After returning to San Carlo, Lariessa hardly ever had a chance to face Prince Alfonso alone. Naturally, she couldn’t even dare to talk about keeping the ‘promise of the daffodil garden’ to Alfonso.
‘Prince Alfonso, although he said so, he must have felt sorry for me…!’
Once the circuit of happiness started, it spun wildly.
‘He said he’d tell His Majesty Leo III that he would ruin the soul of the nation, but is it that easy? This is a negotiation between countries! My father said Etruscan can’t refuse this offer!’
Princess Lariessa clenched her fists.
‘And he said he was sorry he couldn’t repay me. That means he feels guilty. It’s not that he doesn’t have feelings for me. What’s love? The feeling of gratitude turns into a feeling of regret, and if you get married, you’ll eventually fall in love!’
At that moment, Madame Carla added fuel to Lariessa’s delusion.
“Oh dear, I wonder where our prince has gone leaving you here.”
She asked the servant if he had seen the prince.
“I saw him going out of the south exit.”
From the ballroom ‘Room of Lilies’, one could go down to the daffodil garden connected to the balcony if one exited through the south exit.
“Did he go out for a walk? There’s not much to see in the ‘Daffodil Garden’ at night.”
“Daffodil garden?”
“Hoho, could it really be that the prince is in the daffodil garden at night? The plants grown there are all low, so there’s no fear of getting lost, but it’s not a place that’s lit up at night, so it’s not a place worth going at night. Princess, ask the prince to take you there during the day when he returns. The flowers are in full bloom and it’s really beautiful.”
Lariessa nodded with a smile.
“Yes, definitely.”
Then, led by a strange conviction, she rose from her seat.
“I’m going to go to the powder room for a moment.”
“Oh dear, Princess. Are you going alone? I’ll accompany you.”
She was planning to go and check out the daffodil garden. Lariessa had an inexplicable, irrational conviction that Prince Alfonso would be in the daffodil garden now. She decided to stake her destiny on this feeling.
If she went to the ‘Daffodil Garden’ and met Prince Alfonso, it would be destiny. She wouldn’t give up. But if the ‘Daffodil Garden’ was indeed full of flowers, she would obediently return to Gallico and wait for her fate.
“No, thank you. I want to catch my breath for a moment. I’ll be back shortly.”
Princess Lariessa held the daffodil stem she just received and replied kindly.
[This is the time separator]And what Princess Lariessa stumbled upon was this scene. Young lovers sharing a kiss under the moonlight. Prince Alfonso and a woman with black hair, not her.
“Ah!”
Lariessa screamed as she returned to the palace. It was too, too miserable.
“How could this happen to me! My brothers conspired to deceive me! And that dirty girl! I should have known then!”
Princess Lariessa was doubly angry thinking about Ariadne de Mare, the second daughter of Cardinal de Mare, who was with Prince Alfonso at the masquerade ball.
“I must have looked like a fool! They must have laughed at me behind my back! That foolish woman treats her man’s woman well, thinking she is her brother’s match!”
Now that she thought about it, it was unbearably shameful that the second daughter of Cardinal de Mare had talked about being Count Cesare’s fiancée in front of King Leo III.
With such feelings, with such expression and attitude, she could not return to the ballroom at all. Instead of returning to the ‘Room of the Lily’, Princess Lariessa entered her accommodations prepared at the Palazzo Carlo.
Thud!
As the princess returned from the ball without her partner’s escort or even her attendant, the princess’s maid widened her surprised eyes and clung to her to help her undress.
When the maid tried to take the withered daffodils from her hand, only then did Lariessa realize that she still held the daffodils in her hand and threw them on the floor, trampling them under her feet.
“Ah!”
The once fresh thick stem was crushed, and the white sap seeped into the red carpet imported from the Moore Empire, staining it black. Not just the green stem, but even the yellow flower part was torn beyond recognition. Still furious, Lariessa yelled at her maid.
“Find Count Rubien and bring him here! Now!”
[This is the time separator]Count Rubien, who had been sitting in the negotiation hall all day and finally attended the ball, was in a good mood. That good mood was shattered when the servant sent by Princess Lariessa called him.
“What? The princess is causing a scene?”
He whispered, keeping his voice low so that the servant’s message would not reach the ears of others sitting in the guest seats.
“Do you know why?”
“I’m not sure… She just returned from the ballroom and ordered to call you immediately.”
It’s a dog’s fate to go when called. Count Rubien sighed and got up from his seat.
“Excuse me, I’ll be right back. No, no. I’ll be back soon. See you later.”
Saying he’ll be back soon was just his wishful thinking. But he wanted to console himself with words.
After apologizing to the person he was conversing with, Count Rubien headed to Princess Lariessa’s quarters with a brisk walk.
Between the billowing flags and tapestries, a brunette woman was seen screaming. Startled, Count Rubien rushed inside.
“Princess! What’s going on!”
By then, Lariessa had already destroyed all the furnishings in the room. Dishes, candlesticks, books, and other small items were all broken and scattered on the floor. Smaller furniture like side tables and wingback chairs were tipped over.
The princess’s eyes were red, and her nails were scraped and injured from the destruction, with bright red blood congealed on them.
“Rubien!”
Seeing the count, Lariessa couldn’t hide her anger and shouted.
“I can’t let her, that woman, be!”
“Who the hell is ‘that woman’?”
“The second daughter of Cardinal de Mare! Ariadne de Mare!”
Lariessa glared at Count Rubien with eyes blazing with such fury that it felt like madness.
“Kill her.”
Male lead first thought she played hard to get, only to realize she
really disliked him
Short intro:
What she can’t stand the most is the streets full of effeminate men, especially that so-called top beauty whom she avoids at all costs.
Shen Yaoxing looks at Jiang Mingyue, who keeps approaching her with coy shyness.
Shen Yaoxing: Bro, don’t be like this, I’m really about to throw up!
She fears nothing in heaven or earth, except for him getting close to her.
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At first he thought she was just using the trick of feigning indifference to attract his attention. Later, he learned that she truly despised him.
This dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Mingyue, and he vowed to make her, like everyone else, fall at his feet in worship!
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Synopsis:
Before transmigrating, Shen Yaoxing only wanted to find a reliable man to spend her life with. Who knew that after transmigrating, she would become a reliable woman herself…
A forced misandrist, highly skilled, and reliable female lead
vs.
An initially aloof and arrogant, later morbid, obsessed male lead
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