“It’s poison!”
Out of nowhere, Elodie covered both her mouth and nose, causing Prince Adenmir to halt his breath momentarily and stagger back.
But the more he did, the closer Elodie approached, blocking his breath even more forcefully.
‘Poison?’
Poison?
No matter how many times he repeated Elodie’s outcry in his mind, he couldn’t understand what she was saying. Perhaps she was referring to the smoke in the bedroom.
Then, Prince Adenmir suddenly realized something was off.
…No, wait a minute.
Why was this woman saying it was poison but not covering her own nose, and covering someone else’s instead?
If it was truly poison, wouldn’t she be in danger of being poisoned herself?
He was about to point that out, licking his lips.
“Shh.”
Elodie furrowed her brow, putting pressure on her hand. Prince Adenmir’s lips were tightly pressed against Elodie’s palm.
A gentle touch to his lips made Prince Adenmir’s Adam’s apple bob.
Something was going wrong.
Suddenly, such a sense of crisis occupied his mind as Elodie’s face approached.
“…Try not to breathe as much as possible.”
Her soft voice mixed with her breath tickled Prince Adenmir’s skin. He could do nothing but look down at Elodie’s face.
Eventually, Elodie carefully removed her hand and took a handkerchief from her bosom, handing it to Prince Adenmir.
“Cover yourself with this.”
Elodie’s words were too serious to be ignored.
As he covered his mouth and nose with the handkerchief, Elodie, who had stepped back, began to search the emperor’s bedroom in earnest.
The first thing she did was to smell the incense burner, which continued to emit a pungent smoke.
“Princess, now[Dash].”
Prince Adenmir, surprised by her reckless action, tried to stop her, but Elodie was faster.
“Your Highness! I told you to cover yourself with the handkerchief. Please wait a moment, it will be over soon.”
“……”
Why does it feel like I’m being scolded?
What was even more absurd was that he could not defy Elodie’s words.
He covered his mouth and nose again with the handkerchief as she instructed. Only then did Elodie seem reassured and turned her head.
The handkerchief Elodie had carried had a sweet scent. It was the very smell he had sensed whenever he was close to her.
It was like a flower fragrance, and also like a fruit fragrance…
‘Ha. I’m not some perverted trash.’
A feeling of selfreproach welled up.
Though unintended, the fact that he was smelling the scent on someone else’s handkerchief made him feel no different from the lascivious Beltran.
Prince Adenmir was overwhelmed by the urge to return the handkerchief to its owner as soon as possible.
Behind him, Elodie, unaware of the turmoil in one man’s mind, was busily moving.
First, she put out all the fires in the incense burners.
Next, after rolling up the thick curtains that blocked all the sunlight coming into the room and tightly tying them, she opened the tightly closed windows wide.
When she opened the windows on the opposite side as well, the smoke that had filled the bedroom quickly escaped.
‘Ventilation is done.’
With the smoke that he couldn’t help but inhale disappearing, he felt his mind clear a bit.
This further confirmed his hypothesis that the incense burned in the bedroom contained poison.
However, there were still unanswered questions.
“The ventilation is done, so it’s okay now.”
After securing the window that was about to close again due to the wind, Elodie, who had turned around, caught eyes with Prince Adenmir, who had been watching her.
He slowly approached Elodie.
“What do you mean, poison?”
“That’s……”
The moment she realized the smoke was poisonous, she reached out without thinking, fearing that the person in front of her might be poisoned.
Acting without considering the consequences.
Since she had made a fuss about poison, she had to convince the other party. Elodie quickly thought.
“I thought the smoke had toxicity.”
“How can you be sure?”
“That’s……”
Hesitating for a moment, Elodie finally played her trump card.
“Don’t you know who I am?”
“……Who are you?”
“My mother is Temis Ferdia, the continent’s greatest poison maker.”
Using the name of Duchess Ferdia, Elodie’s mother.
It was the best excuse she could make right now, as she could neither exercise the power of purification nor the right to remain silent.
Although she was a bastard, it was possible that Elodie, the daughter of Temis Ferdia, had learned how to make poison over her shoulder.
“I’m sorry, ma’am. I really, really apologize for selling the name……!”
Elodie repeatedly apologized to her mistress in her heart and stealthily observed Adenmir’s expression.
She thought this excuse might not work either, but surprisingly, Adenmir seemed to understand.
“It might be so.”
“Right?”
“Then, is the fragrance poisonous?”
“I think so. There’s a little catch though…….”
Elodie glanced at the bed where the emperor was sleeping like dead. Even in this commotion, the emperor was in a dead sleep.
Adenmir asked.
“The catch?”
“Yes. Do you know when that fragrance has been burned?”
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
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Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
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