“You are the bride I’ve been waiting for. You’re perfect beyond measure.”
Pluck.
A fallen white lily landed on Bianca’s crown.
“What are you looking at?”
Henry, startled, raised his head at the call of his name.
“Ah, no, it seemed like it was snowing.”
“Snow?”
The servant who called him approached the window and looked up at the sky.
It was a rare blue sky without a single cloud.
“What are you talking about?”
“It’s strange. I was sure it seemed like snow was falling.”
“Hey, young master, is being a servant so exhausting that you’re seeing things?”
Henry frowned at the servant’s chuckling words.
“Don’t call me ‘young master!'”
“Young Master Kassel, you’ll get wrinkles on your forehead if you get angry.”
Chuckling, the guy was oddly popular; he got along well everywhere.
His name was Shane.
Like most of the servants who had recently entered, he was a second son from a lower noble family who barely had a name left.
Instead of despairing at his position as a servant, he was rather spirited, revealing his strange ambition.
‘I will become the duke’s righthand thumb!’
As a servant to a servant, he’d become notable, wouldn’t he?
His first target was Henry.
None of the other servants were allowed to approach the third floor, which was the most important floor in the duke’s residence. Therefore, it was assumed that his future was bright.
Being mockingly called ‘young master’ was very annoying, but it actually helped a lot.
The stares that had been uncomfortable watching Henry had softened quite a bit because of these two who freely bickered.
Henry was grateful, but that was one thing, and this was another.
He was sure that just a moment ago, big flakes of snow were pouring down in the courtyard.
“It’s real!”
“Big problem, our young master. If just standing on the third floor is so hard, what can you possibly do? Huh?”
The guy’s chuckling voice cheerfully echoed through the corridor.
“Stop it.”
He thought his life would be easier because he was assigned to the third floor, which is the most important floor in the duchy.
But it was a misconception.
Every corner was filled with watchful eyes, and Henry was stuck there, standing still like a trapped animal.
Even today, he had been standing around like an idiot until he had barely descended to the first floor at lunchtime.
Henry was irritable from head to toe.
“Ah, our young mas…”
“Stop it!”
The fierce voice resonated loudly throughout the first floor.
It was loud enough to catch the attention of other passing servants.
For a moment, Shane’s cheek turned red.
“Oh, sorry, no, I apologize.”
Only after seeing the apologetic expression did Henry come to his senses.
He had always been irritated by the teasing, but he had never lost his temper like today.
“…I told you to stop. It really was snowing.”
The sunlight flooding in through the firstfloor window was still brilliant.
He knew he wouldn’t be believed, but there was nothing else to say.
“Alright.”
Shane nodded awkwardly at Henry’s words.
After that, they went their separate ways.
“Sigh…”
The falling snow had suddenly given way to a bright shower of golden sunlight, and O’Henry felt like he really wanted to cry.
Nothing was working out.
[Star Icon] [Star Icon] [Star Icon]That night.
Knock, knock, knock!
The knight on guard duty opened the small door at the top of the gate and peeked outside.
Caught in his gaze were knights, easily numbering around fifty.
The knights were fully armed, and it was evident that their equipment was not ordinary.
However, their attire was a complete mess.
Dressed in thin winter coats, completely unsuitable for the northern region.
‘He’d be lucky not to freeze to death before even getting a chance to wield his sword properly.’
The guard chuckled.
“Who are you?”
“We have come after seeing the public announcement to recruit knights. Is the announcement still valid?”
“Announcement?”
“Here it is.”
The guard received a piece of paper through the small opening.
It looked too old and worn to trust at first, but upon closer inspection, it was clear that it had been issued from Barlock territory.
What had it gone through?
The guard became uneasy at the sight of the announcement, which looked like it could be a century old.
“Please wait a moment. I’ll report this to my superiors and guide you.”
“Is the announcement still valid?”
“……Please wait while we verify.”
The announcement was valid.
They didn’t care about your background as long as you could pass the knight examination, but not many had actually passed.
Knights weren’t mercenaries after all.
They needed to have a noble upbringing, a refined set of beliefs and philosophies.
You needed basic education, military science, and geography, so even without social restrictions, not many qualified.
But now, fifty of these knights wanted to become knights of Barlock at once?
This was suspicious.
The guard scanned the knights outside the gate with tense eyes.
“Please wait a moment.”
Contrary to his polite words, his hand was resting on his sword hilt.
[Star Icon] [Star Icon] [Star Icon]“Fifty knights?”
Creta’s face stiffened upon hearing the news brought by the patrol from the outer castle.
“Are you sure they’re knights?”
“We checked the epaulettes on their right shoulders.”
The Termina Empire had lifted restrictions on ‘origin,’ so officially ordained knights had markers.
A gold epaulette on the right shoulder.
Forging it could lead to charges of royal contempt, so there were no imposters, but Creta still didn’t believe it and asked.
“……”
Creta turned his head to look at Gillian, who was leaning back in his chair.
Three days of intense questioning had not made a dent on him. This was Duke Barlock.
But for some reason, since noon, Gillian had turned pale and was clearly not in good shape.
He would have preferred to let him rest, but there was no other option.
“What should we do?”
Gillian’s eyes, which had been closed, opened at the cautious question.
Creta blinked rapidly as their eyes met.
Just now, it seemed like the Duke’s eyes had narrowed.
Like an enraged beast.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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