As if she were dreaming a happy dream, a satisfied smile stayed on her lips.
Fortunately, even after waking up, it seemed Seliya did not remember the incident.
‘…Having alleviated some of her pain, I can only pray she finds my role satisfactory.’
Dietrich decided to directly hand over the food to Seliya, and take the opportunity to inquire about her abilities. He also intended to share some cautionary advice about meeting the cunning empress.
Having gone without food for days, the amount he carried in the basket—freshly milked milk, fresh apples and plums, and freshly baked bread—would more than fill her stomach.
Dietrich stood in front of Seliya’s door.
Knock, knock.
“It’s me.”
Dietrich knocked, but there was no reply from inside. He stared quietly at the wall clock hanging in the corridor.
The clock pointed to 10:10. It was less than two hours until the time the Empress had mentioned—noon.
Knock, knock.
Despite several knocks, there was still no response. Dietrich, unable to waste more time, finally pushed the door open and entered the room.
“…….”
There was no one in the room. Dietrich carefully set down the food basket on the desk and scanned the room. That’s when the bathroom door swung open.
Dietrich turned his head towards the sound. There, was Seliya. Freshly out of the bath, Seliya was.
Seliya was covered only with a white towel. It seemed a bit of a stretch to cover her entire body with just a towel; her milky-white thighs were clearly visible.
Blinking as if to assess the situation, Seliya then narrowed her eyes. She soon pointed at Dietrich and spoke.
“You…….”
Dietrich quickly turned his head away. Seliya’s mocking voice pierced his ears.
“Did you come into the room knowing I was taking a bath?”
Dietrich was indignant. He turned his body away from Seliya and retorted.
“I knocked several times; it’s your fault for not hearing.”
“How could I hear when I was in the bathroom?”
“If I’d known you were bathing, I wouldn’t have come in.”
“…….”
Seliya glared coldly at the back of Dietrich’s head. She hadn’t expected Dietrich, of all people, to barge into her room, especially when her powers didn’t work on him.
Had it been any other man, she would have stopped him in his tracks with her abilities and delivered a strong kick to his vital areas.
Seliya’s gaze shifted to the food basket on her desk. She hadn’t eaten for days and was already feeling like she could die of hunger.
Seliya walked over to the desk where the food basket was. Making sure the towel wouldn’t fall off, she kept an eye on Dietrich to see whether he was looking at her as she moved.
Fortunately, Dietrich had his hand covering his eyes. Seliya felt relieved seeing that even his ears weren’t red.
Seliya took a bite of an apple from the basket. The food tasted extraordinarily good, perhaps because it had been so long since she had eaten.
Seliya put down the apple she was eating and took a few sips of milk, then proceeded to finish off a baguette as well.
Just as she was about to reach for a fourth plum after eating three, Dietrich’s suppressed voice came from behind her.
“…Could you please put on some clothes first?”
Only then did Seliya realize Dietrich was still there. She had momentarily forgotten his presence, engrossed in the food.
During her time in Jajakga, the Brillion mother and daughter had often insisted she eat various foraged foods, so she couldn’t remember the last time she had eaten proper food like this.
Come to think of it, Dietrich had always brought her delicious food, even when she was in prison. Though it may have been for his own ends, Seliya didn’t view it negatively.
It’s much more effective to buy someone’s favor rather than their disdain when you want to use them.
Dietrich hadn’t become the head of the Royal Knights for no reason, baseless as he might have been.
“Put on some clothes, will you?”
Dietrich’s voice full of displeasure snapped Seliya out of her reverie.
“The food you brought is just too delicious.”
Dietrich said nothing. His deep sigh served as his response, speaking volumes about his current state of mind.
Seliya picked up a morning roll instead of a plum. She put the bread in her mouth and chewed as she stood in front of the wardrobe.
Dietrich was still covering his eyes with one hand, clenching his fist with the other.
Upon seeing Dietrich’s fist, as if he wanted to punch himself at any moment, Seliya burst into a raucous laugh and swung open the doors of the wardrobe.
Instead of the elaborate dresses worn by noble young ladies, the wardrobe was filled with clothes that commoners would wear. Undergarments were neatly stacked in the drawers below.
Seliya was satisfied. It was easier to move around in these clothes than in dresses adorned with cumbersome decorations, and she could change by herself.
“Can I choose anything to wear from these?”
Dietrich responded to Seliya’s question.
“Yes.”
Seliya picked out the most comfortable-looking underwear and a dress in a neutral color. The clothes smelled freshly new. She quickly changed into them.
“I’m done. You can look now.”
At Seliya’s words, Dietrich removed the hand that had been covering his eyes.
“……”
Upon seeing Seliya, Dietrich’s eyebrows furrowed harshly. As Seliya tilted her head, Dietrich looked at her with disdainful eyes and said,
“Can’t you eat those crumbs of bread without smearing them all over your mouth?”
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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