‘But…’
Earl Regency, who had long been involved in Solti’s politics, had a different intuition.
He strongly felt that somehow the third prince would surpass the other princes and ascend to the throne.
On the occasion of the emperor’s birthday, the palace kitchen was busier than usual. Firewood was thrown into the furnace as if drying, and the chefs were sweating profusely, tirelessly preparing food.
Some were even complaining that they’d like to borrow a cat’s paws, that’s how busy they were.
As soon as the chef produced food, a neatly uniformed servant was busy carrying food and drinks to the banquet hall.
Among dozens of beautifully plated dishes, Reneb picked up and ate a finger food made of salmon and vegetables.
The ingredients were fresh, and the crispy texture was exquisite. Naturally, Reneb’s lips curled up in satisfaction.
If it were like before, she would have been dealing with nobles from Paradium or royalty from other countries until late at night, but now there was no need for that.
As a guest who had to be entertained, Reneb sampled a few more prepared dishes without concern for others.
Just then, a long shadow was cast over Reneb’s face. A pleasing bass voice soon penetrated her ear.
“So this is where you are.”
Icar, who always wore a dark blue uniform like a messenger of death, was unusually dressed in white today.
The bright color scheme, which one would think wouldn’t suit Icar, fit him very well.
He looked like a prince with a good temperament.
Reneb, who found her own thoughts amusing, absentmindedly looked at Icar’s sleeve.
The sleeves, embroidered in a pale purple that felt like an artisan’s touch, resembled the color of the dress Reneb was wearing.
‘Could it be?’
Reneb’s eyes widened slightly.
It was a method commonly used by nobles to subtly reveal that they were in a romantic relationship.
Matching the design or color of clothing, or even the accent jewelry.
Naturally, memories of the day she declared she would go to Bashuker as a substitute for the princess came to mind.
The empress had tried to publicly declare that Lucius and Reneb were in a romantic relationship, without even asking for Reneb’s consent.
Moreover, Lucius was wearing clothes in the same color as Reneb, as if he had somehow found out in advance.
Because of the memories of that time, a sense of unease arose.
However, Reneb quickly shook it off.
It didn’t seem like Icar, who behaved as he pleased, would unilaterally do something without Reneb’s consent.
And he didn’t seem to have the meticulous personality to match the details.
‘…It won’t be.’
Renebve belatedly realized she was staring blankly at Ikar, a lapse in decorum especially in such a formal setting.
To make amends for her mistake, she greeted him as elegantly and respectfully as possible.
“The Sun of the Empire greets you.”
Ikar just stared back at her, not even blinking, almost as if his soul had left his body.
“Your Majesty?”
Renebve gently nudged Ikar out of his reverie.
“This is, really… a big problem.”
Ikar scowled deeply, spitting out the words.
At first, she thought he might be in a bad mood, but that didn’t seem to be the case.
Perhaps he was so pleased that he didn’t know how to express it?
Suppressing something, Ikar soon let out a sigh as if he were in pain.
“Ha…”
Renebve couldn’t quite read Ikar’s puzzling attitude but still ventured to ask.
“Your Majesty, what big problem? What’s going on?”
Aware of his surroundings, Ikar carefully shook his head.
“No, it’s nothing. Sorry to interrupt your meal, but could you come outside with me for a moment?”
“Of course, Your Majesty.”
As Renebve readily answered, relief washed over Ikar’s face.
“?”
Ikar offered his arm to a puzzled Renebve. As it was common etiquette for a gentleman to escort a lady, Renebve accepted and linked arms with Ikar.
A middle-aged noble approached them as they moved towards the center of the hall and offered his respects along with congratulatory words.
“Emperor, I wish you a happy birthday.”
“Thank you for the congratulations.”
Ikar briefly exchanged pleasantries with him.
“But, Your Majesty, who is this person beside you?”
“Introduce yourself. This is Lady Seiren from Paradium.”
The middle-aged noble kissed Renebve’s hand and offered formal praise.
“Ah, it’s an honor to meet you. You are truly beautiful.”
“It is an honor to meet you.”
Renebve lightly exchanged greetings with him.
After that, Renebve spent some time mingling with the nobles of Bashuker alongside Ikar.
‘Come outside for a moment?’
At first, she thought it was a coincidence.
But when coincidences pile up, they become inevitabilities.
“Your Majesty, may I have a moment?”
Renebve stopped Ikar as he was about to approach another noble.
“What is it?”
“Would it be okay if I stepped out to the powder room for a moment?”
Ikar looked at Renebve with a slightly difficult expression but soon nodded.
“Alright.”
Renebve curtsied while holding her dress and then quickly left the hall.
‘She’s leaving like this?’
Renebve looked back at the great hall, furrowing her brows.
‘He’s quite the cunning strategist.’
Right now, Ikar had been introducing Renebve to Bashuker’s influential nobles. And that too while wearing clothes of a similar hue, though not overtly obvious.
Anyone perceptive would have caught on to Ikar’s intentions.
The implication being made was that this woman was the future empress.
So the correct action for Renebve was to leave.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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