However, the spell failed, and Kashar, who should have died, went mad and killed the courtiers.

A madman cannot become Emperor.

Using this as an excuse, Wyeno branded Kashar and Viviana as devils, succeeding in their deposition.

Viviana died trapped in a tower, and Wyeno became the Empress.

But the fact that Viviana’s bloodline was alive made her uneasy.

“There might be something about that woman.”

The servant girl revealed by Kashar as the woman he was hiding.

There was no way they were truly lovers.

“How the madman is keeping his sanity. Why he’s sticking with her.”

Everything had to be secretly investigated.

The Emperor preferred gentle and kind women. She could recover her image this one time, but more than twice, she might incur the Emperor’s hatred.

“There was a party at Tuberossa’s.”

In the afternoon, the Duchess of Tuberossa gossiped that she had invited the abandoned princes to the Olozhe party and left.

Recalling this, the Empress did not hesitate to pick up her pen.

In the letter to the Duchess, there was a command to invite Eileen Hallen, the wet nurse of the princes.

“I need to see that contemptible face.”

Wyeno’s eyes filled with rage.

Was someone else going to slip out? It was a tense moment for those who served her.

“Empress Mama, Crown Prince Valentide and Prince Michael the 7th wish to see you.”

Wyeno raised her head at the voice from beyond the door.

She hurriedly made herself presentable and went outside.

In the reception room, a man with redgold hair and purple eyes was waiting for Wyeno.

“Oh, my son Valentide!”

Wyeno embraced Crown Prince Valentide tightly.

As if she had never fumed, her face was filled with a bright smile.

“I rushed here upon hearing you were unwell, Mother. Are you all right?”

“Ah, Valentide. This mother has only our son. You don’t know how much my heart was hurt by those strange rumors.”

“I don’t believe such rumors, so don’t worry. It’s clear that the wicked duke spread those rumors to tarnish your honor.”

Encouraged by these strong words, Wyeno’s eyes filled with tears.

But something in her eye was irritating.

Wyeno’s eyes were drawn to the person standing behind Valentide.

Prince Michael the 7th. The second son born to Empress Wyeno.

“Why are you here?”

At the cold words, Michael’s shoulders shrank.
A build smaller than the Crown Prince. The platinum blonde hair, almost silvery, and bright blue eyes made Mikael look like a glass doll.

Mikael’s face turned sad as he muttered softly.

“I am also worried about mother…”

“Stop talking nonsense and attend to Valentid. It’s your duty and mission!”

Wyeno’s attitude towards Valentid and Mikael was different.

It had changed since the Emperor’s attitude changed when she was pregnant with her second child.

‘Had I not given birth to that child, I would’ve looked at least ten years younger!’

After Wyeno gave birth to Mikael, the Emperor kept his distance from her in bed.

Wyeno thought it was due to the aftereffects of giving birth to her second child, and soon she became anxious. And all these effects were directed at Mikael.

Even the youngest Prince looked as if he had stolen all of Wyeno’s beauty.

So much so that Mikael’s nickname was ‘Glass Rose.’

‘Glass Rose? A halfwit with no royal ability.’

Wyeno coldly mocked.

Even as an adult, Mikael had not manifested any royal abilities.

Magic and physical ability, or any other ability, for that matter.

“A useless thing.”

That was what Wyeno always said when she looked at Mikael.

Mikael obediently lowered his head.

Facing his mother, who was as unchangeable as a cliff, and himself lacking royal abilities, he had always lived in withdrawal.

“Valentid, share a cup of tea with this mother.”

Wyeno took Valentid’s arm and led him to their seats.

While the two had a private conversation, Mikael was still standing in his place.

Valentid gave a brief glance at Mikael.

Their eyes met for a short moment.

With a flick, Valentid sneered at Mikael, as if to say your place is right there.

“….”

Mikael only looked at the floor.

So each of their nights deepened.

A week had passed since signing the fake lover’s contract.

A week before the Oroje party.

Though worried that a problem might arise, Kashar was faster.

“Miss Aileen, a guest has arrived.”

“Yes! I’m going right away!”

Emma didn’t need to ask who the guest was.

As she rushed outside, she saw a black carriage blocking the gate.

‘Red snake emblem.’

The snake emblem engraved on the carriage was the symbol of the Vladis family.

Shortly after, the carriage door opened, revealing Kashar.

“Welcome!”

“I’m glad to be welcomed.”

As their eyes met, Kashar seemed surprised.

Of course she was happy. She had something she had been looking forward to.

“You should wait.”

Her eyes were drawn to the brown envelope in his hand.

He caught her gaze and shook the envelope. Her eyes and head followed his gesture.

Kashar’s eyes narrowed.

“It doesn’t seem like you were waiting for me.”

“Oh, why would you say something so sad? You know how much I wanted to see you, sir.”

I waited for your beauty and muscles!

As she smiled broadly with sincerity, his lips curled up in response.

“Really?”

“Of course!”

While she was nodding her head vigorously, the documents flew high in the sky.

‘This person!’

Even when she reached out, she could not grasp them.

Eventually, as she lifted her heel, she heard laughter. Straining, her body tilted.

“Ah!”

Then she banged her nose squarely on his chest.

She grabbed her flaring nose, scowling. Was his chest muscle made of iron? It hurt so much she thought she might bleed.

“If you wanted a hug, you should’ve said so.”

Kashar hugged her slyly from behind, laughing.

‘Back hug.’

His arms around her waist were so firm that not even a needle could enter. Her heart fluttered again.
A body unaccustomed to contact with a handsome man was having an abnormal reaction, as if one who has tasted the food knows it best.

A squeal of admiration reached my ears.

‘The maids?’

Maids from another palace were passing by the back road, looking in this direction.

“Oh my, oh my goodness…!”

The maids, who hastily hid behind a tree, peeped out with only their eyes, watching us.

An unaccustomed gaze, then and now. But they were things that I would have to get used to in the future.

I closed my eyes tightly and shouted to myself.

‘Enjoy it, Aileen. Enjoy it!’

Referring to this very moment.

When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman

“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.

Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”

Synopsis:

Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends,  transmigrates to a female-dominated country.

Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?

Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!

Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!

Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.

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