“Of course, you’re being sincere.”
Esika wrapped her cheeks as if embarrassed, then added shyly,
“Since you’re showing me your true feelings, maybe I should be a bit honest too…”
“……?”
“Actually, I had a bit of a conflict with a guest from the western border.”
“My goodness, really? What happened?”
The countess of Dürenburg’s smile deepened.
“I had a feeling we would get along, princess. Would you mind sharing what happened?”
Druhan whispered to Icar as they left the meeting room.
“Your Majesty, it’s about the princess of Solti.”
As soon as the words “princess of Solti” left Druhan’s lips, a frown crossed Icar’s stern forehead.
“She asked for your opinion on holding a tea party in the imperial garden.”
Recalling the woman who had been orbiting around him like a wasp, Icar felt a surge of irritation.
“What a nuisance.”
War could be declared on Solti for sending a fake princess to deceive Bashuker, but now was not the time.
Soon, the dry season would arrive in Bashuker.
During the rainy season, food had to be stored, and in the dry season, that food had to be consumed while waiting for the next rains.
This was why Icar had signed a three-year peace agreement with neighboring countries.
When he was just a crown prince, Bashuker could keep its situation a secret, as it had minimal interaction with its neighbors.
But with the opening of some diplomatic ties, it was a matter of time before the situation in Bashuker became known.
Unless the fake princess caused any trouble, the plan was to leave her be until the peace agreement expired.
Of course, Solti would be the first to be attacked once the peace agreement ended.
“Your Majesty, should I tell the princess it’s not possible?”
Druhan asked cautiously.
“Do so,” Icar muttered indifferently.
Permission for tea parties and balls had already been granted to other guests in the imperial palace.
Refusing the fake princess’s request would be unfair.
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
As Icar approached his office, the knights who were standing at the door bowed and opened it for him.
Bain, who had been reading some documents, stood up.
“Your Majesty, the construction of the guest rooms is completed.”
“Druhan, what’s on the agenda for today?”
Icar’s inquiry prompted Dehan to rattle off his subsequent schedule.
“Once you have checked all the documents on the desk, you have luncheon with Duke Venderfelt. After that, there’s a brief meeting with the Pravel Chief and Duke Zalts…”
As Icar raised his hand to signal him to stop, Dehan quickly amended the schedule.
“Given proper coordination, about 30 minutes could be freed up.”
Satisfied, Icar nodded, and Dehan asked,
“Then, shall I inquire with Her Grace, Duchess Seiren if the time is convenient?”
“Fine.”
Diverting his gaze from Dehan who was leaving the office, Icar sat down at his desk and began reviewing documents.
Icar was already known for his swift pace at work, but today he was nearly at the speed of light.
It was because he had promised to look around the newly built guest room with Reneb before lunch.
As Icar finished processing the stack of papers on his desk and rose, the heads of Dehan and Bane, who had been stationary at the desk, lifted.
“Your Majesty, are you going to Her Grace, Duchess Seiren now?”
Donning his jacket, Icar turned to face the two and spoke confidently.
“It’s only right for the Emperor to verify in advance that there are no deficiencies in the construction of the guest room.”
Since ascending to the throne, Icar had changed the scenery within the imperial palace quite a bit.
Statues of former emperors that merely occupied space were cornered, replaced by convenience facilities for palace employees and knights.
Various research facilities had also increased within the palace.
True to his pragmatic nature, he had increased facilities that would aid the development of the empire, while discarding things that only served to reminisce about past glories.
All of this seemed reasonable in the eyes of both Dehan and Bane.
However, every time old things were removed from the palace to make room for new buildings, Icar had shown a consistent reaction.
He would meticulously review the architectural plans and materials, but he had never directly visited the completed spaces.
He might glance inside if he was passing by, but this was the first time he was personally inspecting a guest room upon its completion.
Dehan and Bane, both wearing expressions of having much to say, nodded their heads repeatedly like faithful servants.
“Of course! Those responsible for the construction of the guest room would be very proud if you were to personally inspect it.”
“Correct!”
As Icar buttoned the top button of his loosened shirt, Bane seemed as if he was about to follow.
“Go alone.”
Bane responded, his posture awkwardly caught between sitting and standing.
“Yes, Your Majesty. Please go ahead.”
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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