The Princess Wants to Live (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 23
Under that unspoken pressure, Cryer’s ear was tickled by Olivia’s whisper.
“Why are you coming at me here?”
Of course, that voice and tone were never ticklish.
“Isn’t the work all done?”
As his gaze briefly brushed Ambre, Olivia nodded for now.
“Well, the matter with Lady Taren is finished, but why are you coming at me here?”
The meaning condensed in Olivia’s expression, gestures, and voice as she threw the exact same question as before—’I told you not to stand out in Lady Taren’s eyes, didn’t I?’—Cryer couldn’t possibly miss it.
But instead of answering that, Cryer said something off-topic.
“The work is done, so we can do it, right?”
“What?”
At the contextless words, Olivia asked while grabbing the scruff of the neck of her fleeing sense of absurdity.
“Something that would come out in novels, plays, or fairy tale books.”
His eyes were hidden under his shaggy hair, but his mouth was drawing a vivid arc.
“What are you saying…… huh? Huh?”
Before Olivia could ask back, Cryer lightly grasped her wrist and strode forward. Olivia, who ended up matching his steps in a daze, hurriedly turned back and waved her hand.
“Go in first. You were truly a great help today!”
At Olivia’s words, Ambre’s expression, who had been fidgeting and agonizing whether to run over right now, brightened up instantly.
Because she had been told that the suspicious man who suddenly appeared was someone she knew, so don’t worry, and had only been watching Olivia being dragged away.
Moreover, Her Highness the Princess said that she was a very big help today.
“Yes! Have a good time!”
Ambre, blooming brightly, waved both hands to send Olivia off.
Olivia, whose wrist was held by Cryer and clumsily matching his pace, shifted her center of gravity as far back as possible and stopped.
“Wait, wait a second.”
Even if she put her full weight into stopping, he could lightly pull her, but Cryer obediently stopped.
“What on earth are you doing?”
At Olivia’s dumbfounded expression and voice close to reproach, Cryer just lightly shrugged his shoulders.
“I didn’t even pick you up because you said not to stand out.”
“What, is that complaining like ‘I held back this much by doing the obvious!’?”
Olivia, grabbing the back of the neck of her sense of absurdity trying to flee again, shook her head and asked.
“More than that, what are you trying to do with this?”
“As I said earlier, I’m trying to do a staple from novels, plays, or fairy tale books.”
At his answer, Olivia blinked for a moment and then tilted her head greatly.
“So what you’re saying is…….”
“We can’t exactly laugh haha hoho, but at least we can not work.”
At the answer that came out so simply, Olivia lost her words to respond.
What Cryer meant was.
‘Two lovers in love disguising themselves and going on a secret outing.’
It’s called an outing, but in the end, it’s a da…….
Moreover, how timely Ambre’s last words came to mind.
Olivia had no choice but to let go of the scruff of the neck of her persistent sense of absurdity.
Good, what?
What good time?
Of course, Ambre probably didn’t say that greeting knowing anything.
It was probably just a polite remark.
But connecting it to Cryer’s words now…….
Olivia reflexively looked up at Cryer, but dodged the moment he turned his head toward her.
And because her own action was embarrassing, she grumbled.
Of course, Olivia didn’t just grumble inwardly.
They had already seen each other in the state of clinging to trouser legs at their first meeting, so what was the point of holding in stories related to him and groaning.
“A good time, that’s nonsense.”
It was a statement without context, but as soon as she opened her mouth, Cryer’s steps slowed.
“No, I mean you and me. Right now we’re in a cooperative relationship, but…….”
He didn’t need to hear the rest to know, so Cryer didn’t bother asking back.
Instead, he just stopped dead in his tracks.
The moment Olivia, who had stopped clumsily following him this time too, was about to open her mouth.
“Don’t think complicatedly.”
The man with the most complicated circumstances in the world whispered.
“For now, let’s have a good time.”
At the low whisper mixed with laughter, Olivia’s deeply furrowed brow also relaxed.
Thus, Cryer and Olivia began wandering aimlessly without even deciding on a destination.
