“Rumor has it he’s a tremendous drunkard.”
“And without a sober mind, he’s an absolute hooligan, right?”
“Didn’t he completely wreck the hotel lobby? Several staff members were even hospitalized.”
“For a herbivorous male, he should be more gentle. That’s a decent hotel, but its reputation will plummet now. We’ll have to look for another place.”
Before attending the Victory Celebration, the young ladies had already shared this information.
Unaware of this, the Count tried to lighten the mood with a joke.
“Those returning from the barbarian lands have been there so long, they might have picked up some bad habits. Hahaha.”
His remark instantly chilled the atmosphere around him.
Even the most oblivious would know better than to say such a thing about the evening’s main guests.
This is why provincial nobles just don’t get it.
A capital noble, quick to adapt, changed the subject.
“But it’s a relief, isn’t it? I heard the Emperor opened the city gates early for the punitive force.”
“Oh, yes. The Victory Celebration was so close, I was worried too.”
The nobles agreed, nodding their heads.
The previously frosty air gradually warmed up. The Count, realizing his joke didn’t land, tried to join the conversation with a disappointed look.
“Is that so? That’s fortunate.”
Such cluelessness.
The Countess, observing her husband’s bumbling manner, almost facepalmed.
Countess Delsi laughed and pushed Titie forward.
“The Emperor is a just and noble ruler of the empire. To have his name appear on Titie! The silver wolf and the white deer, what a perfectly matched pair of destiny, right, Titie?”
The Countess patted Titie’s shoulder.
Blushing, Titie nodded and then spoke up.
“Actually… I requested the Emperor to allow the punitive force into the capital.”
“Really? Is that true?”
A young lady, who had been anxious about the punitive force, asked in surprise.
Titie nodded, and everyone around admired her thoughtfulness.
“You are so considerate. That’s amazing.”
“It’s nothing much. I just wished that those who brought glory to the empire would be treated fairly, so I persuaded the Emperor.”
Titie lowered her eyes modestly, as if embarrassed by the attention.
Her gentle demeanor won cheers from everyone.
The consort, who was previously thought to be arrogant, seemed different now.
Thanks to Titie, the Count’s faux pas was quickly forgotten.
Levroga, watching Titie with Sephia, asked suspiciously,
“Is that true?”
“No.”
Sephia could say for sure.
It was she who had opened the eastern gate, not Titie.
Even now, Titie was creating a false narrative with an innocent face.
Levroga gasped in shock, revealing her feline claws.
“My goodness. She’s a complete beast.”
The sight of her neatly groomed nails turning into weapons was incongruous.
Levroga was about to explode in outrage.
“What are you talking about?”
Incredulous, Titie and others turned their gaze to the source of the voice.
There stood a red-haired knight.
It was Groer Chet, the chief of the punitive force.
The coyote Therianthrope, with a lean frame, held a plate stacked with steaks as if performing a trick.
He deftly pulled a steak from the top and chewed heartily.
His carnivorous nature slightly revealed itself, making his canines appear threatening as he moved his mouth.
After swallowing the steak, he spoke.
“It’s strange. It was the Empress who opened the city gates. Isn’t that right, Roxan?”
Groer’s gaze was directed towards the Duke, the main guest of the Victory Celebration.
The Duke watched the source of the rumor with an expressionless face.
Titie flinched and then forced a smile. Ignoring her, the Duke turned to mention Sephia.
“Yes, it’s all thanks to the Empress.”
Groer responded to the Duke’s comment.
“It wasn’t just opening the gates. The Empress provided accommodations for the entire duration of the Victory Celebration. Imagine the horror of having to sleep on the streets after returning from a tough campaign. What could be worse?”
The capital, as well as the palace, was bustling due to the Victory Celebration.
With the influx of people from the provinces, finding accommodations was nearly impossible.
The Empress had opened up empty palaces for the punitive force to stay.
The knights not only rested comfortably there but also enjoyed the food and services provided by the servants sent by Sephia.
“How long it’s been since I bathed in hot water.”
“Yes, this is what they call real cooking!”
It was a much-needed rest after more than a decade, so delightful that there were requests to skip the Victory Celebration and stay in the palace.
Groer was among those who felt this way.
After Groer’s remarks, the Duke turned around.
Roxan’s gaze found Sephia.
He saluted her.
“Everyone who couldn’t attend here is grateful to the Empress.”
Following this, Groer and all the knights at the celebration expressed their gratitude to Sephia.
It was a wave of salutes.
The punitive force’s show of respect to Sephia wasn’t just for providing accommodations.
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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