Upon hearing Senhwe’s words, everyone’s attention turned to Kite.
“I just got chills. This describes Kite’s appearance. Red eyes are a trait that occasionally appears in the Helane royal family, but currently, only Kite possesses it.”
Mitchell also agreed with Hagen’s words with a serious expression.
“It seems like that. This doesn’t seem like an ordinary matter.”
“As soon as Kurane closed, the incident happened right after we lost contact with you. It seems like someone was targeting us.”
In response to Senhwe’s words, Raphael pinched his chin and furrowed his brow.
“If we make a mistake, it might have been a demon that could have killed Duke Kurane, right?”
“Would that be a big problem?”
Tien wrapped her head and shrugged her shoulders.
Having risked her life to defeat Duke Kurane, she thought she would be celebrated by the people, but instead, she might be accused of being a demon and face execution.
Senhwe led his disciples with serious expressions to the study.
Afterward, he made them drink herbal tea that he had personally brewed.
“Maybe if we brainstorm, we’ll come up with a solution. If not, it might be better to abandon places like Helane and go to Leor.”
“Wouldn’t that rumor follow us to Leor?”
As if telling him not to say absurd things, Hagen sneered, and a drop of honey flew into his head.
“You, your bad habits have gotten even worse since I last saw you.”
Senhwe scolded Hagen, then, turning his head, smiled while looking at Luela, who seemed to be pondering something.
“Is there any solution at all?”
“If we spread rumors, countering them with rumors might be the only solution, don’t you think?”
“Rumors… What do you mean?”
“What could be difficult? Just become messengers sent by the gods.”
“Messengers sent by the gods?”
“Yes. It seems like it could be done with a little effort. We can use the same method Duke Partur employed.”
“Spread rumors?”
“How difficult could it be? Once we become messengers sent by the gods, we just need to use them.”
“How long would it take for the border patrol to spread the word about us coming here?”
In response to Luela’s question, Kite answered.
“If we change horses without resting and continue to travel, it will take about two days to arrive.”
“That should be enough. During that time, we can hire people and spread rumors. Employing a minstrel would be a good idea.”
“Minstrel?”
Looking at Kite, who was tilting his head in confusion, Luela explained.
“Do you not have them? People who sing songs.”
“Oh, you mean a singer. We have them.”
Relieved by Raphael’s answer, Luela nodded as if expressing her gratitude.
In fact, there were few individuals as easy to spread rumors as wandering singers traveling here and there.
“We’ll give them the lyrics we wrote and have them sing it. And if there’s a theater group, we can have them perform a play based on those contents.”
Tien ran towards the wall in the study where the capital city map was displayed and pointed to a few places.
“There are performances in the parks, plazas, and markets in the outskirts. Hagen and I used to go watch them often.”
Luela sparkled her eyes as she looked at the spot Tien indicated.
“The location is excellent. Since you’ve visited frequently, I’ll leave the theater takeover to both of you.”
Luela discussed plans for the future with her colleagues, designated tasks, and shared responsibilities.
Senhwe watched their actions with satisfaction, as they quickly recovered from the sudden situation, brainstormed solutions, and efficiently proceeded with the work, exchanging opinions.
He had worried about how they would overcome this crisis, but it seemed like unnecessary concern.
“Senhwe?”
“Yeah? What is it?”
“I’ve called you several times, wondering what you were thinking. Were you perhaps sleeping in the meantime?”
“Even if I were!”
Senhwe raised his staff, struck Hagen’s knee across from him, and asked.
“Why did you call me? Do you have something for me to do?”
“I hope you’ll make room for us.”
Smiling, Senhwe looked at Luela.
“Make room?”
“Yes. Since we spread the rumors and it’s now a fact, we need to show it.”
Senhwe chuckled heartily.
“Show it, huh.”
“Yes. There are two rumors circulating. If we can prove ours and Duke Partur can’t, whom do you think people will believe?”
“Obviously, they’ll believe us. Okay, where would be a good place? Do you have a place in mind?”
“Looking at the map, there’s a large square in front of the Royal Palace. Here, we can gather everyone, from His Majesty the King to other nobles and ordinary citizens.”
“What are we going to do?”
Smiling broadly at Senhwe’s question, Luela replied.
“We need to inform people clearly. We’ll declare ourselves messengers of the gods, just as the rumors say.”
The plan proceeded flawlessly.
Hagen and Tien recruited wandering singers and theater people, while Sijongs moved around, buying ordinary citizens or mingling to spread the planned rumors.
Mitchell and Raphael began working with those who were present during the family death incident at Count Tamare’s.
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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