“You’re buying this? Your eye is terrible, really.”
At Olivia’s attack, Cryer put down the item he had picked up.
“I don’t think that’s the case.”
At Cryer’s merciless evaluation, Olivia also returned what she was holding to its place.
The two, weaving through the crowd and freely disparaging each other’s tastes, were somehow holding hands.
They weren’t trembling greatly. They didn’t feel a tingling sensation just from their fingertips brushing, nor did they fidget while holding hands.
It was just extremely natural; Cryer had grabbed Olivia’s hand to pull her out when she was being pushed by people, and kept holding it to prevent that afterward.
The touching warmth was neither burning hot nor cold with tension, but lukewarm, and that alone was probably enough.
Thanks to their disguises close to transformations, they didn’t attract people’s attention.
But if someone who didn’t know saw the two, it would undoubtedly be a date.
Of course, Olivia and Cryer didn’t think that even as much as half a kidney bean.
No, if someone said that, they would have denied it with a straight face.
Telling them not to talk nonsense or bullshit, without a moment’s hesitation.
During the date that only the two unanimously said was not at all, Olivia licked her dry lips.
“I’m not hungry, but my mouth is getting curious.”
Olivia’s eyes, looking around, grew about twice as big.
“That’s it!”
She ran without delay to the stall selling cotton candy and came back with two huge cotton candies the size of her head.
“Here, this is yours. If you don’t want to eat it, just hold it.”
Before Cryer could answer anything, Olivia opened her mouth as wide as possible and chomped into the cotton candy.
Cryer, staring down at her like that, soon took a big bite of cotton candy like Olivia, and then spat out a nonchalant impression.
“So this is the taste.”
“What, is this your first time eating it?”
“Well.”
It was a highly ambiguous answer, but neither Cryer who answered nor Olivia who heard it took it ambiguously.
Anyway, since he was in a state with no memories of the past, he might have eaten it in the past or might not have.
Soon, seeing Cryer devour one cotton candy like hiding a crab’s eyes, Olivia opened her eyes like a rabbit.
“Isn’t it sweet?”
As if asking something so obvious, Cryer shook the wooden stick where the cotton candy was stuck and answered immediately.
“Sweet.”
“Huh? But you ate it all?”
At her reaction as if facing an incomprehensible situation, he tilted his head sideways.
“What’s with that reaction.”
“No, unexpectedly, you eat sweets well…….”
“Why did you think it was unexpected.”
“Of course.”
“Of course?”
Olivia couldn’t readily find words to answer Cryer who asked back.
That was because blood-crazed beast. Monster not human. Plunderer of the continent, etc.
They were just a very small part of the nicknames Cryer had during the war, but most of the rest had similar meanings.
Truly the incarnation of blood, war, and death.
Wouldn’t such a person have a fixed image of extremely hating sweets?
Olivia looked at Cryer anew.
Come to think of it, in her four lives, she had tried so hard to win wars or prevent wars altogether, but she had never heard a single piece of personal information about Cryer.
At the time, she had clicked her tongue at how thorough the security was.
As it turned out, even he himself knew almost nothing about it.
“I was wrong.”
Her words that popped out seemed like a lot of story was missing in the middle, but Cryer didn’t bother to pry.
“More than that, wait a second.”
He tapped his right cheek.
“Huh?”
Olivia blinked and followed him to grope her right cheek.
“It didn’t come off. Stay like that for a moment.”
Cryer, who let out a faint sigh, reached out his hand toward her.
For a moment, rough fingertips brushed soft cheek, and then he looked down at the fluffy cotton candy on his fingertips and lightly licked it.
Then he furrowed his brow and spat out.
“Sweet.”
At that, Olivia answered without hiding her absurdity.
“Of course it’s sweet. You just ate it yourself?”
“No, much sweeter than that. To a deadly degree.”
At his answer, Olivia immediately became serious.
“What you feel should be much more accurate. Could it be poison?”
Since ‘unfortunate accidents’ during covert operations weren’t that rare, Olivia’s words had merit.
