Beautiful looks were Esika’s pride, and she had no intention of overlooking Renebv, who tarnished that pride.
“Preemptive attack is the best defense.”
Born into nobility, Renebv, who had never experienced hardship, immediately felt joyful imagining humiliation and disgrace.
“Where shall we go, Princess?”
Just then, the coachman’s voice came from the front.
“Count Jaltz’s estate.”
“Yes, we’ll set off now.”
The carriage carrying Esika left Count Dürenburg’s estate and began to head toward Count Jaltz’s.
The carriage soon stopped in front of a grand, luxurious mansion.
The next person Esika planned to court after Countess Dürenburg was Count Jaltz.
Count Jaltz was a young man with handsome features who had shown consistent interest in Esika.
Though he couldn’t quite measure up to Ikar, a kiss seemed entirely possible.
“Welcome, Princess.”
Upon disembarking, Esika was met with bows from the servants of Count Jaltz’s household.
At first, their greeting felt very unfamiliar.
However, having visited Count Jaltz’s estate multiple times, she had gotten used to it.
Moreover, every time she visited, she felt like the most special person in the world, which made her happy.
Esika greeted them with a bright smile and walked into the mansion.
“I’ve been waiting just for you, Princess. You are as radiant as always, brightening the whole mansion.”
Count Jaltz said, lightly kissing the back of Esika’s hand and smiling warmly.
His gaze toward Esika was incredibly sincere.
Yet, Esika responded with an innocent face, feigning ignorance.
“I hope I’m not taking too much of your valuable time, Count.”
“Not at all.”
Count Jaltz added, bowing deeply.
“If I can be with the beautiful Princess, I can make time no matter what.”
“That eases my mind…”
Armed with a killer smile, Esika gently stroked Count Jaltz’s arm.
The close physical contact seemed to have an effect; a glint appeared in Count Jaltz’s eyes.
Though slightly creeped out by his lecherous gaze, Esika calmly parted her lips.
“Actually, there is someone bothering me at the palace. I can’t sleep or eat because of them…”
Esika trailed off, letting her gaze drop despairingly.
Count Jaltz, who had been searching for words, changed his expression to a serious one.
“Please tell me. I would be pleased to assist you, Princess.”
“I knew speaking with you was the right choice…”
For quite a while, Esika dramatized her situation to Count Jaltz as favorably as she could.
Finally, she heard the answer she wanted from Count Jaltz.
“I’ll take care of that for you.”
Hiding her joy, Esika smiled pitifully yet beautifully.
Renebv planned to have a slightly early lunch followed by tea.
A servant came into the guest room at that moment.
“His Majesty requests your presence. Are you available?”
Why had Ikar suddenly asked to see her?
Renebv lowered her gaze momentarily before answering.
“Let him know I will visit.”
“Yes.”
After the servant left, and shortly before her planned departure, Kieren asked her,
“Lady, are you going out just like that?”
Renebv brushed her cheek lightly.
“I plan to. Why?”
Is there a problem?
“Miss, wait a moment.”
Amber grabbed Renebv’s wrist and led her to the console.
Renebv looked at her reflection in the mirror. Nothing seemed particularly odd.
However, Kieren and Amber seemed to think otherwise.
“Lady, I’ll add a little perfume.”
Kieren began to apply the aromatic oil he’d taken from a drawer to Renév’s hair, while Amber brought over a box of jewelry.
“Miss, how about this? Or perhaps this one?”
“Do I really need all of this just for a conversation with His Majesty…”
Kieren immediately retorted.
“You are meeting the Sun of the Empire, His Imperial Majesty. Shouldn’t you be appropriately adorned?”
It wasn’t an incorrect statement.
Before her regression, every time Renév met Lucius, she had put considerable effort into her appearance, even though he was simply the husband she lived with.
“Miss, perhaps you should change your dress as well? The jewelry doesn’t really match what you’re currently wearing.”
“Agreed, My Lady.”
Amber and Kieren took hold of Renév’s arms and shook her.
In the end, Renév succumbed to their enthusiasm and changed into a more dazzling dress.
Yet, Kieren and Amber still took their time dressing up Renév even more.
Already tired before leaving the house, Renév spoke a bit sternly.
“This should be sufficient to meet His Imperial Majesty.”
Their steps halted as they held various pairs of shoes and pieces of jewelry.
Feeling awkward, Amber and Kieren stepped back, and Renév turned away.
“I’ll be going now.”
As she left, greeted by Amber and Kieren, a servant was waiting for her.
“Allow me to guide you.”
Renév and the servant headed to the emperor’s reception room deep within the palace.
“Your Majesty, the Countess of Siren has arrived.”
At D’Han’s voice, Ikar diverted his gaze from his documents.
He then went to the mirror to check himself.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
