“In the original, Kian almost died because he was mistakenly given flame grass, thinking it was sky grass because he had a fever. That’s why Count Redox felt sorry for Kian and treated him better. That’s why they had Duryeon fetch flame grass in advance.”
The sky grass and flame grass look similar and it’s hard to distinguish between them, but they can be identified by a slight difference in smell. As Duryeon is known for his keen sense of smell, it is expected he would have differentiated them accurately.
Kian’s small hand, like a fern, was covered in calluses and cracked in places.
It was heartbreaking. How much hardship must this child have endured for his hands to end up like this?
“Sicar. Can you get me some Andiroba oil?”
“You mean the Andiroba from the tropical rainforest?”
“Yes. We need it. Is it hard to get?”
“It’s not difficult.”
“Then please get it. We need to apply it to Kian’s hand.”
“If it’s for that reason, you don’t need to use oil. There are plenty of potions at the duke’s mansion.”
‘Ah, right. In this world, there are things called potions.’
As soon as we arrived at the duke’s mansion, the servants, who naturally assumed we had been traveling, followed Sicar in surprise as he came carrying a child. However, at Sicar’s stern command, they all disappeared without a trace.
Without even having time to change my dress, I followed Sicar into the room that had been prepared for Kian in advance. Not long after, Duryeon appeared and handed Sicar the flame grass and a potion.
At Sicar’s gesture that he should now leave, Duryeon said goodbye and left the room.
Sicar himself fed Kian the flame grass and sprayed potion on his calloused hand. We then watched in silence, waiting for Kian to wake up.
After a while, Kian began to slowly open his eyes. Then, like a startled animal, he bolted to the corner of the room and lay flat, breathing fire from his small hands.
As the son of a fire spirit mage, Kian was adept with fire. The fact that Kian was conjuring a fire spirit from his hand meant that he saw us as enemies.
“It’s okay. We’re not going to hurt you.”
Despite my words, Kian looked around as if still not reassured, his eyes darting from side to side as if searching for a way to escape.
Looking at Kian holding flames in his hands, Sicar scowled at me and said,
“If we don’t correct this brat’s habit, it will be hard for him to survive.”
To calm Kian down, I extended my palm and smiled at him.
“Kian. We’re the ones who saved you when you were down. We really won’t hurt you.”
I took my warm gaze off Kian and roughly pulled Sicar toward me.
“You do know that the purpose of this adoption is for you to become a good father, right?”
“Of course.”
“But what do you mean by that! We need to give Kian the confidence that we can take good care of him!”
“I can’t tolerate rudeness in my house. If he behaves badly, I will discipline him without mercy.”
Was that discipline or threat?
Maybe it was too much to ask of Sicar, who at twentytwo had never seen a child, let alone know how to deal with one.
“Since we’ve decided to adopt Kian and raise him well together, promise me this.”
“What promise?”
“Promise me you’ll listen to me when it comes to matters involving Kian. That’s the only way we can raise Kian well.”
Sicar didn’t answer right away, as if thinking, but finally nodded with a gloomy look.
“That’s fine. But let’s correct that habit of his.”
“Sure, as long as you’re warm to him.”
Sicar seemed to think for a moment, then gave a small nod to indicate his agreement.
‘Phew. Persuasion isn’t easy.’
I approached the corner where Kian was hiding with Sicar and extended my hand.
Kian held up his hands, from which flames sprouted like an animal’s claws, but there was fear in the child’s eyes.
“We’re the ones who picked you up from the roadside in this bitter winter. We couldn’t just leave you to freeze to death. If we wanted to hurt you, we wouldn’t have brought you here.”
Kian still did not extinguish the flames in his hands, as if still not convinced.
The child’s eyes, full of fear, seemed to be trying to read my heart.
“You really won’t hurt me……?”
Despite his constant exposure to death, and therefore his fear of strangers, there seemed to be a tiny flicker of hope in the child’s eyes that we might actually be good people.
Kian, who had no one to rely on while living a life that was cold, hungry, lonely, and scary, must have desperately needed a shelter to rest his mind and body.
“Of course. We won’t hurt you. Never.”
Kian pointed at Sicar with a wary look.
“But that gentleman…”
“Yes, that’s because he’s still awkward in dealing with people.”
Kian had a thoughtful look, but it was not completely understanding.
“Anyway, you’re hurt now, in pain, and you’ve starved a lot. So you need treatment. Would you like to stay here and let us take care of you?”
Kian looked at Sicar’s mood and cautiously nodded, then finally put out the fire in his hand.
‘Phew. Thank goodness.’
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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