But Ren, seemingly indicating that he wouldn’t move until she honestly spoke, even clenched his fists.
“What exactly did you go through?”
Sharti pressed her lips tightly with an awkward expression.
The experience she had in Ashu’s village was not a memory she wanted to recall.
“In history, there was a witch who had your appearance.”
“What do you think you’re brewing in that medicine?!”
People who lumped together beyond suspicion and caution readily resorted to threats with accusations.
At that time, she had been hit significantly by the stones they threw, causing her to bleed.
“At that time, Ashu helped me.”
As compensation, she had received a hefty treatment fee.
While Sharti avoided eye contact here and there, Ren’s expression became increasingly chilly.
“Sha, I’m following you to a village suspected of an epidemic. However, I don’t want to go to a place that doesn’t welcome you just because it’s a closed-off village. At least, as a doctor who deals with lives, Sha, don’t take sacrifices for granted.”
Sharti was relieved by Ren’s stern reaction but was also worried.
As for her, she hoped Ren wouldn’t harbor preconceptions about Ashu’s village.
If he displayed an attitude close to distrust, clashes with the people of Ashu’s village were bound to occur, as predictable as day turning into night.
‘There’s nothing I can do.’
She could only convey the truth as much as possible without revealing too much.
“I’ve been mistaken as a witch because the medicine I made was too effective.”
“…As a witch?”
“Since it’s a village with no contact with the outside, the potions are a bit potent. The personalities and prejudices are quite old-fashioned.”
“…”
Ren had a face that couldn’t grasp the situation at all.
Indeed, the atmosphere of the hidden village could only be understood by seeing and feeling it firsthand.
The surveillance eyes filled with unease left a mark on the skin.
‘I don’t want to recall.’
Being monitored day in and day out, feeling like even breathing the same air was not allowed, was a feeling that couldn’t be described in words.
‘Still, it was more tolerable than the Kriannet royal palace.’
In a space that felt suffocating, Ashu’s village was much better than the atmosphere in the Kriannet royal palace, which seemed to welcome not her presence but death.
The enmity was different in depth and color.
“At that time, the son of the village chief persuaded the villagers. I hope he does the same this time, or something like that. Still, this time might be a bit different.”
“Despite that, it seems like there’s an ulterior motive.”
“An ulterior motive? There’s no way. The villagers are lying ill with a disease.”
“That could be an excuse.”
Ren, feeling uncomfortable for some reason, repeatedly expressed his distrust towards Ashu.
As he reported the seriousness, he glanced at Sharti, who didn’t shy away this time.
Ren, struggling to suppress his sadness, recalled Ashu’s radiant expression. The expression “disgusting” seemed to almost burst out of his mouth.
“I’m going there because they requested help first, and if the issue is resolved or nothing happens, I’ll leave immediately.”
Sharti shrugged her shoulders as if it were no big deal.
Then she continued to move forward.
“Aren’t you worried at all?”
As if indicating a lack of vigilance, Ren grumbled, and Sharti lightly laughed.
“I’m not alone, and you’re coming with me, Ren.”
“…”
“Just in case, I brought a pouch of emergency powder, and if we need to escape, well, I’ll leave it to Ren. After all, Ren is faster at running than I am…”
The words she brought up to reassure Ren became more embarrassing as she spoke, aiming to put his mind at ease.
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
