“I tried to save the prisoners, and even sent you regular headache pills so you wouldn’t suffer while escaping. I also considered not harming the North’s war effort. But isn’t all of that gone after everything has ended? Will you claim that was the behavior of a prisoner or a spy?”
Brody couldn’t respond. It was all true.
Seeing her turn away, Aidan continued.
“Plus, you saved me twice. You didn’t poison me, and you saved me again today when you could have left me to die. To think I would fall for such words. Do you think I’m a fool?”
He stepped closer, saying so. Unconsciously, Brody stepped back.
“Why, Brody. Why didn’t you kill me?”
He kept advancing until there was nowhere left to retreat.
“Ah.”
When Brody stumbled, Aidan held her and moved her to a safe spot.
“Brody….”
He pressed close to Brody, whispering desperately.
“Tell me the truth.”
Brody bit her lip, head down.
“Are you sure? Ready to hear the truth?”
“…Yes.”
“Alright, I’ll tell you why I didn’t kill you, Your Majesty.”
She slowly lifted her head.
They say that a real lie is 90 percent truth mixed with 10 percent falsehood.
Bracing herself, Brody opened her mouth.
“I liked your face and body, Your Majesty.”
She felt his arm, resting on her back, stiffen.
It was an utterly unexpected answer. Aidan’s eyes widened, and he inhaled sharply, bewildered.
“…What?”
That was all he could stammer out.
Seizing the moment, Brody raised her hand to his collarbone.
He was shirtless, with a blanket wrapped around his waist. Her palm touched his thick pectoral muscle.
She raised her head, leaning into his ear to whisper.
“You do it so well, Your Majesty.”
A flush rushed from Aidan’s earlobes down to his neck.
“Are you disappointed by such a reason?”
Brody giggled.
She surprised herself with her acting ability.
Aidan’s arm, holding Brody, was trembling.
The shock seemed more than a little profound.
“Anyway, that’s all…”
“Is that really it?”
He cut in, asking without turning his head to meet her gaze.
“…Yes?”
Not knowing what the reaction was, Brody asked.
“That…so…did I…do well…?”
“……”
Brody’s eyes blinked quickly a couple of times.
This time, Brody was the one who was shocked.
He asked, sweating profusely.
“I’m…not confident…that I did too poorly or…too rough…that you…well, ahem, not that…really, I’m relieved…”
No, that’s not what he meant to say he was relieved about.
Brody felt defeated.
But he looked so lovely in that state.
It was acting, but as she approached him seductively, her emotions heated up.
“Ah…but it’s not enough to give up freedom.”
Oh, it’s ruined. My bad girl acting is ruined! Stumbling over my words here! I’m spoiling the whole thing myself!
She continued to speak without letting go of Brody.
“Tell me, Brody. Do you dislike me?”
“No, I mean, I like you. Your…body.”
“So, you like it then.”
He pulled Brody towards him, and their bodies pressed together.
“Speak. If you say you hate me clearly, I won’t pressure you any further. How can I ask you to come with me if you say you hate me?”
“Is it okay if it’s just your face and body?”
“Anything’s fine. If I can keep you. That doesn’t seem like a ‘no.'”
“I hate…it!”
“Look into my eyes and say it.”
Aidan pressed his nose close and met Brody’s eyes.
Is this man mad? He seems to have lost his mind.
The sharply defined nose almost touched Brody’s, radiating warmth. The slightly parted lips looked soft and warm on his sharply carved face.
The naturally disheveled black hair contrasted with the sharply falling forehead line, creating an odd sense of sexiness.
Thick and firm eyebrows. The gentle eyes contrasted with the sharp eyes. How could cold glaciercolored sapphires hold such a forlorn energy?
“……”
It was strange. Really, looking into his eyes, she couldn’t say she hated him.
How could this happen? I thought I was a good actress. She sighed in disappointment, rolling her eyes.
The advantage had completely shifted to Aidan.
“Didn’t I say? I’ll do well. Anything I can do.”
He smirked and kissed Brody’s chin.
“Your Highness, really! You’re like a playboy!”
“If being devoted to one person is being a playboy, then do as you like.”
Why are you so sharp all of a sudden?
Brody, in her anger, seemed to be pushing Aidan away by grabbing both his shoulders.
But his body did not flinch.
“If you want to stop, just say one word.”
He whispered in her ear just like she had done earlier.
“Say you hate it.”
“Uh.”
Chills ran down her spine. Brody’s face was already flushed and a mess.
‘Ah, what to do?’
She pouted, but didn’t push him away anymore.
She couldn’t.
How could she resist such a charming warmth? The sensation imprinted on her body, matching his heartbeat, was frantically raising her body temperature. Her mind, already in chaos, was yearning for the ecstasy to come.
How is this man more dangerous when he’s sane than when he’s taken ‘Meshe’?
Brody closed her eyes, feeling the touch of his big hand sweeping up her thigh.
[This is a time separator.]“Umm…”
Brody, who had been asleep, opened her eyes.
The stars were still scattered in the sky.
She kept trying to stay awake, planning to sneak away, but every time she opened her eyes, Aidan was holding her hand tightly.
Waiting for him to let go, Brody kept falling asleep. She tried several times to wake up, but the sluggish fatigue made it difficult to resist sleep.
Waking up again in the middle, Brody found the sleeping man beside her so annoying that she bit his nose.
Then he let out a noise ‘Uhm…’ without opening his eyes and held Brody’s hand even tighter.
She saw that and was so astonished that she laughed.
‘I must be crazy. I find even this appearance lovable.’
Brody thought he won’t wake up anyway, and this time she bit not his nose but his lips.
Then Ian opened his eyes slightly.
“Not sleeping?”
Startled, Brody said, “I am,” and turned her body.
But because of his left hand that was holding Brody’s right hand, she ended up in a position where she was being hugged from behind by him.
Then Ian pulled her into an embrace.
She ended up in a posture where she could not escape at all.
‘I think something is wrong. What should I do…’
That’s when Brody felt a rough breath on her neck.
“Your Highness…!”
“Uhm…”
It looked like not only would she not be able to escape, but she would be knocked out all day tomorrow!
Brody lamented that way, but still tightly held the hand that was holding hers.
Ian smiled and pulled her over her shoulder, carefully meeting her lips with his.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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