“Your Majesty, the Emperor… I am honored to meet you.”
Duke Martins seemed flustered even before I did, promptly bowing to Rinel.
I was paralyzed by Rinel, who was radiating anger from his entire being.
His cold eyes, cold enough to freeze the entire AlHyeon Sil, were darting between me and Duke Martins.
“Do I, need to know something about the two of you?”
I had to make some kind of excuse.
My lips stiffened even more at his terribly calm voice.
I had no choice but to rely on Duke Martins, who was smarter than me.
I waited for the Duke to make a plausible excuse, but he was also lacking in quick thinking.
“Empress.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“Were you and the Duke you call ‘we’ close?”
“Not… quite close.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes, I’m certain.”
It was from this point that a smile began to appear on Rinel’s face.
“Then would it be okay if I killed the Duke?”
My eyes, which had been on the marble floor, jolted up in surprise at his words.
“What do you think?”
It sounds like a great idea?
I almost clapped.
Instead of words, I sent a positive signal to Rinel with my eyes.
Although he wouldn’t notice my positive signal.
“Not a bad idea…”
After I managed to say this much, I sneaked a glance at Duke Martins.
The Duke was looking at me with a somewhat hurt expression.
“If you kill the Duke, a strange nobleman might come up from the Kingdom of Shat Onil.”
“…Ah! I hadn’t thought of that. Ha, haha.”
Rinel chuckled, tilting his head.
It wasn’t a joke to make him laugh, it was genuine?
As he flipped his shiny black hair back, he opened his mouth again.
“That’s right, the Empress makes a good point. It would become more troublesome for me, wouldn’t it?”
“You’re repeating yourself, Your Majesty.”
I replied with a small smile.
I deliberately ignored the intense gaze of Duke Martins touching my left face.
The Duke, who was the subject of the conversation about his life between the Emperor and Empress, couldn’t help but start laughing.
Of course, Duke Martins’ eyes looked terribly sad.
It was a bit pitiful, but I felt more gratified.
Thanks to that, the previously intense atmosphere eased up a bit.
It was regrettable to miss an easy opportunity to get rid of the Duke, but I didn’t hate him enough to kill him yet.
Of course, I might regret today’s events later.
“Duke, congratulations on surviving in the Empress’ Palace.”
Rinel clapped a few times and said.
“…Yes?”
“You should go. If my laughter fades, I won’t know what to do.”
Rinel stepped aside from the door of AlHyeon Sil where he had been standing.
When Duke Martins hesitated, Rinel shot him a look as if asking why he was not leaving.
The Duke, while pretending to greet me, whispered into my ear.
“You must return His Majesty to the harem tonight.”
“?”
“That way, while the Empress is here, you can rest comfortably without being attacked by the lords.”
The Duke’s advice plunged my mood back into darkness.
Do I have to send him, who came to me, back?
To the harem’s bedroom?
“Duke, do you still have something to talk about with the Empress?”
Rinel’s annoyed voice echoed.
He slowly walked towards where me and Duke Martins stood.
The Duke was about to excuse himself, but
“Isn’t it time to leave?”
Rinel cut off the Duke’s words.
At that, the Duke, opening and closing his mouth like a goldfish, bowed his head respectfully and disappeared out of AlHyeon Sil.
“Let’s go to the bedroom.”
As soon as Duke Martins left, Rinel took my hand and said.
[Star Icon][Star Icon][Star Icon]He was silent on the way from AlHyeon Sil to the bedroom.
He opened the bedroom door and gently pushed me in.
It was an extremely strange situation where I seemed more conscious than my husband, who had just returned from the afternoon ceremony with the harem.
I felt shrunk for no reason, even though I hadn’t done anything wrong.
Oh well, my very existence is a sin.
“It’s forbidden from now on.”
As soon as the bedroom door closed, Rinel turned me to face him and said.
“…What?”
“That word.”
“What word?”
“‘We’.”
“Ah, the talk with the Duke? That was a misunderstanding……”
“Whether it’s a misunderstanding or a sevenunderstanding, it’s forbidden.”
“That’s not it……”
“Whether it’s a misunderstanding or misunderstanding! I said I don’t want to hear it. The ‘we’ you use with other men.”
“……Yes.”
As I obediently nodded and answered, Rinel’s stern expression gradually softened.
“Even if there are no other people from the Chateau Neil Kingdom here besides the Duke of Martins, isn’t it a bit inappropriate to be alone with him at this hour?”
“I will be careful in the future.”
I decided against telling him that the Duke of Martins had come uninvited.
Because I felt there was no need to explain in detail to him, who had welcomed four concubines today.
“The one who should be careful is the visitor.”
Fortunately, Rinel believed that the Duke of Martins had come to see me unilaterally.
“He saved the Duke.”
He said, fiddling with the silk shawl draped on my shoulder.
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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