Escort?
Reneb’s eyebrows twitched slightly.
“…Is the escort by Emperor Bashuker’s command?”
“Of course, it must be.”
He did not seem to want to reveal his status as the Emperor. Reneb decided to play along and opened her mouth.
“Then you are quite rude. How dare you talk down to me, whom the Emperor has entrusted with escorting?”
When Reneb questioned him, Icar spoke nonchalantly.
“Feel free to speak casually.”
…Is that allowed?
Reneb thought of a few scenarios that could occur later.
For example, if the Emperor in front of her is the type whose actions do not match his words?
If he had an authoritative personality like Lucius, she felt it would be difficult to deal with the aftermath once his identity as Emperor was revealed.
“By the way. Your master must have designated the 1st Princess.”
“That’s right.”
“But suddenly I volunteered to go instead. Does the Emperor of Bashuker know about this?”
Reneb’s eyes widened at Icar’s expression, as if to ask what the problem was.
“…He already knew.”
“Of course. It was also very interesting. That day, it seemed like the Empress wanted to propose marriage between you and the 3rd Prince.”
It meant that he knew the situation of the Paradium royal family very well.
Icar, slowly stroking his chin, continued.
“You must have hated the 3rd Prince very much. To the point of biting your lips.”
Could it be…
“Were you here earlier today?”
Icar nodded, and Reneb’s eyes widened further.
“You saw it all?”
“That part was unintended. I’m sorry.”
Icar apologized briefly.
With so many things to say, Reneb was at a loss for words.
‘Has the situation changed from before… Why?’
Icar had visited Paradium only twice. Officially.
The first was to see the 1st Princess for a peace treaty, and the second was when Reneb was crowned Empress at the founding ceremony.
And he had sneaked into the postscript?
“The Emperor of Bashuker seems to have a keen interest in the Paradium royal family.”
Reneb hit the nail on the head, and Icar, who had been stroking his chin, took a step towards her.
With a slightly loose black shirt and black pants, his outfit felt more like a mercenary than an Emperor.
But still, Reneb’s shoulders stiffened and her toes naturally curled due to his unique aura.
“Of course. Don’t we need to know each other well to avoid major turmoil?”
Icar spoke like a pacifist, but Reneb knew the future. That he was a warmonger and killer, devouring neighboring countries one by one.
“But is that your usual attitude?”
Icar stared intently at Reneb with his arms crossed.
“…?”
“I’m curious if you treat a mere escort like this.”
Reneb’s mouth shut tightly.
Since she had introduced herself as a mere escort, it was proper to treat him accordingly. But knowing that he was the Emperor, she couldn’t be disrespectful.
“I can’t ignore an escort appointed directly by the Emperor.”
“Of course, I’m the only one you can rely on once you cross the border.”
Rely on? The Emperor of an enemy country?
When Reneb’s expression changed slightly, Icar continued.
“…Your Highness? Why the face?”
Reneb’s mouth opened slightly as she quickly searched for an excuse.
It seemed that she had misjudged him by thinking he wasn’t a tyrant, since he had returned the Princess safely after the promised three years.
“It’s getting late. I should return to the mansion.”
Reneb turned to leave, trying to escape the situation.
“You seem to be leaving tomorrow, according to the atmosphere.”
Reneb’s steps halted at Icar’s words, spat out as she tried to pass by.
“Did you enter the mansion as well?”
Icar shrugged his shoulders silently. It seemed like a sufficient answer.
On the other hand, Reneb was only horrified inwardly.
“Breaking into a residence without permission, how can he be so confident?”
But she could not utter those obvious words out loud.
A man who had invaded the Duke of Seiren’s residence without anyone knowing. What if she touched his mind and got killed without anyone knowing?
She would have been the only one at a loss. She had not just died a few days ago.
Now was the time to be careful.
“I plan to leave before the sun rises.”
“Indeed.”
Icar nodded.
As Reneb was walking towards the mansion, she stopped and asked,
“But where have you been all this time?”
Icar raised his index finger and pointed up.
‘Could he have been in the tree all along? The emperor of the empire?’
Reneb identified Icar as a man with an easygoing yet highly active nature, not befitting his noble status.
(This is a time separator.)
As soon as Reneb entered the mansion, the Duke of Seiren asked,
“Where have you been alone at this late hour, Reneb?”
The Duke of Seiren seemed to have just returned from the palace, dressed in uniform.
“Didn’t His Highness the Prince visit the mansion during the day?”
Patrick, who was beside her, raised his voice. Reneb let out a soft sigh and said,
“Shall we, talk?”
Throughout the journey to the drawingroom and upon arrival, Patrick kept chirping,
“He tried to forcibly kiss you!”
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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