‘It’s impossible.’

I put the pot down on the floor.

The pot shattered into three pieces as soon as it touched the floor.

‘His head, will it be alright?’

In the original work, Kashar suffered from a disease called madness.

In reality, it was not a disease but a curse. That’s why it was more problematic.

‘When the madness first occurred, a palace was completely blown away,’ they said.

The basis of madness was indiscriminate slaughter and destruction.

That day, all the people managing the palace lost their lives at his hands.

Unaware that the madness was a curse, the emperor exiled Kashar from the imperial palace, even sending him to the battlefield.

I shuddered as I recalled the original work.

‘You knocked out the man who massacred the army.’

With a pot, no less.

‘But if it’s madness, isn’t it a problem with the brain? But if I hit him on the head…’

Did I do something very wrong?

Thinking that I had attacked a patient with a pot, my conscience stung twice as much.

‘In the original, Kashar was said to have taken poison.’

‘Alrubie’ is a rare fruit that wakes the mind.

However, if taken over a long period, serious headaches would occur, accompanied by vomiting black blood, a side effect.

The curse could only be undone by the heroine. Until Kashar met Elsias, he had relied on the poison to live.

‘What should I do?’

Even though he was a monstrous man, I felt terribly sorry.

Standing in place, unable to stay still, I suddenly began to reproach Kashar.

“Why on earth are you here?”

I didn’t even know why he was here, and Kashar rarely entered the imperial palace in the first place.

‘That he is here means…’

Desperately thinking, at last, I could think of one clue.

‘It was the anniversary of Mother’s death.’

The emperor had ostracized Queen Bibiana for giving birth to a mad son.

Only after Bibiana died did the emperor feel guilty and make a request to Kashar when bestowing a title.

‘Help her rest in peace.’

Every anniversary of Bibiana’s death, Kashar visited the tower where she had been banished and guarded it.

Then, a familiar scenery passed through my head.

‘The tower, could it be?’

As I hurriedly ran outside, I saw the tower beyond the forest.

‘How can it be this close?’

I used to think of the tower without much thought, but it was the place where the former queen had been banished.

I stared at the tower with bewildered eyes for a long time before returning to the kitchen.

Kashar was still lying on the cold floor.

‘He’s going to die.’

Now, the absurdity had faded, and a grim sense of reality began to dominate me.

He’s going to wake up soon!

He’ll surely regain consciousness in a short time.

Then he will figure out the situation, find the suspect, and cruelly kill them.

‘Into pieces.’

For a moment, I saw the near future in my head.

It was a scene of life’s curtain call.

‘If I pretend not to know and leave him there and go to sleep… no, I can’t. Right.’

I squatted down beside Kashar.

‘Life is unpredictable.’

I sat, not even knowing if I had a cramp in my leg, lamenting my fate for a while.

‘Ah, the sun will rise soon.’

The day was brightening.

I alternately looked at the blue sky and Kashar.

“…….”

Would he know about my dwindling spirit?

Kashar was quietly breathing, his chest rising and falling.

‘Sleep well.’

Kashar looked comfortable, as if he were just asleep.

‘He’ll probably wake up fine.’

Contrary to my worry, Kashar in the original work was described as a monster.

‘How could I forget the scene where he swung a sword with a hole in his stomach?’

He would surely get up as if nothing happened.

“Ah.”

That’s where my thoughts went.

Another opportunity passed through my mind.
‘Let’s abandon it.’

Daylight is breaking.

My gaze was directed at the shopping cart.

On the opposite side of the cold palace and tower, there was an abandoned forest.

If I leave it there, wouldn’t I be able to get over it?

‘People might think that it was attacked.’

When a person faints and wakes up, confusion is inevitable.

I hoped that he would forget the memory of being in the cold palace.

I gazed at the cart with longing.

‘It was tough bringing that.’

I never knew it would be useful.

I admired my foresight.

“……Good.”

I straightened my crouched body and stood up.

‘He’s still unconscious.’

I checked Kashar’s condition once again and jumped over his body.

“Please don’t wake up.”

I lifted Kashar’s leg and put it over my shoulder.

“Huk, heuk……!”

He’s disgustingly heavy!

I wiped my cold sweat and looked down at Kashar lying on the cart.

His tall and wellstretched body had legs and arms protruding out of the cart.

I struggled for a long time.

I managed to put Kashar on the cart.

“I’m, sorry this happened.”

Even lying on the cart, I stared quietly at his handsome face.

A complex and subtle feeling lasted only for a moment.

“Hurry up.”

I must leave and come back.

I gripped the cart handle tightly, looking at the increasingly bright sky.

“Kkungcha.”

I began to pull the cart with force.

“Inventions are great.”

Turns Out He’s Been Secretly in Love with Me

One-line summary: He acts like he doesn’t like her but is actually playing hard to get.

Synopsis:

Xu Muzhou like her. He has liked her for a very long time, and through repeated schemes, he finally closed the distance with her.

But this is still far from enough.

He wants to be the one who stands out among her many suitors, to fight for her attention, and to make her take the initiative to pursue him.

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