“My head still feels heavy.”
A frown as if suffering from a headache was evidence that his patience was wearing thin.
“……It’s because you haven’t eaten! Breakfast is medicine, you know?”
It was not a lie.
I began to set the table, calming my pounding heart.
Emma helped me move the dishes.
Soon, a splendid breakfast table was completed, consisting of rice, soup in earthenware bowls, baba kimchi, and stirfried anchovies.
“Please eat.”
With those words, I carefully retreated.
“Wow, more new food!”
Louis excitedly picked up his fork and spoon.
“I will eat well!”
“……I will enjoy it.”
In contrast, Evan picked up his chopsticks first. It was elegant and proper chopstick handling.
He had mastered it after a week of efforts to move beans to the other side with chopsticks, but I pretended not to know.
It was a familiar morning for the children, but not for Kashar.
“……What is this?”
His eyes sharpened at something that looked just like his morning wakeup earthenware bowl.
“It’s my hometown food…… No, it’s our hometown food, dear.”
Before I could even finish, Louis looked at me with suspicious eyes.
I quickly corrected my tone.
Kashar seemed indifferent to my tone, instead staring at the end of one of the chopsticks.
‘Scary!’
Was a handsome existence so frightening?
He looked like he would stab me with the chopstick if I left it alone.
I snatched the chopstick that had turned into a weapon, and handed him a spoon.
“Try the soup before the meal. It’s made from dried fish…… something similar.”
A refreshing hangover soup made with carefully crushed dried pollack, try it once!
Kashar looked at the yellow soup at my invitation.
The yellow soup with soft dried fish, tenderly cooked eggs, and green onions were harmonious.
‘Let’s see how amazing this breakfast is.’
Having already put my life on the line, with nothing more to lose, I invited him with a smiling face.
Eventually, he scooped a spoonful of the soup.
“Cool down your anger by eating something tasty.”
It was a very tense moment.
If there was something in my favor, it was that I knew he liked fish and seafood.
‘Even in the work, there were scenes of him eating seafood dishes.’
Soon, the spoon filled with yellow soup entered his mouth.
As the spoon slowly pulled out and the soup went down his throat, his eyes widened.
‘Gasp, does it not suit his taste?’
I held my breath and swallowed Kashar’s reaction.
But he scooped another spoonful without even looking at me.
With an elegant hand movement that even made the ginsengpatterned spoon look luxurious, Kashar opened his mouth.
“……It’s not bad.”
As he mumbled in surprise,
“Really? How much?!”
Was it delicious enough to save me?!
It seemed like I had successfully hit his taste.
When I couldn’t hide my joy and asked, he smiled politely at me, showing that gentlemanly smile.
“Enough to ease the headache you caused.”
“……Ah, haha. Pollack soup is good for hangovers.”
“I didn’t drink alcohol though.”
“That’s, since you fainted and woke up, isn’t it similar…… It’s nothing. Try this too!”
I slipped up in my speech. I hurriedly snatched his spoon and soaked the rice in soup and held it to his mouth.
“……What are you doing?”
“Come on, say ah!”
The essential element to lighten the mood was carbohydrates.
I seized the opportunity when Kashar opened his mouth and fed him.
“Ouch, Aileen. Feed me too!”
I heard Louis’s voice from the side, but this time I had to pretend I didn’t know.
“This too, and this too.”
I clung to Kashar’s side and put side dishes on his spoon.
‘I feel like I’ve become a royal court lady.’
In the end, Kashar, pushed by my enthusiasm, emptied all the prepared food.
He put down the empty bowl and struggled with something before asking,
“……How long has it been since we met?”
Kashar seemed to play along with my act.
I saw Louis, who had been eating silently, perk up his ears.
He seemed ready to make a scene with a bowl if he found out I was acting.
I had no choice but to continue the act.
“About 1 year…… no, it’s been 3 years!”
Why is the conversation suddenly going this way?
The atmosphere that seemed ready to catch someone had been relaxed for a long time.
But why do I feel like something went wrong?
Kashar took my stiff hand and said,
“Aileen, I want to have a more serious relationship with you.”
Kashar whispered my name, as the princes had called me.
I was almost enchanted by the warm temperature wrapping my hand and the sluggish look in his eyes.
‘Has he gone mad from hitting his head?’
I never prayed for him to lose his mind this way. I had hoped he would suffer from amnesia.
“Yes, it’s a sudden conversation. As if you’ve dismissed me.”
“Oh, that……”
I couldn’t properly answer because of the guilt I had committed.
But it was perfect for misunderstanding from others’ perspectives. Emma’s eyes looked like a devout viewer of a morning drama.
‘Kashar is clinging to me, who rejected him… It’s ridiculous.’
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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