“Hide your breath.”
Mother whispered quietly.
“Charlotte. I must hide you again and again.”
“From whom?”
“From your father.”
“Why?”
“That man… will take you.”
Her words were cut short. It seemed like something she had heard a long time ago, but the memory was faint.
“Even if it hurts, suppress your breath. Silence your voice.”
“……Mother?”
“Survive like that.”
It was a strange thing to say to a young daughter. A father who often left the house.
A mother who had stayed by my side until her death, saying she would protect me from such a father.
“What about you, Mother?”
The answer did not return.
“Miss!”
Becky screamed Charlotte’s name.
“……My, my throat.”
“Yes.”
“Lower your arm from your throat.”
Charlotte blinked her eyes. It felt like she had had a bad dream, but she couldn’t remember it.
“Are you all right?”
Becky wrapped Charlotte’s throat with a handkerchief. Only then did something sting. The mirror reflected a vivid scratch mark as if it had been scratched.
“What were you thinking? You didn’t hear me calling you.”
“……Why?”
“You scratched your throat with your fingernail. What would you do if it left a scar? Wait, I will bring an ointment.”
Something felt numb. Why had she scratched her throat?
“It’s okay. It’s okay, so be quiet.”
“Our Miss… You’ve become quite strange.”
Becky spread a generous amount of ointment and stomped her feet as if upset.
“I, I will go to the master for a moment.”
Called, Leandro found the bedroom. Aster followed him.
Leandro looked down at Charlotte and gestured for Aster to leave.
“Father, anyway.”
Aster seemed to have the same thought and closed the door behind him.
“Put the signal in the estate. Send the child down.”
We had just adapted to each other, but now it seemed that taking the child away from her biological father was the priority.
(This is a time separator.)
The imperial palace gate was secretly opened.
The emperor’s doctor hastened his trembling steps. The attendants whispered and opened the way.
“Quickly lead him inside.”
The head of the attendants opened the door to the royal chamber.
“The ceremony?”
“None.”
The emperor’s doctor knew best that the emperor’s condition was getting worse.
The emperor slept more and more, and on the days he couldn’t sleep, he suffered from madness.
“Your Majesty. It’s the emperor’s doctor. I am coming in.”
Even if there was no response, he had to announce his entry first as a subject.
The emperor’s doctor laid the convulsing emperor down and quickly lit some medicinal herbs.
A herb that clouded consciousness, its unique smoke was used to put patients to sleep.
“Tsk. When did this start?”
“It wasn’t long ago. I opened the door because it was noisy inside…….”
The breathing continued, though weak.
“Your Majesty is reaching your limit now.”
The emperor did not regain consciousness after that.
(This is a time separator.)
Someone quickly blocked the Windsor gate.
The black horse kicked up a dust storm and stopped, and he jumped off the horse.
“Where is His Lordship?”
“He is waiting inside the residence. Please come in.”
The butler hurried to take the horse’s reins.
The mansion door opened hurriedly, and the servants cleared the way.
Tension was evident on the stiff, frozen faces. The butler swallowed dryly.
He seemed to know why he had come here.
“Has he arrived?”
Leandro was already outside his office, waiting for the man.
“Finally…….”
His long white hair flowed down, and Leandro whispered to himself, as if mocking.
“The time has come for Your Majesty to step down. Call for Charlotte. You all begin preparations to send the child back to the estate. The child will be sent down today.”
The emperor had lost consciousness and fallen into a deep sleep.
His death was slowly approaching, and that meant the hunting grounds would be open.
(This is a time separator.)
Charlotte tapped her forearm with her fingertips. The grandfather had called for Charlotte.
“Miss, the master is looking for you.”
Charlotte took a breath in front of the office door.
“You called for me, Grandfather.”
Leandro, who was seated at his office desk, looked up. His two uncles were there as well.
Charlotte had roughly guessed at this scene.
“Go down to the territory for a while.”
It was Leandro’s command.
“Right away… tend to your body first.”
Leandro leaned back, looking down at his granddaughter.
A child must be held and raised. That sentiment remained.
Even if she wasn’t a threeyearold child,
To the nearly eightyyearold Leandro, the granddaughter was still a child no matter what anyone said.
A trace left by his deceased daughter.
The existence of such a child could never be taken lightly by Leandro.
“His Majesty is not well these days.”
“Is he bothered?”
“Apparently. His life seems to be at its end. We don’t know how much longer he can endure. For now, you should rest and keep an eye on the situation a little longer.”
The emperor’s life is at its end. The chaos that will ensue after this life is over had long been anticipated.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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