Sister, I'm the Queen This Life (330 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 90
“Since undergraduate coursework usually wraps up in early December, grades should all be finalized by now. It’s already late January—shouldn’t report cards be arriving soon?”
Lucrezia chimed in tactlessly.
“My son, did you win any awards? Of course you did—being our son, graduating top of your class must’ve been effortless for you!”
Ippolito wanted nothing more than to yank out Lucrezia’s front teeth as she grinned at him. He’d gone through the trouble of bringing her back from exile on the Bergamo estate, only for her to recklessly throw her own son into danger!
Yet he forced a gentle smile and deflected his mother’s words.
“Haha! Of course, Mother—it’s only natural for your son. Though I didn’t graduate top of my class, I was selected by popular vote to deliver the graduation speech as an honors graduate. Originally, that is.”
“Originally…?”
At his parents’ question, Ippolito dramatically shook his head with a theatrical expression.
“There’s currently a huge controversy in Padua about whether or not the university should relocate. Because of that, students are on strike, and all academic activities have come to a complete halt.”
It was true that the city of Padua—home to the university—had decided to impose new taxes on previously tax-exempt university facilities and staff, and that the university administration was strongly protesting this move.
However, the claim that academic operations had ceased and that students were staging demonstrations was an outright lie. It was merely wishful thinking by a group of students who dreaded taking exams. Nevertheless, Ippolito delivered his fabricated tale with feigned solemnity.
“After all, Padua became a proper city from a rural backwater thanks to us, yet now they’ve forgotten all sense of gratitude and want to impose taxes! How dare they treat scholars and students this way! Clearly, free cities without a sovereign lack moral foundation.”
Lucrezia widened her eyes, worry etched across her face as she pressed him further.
“So… they won’t grant you your bachelor’s degree?”
“Could your son possibly stand idly by in the face of such injustice, Mother?”
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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I’m still curious of what Alphonso meant by the last chapter
I’m still curious of what Alphonso meant by the last chapter
So Alphonso is misunderstanding now?