“This is the Crown Prince’s palace? It feels like a dream to be walking around the palace with you, Elizabeth.”
Susan smiled, her cheeks flushed.
The 16yearold girl was as fresh and lively as a newly bloomed hibiscus.
Unwavering affection twinkled in her brown eyes as she looked at me.
“Seeing you, Susan, gives me strength.”
“How is your wound?”
“It healed quickly, thanks to Susan’s ointment.”
“Did it hurt a lot?”
“It was a minor injury, embarrassingly trivial, actually.”
“It would be terrible if your beautiful body got scarred… If I ever meet that scoundrel, I’ll punch him with this fist!”
Susan shook her small fist in the air like a stuffed toy.
For some reason, Susan’s feelings for me seemed to have moved beyond mere affection to something akin to reverence.
Perhaps like a child idolizing a strong, sisterly figure?
“A scar is not a blemish, Susan. There’s no such thing as eternal beauty.”
“But Elizabeth, you will be beautiful forever, I guarantee it!”
“Where can there be a flower that doesn’t shake, doesn’t bleed? In a single small fruit lie several typhoons, several thunders.”
Susan, with hands clasped, slightly pursed her small lips.
“How touching! You have a talent for literature as well!”
“It’s just something I picked up.”
“Is recitation something anyone can do? I’ve tried several times at my brother’s suggestion, but I just can’t do it.”
“Do what you’re good at. Isn’t your work as a pharmacist tough?”
“Chief Healer Jeffrey is very considerate. I haven’t had any episodes lately.”
“Don’t push yourself too hard.”
“I’m trying. There are so many rare research materials in the palace that I can’t help myself. Jeffrey said he’s never seen a pharmacist as passionate as me. Hehe.”
Susan stuck out her pink tongue, a mix of pride and embarrassment on her face.
‘There won’t be a problem for a while. Susan is healthier than ever.’
Morashincia confirmed with her eyes; the green mist was calm.
As if promising to consider Susan, who absorbed knowledge like a sponge and was developing at an incredible pace.
“A few years from now, a genius pharmacist will be born, one who will go down in the empire’s history! I’ve also gained much inspiration from Susan. Thank you for introducing her, Elizabeth.”
The palace’s chief healer repeatedly bowed his head.
Susan had surpassed my expectations.
Could Susan develop a lifesaving elixir for the people?
However, there was a hidden time bomb in Susan—a green mist.
‘I wish she had another ability besides diagnosing illnesses. Where could the second relic be? What abilities does this relic possess?’
I felt threatened by the white light.
If I can’t find Morashincia’s relic, my soul will vanish.
Either my liver has grown, or my courage has strengthened; I’m not as anxious as before.
‘Who will gather the relics if my soul disappears? They won’t get rid of me easily. Especially if it’s an omnipotent god.’
Rushing things could mess them up.
I planned to search for the relic with a broader perspective.
After all, isn’t it the relic of the Goddess of Healing?
Protecting my soul while gaining a new ability.
I couldn’t miss such a golden opportunity!
“Sister, it seems we have a guest.”
At that moment, Susan clung to my arm with a stern expression.
“That lady is glaring at you with terrifying eyes.”
A woman approached, her luxurious orange dress swaying.
Her hair was a sultry reddishbrown, like dried chili peppers.
Diamond bracelets, ruby necklaces, sapphire earrings; extravagant yet inconsistent jewelry.
I knew who she was without an introduction.
Rose Brenden.
The sole daughter of Duke Brenden, and Simon’s sister.
‘Finally, the empress makes her appearance?’
(A time marker.)
The maid standing behind Rose pointed out in a stern voice.
“Shouldn’t you show respect when you see the Empress?”
“I, I pay my respects to the Empress.”
A startled Susan bowed her head.
I also showed appropriate respect.
Rose scanned me from head to toe, hiding her mouth with a lace fan.
‘It’s a major faux pas to stare at someone like that. These nobles really…’
I felt it after reincarnation.
Despite talking about manners, not a single one of them was truly wellmannered.
Especially those nobles who have nothing but their lineage to boast of.
They feigned sophistication while desiring flattery.
‘Talking about manners in front of someone from a country of etiquette. When I meet people like this, I really want to show them a hard time.’
But my opponent was Nikolai’s wife.
The daughter of a family that would soon kneel to me.
“What business brings you all the way to the Crown Prince’s palace, Empress?”
“I just stopped by on my way.”
Rose responded in a grim tone.
You wrap yourself in luxury and call it a coincidence?
I subtly smiled at the distant back palace.
“I would have visited if you’d summoned me.”
“Do you think someone like you could set foot in my quarters?”
“Then you’ll have to drop by coincidentally in the future, too.”
The gaze of Rose became even more hostile.
The Male lead Always Seduces Her with His Beauty (Matriarchy)
Xin Jiao Zhou is the leader of the world’s premier sect. She has just experienced betrayal from all sides, was poisoned in an assassination attempt, and faced death squad attacks while the poison was taking effect. After finally clearing out the scum from her sect, she was drugged again while trying to detoxify.
After waking up from a night of unconsciousness, she gained a “beautiful and kind-hearted” husband.
Xin Jiao Zhou: “???”
He fell ill.
She came to see him, bringing breakfast.
As she put down the breakfast and was about to leave, his hand slipped while holding the spoon. “Clank!”
She turned around upon hearing the noise.
He looked up at her, his eyebrows drooping: “My hand… has no strength.”
“Shall I… feed you?” she asked tentatively.
He opened his mouth cheerfully: “Ah—”
Thinking she was drowning, he jumped in without hesitation to save her, but nearly drowned himself. In the end, it was she who swam over to rescue him, giving him air underwater.
After emerging from the water, his ear tips turned red. He lightly brushed his cheek, tucking his sideburns behind his ear, revealing delicate, pink-tinged ear tips. He lowered his gaze, too embarrassed to look at her.
Xin Jiao Zhou: He’s truly beautiful, kind-hearted, and adorable.
A certain someone when disciplining subordinates behind the scenes: “If they don’t obey, just kill them.”
What’s that? She might already have someone she cares about in her heart? A certain someone: Find out who it is, kill them, and then there won’t be anyone.
What? She met a man by the riverside? What? That man even hurt her? A certain someone: Whichever hand hurt her, chop off his entire arm.
Love at first sight without realizing it, gradually falling in love, slowly getting closer…
Family and national grudges, schemes and desires, good and evil, crime and punishment, she and he face the future together, seeking justice with passion!
A naturally dark female lead who could accidentally destroy the world but is actually an honest person VS a weak, pitiful, and helpless but skilled fighter, beautiful white-cut black male lead
My heart is not of stone, how steadfast is your love? — Tao Yuanming “Imitating the Ancients (No. 3)”
— Reading Guide —
Cold female lead & dramatic black lotus with hidden yandere traits male lead
