The saint is said to be the Emperor’s mistress.
From the saint’s perspective, it must have been a way to mock the fact that her husband wasn’t receiving love, but for me, there couldn’t be a more welcome situation.
“We must send them back immediately. It’s a ploy to create bad rumors.”
“Eh? Why send them back? What a waste.”
“Yes, I’ll chase them away right now, even if I have to use a club… What?”
Madame Bertolt was aghast. The maids standing in line next to her were equally stunned.
“I apologize, Your Majesty, but those men are not real doctors. They’re either impostors or apprentice doctors pretending to be real. They’ve been sent with young men to tarnish Your Majesty’s reputation.”
But as the chief stewardess, Madame Bertolt was the first to regain her composure. I glanced at her worried face and shrugged.
“I don’t believe them either.”
“!”
“Just… I think I’ve been living foolishly for too long. I jumped because the Emperor promised to come but didn’t.”
Mentioning the incident made Madame Bertolt’s eyes well up with tears again. I quickly added another line, tired of all the crying.
“So, I’m going to stop doing things for the Emperor’s sake.”
Honestly, I didn’t even know what the Emperor looked like, but I rambled on anyway.
Where in the world would a lion let go of its prey so easily?
Especially when it’s been delivered so prettily wrapped, like a lunch box. Why would I give that up?
And shortly after.
“We are here to bring joy to Your Majesty the Empress!”
I couldn’t hide my disappointment at the line of men standing before me.
‘They’re all just twigs, aren’t they?’
Their exteriors were impressive, but that meant nothing to me. After all, isn’t the face something that fades with age?
And humans age quickly.
‘What I need is vital energy!’
But these men, even if I absorbed their vital energy, would barely extend my life by an hour or two.
Irritated, I gestured towards Derek, who seemed just as displeased as I was.
“Sir Noert.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“How should we drive these men out to upset the saint?”
Now that my mood was spoiled, I wanted to give discomfort to the saint who had sent such a gift.
I thought devilishly, clicking my tongue in dissatisfaction. My fox fur shawl slipped off my shoulders in the process.
Derek, standing behind me, calmly pulled the shawl up before speaking softly.
“How about driving them out with a whip?”
“Hmm, no. That’s not very fun.”
I had just asked for the men to be brought in, and now I was whimsically asking to drive them out, but no one in the room showed any sign of finding this odd.
They simply did as I wished.
Thinking mischievously, my eyes twinkled.
“Strip them all.”
“Your, Your Majesty! Why are you doing this!”
The fake doctors shouted in alarm, but I didn’t care.
“Hmm, and they should be dressed up nicely. Put ribbons in their hair too.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“And once that’s done…”
I sweetly gave orders but then wiped the smile off my face.
“Send them to the Emperor’s palace. Tell them I’m sharing the saint’s gift because it’s too precious just for me.”
Let’s see both of them have a taste of this!
“What did Her Majesty the Empress send?”
“Men, Your Excellency. Exactly seven of them… and their attire is very strange. Some are wearing colorful dresses, others have ribbons in their hair…”
A short while later, at the Emperor’s palace.
Steward Elbert, who had been spending his day perfectly as usual, was suddenly confronted with an utterly bizarre piece of news.
The Empress frequently sends messages to the Emperor’s palace, a routine matter that can be easily ignored. Whether she sends letters through a messenger or gifts like medicine, the Emperor has ordered them to be returned, as he won’t accept them.
Therefore, Elbert’s duty was to ignore whatever communication the Empress sent, pretending not to hear it.
However, there had been no instructions on what to do when ‘people’ were sent as ‘gifts’.
‘The Empress cleverly found a loophole.’
Wiping his forehead with a lavender-scented handkerchief, Elbert pondered for a moment.
The Emperor was resting after attending to state affairs. Bringing up the Empress’s matter would surely be a headache for him.
But the dilemma was short-lived.
A messenger from the Empress’s palace had respectfully bowed and relayed the Empress’s message.
“Her Majesty the Empress said she couldn’t monopolize these precious talents sent by the saint. Concerned about Your Majesty’s health after your strenuous state affairs, she knew there were already excellent physicians in the Emperor’s palace, but still felt compelled to share her gift.”
In essence, it was like saying, ‘Look what your mistress has done.’
‘The Empress has never acted like this before….’
The Empress had a bad temper, but that was confined within her own palace. She was desperate for the Emperor’s attention and had thus turned a blind eye to everything concerning the saint.
Until now.
‘This is beyond my capability.’
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
*
Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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