“His face was full of skepticism, like ‘how can someone get lost here?’ Not that I could easily forget him anyway. It was the first time I saw such a handsome man.”
The middle-aged man was remarkably good-looking, too handsome for a job like gardening.
“I had a feeling his face looked familiar… who did he resemble… Ah! I shouldn’t be thinking about this now. I need to transfer the charcoal.”
I quickly extinguished the fire stuck to the wood with sand and transferred the charcoal to the stove. The pharmacy, built of wood and closely packed with other buildings, always required caution against fire.
Even though the buildings were damp after three days of rain, reducing the likelihood of fire, it was always good to be cautious. I carried the charcoal-filled stove into the room to keep it warm.
“Time for a warm sleep tonight.”
I pulled the blanket up to my head to escape the damp, cold air and quickly fell into a deep sleep, as if being sucked into a swamp.
I woke up before dawn to the sound of voices.
“…have you found it?”
“It’s too… hard to find.”
“We really… need to find it. Anyway…”
Ever since a thief broke in a few months ago, I’ve been jolted awake by even the slightest noise in the early hours. The only things stolen were some tools for making perfumes and a few herbs. There wasn’t much monetary loss since the pharmacy didn’t keep a lot of money or valuable herbs, except for a few expensive ones.
But the fact that someone had invaded my space without permission was quite frightening, even for someone as fearless as me. Since then, even minor noises have disturbed my sleep.
Up until now, most of the noises I heard were either objects falling due to the wind or the ‘crack! crack!’ sounds caused by the building contracting or expanding due to moisture. But what I heard now was the sound of human voices, and ones I hadn’t heard before.
‘Voices? Could it be a burglar?’
The thought of someone intruding into my space sent shivers down my spine. I always prided myself on being brave, but the intrusion of unfamiliar people had me tense.
I tried to calm myself down.
The conversation outside had stopped, but now I could hear the sound of someone rummaging through things.
‘Don’t they know there’s someone here?’
It sounded like they were searching for a purse or something, making quite a bit of noise. It seemed they weren’t worried about waking me up.
‘There’s nothing much to steal, but I wish they would leave quietly and quickly.’
I lay still, holding my breath in the room. Fortunately, my bedroom was located in a corner of the pharmacy, hidden behind various shelves of herbs, so it wasn’t easily noticeable to outsiders.
‘I don’t like the idea of them messing up the herbs I’ve organized, but there’s nothing I can do about it.’
I tightly grasped a candlestick beside my bed, which could serve as a weapon, hoping they would find whatever they deemed valuable and leave soon.
After a long wait, the sounds outside ceased. The pharmacy was silent.
“Cough, cough! What’s this? It’s so pungent! Cough, cough!”
I realized something was terribly wrong as a choking smell filled the air. It was dark in the room, so I couldn’t see clearly, but it seemed like smoke was seeping through the door.
“Damned thieves!”
Not content with just stealing, it seemed they had started a fire in the pharmacy. My bedroom didn’t have a separate window. Staying here would mean suffocating from the smoke.
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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