King Leo III was already near. The ‘Queen’s Reception Room’ had only one exit, and to exit through that exit, they had to pass through the corridor where King Leo III was blocking.
Queen Marguerite instructed Mrs. Carla.
“Quickly, hide the kids.”
Mrs. Carla nodded and guided Prince Alfonso and Ariadne to a small inner room behind the ‘Queen’s Reception Room’. It was a space where the Queen rested alone or read a simple book.
Even though it was clearly spring, the logs in the fireplace were crackling, and there was an armchair and a side table. Mrs. Carla, looking for a place to hide the two young people, discovered a closet in the corner.
“Your Highness, my lady, in here.”
The closet in the Queen’s inner room was a large, solid piece of furniture made of brown oak and covered with shiny paint. Inside the closet, there were only a few cushions and covers, so there was still room left even after Alfonso and Ariadne went in.
“Hurry.”
Alfonso and Ariadne quickly entered the closet as Mrs. Carla instructed. Alfonso went in first, and he sat down holding Ariadne who came in after him.
Mrs. Carla hurriedly looked around. She thought for a moment, then locked the closet door with a key from her waistband, in case King Leo III might try to open it.
“I’ll come to pick you up as soon as His Majesty leaves. Please stay quiet.”
She left the two in the closet and quickly returned to the ‘Queen’s Reception Room’.
The two were left in complete darkness.
[This is the time separator]King Leo III had no interest in his son. Naturally, he didn’t even remember all the faces of the ten knights his son had.
Queen Marguerite intended to use that. She only hid Alfonso and Ariadne in the inner room and planned to naturally send out the knight of her son as her own security force, along with Mrs. Carla.
“Sir Elco. Remove Alfonso’s insignia.”
Understanding the queen’s intentions, the knight removed the blue hemlock symbol of the prince wound around his arm and shoved it into his pocket.
Bang!
At the same time, the ‘Queen’s Reception Room’ door opened. Queen Marguerite, who lifted her neck, maid Carla, and knight Elco knelt down in respect to the royal family.
“I greet His Majesty King Leo III, the Sun of Etruscan.”
“We don’t need that!”
He shouted roughly.
“Where’s Alfonso? He’s hiding here!”
“Your Majesty, please calm down.”
Mrs. Carla, who boasted of being somewhat familiar as she had seen Leo III for nearly 20 years, tried to calm him down, but Leo III pushed her away with a rough swing of his arm.
“Ah!”
She fell to the ground at once. Queen Marguerite, realizing her husband was deeply upset, signaled to Mrs. Carla.
“Carla. Go out.”
Mrs. Carla hurriedly nodded and tried to go outside with Sir Elco.
Then Leo III halted them with a solemn voice.
“You rat, daring to escape my sight, where do you think you’re going?”
The one targeted by Leo III was Prince’s knight, Sir Elco. With a stoic face, he showed a hint of embarrassment and bowed his head again in front of Leo III.
“That guy, he’s not a member of the Queen’s palace but the prince’s, isn’t he?”
Leo III scrutinized Sir Elco from top to bottom.
“Seems like what Count Rubien said was right…”
Queen Marguerite intervened.
“Your Majesty, what do you mean? Please explain.”
“Explain? Ha! Sure, since my queen wishes, I’ll explain it in detail! However, you’d better think about how you’re going to defend the prince after I finish my story!”
The king pointedly stabbed with a mocking tone.
“Delphiano!”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
Outside the ‘Queen’s Reception Room’, Sir Delphiano, who had been waiting, promptly replied.
“Take this young lad away!”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
The royal guard that Sir Delphiano brought along rushed in and restrained Sir Elco.
“Your Majesty! What is this?”
Despite the sudden act of force inside the ‘Queen’s Reception Room’, Queen Marguerite protested, but Leo III didn’t budge an inch.
“Take him away!”
“Yes!”
Sir Delphiano and the royal guard, holding Sir Elco, quickly left the room. Leo III, with narrowed eyes, glared at Queen Marguerite.
“So, where is that bastard Alfonso?”
[This is the time separator]Count Rubien woke up in the grand duchess’ room. He was sprawled on the floor, pushed into a corner of the room. His head was throbbing. He faintly remembered being hit on the head by the grand duchess’s shoe.
“Grand Duchess…?”
He looked around. The room was a mess. Broken vases, fallen chairs, and water from the vase soaking the carpet – nothing was intact.
In the middle of it all, Grand Duchess Lariesa was crouched down, trembling.
“Duke Mireiyu will sort everything out, right? He must have gotten rid of that unbearable woman, right?”
She was mumbling to herself, curled up like a fetus on the only untouched sofa in the room.
“Hey, Rubien, Duke Mireiyu hasn’t returned. He’s not coming back! What if that wicked woman has done something to Duke Mireiyu?”
At her ominous premonition, Count Rubien hurriedly got up to look for a clock.
“Grand Duchess, what time is it now?”
He couldn’t find a clock anywhere in the room. There used to be a large wall clock in Grand Duchess Lariesa’s room.
“Grand Duchess?”
At Count Rubien’s urging, Lariesa slightly uncurled her posture. The reason for the missing wall clock finally became clear. She had pulled it down and was holding it in her lap. Lariesa slowly responded in a tearfilled voice.
“Thirty minutes have passed since eleven.”
“… That’s not good.”
Duke Mireiyu had left Grand Duchess Lariesa’s residence around half past eight, promising to take care of Cardinal de Mare’s second daughter.
Almost three hours had passed. If he planned to do something inside the palace, it shouldn’t have taken so long. He should have been back by now.
“Is anyone there!”
Count Rubien ran outside to look for someone, precisely, Duke Mireiyu’s men.
After a brief inquiry, Count Rubien found Duke Mireiyu’s confidant and learned that the Duke had not yet returned. The Duke’s confidant too was starting to get anxious about his delayed return.
“We can’t wait, let’s go look for him.”
Count Rubien, through Duke Mireiyu’s confidant, roughly learned how the Duke had abducted the Cardinal de Mare’s second daughter and where he was planning the deed. He began to retrace the Duke’s path.
And the more they found, the more abnormal the situation became. The first thing they discovered was a blue cushion, the second, a wrecked royal carriage.
And the third thing they found was…
“Blood.”
Not far from the place where the royal carriage had overturned, traces of a person’s death remained on the dirt floor. Although covered with sand, a large amount of blood that flowed in the perfectly decorated royal garden could not be hidden.
Count Levien racked his brain. That, in all likelihood, was not the blood of Miss de Mare but rather the blood of the Duke of Mireille.
The Duke of Mireille had not gone to kill Miss de Mare, but even if he had ended up killing her, the Duke had no reason to bother hiding the girl’s corpse. His purpose was to make a big fuss. Having a body sprawled in the garden fit the Duke of Mireille’s purpose much better than having it disappear without a trace.
“……From here on, it’s out of our hands. We must send a signal to His Majesty Leo III immediately. The Duke of Mireille is missing, and a frantic search is necessary.”
Clatter!
Count Levien turned his horse’s head towards the royal residence where Leo III would be resting.
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
