Even if we don’t like you, what can you, a halfbreed aristocrat, do? You’re the bastard child of a cardinal who rides on this illegitimate power.
“Surely not. If it’s true, how could such a person be accepted as king?”
“But there’s a credible story… his mother…”
Ariadne bit her lip. Cesare was the purpose of her life and the object of her worship. He was noble, strong, and had endured much suffering. She could bear someone slandering her, but she couldn’t tolerate anyone defaming Cesare.
“To be confirmed as royal blood, the birth record must be clean. Count Cesare, is from an unsuitable, dirty origin to become a king.”
The countess, who had started the conversation, delivered her conclusion as if she were the grand judge.
Her firm criticism echoed in Ariadne’s reception room.
Bang!
Ariadne thought she could hear the sound of her patience snapping.
In that moment, she leapt over the table like a wild beast, grabbed the countess by her hair.
“Retract it!”
Ariadne gripped the countess’s hair and growled like a beast.
“Without knowing anything! Without any evidence!”
There must have been a way to fight and win against the wornout ladies of the capital and their methods. But young Ariadne, who had grown up mixed with maids on a rural farm in her early twenties without proper education, did not know how.
But she had to do something. She could not bear to see her beloved Cesare fall to the laughingstock of these garbagelike slanders.
“Retract the lightlipped talk about Cesare!”
“Ah!”
The countess screamed terribly with her disheveled hair. Dessert trays and snacks flew in the air. The ladies, who had been chatting together like greenhouse flowers, froze like ice, just staring at the spectacle.
Ariadne shook the countess’s hair with both hands and yelled.
“Just because you have a big mouth, you think you can spit anything out? Correct it and apologize right now!”
“Uncultured! Uncultured!”
Both parties’ screams pierced the ceiling, but apart from that, an icy silence dominated the reception room.
Such a situation was unprecedented. The ladies didn’t even dare to stop the hairpulling incident in the middle of the royal palace’s social circle.
At that moment, suddenly, the heavy steps of men echoed throughout the room.
Thud Thud!
The ceremonial guards entered the reception room with dignified movements and stopped. Behind them, a particularly handsome man in ceremonial attire leisurely entered and stopped.
He was slender for his height, and his slightly slow gestures gave off a sexy vibe. He was such an extraordinarily handsome man, Cesare, that even in a crowd of ten thousand, one’s gaze would naturally go to him.
“Cesare!”
A smile spread across Ariadne’s face. It was as if an army had appeared.
‘You came to save me in this situation.’
It was perfect timing. The flawless prince from heaven, for his dedicated, delicate lady, to chastise the enemy. To bring down the hammer of justice on the evil crowd that had ignored him and her.
She let go of the tightly clenched hair of the Countess and stood up like a squirrel, standing behind Cesare.
“They……!”
“What’s going on now?”
Cesare looked back at Ariadne, sweeping back his brown hair.
An exceedingly affectionate and languid voice. However……
His lips were very cold and there was no affection in his eyes. A slightly fedup gaze.
“Ariadne. Tell me. What is this commotion all about?”
“That, they to you……!”
“Oh my. Lady Marchese!”
Cesare extended his hand, hastily and at the same time affectionately, without hiding his surprise.
“Lady, take my hand and get up.”
The Countess, whose hair had been grabbed, herself seemed not to expect Cesare to side with her. She seized the unexpected opportunity. She scrutinized Ariadne from top to bottom and grabbed Cesare’s hand a beat later.
“Unlike that woman, your manners are indeed from the royal court.”
The countess who got up from her place, immediately brushed off Cesare’s hand and patted the part of the dress where Ariadne’s hand had touched. Then she gave Ariadne a scornful look and let out a loud snort.
“Humph!”
Other central nobles swarmed around the Countess and asked her wellbeing.
“Lady Marchese, are you alright?”
“Do you have any injuries?”
“The betrothed of the Duke really crossed the line!”
Ariadne wanted to retort ‘who crossed the line!’ immediately, but she bit her tongue about to spit out, at Cesare’s irritable, no, furious gaze.
Sure enough, Cesare clenched his teeth and shot softly at Ariadne.
“What are you doing to the central nobility.”
He tried his best to lower his voice, but he couldn’t hide all the anger mixed with the dancing irritation.
“Do you not know that I need their support? You dared to lay a hand on a person from Marchese’s house, are you in your right mind?”
‘I mean, just because I grovel to someone who treats me harshly, that person doesn’t become my friend, Cesare.’
Ariadne’s thoughts did not come out of her mouth. She merely lowered her head, intimidated by Cesare’s momentum. In fact, if she had answered back, he would undoubtedly make a fuss.
Ariadne didn’t want to show the sight of her fighting with Cesare in front of all the ladies of the capital, no, the sight of Cesare treating her condescendingly. But he ruthlessly crushed her hope.
“That lady is much more helpful to me than you.”
His low, clenched voice pierced through the noise in the reception room and resonated. Everyone in the reception room heard this clearly.
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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