Princess Valloa Lariesa almost forgot the sorrow of losing her sister due to the affection of the golden prince from the neighboring country.
Suddenly she came to her senses and shook her head. No, I’m the kind and gentle Lariesa. I need to maintain a gentle image and smoothly continue the topic that Alfonso has thrown out.
However, she had never really talked about herself before.
“Would you like me to draw a still life? I like drawing flowers and vases.”
Lariesa, who hesitated for a moment, boldly added.
“I was also selected for the Prix de Montpellier a few years ago with my work.”
The Prix de Montpellier was a gateway for new painters in the Kingdom of Gallico. After submitting the work anonymously, they opened the lid a month later after the critics and audiences scored the works hanging in the gallery.
In addition to 1st, 2nd, and 3rd place, just being selected allowed official registration with the Artists’ Association of the Gallico Kingdom. It was a very fierce and highlevel competition.
“Prix de Montpellier? Wasn’t the qualification for that competition for married men under 30?”
There was a lot of dispute and checking because if you just won the Prix de Montpellier, wealth and honor followed. Over the years, bizarre restrictions gradually came into effect as a result of compromise that was favorable to each other after slander and contractions.
In order to prevent established painters from submitting works anonymously, a ‘under 30’ restriction was placed, and a ‘only married people allowed’ restriction was placed to prevent an exceptionally talented young artist from suddenly appearing and shaking the board.
Recently, a ban on female painters was added to safely divide the limited pie.
The face of Lariesa hidden behind the mask turned red. These were recent restrictions, so she, who was not very interested in painting, didn’t know well.
Painting was something that her deceased sister Suzanne loved, and it was Princess Suzanne who had been selected for the Prix de Montpellier. The ban on female painters was the result of Suzanne’s selection.
She argued that the works of the nobles should be banned, but in the end, she turned to ban female painters when the resistance was strong. It was a historically meaningful development, but Lariesa, who was not very interested in society and painting, didn’t know the details.
All she knew and admired was just the high fame of her dead sister and the praise she received.
She swore to the heavens that there was no malice. It was just a lie that automatically left the tip of her tongue because she wanted to look good to Prince Alfonso, but she didn’t know it would be caught by the person she wanted to look good to.
She felt so ashamed that her breath naturally quickened. Prince Alfonso, feeling a strange atmosphere, lowered his head to Lariesa’s eye level and asked.
“Princess Valloa…?”
In fact, if she said, ‘I wanted to look good, so I boasted, I’m sorry,’ the generous Alfonso would have laughed and let it go. However, she chose somatization to cover up the rising embarrassment.
She thought ‘I’m getting angry,’ and her breathing started to get faster. She gasped for breath and yelled at Alfonso.
“Do you think I’m lying now?!”
Alfonso was startled and let go of the hand that was escorting Lariesa.
“Are you okay, Princess Lariesa?”
When Alfonso let go of her hand, she misunderstood that he was rejecting her and struggled in shame.
No, this couldn’t be. He was the ‘Golden Prince’ she had met. She prayed every day wanting Suzanne’s luck. She asked for everything that her sister had to be hers.
Lariesa did not gain Suzanne’s beauty and Suzanne’s fame, but instead Suzanne died.
Everything she had was handed down to Lariesa. Dresses, jewelry, the prettiest bedroom, and even a marriage arrangement with the perfect prince.
Inwardly, Lariesa had thought that perhaps Suzanne’s death was a gift from God to her.
However, it was unacceptable for him to miss the opportunity that had descended from heaven because he was clumsy and mistaken. Larieasa had done nothing wrong. It had to be so.
“Surely there was an incident where an unmarried woman passed through Pris de Montpellier! How could you be so rude to me?”
If Larieasa wasn’t wrong in this situation, it must have inevitably been Alfonso’s fault.
Since it really happened that the unmarried woman Suzanne had passed through Pris de Montpellier, Larieasa, with only the subject crumpled, cornered Prince Alfonso, claiming he was rudely commanding without knowing anything.
The more she got angry, the stronger her belief that Alfonso, who knew nothing, was rashly slandering her. Alfonso was taken aback when Larieasa, who had been fine, was shaking all over and getting angry.
“Is there anyone there? Call a doctor!”
Larieasa, short in Etruscan, realized that Alfonso was calling someone, but she didn’t understand that it was a doctor. It was a terrible thing to call other people to show her current state to everyone.
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 🙂
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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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