And they are fighting among themselves. Diane let out a snicker and spoke softly to Neris.
“The fragrance of flowers is nice. I wonder who picked the flowers?”
“I heard Sheridon picked them along with the senior sisters. Instead, when Sheridon has literary salons with well-known noblewomen, those sisters assist her.”
Neris responded gracefully. This time, Alexto’s face twisted.
What Neris mentioned now was the so-called ‘Sheridon Circle.’
Sheridon regularly introduced her favorite disciples to the highest-ranking noblewomen in society, and those noblewomen, who were her disciples during their school days, took good care of the students introduced to them. Although they claimed to help with salons, in reality, it was an opportunity to build connections in high society.
Alekto’s older sister also wanted to join the Sheridon Circle and didn’t know what to do but had to give up if she didn’t become the top or second in the advanced social class. However, Neris Trude, hearing news from there?
If Sheridon had no intention of including Neris in her circle, why would she bother to give advice on future plans?
“Oh really? Then it would have been great if you had gone too. I was curious about that. I mean, it would have been a great honor for me, but as you know, I’m young. I’m inexperienced, and besides, I can’t participate in the formal salon anyway.”
“Yeah, that’s true.”
Diane looked smug, but with a meaning that she perfectly understood, she glanced at Alexto, Lianon, and the still quiet Angarad. Alexto turned her head with a look of disdain, and Lianon intermittently shook her hand.
Having progressed from the most ordinary way of decorating flowers to the flowers symbolizing each family, Sheridon clapped her hands.
“As you all know, the mid-term exams are in two weeks, right? So, we decided to have a rehearsal for the exam next weekend. It’s not a substitute for the class, so it’s not mandatory to attend, but we will be taking questions about the exam during that time. Many of your seniors have achieved good grades by utilizing that time well, so I recommend coming if you can.”
Students who were twisting their bodies at the idea of having to prepare by rehearsing exams reluctantly agreed with Sheridon’s explanation.
Diane smirked, but whispered to Neris, thinking that it wouldn’t be so bad if Neris went too.
“Do you have other classes that day? Shall we go together?”
“I should go. It seems like it would be helpful.”
While responding, Neris looked at the table where Megara was sitting.
Idalia and Megara were whispering to each other at their table. Idalia, with her thin and rich beige hair loosely braided and tied with a ribbon, and wearing a fluffy and fuzzy pink sweater, looked quite lovely.
Megara chuckled at something Idalia said and turned her gaze. Idalia and Neris briefly made eye contact.
Neris naturally averted her gaze, and Idalia, after a playful gesture, soon forgot about it.
⭐⭐⭐
Idalia Kendall had heard since she was young that she was kind.
Neris suspected as much.
In the previous life, even though most of the same-year students threw openly hostile words at Neris, Idalia didn’t. When other children complained loudly without reason on the day Neris missed class because she was sick, Idalia didn’t.
When other kids roughly tossed documents that should be handed over to Neris onto the floor, Idalia didn’t.
Idalia didn’t speak to Neris. Idalia didn’t look at Neris. Idalia didn’t give anything to Neris.
In the thorny bush of daily school life, Idalia’s attitude provided some comfort to Neris. She had long given up on the expectation that someone would like her anyway.
Neris would rather the other kids didn’t see her. Just the seeming attitude of Idalia was enough to make her feel detected. So, Idalia’s image was relatively positive for Neris.
That image shattered on graduation day.
On graduation day, students wearing black hats hugged bouquets and gifts. They looked forward to the freedom and new life that lay ahead as they hugged friends and exchanged letters.
In the meantime, Neris stood alone, contemplating the sadness caused by her mother’s sudden death. Outside, a carriage from the Elendria Ducal House was waiting to take her away.
At that moment, Idalia spoke to Neris.
At first, Neris naturally thought Idalia was going to say something like ‘avoid me’ or something like that. However, Idalia held out a letter to Neris.
Neris, who hadn’t received a letter from a peer for so long, naturally thought that it was given to her to convey it to someone. Seeing Neris’s immature attitude, Idalia smiled.
“It’s for you. Read it when you’re alone.”
It was a message that Neris couldn’t understand. But Idalia exuded an atmosphere that made it hard to believe anyone could have ill intentions toward her.
With slender shoulders, large clear eyes, and a calm, refined touch to her thin face, she was truly elegant and stylish. Even Megara, who didn’t go as far as Idalia but admired her everywhere, couldn’t help but be impressed.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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