Certainly, rumors had circulated that Banetsa had abandoned him and eloped with another man. However, they seemed to get along like a pair of lovebirds.
Given Karaf’s clear denial of the rumors before the ceremony and the current sight of them, the aristocrats gradually changed their opinions, realizing they had misunderstood.
Karaf gently comforted Aisha’s back and whispered, “…It should be fine now. No one will slander the empress. From now on, I’ll take all the criticism.”
Aisha felt a bit hurt. Karaf had requested her to act as if he didn’t love her at all.
She released the hug, softly held Karaf’s face with both hands, and looked into his eyes.
Whether his smile was genuine, a deliberate facade for onlookers, an expression of resignation, or affection, Aisha couldn’t easily discern.
However, one thing was certain; despite being this close, he no longer felt threatening or intimidating.
Amidst the romantic scenery, Karaf wrapped his arms around the back of her head and leaned in with his lips.
Although he didn’t actually kiss Aisha, due to a subtle turn of his head, it appeared to others as if they were sharing a kiss.
As cheers resonated once again, Aisha and Karaf stood closely, gazing into each other’s eyes.
Their breaths were felt right in front of each other’s noses.
Feeling too awkward to look at him up close, Aisha tightly closed her eyes.
Karaf, capturing her face with his eyes one last time, gently stepped back.
“Now it’s time for the empress to extinguish the fire on the phoenix.”
Along with the high priest’s words, a young priest following behind Karaf stepped forward, holding a silver fire extinguisher.
In an instant, a fragrance of flowers that Aisha had never experienced before filled the air. Surprised, she turned her eyes in that direction.
The young priest politely bowed, then slowly raised his head and gazed at Aisha.
In that moment of eye contact, Aisha felt a shiver from head to toe.
Appearing with the strong scent of flowers, the man wore a white robe with a hood. Despite the all-white attire, his silver hair and silver eyes seemed to lack any pigmentation.
If her intuition was correct, this man was… the second flower of the empire.
Aisha was so shocked that she froze in place, but Karaf, who received the bottle instead, didn’t notice.
“Let’s do this together.”
As Karaf turned his gaze again, Aisha quickly regained her composure and nodded.
She feared that if she showed a strange reaction in front of him, Karaf might even kill the man on the spot.
In reality, Karaf searched the monastery like catching mice while looking for Aisha. This was because he thought that Aisha might have secretly headed to the monastery to find another flower. Although the probability of going to the monastery, which was obviously visible from the escape position, was almost nonexistent, he searched the entire monastery with a determination to catch even a straw. And if she managed to find another flower on her own, he had considered eliminating it without anyone knowing. Just as Banetsa had been abducted from the monastery during the Enlightenment ceremony, the monastery was in chaos. The priests were more solemn than usual, paying attention to Karaf’s reactions. Aisha felt sweaty, and her heart pounded, but she calmly concluded the Enlightenment ceremony. As holy water flowed from the fire extinguisher, the butterfly flames fluttering around turned into refreshing water droplets. After finishing the ceremony, Aisha and Karaf stood side by side, clasped their hands over the flower bud altar, and prayed to the deity. Aisha prayed to the deity to help her turn Karaf from the title of a tyrant to that of a saint. After finishing the prayer, Aisha casually glanced at the spot where the second flower had been standing. However, he had disappeared without a trace. Although slightly disappointed, she decided to be satisfied with the confirmation that the second flower existed in the monastery. In the current state of confusion, there was no chance to thoroughly investigate him. Around the monastery, golden powder and flower petals fluttered, blessing the two people. Aisha and Karaf thus engraved their names as a pair of butterflies and flowers in the empire’s history.
Around the monastery, golden dust and flower petals fluttered, blessing the two people. Aisha and Karaf, as a pair of the empire’s butterfly and flower, newly engraved their names in the empire’s history.
After finishing the ceremony, the two of them moved together to the Empress’s Palace. Now, it was the room where they would truly live as the lord and lady of the palace. Aisha walked with a determined expression, but when the door opened, she was surprised by the completely changed appearance of the Empress’s Palace compared to the room where she had stayed before.
Had he been preparing for her return even before she came back to the palace?
The newly redecorated Empress’s Palace was truly dazzling. Standing dumbfounded near the splendid bedroom, Karaf spoke from behind.
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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