual alchemist swallowed a sigh, rising in frustration. Hyul Junghyeok’s eyebrows twitched menacingly.
“How dare you yell at me now?”
It seemed as though he could see his throat being ripped out. The spiritual alchemist hurriedly bowed his head.
“No, that’s not it! I’m sorry!”
“Tsk.”
Clicking his tongue, Hyul Junghyeok turned his head again. As soon as a gap appeared, Yeona’s plump face came to mind like a cloud. The spiritual alchemist looked at Hyul Junghyeok, shaking his head as if to shake her face away, with puzzled eyes.
“What are you thinking so deeply about?”
What thinking indeed. Hyul Junghyeok crossed his arms and sighed through his nose.
“I was thinking that fatty is a genuine fatty.”
“What?”
“It looks like an ugly bun, but when I look at it, my heart feels nauseous…….”
What could this emotion be called? It felt as if he was bewitched by a fox.
(This is a time divider.)
Just when he thought it was getting a bit more comfortable, it was like this again.
“Why? What?”
I propped my chin and stared at Hyul Junghyeok, who was glaring at me with disgusted eyes.
‘Why did he have to come and bother me when I’m this busy?’
I was in the kitchen now. Since there wasn’t a single book in the room and there was nothing else to do except sleep, it was a desolate place.
‘So I was thinking of making knifecut noodles and kneading the dough.’
What is he curious about, acting like this here?
I lifted my head, implying him to speak if he had something to say. Hyul Junghyeok tilted his head and blurted out a chilling sound.
“It looks pretty nice when I look at it this way.”
“What are you saying?”
Earlier, he picked a fight saying it looked like a bun, now he says it’s pretty.
‘No, by saying, looking at it this way, he means it’s not pretty if he doesn’t pay attention.’
It sounded like praise at first, but it was a backhanded compliment.
Feeling upset, I pounded the flour dough with my fist. Then Hyul Junghyeok came close, crossed his arms, and said,
“So what are you making for dinner tonight? Tell me if you need anything. I’ll get anything.”
He wouldn’t know if I said knifecut noodles. I flattened the dough again and replied sulkily.
“Wi, will you fetch it if I order? Your subordinates will get it.”
“What my subordinates do is what I do. Aren’t you the same?”
“I don’t have subordinates, so I don’t know.”
“Sure, no one would be a subordinate to an ugly bun like you.”
“Stop saying I’m ugly!”
Why does whatever we talk about end with me being an ugly bun?
I glared at Hyul Junghyeok, with flourcovered hands on my hips, and said,
“Don’t whine about falling in love with me later. My mind is already made up.”
I meant to tell him not to tease like this, but Hyul Junghyeok laughed as if he’d heard something ridiculous.
A large hand like a pot lid ruffled my hair messily.
“I told you before, you’re a bun with high selfesteem. What part of you should I find attractive?”
“People say that you live 30 years with a woman who cooks well! You’ve already been captivated by my cooking!”
When I shouted back, Hyul Junghyeok replied with interest.
“So, are you saying that you’re trying your best to seduce me right now?”
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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