Time passed quickly, and soon the season for winter hunting arrived.
The Rufah Forest was known as the largest forest in the Empire.
“Ugh, it’s cold.”
Despite being armed with earmuffs, gloves, and more, the white breath couldn’t be concealed.
But, except for me, no one complained about the cold.
Today, the ones participating in the hunt from our side were Kashar, Rudvion, and Michael.
As I looked at Michael, I thought to myself.
‘Is this the power of love?’
It was certain, especially since Emma followed along, claiming to assist me.
“Um, Lady Eileen.”
“Yes?”
Perhaps unable to endure my silent teasing, Michael spoke up.
“Is there something on my face?”
Everyone’s gaze focused on me.
“Oh, it’s nothing. There’s a fly behind you.”
“During winter?”
Among them, especially in Kashar’s gaze, there was full of suspicion.
He sighed and muttered.
“I didn’t expect to harvest a chick.”
“It’s not like that!”
I shouted and pulled Kashar.
“Look here.”
While whispering so that only he could hear, Michael and Emma were openly enjoying their love.
“Michael, here. It’s crooked.”
“…Thanks.”
It looked so natural, as if they were genuinely enjoying it. However.
‘My eyes can’t be deceived.’
As someone who witnessed the scene, I couldn’t see it purely.
“What’s wrong with that?”
“Why are you pretending not to notice today?”
But Kashar, unlike others, kept making different remarks.
“Well, it seems like you’re the one without a clue.”
A mix of laughter, but a subtle tone.
It was similar to the moment just before Kashar played a trick.
“If you’re going to wear it, don’t be stingy with affection.”
He grabbed my hand and kissed the back of my gloved hand.
The red eyes glowed dangerously.
His action felt like a stamp of possession.
‘No, that’s not it!’
It was frustrating because only I knew what was so obvious.
But this feeling was relieved the moment we entered the camp.
‘This smell…’
A spicy and savory scent surrounded us.
The culprits were nobles.
‘Instant noodles, cup noodles, even black bean noodles?’
In front of the tents scattered around.
Nobles gathered in factions, cooking and eating instant noodles in black cauldron-like pots.
And in another place, a gathering was held for those who only drank carbonated drinks.
“Our carbonation faction won’t yield to the cold.”
“That’s right!”
…Why are there real-life cold-resistant factions here?
Even the nobles eating noodles formed factions.
Spicy soup faction and clear soup faction.
In between, the moderate faction obtained noodles from various places and traded them for carbonated drinks.
“Let our stir-fry faction not become a bat-like moderate faction.”
“Yes.”
…and even whispers could be heard.
Well, let’s assume there are factions.
What’s important here is.
‘What’s this? Nobles, you’re foodies, aren’t you?’
Knowing the true taste of ramen boiled in the cold campsite.
It was definitely worthy of praise.
Perhaps it was because of the scenic view.
I completely forgot what Kashar had just said.
Not only nobles participated in the winter hunt.
Beside the largest tent, there stood the Crown Prince and Elsias.
Valent had a displeased expression as he looked at the nobles eating ramen.
“Low-quality food is ruining the atmosphere.”
While doing so, he seemed to be checking Elsias’ reaction. It was undoubtedly an attempt to adjust her mood.
“Wouldn’t Your Highness be like that too?”
“Of course, not.”
There was a momentary sound of swallowing.
Not only I heard it, but Elsias’ eyebrows also subtly furrowed.
It was after the ramen party.
Waieno Empress came out of the imperial tent.
She was wearing a fox fur outfit all over her body.
‘I didn’t expect her to come.’
Today, the Emperor had informed in advance that he would be absent from the event.
So, I expected the Empress to also vacate her seat, but that wasn’t the case.
“….”
The Empress glanced at where Elsias and Valent were, then turned and walked away.
‘Why is she doing that?’
I wondered if the three of us were going to fight, but there was no way to know.
Due to the Emperor’s absence, it was Empress Waieno’s responsibility to open the winter hunt.
She briefly spoke in front of the nobles who had prepared for the hunt.
“I hope to see warm enthusiasm in this noble season.”
After a greeting that was nothing special, the Empress returned to the warm tent.
In her place, the hunt masters came forward.
“Do not go beyond the yellow flags.”
The forest was so vast and extensive that various creatures inhabited it, but it was dangerous to use the entire forest as a hunting ground.
“Participants, please wear a red badge on your chest. Here is a map.”
Following the instructions, the three of us received badges and maps.
Once the preparations were complete, the stable keeper brought out horses.
“Words from Sir Michael and Sir Rudvion.”
The stable keeper handed them reins.
Both were healthy-looking brown horses.
The stable keeper went back into the stable and came out with another horse.
“Words from the owner.”
It was a giant black horse.
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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