Realizing now, Luella Rominin ahead was emptyhanded. Hazen finally noticed and ran to where the woman had been.
“It’s not on the ground either. Well, she wouldn’t have thrown away the herbs she dug up so diligently.”
“Did anyone see her put it in her pocket or anywhere else?”
“No, I didn’t see it. There’s no bulging pocket or baggage either.”
Kite’s eyes sharpened at Tien’s answer.
“Why did we only notice now?”
“It wasn’t important, so I didn’t pay any attention.”
Kite stared at the motionless Luella Rominin.
She had undone her tightly twisted hair and stood with it flowing freely, her face in the wind. Her neat dress was crumpled here and there, dirtied with soil and grass juice, and her feet were bare.
“Her feet will be hurt…….”
Unconsciously mumbling, Hazen made a face of disbelief.
“You worry about everything. If you were that concerned, you should have taken her in the carriage.”
“Didn’t I tell you that breaking the rules is not allowed?”
“So just come up with an excuse.”
“What excuse? You tell me.”
Stumped by Kite’s challenge, Hazen shook his head vigorously.
“Ah, I don’t know, I don’t know. Alright?”
“Shh! Quiet.”
Kite suddenly silenced Hazen, noticing Luella’s attentive listening.
He tried to listen too, but aside from the sound of grasshoppers and branches swaying in the wind, nothing was heard.
“Huh? Why is she… Kite?”
At that moment, Luella suddenly cheered and ran. Startled, Kite chased after her.
Wondering if something had happened, Hazen and Tien had no choice but to follow the two people running.
“What… Huff, what’s going on?”
Hazen, who had been living a physically inactive life, asked Kite with a pale face from the rare exertion.
“It looks like she found a stream and ran towards it. That surprised me.”
Hazen finally realized that clear stream water was flowing in front of them, thanks to Tien’s explanation, who had arrived first.
“Oh, really? How does she find these things without a map? Let’s wet our throats and wash our faces.”
“Turn around.”
“What?”
“Turn around.”
With Kite’s urging, Hazen turned to look at Luella, who was lifting her skirt and entering the stream.
“Turn around!”
At her stern command, Hazen turned his back, grumbling.
“Why are you not turning?”
Kite, who had been watching her play in the stream, turned his body in surprise at Hazen’s pointing.
“You keep telling us to wash up, but you’re also a stranger to Luella Rominin.”
Kite answered after a pause.
“I know that well.”
When the two were aimlessly looking at the tree in front of them, Tien spoke.
“Is she going back on the road?”
“You, rascal! Why weren’t you watching?”
Hazeni grabbed Tien’s ear, and Tien flailed and protested to get away.
“I just looked back now too. I heard the sound of a branch breaking underfoot. Didn’t the two of you hear it?”
“We didn’t hear it. So what?”
“Why are you getting angry at me when it’s the old woman’s ears that couldn’t hear? If I hadn’t checked, we wouldn’t have known she was coming and we would have missed her?”
Since what he said wasn’t wrong, Hazeni let go of Tien’s ear and fed him another honeycomb.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
