Elisias.
She was a woman living a ordinary life in a village separated from the capital.
‘Although her appearance was not ordinary.’
With a beautiful appearance, there were always those who made inappropriate advances.
An incident where a lord, infatuated with her, asked her to become his concubine was an example.
On the night when the lord had made advances, the twins secretly infiltrated the lord’s mansion.
‘And… the lord’s…’
The rest was omitted.
Anyway, Elisias’ appearance was half a year earlier than in the original.
‘The point where she was marked as a saint was at least after early summer of the next year.’
It was after meeting the twins and Kashar.
After healing Kashar, she awakened her sacred power. My memory was accurate.
I muttered while reading the newspaper.
“Is this really true news?”
To announce the appearance of a saint right after the revelation of the temple’s financial corruption.
It felt suspicious.
‘I want my donation back!’
The donation from Olleros was huge, and the thought that it had all been used for the remodeling of the temple made me feel bitter.
And now they were asking for more money.
It was clear they were worshiping gold, not the goddess of light.
‘Well, whether it’s true or fake, I’ll find out later.’
After the official announcement of Elisias being marked as a saint, she was obligated to attend the Empire’s congratulatory party.
There, she would give blessings to the emperor and display her sacred power, gaining widespread recognition within the Empire.
‘I should investigate a bit.’
Whether the real Elisias was true, and if she really possessed the great sacred power to lift the curse.
But I didn’t want to rush.
“…It’s still okay for now.”
I didn’t see any signs of madness in Kashar.
Assuming that the curse was lifted not at the current moment but based on the original work, it seemed like there wouldn’t be a war at least.
It was when I sighed and leaned back on the sofa.
A face covered with a black shadow looked down at me.
“What’s okay?”
This time, I wasn’t surprised.
I stared up at the cool yet beautiful face.
‘It’s you.’
I couldn’t be relieved because there was no sign of him going crazy.
When I didn’t respond, instead of waiting for my attached lips to fall, Kashar stepped over the sofa.
“Come here.”
He said to come here but approached me and hugged me.
He occupied the space on the sofa where I was sitting and lifted me onto his lap.
Kashar, with a satisfied face, looked down at the newspaper I was holding.
“Hmm, it’s annoying.”
“Oh, my newspaper!”
The snatched newspaper was crumpled in his grip.
Especially the page with the news of the saint’s appearance became so torn that it was unrecognizable.
‘Hey, even if you look like that, you might be the one who can lift your curse, you know?’
Suddenly, I remembered that he had revealed the temple corruption.
‘I wonder if we’re on good terms.’
Worrying about what to do if Kashar prevents the saint from meeting because he doesn’t like him was the extent of my concern.
Although the report exposing the financial corruption was anonymous, the suspicion that it was Kashar was overwhelming.
As I looked at the shredded newspaper with a dismayed expression, he grabbed my chin and shifted my gaze.
“I wish you would look at me instead of the torn pieces.”
“…I am looking at it now.”
Even though it was a cold smile, my earlobes turned red.
No matter when, his handsome face was hard to get used to after staring at it for a long time.
I tossed and turned in his arms.
‘He’s been doing this a lot lately.’
Kashar considered himself my comfort.
He disappeared for a moment and quickly returned to my side.
I wasn’t surprised just now because this kind of thing had been happening several times a day.
“Sure, Kashar. I want to sit on the sofa.”
“Why?”
“Is it uncomfortable?”
There was nothing wrong with sitting, but the problem was that my heart was beating excessively.
While hugging me, Kashar changed his posture and asked.
“Like this?”
“It’s comfortable…”
I couldn’t say it was uncomfortable when he went this far.
“Good.”
Kashar smirked and pinched my chin. It was a face that understood what I was thinking.
“Isn’t Kashar uncomfortable?”
“Not at all.”
Continuing like this, I inevitably sprawled my body in his arms.
Kashar, as if waiting, nuzzled his nose against my neck.
‘Isn’t this a bit… too much?’
It had been happening not once or twice but for weeks.
Currently, the twins were taking care of the childcare.
Looking at the children was only during meals and briefly before bedtime.
Although one reason was that Kashar stuck to me all day, the twins were also busy with tutoring and magic lessons during the day, making it hard to see their faces.
‘They’ve grown up. They’ve all grown up.’
The retired nanny was gone now.
My current occupation was the fiancee of the duke.
‘Am I really that great?’
Engulfed in the worry that my stomach was about to burst, I sighed.
Hmm.
I regained my senses after a fake cough.
“Kashar, what do you think about having some personal time?”
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
