While the three men were discussing preparations for the commander’s absence, a small knock echoed.
An uneasy silence settled into the room.
The eyes of the three men around the table sharply crossed each other.
Knock, knock.
Perhaps feeling the tense silence, the knocking sound became a bit louder.
It wasn’t a door leading to the corridor or a window.
The gaze of the three men initially focused on a specific point on the wall with an engraved pattern.
“I’ll check.”
Dyke naturally moved first.
Among the three, since he was the lowest in rank, he judged that it was appropriate for him to take action.
The moment Dyke clenched the gun handle and started moving towards the wall.
“Stop.”
Aaron reached out and stopped Dyke.
“Step back.”
The feeling wasn’t good.
An intuitive sense that Dyke should not be sent.
Aaron ordered in a low, commanding voice.
“I’ll handle the confirmation.”
Aaron pushed Dyke back and stepped toward the source of the sound.
With every silent step, the untied silk shirt shimmered.
Knock, knock.
Unable to endure that moment, the knocking sound echoed again.
After a brief moment of contemplation, Aaron pushed open the door of the secret passage.
The distinct musty smell emanated from the hidden space.
In the stagnant air, a familiar sweet fragrance permeated.
A cheerful melody like a lullaby mesmerized Aaron’s ears.
“Hello, Commander.”
In the deep darkness of the secret passage, Delia stood.
The moment Aaron met Delia’s blue eyes, his mind went blank.
Her blonde hair, moistened as if she had just bathed, was wet.
A white night dress fluttered around her.
Cute lace adorned her chest and shoulder line.
A wing-like sleeve fluttered with the gentle touch of the hand shaking in a friendly manner.
Quickly scanning Delia, Aaron furrowed his brow.
There was no footwear on the small feet standing on the stone floor.
The shoes that should protect her feet were held in her hands.
This young lady, so fearless.
Aaron sighed roughly, dismissing unnecessary thoughts.
He lightly stroked his neck as if shaking off unnecessary thoughts.
He unbuttoned a couple of buttons on his shirt.
The flickering light seeped through the loosely unbuttoned shirt.
“And…”
Knock, knock.
While the three men were discussing preparations for the commander’s absence, a small knock echoed.
An uneasy silence settled into the room.
The eyes of the three men around the table sharply crossed each other.
Knock, knock.
Perhaps feeling the tense silence, the knocking sound became a bit louder.
It wasn’t a door leading to the corridor or a window.
The gaze of the three men initially focused on a specific point on the wall with an engraved pattern.
“I’ll check.”
Dyke naturally moved first.
Aaron, who whispered softly into Delia’s ear, quickly assessed the situation.
“Colin, Dyke. Today, it ends here. Retreat now. Immediately. Quickly.”
“Yes, Commander.”
The two aides, who sensed the unusual situation, quickly gathered maps and documents.
After a moment of chaotic sounds echoing in the room, the door slammed shut.
Only then did Aaron unfold Delia, whom he had hidden in his arms, smoothing out his furrowed brow.
“No, how did you even think of coming this far?”
Aaron murmured while gently holding Delia.
Delia’s smooth body pressed against Aaron’s chest.
If someone else had seen this indecently intimate scene…
Just imagining it created a dizzying situation.
His arms holding Delia involuntarily tightened.
“What? The command to leave, wasn’t it directed at me?”
“That can’t be. Of course not.”
Only now did Delia, who cleared up the misunderstanding, relax her struggling body.
She leaned against Aaron’s shoulder, smiling faintly.
Feeling Aaron’s cool scent filling her lungs, she buried her forehead in the nape of his neck.
“What’s with this attire, anyway? It’s dangerous to roam around like this.”
The vibrations created by Aaron’s low-pitched voice deeply penetrated her brain.
“Being the princess of Iorenti wandering around, what danger could there be?”
There was no place she hadn’t explored since she was a child.
Even the secret passages known only to the royals were thoroughly investigated by Delia.
Delia found Aaron’s unfounded concern amusing, but she didn’t dislike it.
“But a dignified princess shouldn’t be wandering around like this.”
At Aaron’s pointed remark, Delia, thinking of her mother, leaned more heavily against him.
As she pressed her lips against his chest, she whispered softly.
“What’s with this outfit? It’s risky to be wandering around like this.”
The low, mid-tone voice produced vibrations that seeped deep into her brain.
“I, the princess of Iorenti, am wandering around like this. What could be risky?”
She had explored every nook and cranny since childhood.
Even the secret passages known only to the royals were thoroughly investigated by Delia.
Delia found Aaron’s unfounded concern amusing, but she didn’t dislike it.
“But a dignified princess shouldn’t be wandering aro
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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