As I frantically pulled at my hair in lack of a plan, my eyes caught sight of wine and finger food on the table.
‘This wasn’t here before I went into the bathroom.’
It seemed that the servants had set it up to celebrate our first night while I was bathing.
Hesitating only briefly, I rushed to the table, filled a glass with wine, and downed it in one go. Although I’m not good with alcohol, I drank confidently, recalling a memory from my past life.
[‘Drunk? You don’t have a drinking problem. You just sleep quietly, what kind of drunk is that?’]Weak to alcohol but without any drunken antics!
“Right. I’ll eat and drink to fall asleep quickly.”
After gulping down over half a large wine glass continuously, I soon felt tipsy.
‘The wine doesn’t taste strong, so it must be low in alcohol… Maybe one more glass and I’ll be able to sleep right away?’
With that thought, I unknowingly made an irreversible decision and drank another glass of wine.
Reus, shaking his wet hair, came out of the bathroom. The weighty sound of his steps resonated pleasantly in the quiet bedroom.
Given the silence, it seemed my faux bride, as expected, had fallen asleep first, challenged by many difficulties and embarrassments.
But only a disheveled white duvet lay on the bed.
Drops of water from Reus’s hair fell onto his nightgown with a plinking sound.
After staring at the bed for a moment, Reus removed the towel from his head and turned towards the table. There lay Roel, who should have been on the bed.
And she was sprawled over the table, unable to support herself.
Reus’s eyes naturally drifted to the wine glass.
Clearly clean before he went in, the glass now had remnants of red wine.
‘…She’s drunk.’
Understanding Roel’s state wasn’t too hard. He had known about the heightened tension she felt upon his entry into the room.
Reus approached Roel.
“Roel. Let’s go to bed now.”
“Huh…?”
“You’re drunk, you.”
As the low rumble entered her ears, Roel groggily lifted her head, looking confused.
“Am I… drunk?”
As the low rumble flowed into her ears, Roel clumsily lifted her head, and asked in a casual, friendly manner, uncharacteristic of her usual self.
“Am I… drunk?”
Reus, who had been planning to wake her up and take her to bed, gave up on the idea and instead lifted her in his arms.
Roel was easily lifted like a sheet of paper, too drunk to hold her own. Sighing softly, Reus wrapped her arms around his neck.
Naturally, Roel wrapped her arms around his neck, then gently rubbed her cheek against the nape of Reus’s neck.
“Very warm…”
Because of this, Reus couldn’t take a few steps without stopping.
The unexpected softness and warmth against his usually untouched neck was too unfamiliar, causing him to pause involuntarily.
Perhaps it was the jolting sensation that made Roel briefly open her blurry eyes. She blinked and tilted her head slightly.
Then she stared intently at Reus, almost uncomfortably so.
Reus, momentarily frozen, slightly turned his head to look at his wife. As if she had something to say, she moved her lips hesitantly and then spoke in a drowsy voice.
“But you know…”
“…What is it?”
“Did you… buy it?”
Although it was unclear what she was talking about, she seemed to assume it was something Reus should have known about.
With no clue what she meant, Reus had no answer to give.
With no response coming, Roel furrowed her brows with disappointment and a touch of irritation, then flopped her face onto Reus’s shoulder again, murmuring softly.
“Ya… Why didn’t you buy it…”
It seemed she had decided not just to relax with alcohol, but to indulge. The shift in her manner of addressing Reus from ‘Sir’ to a casual ‘Ya’ was telling.
“Melon… ice cream…”
Half-asleep, she was now looking for ice cream. Reus couldn’t help but let out a laugh at the absurdity.
“Don’t laugh, you. It’s really… annoying when you laugh like that…”
“So, you also have a hobby of insulting people to their faces.”
“No, I don’t…”
As Roel weakly denied, she suddenly giggled.
“But you know…”
“…What is it?”
“Where’s my melon ice cream?”
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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