“Yes. You will dislike it.” The response became playful only at the spiteful remark, causing the fair back to momentarily pale and then return to its original color. I wondered if she might be trembling at the mention of going to the imperial palace, but her appearance was surprisingly courageous. “I cannot afford to be disliked.” Julian, responding leisurely, began to fasten the buttons on the dress. Click, click. With each pearl bouncing off his fingertips, the revealed fair skin was gradually concealed. Even though it was about dressing and not undressing, there was an inexplicable sensation of a dry throat. Julian extended his tongue, moistening his dry lips. Click. “There are many buttons, aren’t there?” The odd tension in Bianca’s voice wasn’t limited to herself in this situation. Somehow, the stiffness in her throat increased even more as she realized Bianca was paying attention.
“I’d rather have my own.”
Jillian, who responded briefly, moved his hand a bit faster.
Dangerous.
In any sense.
Like a deer clearly exposed in front of him, with a straight white neck.
Things like revealing beautiful curves in dress designs stimulated him entirely.
Click.
As the last button was fastened, the blocked breath burst out.
“I’ll go down first.”
“Yes, see you later.”
Bianca didn’t even turn her head.
The ear tip that was briefly visible was reddish.
“What are you talking about right now?”
The deputy had to make a great effort not to burst into laughter at the priestess’s words.
“We received a message from the Termina royal family.”
The saint knew what he was asking, but she endured.
“It seems there is a problem in Baloch Gaya. It would be good if the deputy came and attended the hearing.”
“Is this a request or an order?”
“For now, it’s a request.”
‘For now’ was a request.
It was urgent enough to leave immediately, and considering the fact that he was cut off from the outside and praying, it was undoubtedly a request.
The deputy narrowed his eyes.
It wasn’t the first time the Termina royal family had pleaded desperately, not a matter of a day or two.
But now, did the saint, who clearly knew his inner thoughts, have to step forward and shake off the burden?
Now?
“So, are you asking me to grant that request?”
I tried not to, but at the end of my words, I pronounced it harshly without even realizing it.
The saint, who was looking at that appearance, smiled deeply enough to form wrinkles.
“If you ask, you should follow.”
“Saint!”
“I’ve been asking for a long time. I’ve always asked for favors. But have you ever granted my request even once?”
“Well, you probably won’t grant it this time either.”
Without turning my insides later.
I bit my tongue, trying not to spit out the words.
But, without knowing that hardship, the saint stubbornly added one more word.
“If you grant it once, wouldn’t that be okay too?”
“Saint…!”
“Just once. There’s no time to ask for more. Just once.”
Only then did the deputy realize how much the saint in front of him looked so pitiful.
To him, the saint had always been a distant person.
A mother of all, a representative of God who was sometimes more gentle than anyone and sometimes wiser than anyone.
To the deputy, she was the one who was more severe and ruthless than anyone else.
What he wanted was only one thing in his life, and the saint did not allow only that.
More than anyone else, she was strict and neat, living a life devoted to serving God and the world.
The saint.
God.
He had stubbornly broken the one thing he wanted.
“I said no. I didn’t allow it.”
“Did you ask me to break it? Is it possible for someone to break the representative appointed by God? Cool your head in prison. Then, you’ll realize how disrespectful you’ve been. Well, Deputy, you’ll understand how impious your words were!”
“Being obsessed with the deputy like this is more terrible than Satan. I will offer purification prayers for him. Who is it?”
It was truly despicable.
Without breaking his own desires, losing hope, and even resorting to despicable threats.
After driving him to the point of death like that, now?
There’s no time left, so listen to me.
“How steadfast you are.”
The deputy whispered with lowered eyes.
“Why someone known for their compassion like you could be so cruel to me, I wonder.”
“Should we just watch someone taking the wrong path?”
“Who can decide that?”
“So, go and see for yourself. The reason I was so ruthless only to you.”
The saint no longer smiled.
She only stared with a firm gaze, reminiscent of when she ordered the holy knight to drag herself to the underground prison of the temple.
“Go.”
The saint no longer used the expression of a request.
She commanded as coldly as she did in the past.
“Fine. Since it’s an opportunity given, I will go and observe with my own eyes.”
The deputy stood up immediately and summoned a priest.
“Is anyone outside? Prepare to go to the palace immediately.”
“Yes, Your Excellency.”
As the muffled sound of footsteps disappeared, the deputy turned to the saint with a twisted mouth.
“Are you satisfied?”
“Yes.”
Male lead is a Destined Young Husband (Female-dominant)
One-sentence summary: Wife-master, listen to my explanation!
Li Ruantang, a young lady from a prestigious family, stumbled and fell. When she woke up, she saw a noble and beautiful young man sitting by her bedside, wiping away tears.
The young master had slightly reddened eyes, and his every move exuded charm.
The sight made Li Ruantang’s eyes hot and her heart flutter. After all, she had made a bet with the young master Meng from the neighboring family. If she couldn’t marry a husband before the end of the year, she would have to admit defeat and give up the jade she had worked so hard to obtain.
Outside the window, the flowers were in full bloom.
Rather than losing the bet, the jade, and her face, Li Ruantang calculated that it would be better to seek marriage with the young master in front of her, killing three birds with one stone.
…
Meng Jun never thought that an accident during a spring outing would lead to them rolling down a cliff and into a river, yet still survive.
Now they were trapped in an unknown village, and Meng Jun had overheard that the family who had rescued them had their own intentions.
After all, it was Li Ruantang who had lost her mind and sought marriage first. He was only trying to protect himself!
Glancing at Li Ruantang, who was listing her own merits, the young husband’s voice softened, and he blushed as he lied, “W-wife-master, Wife-master, don’t you remember me?”
The young husband’s voice was clear and handsome, coaxing Li Ruantang’s heart to be soft and sweet, and she spared no effort to protect him.
It wasn’t until they returned to the capital that Li Ruantang suddenly remembered.
When they had fallen off the cliff, in order not to implicate Wei Yunruo, whom he secretly admired, the young husband had instead pulled her, who was slightly farther away, down the cliff with him…
Short summary by Yuushi L: Initially, the male lead (ML) liked another girl, while the female lead (FL) liked the ML. Both fell off a cliff. The FL temporarily lost her memory, and the ML, fearing others might take advantage of him, claimed FL was his wife while they were staying in a village. Later, when they returned home, the FL regained her memories and remembered that the ML liked someone else, so she kept her distance from him. However, during their time living together in the countryside, the ML’s view of the FL had completely changed. From this point, his pursuit of the FL begins.
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