“You were no less stubborn. Hestia. Remember when you threatened not to set foot in the Divine Empire again unless Ronika’s King allowed the marriage?”
“Father, that’s…”
“Hahaha. Seeing you and then seeing my granddaughter, it’s not surprising that they look so alike.”
Belia burst into laughter at the unexpected story. But the expression of the High Priest, who gazed intently at his granddaughter, turned dark again.
“Be careful, Belia. It seems like many dangerous things await you.”
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
Belia deliberately replied with a brighter expression.
At that moment, the High Priest took something out of his embrace.
“Take this.”
It was a necklace with a small black gem embedded in it.
Belia, receiving it cautiously, looked at her grandfather with a puzzled expression.
“I infused my sacred power into the black gem soaked in purification water for a month to make this necklace.”
It was a necklace of a size small enough not to be conspicuous, but if it contained the sacred power of the High Priest, it was undoubtedly of great value.
“You can’t make many, so don’t ever let it leave your body.”
Despite the advisory words, the process of making the necklace was extremely delicate.
It was an item that the High Priest had meticulously crafted for his granddaughter, who was staying in a foreign country after getting married.
He hoped it would protect her from harm and help her even in dire situations.
Recognizing its value at a glance, Belia looked at the necklace intently and expressed her gratitude with a touched voice.
“Thank you, Grandfather.”
It was sincere.
More than the efficacy of the necklace, she was deeply grateful for her grandfather’s feelings, which he had prepared for a long time.
Belia immediately put the necklace around her neck, expressing her thanks once again with a bright smile.
Before she knew it, it was the day of the wedding.
With the help of her grandfather and mother, Belia had created a small device with sacred power at the Second Prince’s palace during this time.
It felt a bit regrettable to draw every last drop of her family’s power, but she couldn’t let this opportunity pass. After all, she had no idea what would happen in the future.
Moreover, wasn’t there almost a week left?
‘It’s fortunate that it was made faster than I thought.’
While preparing for this and that, time flowed surprisingly quickly.
Wearing a pure white wedding dress with the help of the maids, Belia’s mind was constantly occupied with different thoughts.
“Princess, you look so beautiful.”
The reflection of Belia in the mirror was truly the embodiment of a pure bride. With her fair skin, silver hair, and white dress, she exuded a delicate yet noble atmosphere.
Even the maids dressing her up were looking at her in awe; she was so incredibly beautiful.
“Thank you.”
Finally stopping her thoughts, Belia blankly stared at herself in the mirror.
It was the second time she had seen herself like this.
Honestly, the first time she wore a wedding dress was when she felt purely happy and excited about the fact that she was getting married. Back then, she was blissfully ignorant and just happy.
“Today, His Majesty will surely fall in love with you again, Princess!”
The maids continued with compliments.
Belia carefully scrutinized her own appearance.
It seemed pretty to me, too. But that’s all there was to it. This was definitely a different feeling from the first time she got married. It wasn’t unfamiliar or exciting. Her mind was somewhat tense, and honestly, she couldn’t quite understand it.
However, Belia’s expression was bright. She turned away from the mirror.
“I’m ready.”
“All right.”
She slowly stepped out of the room.
As she left the palace, a carriage prepared to welcome Belia awaited her.
It was decorated so beautifully, fitting for a carriage for the bride.
As soon as she saw the carriage adorned with flowers of various colors, it felt lovely.
“This carriage has been personally prepared by His Majesty for today’s heroine.”
The coachman explained matter-of-factly.
Soon, as Belia got on the carriage, it began to move slowly towards the venue where the wedding would take place. Even the sound of horse hooves was cheerful.
‘Am I really marrying Khalid…?’
Until a while ago, everything seemed fine, but suddenly her heart raced.
It felt strange. It seemed a bit tense. She couldn’t quite understand it. Facing the day that seemed unlikely to come, it didn’t feel real. So, instead of thinking about her wedding, she recalled other familiar things that had been going on.
But as the view of the splendidly decorated palace and the servants who came out to bless her path for the wedding unfolded, all these moments became vivid.
The rattling carriage slowly came to a stop.
“Princess, you can come out now.”
In the Empire, there was a tradition where the groom wouldn’t see the bride’s face until the very end. Therefore, the bride would travel to the entrance of the venue in a carriage so that the groom couldn’t see her until the wedding ceremony.
Hence, when the wedding ceremony began and the bride descended from the carriage, the guests could witness the groom’s face as he saw the bride walking towards him for the first time—an additional source of entertainment for the guests who came to see the wedding.
And conversely, it meant that the bride would also see the groom, dressed in ceremonial attire, for the first time.
“Phew…”
Music resounded loudly, and the carriage door opened.
Wearing a white dress, Belia slowly revealed herself.
People on both sides were showering her with flower petals, and cheers erupted.
And at the end of the path she was walking, she could see Khalid, magnificently adorned.
Upon discovering him, her heart began to beat uncontrollably.
It felt unreal yet incredibly realistic.
‘…’
And Khalid’s feelings as he looked at her were no different.
How could she be so beautiful? Even though he wanted to keep her from everyone, he also wanted to proudly announce to the world that this person was his woman.
With each cautious step she took closer, an irresistible impulse lifted his head. He wanted to run down this path right away, grab her hand, and kiss her.
As she approached, his expression became increasingly dangerous. It was the face of a predatory beast, mouth agape, waiting for its prey.
So, when Belia walked the long flower path and reached Khalid.
He couldn’t restrain himself and kissed Belia.
Voices filled with astonishment and joy from the people surrounded them.
And so, their wedding ceremony began.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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