“Long time no see, Calix. It was already a difficult face to see, but it seems even more challenging these days.”
“…….”
“Is it just me, or does your expression look more menacing than usual? Or is there another reason?”
“You already know.”
“All I know is that the awaited gift didn’t arrive.”
Like a child who didn’t receive a birthday present, Luzen pouted. Despite his playful tone, his eyes revealed a sense of irritation.
Calix, aware of Luzen’s gaze, calmly spoke without any urgency, “There were traces left behind.”
“If that’s the case, I’ve seen enough of those traces already. And every time I fall asleep, I think about it. Ah, I wish you had moved a little faster.”
“…….”
“Did you handle your business well? Was it a very busy affair?”
Luzen’s eyes penetrated with intensity. Calix remained composed, meeting the gaze squarely.
“If it bothered you so much, couldn’t you have used someone else?”
“At least it would have been nice if you had given some explanation. If I said I was a fool in love, you would have gladly overlooked it this time.”
“Anyway, we couldn’t catch them.”
“Why?”
“That day, the castle’s forces didn’t move.”
“So?”
Luzen’s eyebrows, which had been raised, subtly trembled a bit and then lowered slightly. Calix recalled Bake, who seemed anxious, and tilted his head.
“The forces were being used elsewhere and couldn’t be spared. His residence had already been relocated at that time.”
“And?”
Luzen’s raised eyebrows twitched slightly. Calix continued, “If several people had moved, it would have been noticed.”
“Within the castle, we found secret passages. Judging by the separate passage, he likely used it to escape.”
“In that short time, where did you find the secret space?”
“On the floor plans, there were no apparent issues, but when we traced the routes, we found an incongruous space. We checked and discovered a separate area.”
“Where did you get the floor plans?”
“After leaving, I didn’t organize anything. Apart from the knowledge of the secret space, there was no gain.”
“From Lady Creighton, the marchioness?”
Ignoring the intentionally ignored question, Luzen opened his triangular eyes. It was somewhat distasteful that they had whispered only between the two of them.
“However, I found something useful elsewhere.”
“Something useful?”
The firmness in Luzen’s eyes softened.
“It seemed there was already a crack between them.”
“Are you sure?”
“I found records about him in the castle.”
“Did I intentionally create something that could be a problem in the future?”
Luzen’s eyebrows now settled into place. A smile spread across his lips.
“Perhaps to prepare for any unforeseen circumstances.”
“In other words, betrayal in different words.”
“…….”
“So, by the way, did you bring it?”
Luzen extended his hand with a sly look in one eye. Calix handed over the records brought from the castle without saying a word.
“I’m looking for you for this taste. Even if you act gruff, handling tasks is as perfect as ever.”
“There’s no information about the next destination.”
“Not necessarily good news or bad news, it seems.”
Luzen quickly unfolded the record. While checking the contents, he was now even humming a tune.
Even if there was no destination, one thing became certain.
Felt no longer trusted Bake enough to inform him of the destination. And that meant, finally, Felt had come out beyond Creighton’s fence.
“Calculate the time from when the forces moved. Considering the time back and forth, you can get an approximate distance. Ah, of course, you have to allow for a generous margin of error. Maybe he sped up like a calf with a fire at its tail, running away.”
“…….”
“Or, like this time, he might have taken a position pretending to be nearby.”
No matter how deeply one hides, if you pull out the roots, eventually, you can only pop out. Luzen laughed brightly enough for his teeth to show and handed over the records. The discontent that had filled the room just a while ago had long disappeared.
“I wonder what kind of reaction I’ll get if I let it slip that I got hold of this. Even if I think about it, it seems like too precious a story for me to be the only one who knows.”
“If you seem to do that, I intentionally didn’t touch anything other than the records.”
“What? Were you planning to pass the responsibility from the beginning?”
Luzen squinted his eyes. Despite the warm gaze, Calix’s expression remained unchanged.
“Tell me honestly, Calix. Where did you plan this from? In fact, you already know where your brother is, don’t you?”
“…….”
“By the way, if you keep silent, I won’t cooperate either.”
Luzen puffed up his chest as if he were boasting about his courage.
“It seems that you, a precious and hard-to-see person, came looking for me only when you needed me.”
Although a displeasing expression appeared on Calix’s face, Luzen paid no attention and only shone his eyes. Calix let out a long sigh before finally opening his heavy mouth.
“Lord Creighton’s wife was kidnapped by him.”
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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