This marriage is null.
The marriage contract signed by Duke Barlock was sent a month ago in the name of “Bianca Termina.”
How could a marriage be valid with someone who doesn’t even exist?
This marriage is null.
It’s null!
Barlock doesn’t realize what he’s missed.
“Poor Barlock.”
Unable to bear the thrilling sensation to the bone, Izar laughed out loud.
His glossy black hair fluttered over his shoulders, rippling like waves.
“Bring them when the fools don’t know. Your Majesty.”
“Ah, these fools!”
Izar, who couldn’t hide his annoyance just moments ago, laughed until tears came.
“Salvar.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“Pack up the tent, the tour is over. We are quickly returning to the palace.”
Though he urged to return to the palace, it was only two hours ago that he had reluctantly allowed the tent to be spread, insisting that rest was needed.
It took an hour and a half to strike this splendid and enormous tent.
Although he could have been discontented, Salvar withdrew with a ‘yes,’ instead of frowning, as he slept.
It was his duty as a servant to obey his master’s command.
“Salvar, send a bird to the main palace. Select a soldier who is tall, has pale skin, and a slender skeleton.”
A flawless Northerner.
“May I add that he should be of light hue?”
Izar smiled at Salvar’s piercing question.
Standing in the lengthening sunlight, holding the abundance of Kaltan in one hand, Izar looked both proud and beautiful, like a true master.
“Go ahead.”
The gentle breeze was appropriately cool.
The season was changing.
Bianca quickly recovered under the utmost care.
Only Barlock didn’t know that.
“Goodness, if you catch a cold breeze and fall sick again, what then?”
“I’m really all better now. I’m okay.”
“The wind is quite cold. Aren’t you cold? Should I get a blanket to cover you?”
“Julie, if you fight with me here, I think I’ll really die. Calm down.”
Bianca rebuked Julie, who was fussing.
Even now, Bianca was wearing a coat made of fur, an inch thick.
The coat, which seemed to be tailored precisely to Bianca’s measurements, was not only visually stunning but also light and incredibly warm.
Wearing it alone made her feel hot.
But that wasn’t enough for Julie, who had stoked the fire in the bedroom and sitting room to the point of suffocation!
Eventually, her cheeks flushed, she found it hard to breathe and ‘ordered’ the window to be opened.
At the word ‘order,’ Julie opened it just a little, and now it was this mess.
Her body, still clad in the coat, was hot and her head was spinning, but what to do if a blanket was added to this?
“It’s too hot.”
“But the cold of the North…”
“There is winter in the capital too, though not like this.”
“Still.”
Julie seemed to grumble, but if Bianca insisted, there was nothing she could do.
Eventually, Julie poured out her nagging pleas with pitifully drooping eyebrows.
“If you feel even a little cold, please let me know.”
“Okay.”
It was an overprotective care that exhausted people.
But the reason she endured it to this extent was not because she was aware of being ‘sacrificed.’
Could it be because the affection and concern so vividly depicted in front of her eyes were unbelievable?
‘Why did I become a maid!’
‘Hold on a little, Bianca. Your uncle will find a way. Huh?’
Deborah and Duke Elian.
Apart from those two, all she ever received from others was sharp ridicule and explicit hostility.
The Emperor and the Crown Prince openly antagonized her, so who would dare embrace Bianca?
Leaving Bianca alone as if to show off was one thing, some even tormented Bianca as if they were in cahoots.
So the goodwill of a perfect stranger to Bianca was unbelievable, no matter how she looked at it.
Just a little, just a little.
This can’t be some cruel joke, I watched, and it’s come to this in the end.
A brief spell of dizziness, and my head spins again.
It feels like melting while standing under the scorching midsummer sun.
Bianca inhaled deeply the wind blowing through the window gap, struggling to cool down the rising heat.
If she took off this hot clothing, her body temperature would cool down instantly, but there was no other way since she didn’t know what kind of commotion happened last time when her body cooled down.
Once was enough chaos.
Sigh.
Julie suddenly exclaimed, ‘Ah!’ as if she just remembered something, catching her breath with hot breath bursting out, and opened her mouth to Bianca.
“You can have a proper meal starting from lunch today.”
“Really?”
Bianca couldn’t hide her joy, her eyes twinkling.
Though the thin, chunkless soup was delicious, not being able to chew was quite disappointing, so she wanted to have a proper meal now.
“Well then…”
“I’ll go get it soon.”
At the mention of preparing a meal in the bedroom, Bianca’s cheek slightly stiffened.
She had stayed only in the bedroom since arriving at Barlock’s place.
It was because she had been sick as soon as she arrived, but now that her body felt lighter, it was stifling.
“I’ll quickly tidy up the bedding and be right back.”
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
*
Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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