Sure. If you take medicine and sleep with it, it’s a sure cure for insomnia.
Karaf poured a large amount of medicine into his mouth with alcohol and answered.
“But it’s really not good for your health.”
He smiled in satisfaction.
“Nabi’s nagging is nice to hear, but let me slide just for today. Didn’t we not get to drink leisurely at the flower party because some dung fly interrupted us?”
Asha clicked her tongue at the description of the assassin as a ‘dung fly.’
But she had nothing to say as she recalled the day when she had poured the liquor bestowed by the emperor on the floor.
Karaf poured a dark red wine into the wine glass, which felt like his aura.
The whole room was soon filled with the scent of wine and flowers.
Asha discreetly glanced at him and clinked glasses.
Together with the resounding sound of glass, they sat facing each other, tilting the wine glasses to their lips.
Watching him gulp down the wine like water, Asha slightly lowered her glass and stared blankly at him.
Suddenly, a trickle of wine that had flowed from the glass ran down his neck.
It was then that Asha reached out to hand him a napkin.
Karaf lightly grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward himself.
Asha, surprised, leaned on his chest and looked up at him.
His red eyes were mysteriously gazing down at her.
It was a languid yet strange look, as if she knew what he was thinking yet didn’t know at all.
Gradually, a tense tension was tightly drawn in the room.
Drinking the flowerscented wine, Asha felt as if the drunkenness was suddenly rising in her body.
But then,
“Ah……!”
Karaf suddenly picked her up.
“Your Majesty, what is this……! Please put me down!”
Asha struggled in his arms, but her strength was very weak compared to his strong arms.
“Alright, I’ll put you down.”
Karaf slyly carried Asha to his bed and gently laid her down.
Asha looked up at him with anxious eyes.
“Why are you looking at me with those eyes? It looked like you were sleepy from drinking, so I kindly brought you to my bed.”
“……I don’t need that kind of kindness.”
Asha turned her gaze away, trembling.
Her marriage with him in her previous life was not a good memory. If she could avoid it, she wanted to avoid it at any cost.
“Phew…… It’s a little hot after drinking.”
Karaf took off his robe, plonk.
Asha, startled, backed away to the end of the bed and covered her body with a blanket.
Karaf glanced at her reaction and chuckled.
“Why are you suddenly avoiding me? Are you afraid I’ll do something to you?”
He leaned over and asked close by. His red eyes shone like rubies through his black hair.
Asha, enveloped in an inexplicable mood, whether it was drunkenness or something else, mumbled in despair without knowing what she was saying.
“That is, I have never, with an outsider, in one bed……”
Karaf stopped at her words.
Asha could not finish her sentence as shame overwhelmed her.
She pulled the blanket up to her neck and turned to lie down, but behind her, a somewhat hesitant voice was heard.
“Is it your……first time?”
“…….”
To be honest, it was not the first time with him, but since she had regressed, it was the same as the first time.
So Asha didn’t bother to answer, but her silence was clearly conveyed to him as an affirmation.
Karaf, disconcerted, muttered to himself.
“I thought, since you were talking about body language at the ballroom, you…….”
He closed his mouth, cutting off his words.
‘……A butterfly approaches a flower using body language.’
Now it seemed that what he had said back then had caused a misunderstanding.
Karaf, trying to tease her, had ended up embarrassing himself.
Soon, the atmosphere had turned irrevocably awkward.
But pheromones were gushing out of him again.
It was not his will, but his body, wanting to become one with the butterfly, emitting it on its own…….
Again, as he scattered pollen, Asha sneezed without knowing.
Karaf quickly backed away from her.
For a long time, Asha was silent, fearing what he was thinking, but she did not look back.
It seemed better not to know.
But if she had seen his expression behind her, she would not have been able to keep her mouth shut.
Karaf was wearing a very happy and excited expression at the fact that he was Banetssa’s first man.
When he realized that she really had nothing to do with that man, who was the leader of Likaon, it felt as if his tight chest had opened up with a ‘pop.’
Embarrassed, the sight of Asha lying turned away without an answer seemed even more charming and lovely to his eyes.
Karaf tried to speak calmly.
“……Don’t worry. I’ll wait until you’re officially Banetssa. I’ve been waiting so eagerly for the butterfly, this waiting is nothing.”
His throat seemed suddenly dry, and he picked up the wine glass and gulped it down again.
“I’ll try harder to be the man you like by the time of the comingofage ceremony.”
Wondering what was really going on, Asha opened her eyes.
He’ll try to become a man I like…….
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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