Even to the eyes of the real me, Elsias’s body was incredibly beautiful and valuable.
On the first day of the Founding Festival, Elsias was wearing a chestnut-colored silver dress with a shawl made of a white fox’s tail.
Elsias, escorted by the Vice-Chancellor, began to walk.
Then, the lower part of the dress, packed with diamonds, seemed to shine like a silver wave.
And there were shimmering silver hair.
Elsias captured both beauty and mystery at the same time.
She was aware of the people’s gazes and secretly smiled.
‘That girl probably hasn’t experienced such a party in her current life.’
Elsias also knew about Eilin being invited to the Founding Festival.
How rotten and bitter she must have been after being humiliated last time. She couldn’t sleep for days in anger.
At first, the Emperor questioned why he had invited that woman so far and expressed his displeasure from all directions, but he thought it was better.
“Pinch her nose.”
Already, her relationship with the main actors had soured.
Elsias decided to change her plans.
If she couldn’t handle it calmly anyway, her plan was to eliminate that woman first and then force everything.
“The marriage to Michael, and even Kashar starting a war, all of it.”
She thought she could just fit in the ending if she somehow made the goddess press the reset button.
It was when she was laughing inwardly.
“Look over there. Duke Vladis’s crest…”
Elsias, who was climbing the stairs, stopped abruptly in her place and turned around.
Looking back, two red carriages were entering.
The carriage standing at the front stopped.
Kashar, who came out first, extended his hand into the carriage. Eilin, holding his hand, came down from the carriage.
Soft waves of chestnut-colored hair caught the eye first.
Tied up with an emerald pin of the same color as her eyes, the nape of her neck was subtly revealed.
“The color of the dress…”
“I’ve never seen such a color. But…”
“It suits her so well.”
Eilin was wearing a lemon-green dress.
Although it looked greenish at first glance, whenever she moved, the fresh yellowish gloss made the dress subtly stand out.
Moreover, the chest part had small yellow diamonds as a point.
The Duke’s fiancée also wore a white shawl.
Their figures were like a bud that blooms in the first spring after winter, lovely and charming.
Soon, people’s gazes turned to the saint, who was wearing a similar shawl.
People started to furrow their brows one by one.
“It’s too much.”
After seeing something overly perfect, something luxurious tended to look excessive.
The dress of the saint, which I thought matched well earlier, felt overly flashy, painful to the eyes because of the excessive use of jewels.
Finally, the door of the second carriage opened.
From inside, the twin princes and the seventh prince, who was reported missing, descended.
The Duke, the fiancée, and the three princes all set foot on the stairs of the Founding Festival, receiving everyone’s attention.
Elsias and Eilin’s eyes met.
The one who greeted first was the Duke’s fiancée.
“You must be the saint. May mercy be with you at the Founding Festival.”
It was an elegant and beautiful, truly perfect, courteous greeting.
“Then, excuse me first.”
Taking the Duke’s hand, Eilin passed by the saint.
The twin princes and Micael followed behind her.
“I really hate that auntie.”
“Louise.”
“I didn’t say anything!”
When Micael drew attention, Louise clicked her tongue.
All of Eilin’s entourage passed by the saint.
Elsias, clenching her teeth to hold back the veins about to appear on her smooth forehead, pressed them forcefully.
The maid who possessed everything before she did, from the male lead to the sub-male lead and even the villain.
“I won’t let it go quietly.”
Geon-guk-je was only for today; anyway, the next day’s party was solely for the saint, her.
There, the most attention would naturally be on herself.
Everyone entered the grand hall.
While this place was supposed to celebrate the birth of the empire, in reality, it was more like an event where the gaze was stamped on those more valuable.
The saint was also included in that category.
“It’s an honor to meet you, Saint Elsias.”
“Indeed, you are a person blessed by the goddess Shaina. You are dazzlingly beautiful.”
Praises for Elsias continued from those surrounding her.
“You’re being too kind.”
She answered modestly, but inside, she was enjoying the situation.
‘Of course.’
In this life or the present, being the most beautiful was like some kind of destiny.
However, not everyone sided with Elsias as much as she thought it was natural.
“…It hasn’t even been three months since the embezzlement scandal broke out, and she dresses so splendidly.”
“Our family has made quite a donation to the temple for generations. I never thought it would be used for her dress team.”
Displeasing words stuck in Elsias’ ears.
“There’s a saying that she entered the Duke’s mansion to avoid rumors.”
“At first, they say she was chased away. She barely stayed because Her Majesty personally ordered her to.”
Forlorn ladies fanned themselves with their fans.
In the center of them stood the Viscountess Sylphia Ailred.
“It’s truly worrying. To see the servants of the goddess who should lead in virtue and charity behaving like that.”
“My friend cut ties with the temple after the embezzlement incident.”
“If more people see the saint, more ties will be severed.”
Noble laughter filled the hall.
‘What’s wrong with these old hags?!’
She wanted to rush over and grab the hair of those old things and shake them wildly.
But she had to act pitiful and beautiful saint here.
She thought she could behave as she pleased here, but there were constraints, whether here or there.
It took a while for the temple and the saint to be revealed.
“The moon and the small sun of the empire partake.”
The chief priest announced the arrival of the empress and the crown prince.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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