The gold badge with the noble family’s pattern had many useful purposes. Especially, its usage changed dimensionally when it fell into the hands of someone with a grudge against that noble family.
‘This is also logical.’
Vireta’s eyes, which touched the hilt of her sword, sparkled with a sharp glint.
Thinking of her granddaughter, whom she had to find alone, and the determination she had made, the spark of life wriggled. Since the moment she first saw her grandson, a fire had been kindled again within the ashes that had accumulated in one part of her chest.
“However, why of all things…”
But what bothered her was the existence of Sharty. The fate that had already been caught in the flames of the Empire and flared up was now showing signs of flames heading towards Sharty again.
Vireta let out a deep sigh.
The involvement of Sharty with the Newton nobles might also be logical.
“Now it’s shining brilliantly.”
Suddenly, the memory of the shrewd watchdog who guarded Sharty came to her mind.
Vireta clicked her tongue.
“What should I do?”
Sharty was the one who reaped the fate. So, even though it could be cleared away, she had been watching all along.
However, the connections and destinies entwining around Sharty were becoming more and more troublesome.
Vireta raised her head and looked up at the night sky.
As large clouds gradually covered the moon, the village was engulfed in darkness.
“But darkness is only for a moment…”
Vireta shook off her conscience with a mutter.
Soon, she quietly hid in the darkness. The night was long, and the mission began now.
When all the lights went out, and only dim lanterns lit up the night in the palace, the carriage with the scorpion pattern of Lord Bridend of Bridend passed through the late-night palace gate.
As the carriage arrived in front of the imperial palace, Different Bridend, who had neatly combed his hair, descended.
“Welcome, Lord Marquis.”
The emperor’s chamberlain bowed respectfully, holding a walking stick. In front of him, Different, holding a walker stick, stopped and looked up at the grand imperial palace with a subtle expression.
As Different moved his steps, the chamberlain followed behind him.
The moment Different crossed the threshold of the imperial palace, he clenched his teeth.
“…Is Matapju here?”
Clearly, the interior of the imperial palace, which had not shown a single ray of light when seen from outside, was as bright as daylight.
As soon as he crossed the threshold, only Matapju could create such a sophisticated scene that could confuse reality.
“Yes, that’s correct.”
At the calm response of the chamberlain, Different forcefully pulled down the corners of his lips.
“Oh, he’s here.”
As Different entered the reception room, Matapju, with her long hair tied up, was smiling and shaking hands. The peculiar thing was Matapju’s simple attire. Unlike usual, she was not adorned with intricately crafted magic stones like jewels.
“Welcome, Marquis.”
Seated on the sofa next to Matapju, the emperor already had a wine glass in his hand, suggesting that he had already had a casual drink with Matapju.
Being invited to a situation where one would never share a drink with nobles was not particularly pleasant.
However, Different Bridend was someone who skillfully hid his emotions.
“I greet Your Majesty, the owner of the splendid honor.”
“For now, have a seat.”
Although the emperor did not recommend wine out of courtesy, as soon as Different sat down, the emperor turned his gaze to Matapju.
“Yes, Matapju has called the Marquis here as she wishes, so please speak.”
“…”
It was not the emperor but Matapju’s call, and Different also looked at Matapju.
Matapju, with a leisurely gesture, brushed her bangs behind her ear and looked at Different.
“Oh, I found a land I want.”
It was an abrupt start, but Different had a suspicion.
[If we form an alliance with our Newton Empire and support the war, under the authority of the Marquis, we will grant the land Matapju wants regardless of imperial law. However, if it is a noble’s territory or the size of the land exceeds a certain scale, the process becomes complicated.]“So, where is it? I’m curious about the land Matapju chose, so I’ve been waiting, drinking.”
“…”
At that moment, as Different met eyes with Matapju, he blinked his eyebrows with a somehow ominous feeling.
Before Different could guess his answer, Matapju turned to the emperor with a cheerful face.
“Please grant me a mountain that touches the northeastern border, Your Majesty.”
“…”
Blood vessels appeared in Different’s hand, which was on the handle of the walking stick, raised by the emperor’s command.
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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