Holding hands with the emperor, pretending to be a false enemy.
It was a tempting offer. There was no better power than to pretend to be each other’s enemies and control the situation as needed. It wasn’t an official position, but it was the highest place one could reach without being affiliated with the imperial family.
But the opponent had to be the emperor, as cunning as a snake. He couldn’t be trusted. There must be some other trick.
In the end, Bake shook his head roughly.
‘I don’t trust the emperor, that guy.’
Was he boasting that he was the son of a glamorous mother? His actions were not ordinarily cunning.
To begin with, wasn’t it because of his cunning tricks that the owner of the throne changed right before his nose?
‘If only he had ascended to the throne, this wouldn’t have happened.’
Although he had lost in the fight for the throne, there were limits to being a fake. Someday, the opportunity would come again to the real owner of the empire.
The problem was that waiting for that day, which may never come, also gradually reached its limit.
Bake pressed his forehead against the throbbing headache.
He couldn’t trust the emperor, but he couldn’t keep pouring meaningless water either.
It was a single defeat, but the damage was too great. The man who had lost his base of support and even his flesh and blood as a result of the defeat became more cautious than necessary.
While the man was saving himself, Calix roamed the battlefield as if he had several lives, growing his power, and the emperor was solidifying his power day by day, pulling such Calix.
Perhaps, waiting for the owner of the empire to change, his funeral might come faster.
‘Or maybe, even now, no! What am I thinking right now? I’m crazy.’
Bake was surprised at the sudden thought and shook his head. Even though no one was watching, his heart was throbbing.
“…Damn.”
Bake looked around and then buried his face in his knee, tearing his hair.
Now, when people said the Earl of Creighton, they thought of Bake Creighton. But that was just a nice facade.
No one knew better than Bake himself.
That huge mansion wasn’t entirely his.
The title of a prestigious family, a beautiful wife, and an enormous fortune that no one could surpass. Sweet opportunities were not given easily.
The support given as the price of the opportunity remained as a record and became a leash that held his life. If those records were revealed to the world, everything he had enjoyed so far would become bubbles.
He must not forget that.
‘Don’t think about unnecessary things, and sort them out one by one. First of all, get rid of Margaret, and to Riviana…’
Speaking of which, what should I say to her?
With his head full of confusion, he had forgotten about Riviana.
Bake wiped the cold sweat from his palm on his thigh and leaned his forehead against the window. Today was the first day he hoped the carriage wouldn’t arrive at the mansion.
[This is the time separator]Luzen closed the curtains, watching the departing carriage of Creighton. When he turned around, Margaret, whose eyes were flushed red, was sitting on the floor.
Luzen bent his waist with a smile on his lips.
Margaret, who was close, hurriedly lowered her head to resist, but it was meaningless to resist with her mouth covered with cloth and her hands and feet tied.
“Are you crying? How pitiful.”
“Eup, eup! Eup!”
Startled by the warmth of a stranger, Margaret’s trembling grew worse.
“Why are you so shaky? Am I scary?”
Margaret flinched and huddled at the approaching hand. There was nowhere to run.
“Well, it must be scary to have someone who ties you up like this and says this.”
“Uh, ooh…!”
“I apologize. In case the lady takes rash actions, it would be difficult for me.”
Margaret blinked at the touch of a man in gloves stroking the corner of her eye in a circular motion. The man’s hand was soft as it was wrapped in a soft cloth.
The moment she realized this, the pressure that had been choking her mouth disappeared.
“Ah…”
Margaret stared blankly at the cloth that fell to the floor in tatters. Suddenly, what had been blocking her mouth was gone.
Even so, she didn’t dare to speak first. The small space prepared next to the Emperor’s office was prepared for the man in front of her.
This place was the perfect domain of the emperor.
Margaret swallowed her weeping moans. She tried to calm herself, but she couldn’t erase the feeling of being cooked and ready to be eaten. More than anything else, the emperor himself was smiling as if he was looking forward to the feast.
“I won’t eat you, so don’t be too upset. If I wanted to harm the lady, I would have done it already.”
“…….”
“Moreover, am I not the benefactor of the Duchess? I rescued the Duchess that the Duchess of Creighton had hidden away. Didn’t I?”
Lu Zen sought agreement, but to Margaret, it felt more like coercion. Margaret just stiffly nodded her head with a pale, sickly expression.
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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