The guests entered Ariadne’s ball and were amazed at the indoor decorations that resembled a fairy party in a forest. The hired band was continuously playing sweet melodies live, making the party hall feel as though they had entered another world.
Alfonso, who had arrived early in an unguestlike manner, welcomed his debutante partner, who looked like a fairy queen, with a surprised expression from the waiting room attached to the main hall. Ariadne, who was glowing subtly from head to toe, exuded such dignity that it was unbelievable that she was a young lady who had just held her debutante ball.
“You’re really beautiful. As graceful as Queen Guinevere from the legends.”
Ariadne, who had ignored the praises of Sancha and the maids, blushed a little this time.
“Don’t say things you don’t mean.”
“No, you really are beautiful.”
Their short afterglow was interrupted by an unwelcome guest. This was because Janobi, who was to escort today’s debutante as a ‘debutante partner,’ stormed into the waiting room.
“What is this?”
Janobi’s aggressive tone filled the room. As soon as Janobi, who had dressed in all white thinking he was going to be the debutante partner, walked into the room, he started an argument after spotting Prince Alfonso, who was also in white.
“Where did you bring this guy with a halfhalf face like a pansy?”
The alertness from the first meeting was no joke.
“Do you know that men are about ability? Why would you give up on a handsome knight like my brother?”
The words, although delivered as a joke, were studded with sharp thorns and a sense of inferiority. Janobi, who had tried to act tough, but found it hard to bear his diminished self, attacked the outside world unconsciously to ease his wounded heart. His tiny eyes scanned the surroundings, and landed on Ariadne’s outfit. Ariadne looked astonishingly beautiful that day, but what Janobi pointed out was a different aspect.
“Hey, didn’t you tell your brother not to wear high heels?”
Ariadne had come out wearing high heels about 2 dito tall (approximately 9 cm) to complement her dress’s train.
“You’re really stubborn, aren’t you? You don’t even listen to what your brother says?”
Ariadne looked at Janobi with an incredulous expression. When Ariadne showed no signs of being scared or shrinking back, Janobi stepped towards her and lowered his voice.
“Change your shoes when I’m speaking nicely.”
When Janobi’s head came close enough to touch the bottom of Ariadne’s nose with her heels on, a low male voice intervened.
“She doesn’t need to change them, as she won’t be entering with you.”
“What are you?”
Janobi, who had been ignoring Alfonso until then, finally exploded. Janobi didn’t know the prince’s face since he had only lived in the countryside territory, and he had a vague hostility towards handsome men.
Janobi raised his fist out of the blue. It seemed he thought he could beat a pansy. But when Janobi raised his fist to subdue Alfonso with his muchbragged fighting skills, Alfonso drew his ceremonial sword at the speed of light and pointed it at Janobi’s chest.
“Don’t be ridiculous.”
Janobi was helplessly subdued by Alfonso. However, Janobi didn’t think it was because the prince was stronger than him, or because he had been lazy in his training, but blamed the tool.
“You, what are you! Are you crazy! Aren’t you supposed to declare a duel before drawing your sword?! Who can resist it with bare hands when you start a ruckus with a sword?!”
A private duel without an official duel request, that is, threatening others by drawing a sword first, was a heavy crime defined by the national law.
Alfonso had a grim look on his face. He seemed very angry. As Alfonso didn’t seem willing to explain his identity to Janobi, Ariadne decided to kindly hint to Janobi.
“Janobi brother, say hello. This is Prince Alfonso de Carlo, the small sun of the kingdom.”
However, duels were a matter between those of the same social class. If a commoner stood up against a noble, it was acceptable for the noble to beat the commoner as long as they did not take his life.
Alfonso was of royal blood, and Janobi was at the very end of the lower nobility. A duel could not be established between Alfonso and Janobi. Until the moment Janobi was on the brink of being disabled, either he was unilaterally cut by Alfonso, or he was dragged to court, if he was lucky, he would be sentenced for insulting the royal family, or worse, treason, and he had nothing to say.
“Heeek!”
Janobi leaped back only to bump into a decorative branch behind him and almost fall over. Alfonso did not bother chasing Janobi, who was running away, with his sword. Janobi laid flat on the ground even without being told to, paying respect to the prince.
“I, Janobi De Rosi from Taranto, greets the Little Sun of the Kingdom……!”
Normally, he should bow with one knee on the ground and the other knee raised, but he was crouched with all four limbs on the ground like a frog.
He was shaking like a frog in front of a sparrow, desperately pleading.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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