Annette’s life is in danger? At these words, Emperor’s first knight, Simoren Lindel, was incredulous.
“How can someone who was fine until yesterday suddenly be in critical condition? Does that make any sense?”
Even if Annette had brazenly entered the palace, coveting the Emperor’s side, this seemed too obvious a ruse. It was clear that she was playing tricks to draw Peter’s attention, as he would certainly not visit her otherwise.
Such ignorance of shame.
If she’s already trying to manipulate the Emperor after surviving one night, it will undoubtedly lead to significant problems later.
Simoren frowned and spoke.
“Your Majesty, I suggest sending Annette Martineck away. If left like this…”
But his words halted, unfinished. The reason was simple.
“Ha, ha, ha!”
Simoren, and even more so Peter, was filled with rage.
Usually, Peter, despite his nickname of tyrant, showed little emotional fluctuation. That’s why the nickname suited him. But now, his face was a turmoil of emotions.
The man slowly stroking his face was tumultuous and fierce.
“Annette Martineck, how dare you…”
Peter’s voice, heavy with suppressed anger, scraped his throat.
When he heard Annette was in critical condition, his reaction wasn’t much different from Simoren’s.
However, Peter knew this wasn’t just a ploy for his attention. Simoren and the others might not know, but Peter did. It was the fact that Lowell was terminally ill.
‘Not only does she have a face dreadfully similar to Lowell, but now she pretends to be ill like her.’
The message this sent was chillingly clear.
Whoever put Annette in front of him knew about Lowell.
Peter found this absurdly amusing. He laughed for a while, then, with a face still holding traces of laughter, called his knight.
“Simoren, do you remember that time?”
“That time, Your Majesty means…”
“When father went mad, trying to find me a companion.”
“Ah…”
Remembering that time, Simoren hesitated to respond. But Peter, still finding it laughable, untied the handkerchief from his hand.
About 10 years ago, the former Emperor rummaged through Peter’s mind, literally ‘scouring’ it.
The pretext was a father’s concern for a son who refused to find a companion.
Tying his rebellious son like a dog and presenting him before high nobles, the former Emperor used magic to search Peter’s mind and showed them.
“Memorize this well. This is the appearance of the woman my son loves. Prepare a suitable companion for my son, keeping this in mind.”
It was a mad command. Despite the known diminished empathy of those born with dragon’s blood, how could this be?
In fact, the former Emperor was already half-crazed, often committing absurd acts, but that day was one of the worst.
Thus, it became publicly known that Peter’s first love was a noble girl with black hair.
However, since the memory was so fragmentary and Peter killed all those who saw Lowell’s apparition at that site right after he killed his father, no further information leaked out.
The fact that young Peter had such an experience was also concealed.
Therefore, not much was known about ‘the Emperor’s first love’.
Only that she was a girl with black hair and eyes.
The story of fifteen-year-old Lowell was remembered only by Peter.
‘And now she does this.’
It was impossible without knowing Lowell. Annette was blatantly bringing up his past memories in front of him.
A poison so sweetly lethal it could numb the tongue.
The taste in Peter’s mouth turned bitter. He took a shallow breath. Even in this moment, the madness gnawing at his sanity still filled his chest.
Yes, since he had agreed to play along, he had to keep his promise.
Peter slowly clenched and unclenched the scarred hand, then exhaled at the same pace.
“Where is Annette Martineck?”
Blinking, Lowell lifted her eyelids. The first thing she saw was the canopy decorating the bed.
‘I thought there would be at least one person around.’
The room she lay in was empty. Whether it was genuinely for her well-being, or simply because no one wanted to watch a dying woman, she couldn’t tell.
Having others watch was, in fact, the last thing she wanted. From the beginning, there was only one person she wished to see upon opening her eyes.
Peter alone.
‘Was it a failure?’
Lowell struggled to sit up, furrowing her brow.
After sitting in the steaming bath for so long, her body felt like a leather bag filled with water. It took all her strength just to lean against the headboard of the bed, but even then, she managed to find the clock.
‘A lot of time has passed.’
Considering the last time she checked the clock before entering the bathroom, a significant amount of time had gone by.
Perhaps it took too long to discover her unconscious state. She awoke in the bedroom, not the bathroom. If her last memory was in the bathtub, it meant the maids, finding her unusually absent from the bathroom, must have moved her, indicating the passage of time.
Yet she woke up alone. Had Peter not received the news, or had he heard but chosen not to come?
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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