“It could be a delayed poison that manifests over time, but more likely related to the ancient god, right?”
“Ah, that could be. Hmm, for now, my insides aren’t burning or my throat stinging. My tongue is moving well too.”
Olivia, who fidgeted her hands and feet, nodded.
“No paralysis symptoms either. As expected, rather than poison, it’s the ancient god’s…….”
In the heads of the two chattering about poison or connection to the ancient god, a very ordinary and slightly thrilling reason didn’t come to mind at all.
The fact that the same cotton candy, but because it was taken from her cheek, was deadly sweet…….
Two people in disguise, receiving no one’s attention and giving attention to no one.
And Cryer, who suddenly realized that fact, stared at Olivia, who was making a duck mouth and deeply lost in very serious contemplation.
After being absorbed in her own thoughts for a while, Olivia, as if remembering something, raised her head toward him and soon met his eyes.
“Cry……er?”
In their meeting eyes, only each other was fully contained.
At that moment, on the dark red earth, a very small, extremely small blue flower bud began to stretch.
Around the time Olivia and Cryer were giving merciless evaluations to the items each picked.
Ambre, who was heading back to the family in a highly elevated mood, paused.
She had business at a trading company in a corner today, but forgot because other matters took precedence.
Hurriedly turning her steps, she soon arrived at the smallest place deepest in the trading company area.
-Click.
Entering the inside of the trading company where afternoon sunlight poured in, Ambre looked around the unusually quiet surroundings.
“Huh? Did everyone go out.”
Her shadow, tilting her head, was slowly being eaten by someone’s shadow, but Ambre didn’t notice.
The culprit of the chain disappearances and murders that made this area noisy, and the man serving the ancient god.
He was silently reaching out toward Ambre from behind her.
The moment the man’s claw-like hand, slow but not stopping, was about to grab Ambre’s nape.
“Miss?”
The Male lead Always Seduces Her with His Beauty (Matriarchy)
Xin Jiao Zhou is the leader of the world’s premier sect. She has just experienced betrayal from all sides, was poisoned in an assassination attempt, and faced death squad attacks while the poison was taking effect. After finally clearing out the scum from her sect, she was drugged again while trying to detoxify.
After waking up from a night of unconsciousness, she gained a “beautiful and kind-hearted” husband.
Xin Jiao Zhou: “???”
He fell ill.
She came to see him, bringing breakfast.
As she put down the breakfast and was about to leave, his hand slipped while holding the spoon. “Clank!”
She turned around upon hearing the noise.
He looked up at her, his eyebrows drooping: “My hand… has no strength.”
“Shall I… feed you?” she asked tentatively.
He opened his mouth cheerfully: “Ah—”
Thinking she was drowning, he jumped in without hesitation to save her, but nearly drowned himself. In the end, it was she who swam over to rescue him, giving him air underwater.
After emerging from the water, his ear tips turned red. He lightly brushed his cheek, tucking his sideburns behind his ear, revealing delicate, pink-tinged ear tips. He lowered his gaze, too embarrassed to look at her.
Xin Jiao Zhou: He’s truly beautiful, kind-hearted, and adorable.
A certain someone when disciplining subordinates behind the scenes: “If they don’t obey, just kill them.”
What’s that? She might already have someone she cares about in her heart? A certain someone: Find out who it is, kill them, and then there won’t be anyone.
What? She met a man by the riverside? What? That man even hurt her? A certain someone: Whichever hand hurt her, chop off his entire arm.
Love at first sight without realizing it, gradually falling in love, slowly getting closer…
Family and national grudges, schemes and desires, good and evil, crime and punishment, she and he face the future together, seeking justice with passion!
A naturally dark female lead who could accidentally destroy the world but is actually an honest person VS a weak, pitiful, and helpless but skilled fighter, beautiful white-cut black male lead
My heart is not of stone, how steadfast is your love? — Tao Yuanming “Imitating the Ancients (No. 3)”
— Reading Guide —
Cold female lead & dramatic black lotus with hidden yandere traits male lead
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