The Crown Prince frowned and leaned back on the sofa.
“Well, never mind then. You made things quite difficult earlier. It seems Arthur quite likes his wife.”
Kevrant spoke with a peculiar look on his face.
“……Is that so?”
Francis looked increasingly bewildered, her face a maze of confusion.
“……Are you referring to Lord Arthur and Lady Christina? They met for the first time on their strategic marriage, haven’t they? They’ve only just met again and it’s been barely a week since……”
Ironically, Francis, who was saying all this, had only met a maid a week ago and had taken an interest in her……
With a vague smile, Kevrant stirred his unfortunate tea cup.
The Crown Prince calmly brought the teacup to his lips and spoke.
“Well……the affection between men and women isn’t always proportional to the time they’ve met. She is also quite a charming lady.”
Francis muttered in shock.
“That much……? Lady Christina……?”
……Since he’s such a guy with no attachments, it seems like he’s quite smitten since his wife, a kindlooking woman, treated him well……
Thinking to himself, the Crown Prince leaned back on the sofa.
“……”
To Arthur, ‘a proper family’……
The Crown Prince quietly looked down at his teacup.
“……”
And he recalled the conversation he had with Arthur.
On the way back from a victorious battle.
He had forced him to drink under the guise of a toast,
It was the day when he saw him drunk, for the first and last time.
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“……Ryan Dalton [Star Icon]?”
Drunk, Arthur laughed and spoke.
“……Yes.”
For the first time in front of the Crown Prince, his tongue was heavy.
A little slow, he spoke with laughter.
“I was told……not to come back……”
“That living like Ryan Dalton might be okay……”
Arthur laughed with a deflated sound and dropped his head.
“……That’s what he said.”
“Just before we broke up……”
The Crown Prince, mildly pleased with his intoxication, quietly laughed, watching Arthur, who had drunk a lot on his orders and was completely wrecked.
“……”
Heavily drunk, Arthur mumbled with slightly slurred speech.
“……Was I that bad?”
“To the point where you don’t want to see me again?”
Drunk enough to forget the next day.
He put into his mouth words that he would never have said in his usual demeanor.
“……”
With a smile he’d never seen before, slightly scattered.
Arthur mumbled.
“……I miss you.”
“……”
His halfbrother, who always wore a restrained, unemotional expression, and was only ever perfect.
For the first time, he laughed and looked at him.
“What would I say if I went back……?”
“……That woman……”
He laughed with a relaxed face.
Only once.
That conversation was all he heard about his fiancée, no, his wife.
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“……”
Hearing about Ryan Dalton, the Crown Prince guessed that Arthur must have thought about Christina for five years.
Just like me. He would have thought about that woman for five years.
“……”
Does everyone on the battlefield feel that way……?
Or is it just Arthur and I.
The son of the Emperor, who wants to escape, but can’t.
“……”
The Crown Prince chuckled to himself.
I’m a little worried that he’s already too obsessed.
Thankfully, the lady seems to be a good person.
I was worried because of her ‘Julius’ lineage.
It was unexpected.
How did such a lady come from under ‘Julius’.
The Crown Prince laughed alone, feeling somewhat relieved, and for some reason, a little jealous of Arthur.
“……”
Francis watched Kevrant and the Crown Prince, each lost in thought, thinking of ‘Christina’, with a strange look in her eyes.
“No…… I’m really curious. How impressive must Lady Christina have been……?”
Kevrant just shrugged his shoulders and laughed.
The Crown Prince cracked his neck backwards in exasperation.
“Ah…… You need to have a fiancée to even consider becoming like Ryan Dalton……”
The Crown Prince murmured, looking at the chandelier on the ceiling.
“I’m jealous to death.”
Just as Kevrant was about to say something to the laughing Crown Prince.
The next moment.
Bang!
The door was flung open roughly, the door handle slamming against the wall.
“Your Highness, the Crown Prince!”
And the Captain of the Royal Guard rushed in.
The Crown Prince, his face changing color, sprung up.
Kevrant and Francis also stood up in surprise.
The nearly fiftyyearold Captain of the Guard stomped in.
“Were you hiding here!”
One by one, the royal guardsmen followed the captain, rushing in.
The crown prince quickly raised his hand, surrounded by his own royal guards.
“Wait, just a minute. Calm down, Lord Fairman. It’s someone else’s house. It’s not polite to barge in like this.”
The head of the royal guard yelled furiously.
“The landlord would understand the difficult position of a royal guard captain who has to capture the runaway crown prince once he hears our side!”
Male lead first thought she played hard to get, only to realize she
really disliked him
Short intro:
What she can’t stand the most is the streets full of effeminate men, especially that so-called top beauty whom she avoids at all costs.
Shen Yaoxing looks at Jiang Mingyue, who keeps approaching her with coy shyness.
Shen Yaoxing: Bro, don’t be like this, I’m really about to throw up!
She fears nothing in heaven or earth, except for him getting close to her.
*
At first he thought she was just using the trick of feigning indifference to attract his attention. Later, he learned that she truly despised him.
This dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Mingyue, and he vowed to make her, like everyone else, fall at his feet in worship!
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Synopsis:
Before transmigrating, Shen Yaoxing only wanted to find a reliable man to spend her life with. Who knew that after transmigrating, she would become a reliable woman herself…
A forced misandrist, highly skilled, and reliable female lead
vs.
An initially aloof and arrogant, later morbid, obsessed male lead
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