“You flipped the dust upside down.”
Benhamin brushed off the dirt and whispered.
“Come over here.”
His voice was low and seemed to scratch the throat somehow.
The dust cloud that had rushed in during the sparring had mostly settled.
“Weren’t you in a meeting with the staff?”
“It just ended. What happened at the training ground?”
“I was led by the disturbance.”
“You covered your head with dirt. If the place is noisy, you should avoid it.”
Sharlowoff twisted his side hair with his fingers.
“It was a stroll in the middle of frustration.”
“Don’t walk on a rough path. Even if you open another path, it seems like you continue to walk on the path I told you not to.”
That was a sigh. You will continue like this.
“Because of this old general, Her Majesty’s mind will be disturbed.”
Pedelin scratched his throat.
‘Excessive protection.’
I know the reason.
Pedelin put down the wooden sword.
“Leave me alone.”
Talking with someone by the side was not the intention.
“Leave the side.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
The place was immediately vacated. As the presence disappeared, Pedelin opened his mouth.
“It would be good to learn how to wield a sword.”
“I forbid it.”
“It’s not about living the rough life of a knife wielder. Although life makes the blade’s life tough, it depends on the hand wielding the knife.”
Whether you will fend off with that blade or become the enemy, that is still unknown.
“Teach her.”
“Look here, Lord Deon.”
“Are you going to keep holding and tying that step? I understand the feeling of having someone who has experienced the demon’s grave by your side, but then, all the more, teach her how to wield a sword. At least, knowing how to protect herself will help plan for the future, even if changes occur later.”
“…….”
“You may rarely experience the danger of demons directly, but the deaths of those who have experienced the demon’s grave are almost the same. You die with them.”
He had been a mercenary and a knife wielder for a long time. Therefore, he felt it.
“Now is the time for that.”
Now, every day will increase with losing and being taken away.
“It is too late to change your mind after losing.”
It was a possible story because it was Pedelin.
He lost his own child like that.
“Regretting after everyone is dead, the dead cannot come back.”
Water dripped steadily outside the bathtub.
The area around the bathtub was wet, and the misty steam made the vision blurry.
The maid who promised to bring in the bathing supplies had sent everyone out.
Benhamin, who didn’t put his hand by my side, was closer to the side where he had driven them out.
‘Annoying.’
He thought so.
Usually, it would be more troublesome to do it myself, but it wasn’t Benhamin.
It seemed like he was rejecting others.
No. It would be more accurate to say that he was putting more weight on the side of rejection.
“Why do you keep acting awkward?”
Benhamin looked down at Sharlowoff and asked.
The body stiffened awkwardly.
“Because it’s hot.”
“The palace said to keep your body warm, so endure the heat a little longer.”
Only a thin slip was worn. The shoulder strap was thin, and the texture of the fabric was light.
“I scattered geranium petals in the bathwater. A faint herbal scent wafted through the air.
Red petals spread out and floated on the water.
Sharlowoff pulled up the shoulder strap.
His hand touched the shoulder.
“Is it the smell of herbs?”
“Ah…”
“Why are you trembling?”
“…”
“Look, you’re trembling again.”
He buried his head in Sharlow’s shoulder.
“It’ll take a few days.”
Sharlow crouched his shoulders and avoided his hand.
“Again.”
“Yes?”
“You’re twitching again.”
“Because it smells like herbs.”
“Why is that?”
“Disgust…”
“I haven’t felt that.”
Benhamin lightly bit Sharlow’s forearm.
…”
Sharlowoff opened his eyes wide.
What?
Baffled, as he opened his eyelids, Benhamin answered.
“I haven’t felt disgust.”
“Yes?”
“You’re different. You’re getting dull to stimulation, and your eyes are gradually becoming numb.”
She narrowed her eyes, frowning. What does that mean?
“Don’t keep releasing emotions. That’s also a habit.”
Sharlowoff awkwardly shook his head.
“Why do you keep lowering your head.”
I’m not looking down there.
“Lift your head.”
“…”
“Don’t look down there.”
Benhamin leaned his arm on the bathtub and pressed his temple.
“You’ve scratched all over the inside.”
Sharlowoff leaned back against the wall.
“My hair got tangled because of the dirt.”
“It might be because of the mud.”
He touched Sharlow’s cheek with his hand. “You have a fever.” He whispered softly.
“Feeling dizzy?”
“I’m okay now.”
“You still have a fever.”
“I took medication to raise my body temperature.”
They said it was a good medicine for recovery at the medical center.
Even if the body temperature rises, the efficacy of the medicine was guaranteed at the Imperial Medical Center.
“I feel the breath, but I don’t know why everything feels weak.”
She felt that way throughout her fainting.
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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