“I’ll do it. It might be difficult for me to speak fluently, but since Kian relies on me a lot, I think it’s better if I do it.”
“He may not be completely relieved of stress yet, so if it’s tough, take it easy today and leave early tomorrow morning.”
“No, we should depart today. Kian is a child with a strong sense of responsibility. Even though he doesn’t show it outwardly, he’s still tormented by guilt. If we properly retrieve Valisje’s remains, it might alleviate Kian’s burden, so let’s leave today.”
Sicar turned around and held my hand. When I looked back, he spoke with a calm yet firm tone.
“Stay strong. If you ever need my help, just let me know.”
It was a warm message, almost making me doubt if this was the Sicar I knew.
I smiled at Sicar and went up to Kian’s room. During that time, Kian had changed into neat clothes and was organizing something, putting it away in the closet.
“Huh? Kian, what was that just now?”
“Oh, this is what my great-grandmother gave me.”
“Ah, I see.”
I was curious about what it was, but I didn’t want to pry into Kian’s privacy, so I didn’t ask despite my curiosity.
Most importantly, I had to gather my thoughts on what I needed to say to Kian from now on.
“But what’s the matter, Mother?”
Looking at me with eyes full of curiosity and innocence, it was hard to find words.
I walked slowly and sat on the bed, not relying on the table for support, but settling onto the bed.
“Kian, come over and sit here.”
Kian looked at me with a puzzled expression, seemingly curious about what I was saying, and then sat down next to me.
“Speak. Mother.”
“Kian, well…”
Kian already had a worried expression, as if he anticipated that something ominous was about to be said.
I took Kian’s small hands in mine and said, “Kian, listen to me without getting too surprised, okay?”
Kian looked at me with a solemn gaze and nodded.
“Kian… we found your father, Valisje Tahigon.”
As soon as I finished speaking, Kian’s large pupils widened even more. Kian suddenly grasped my hands tightly as if he expected ominous words from me.
“Mother! Is it possible that my father is alive?”
Even though he was asking if his father was alive, there was no trace of hope in Kian’s expression.
Unable to manage my expression, I hesitated in my speech, so there was no way Kian wouldn’t notice.
“Kian… Valisje has become a star in the sky. But…”
I couldn’t say more as I watched Kian, who was shedding tears silently, holding back his sobs. Seeing him like that, my heart ached, and I hugged Kian. He might have already suspected his father’s death from the moment Valisje went missing. However, since disappearance did not confirm death, the reality of death might not have fully sunk in until he heard from me that Valisje had indeed passed away.
It was heart-wrenching to see Kian trying to hold back his tears, unable to cry freely, and suppressing the urge to weep. Kian, who had been stifling his sobs, finally let tears escape and said, “Th-then, where is Father’s body now, Mother?”
“He’s said to be in Solsan. It seems that Vicar and Durion are keeping watch over him. If it’s okay with you, Kian, we can go today. How do you feel?”
“Y-yes! Mother! I want to go see Father right away!”
“Alright. Let’s depart soon.”
As we brought Kian out of the room, Sicar had already arranged for the departure, instructing the servants to prepare everything.
Andrea expressed deep regret at the fact that we were leaving the mansion again after returning for a while.
“As you mentioned going to Solsan, I’ve prepared thick coats in the carriage. Since the mansion is well-guarded, please take care on your journey. Madam.”
“Andrea, thank you for your efforts.”
“Yes, Madam.”
We bid farewell to the servants and boarded the carriage again.
Contrary to the comfort of returning, getting back into the carriage felt gloomy, to the extent that not a single word could be exchanged.
As we approached Solsan, the temperature gradually dropped. I took out the thick coat Andrea had prepared and helped Kian put it on first.
Kian silently put on the coat, and Sicar, too, took a coat and put it on, then assisted me in wearing mine.
Although not a word was spoken, we could feel each other’s warmth.
As we neared Solsan, the sun descended beyond the snowy mountains. Even before reaching the summit, the sun disappeared behind the white mountains, and darkness descended heavily.
The carriage dashed through the darkness towards a faint light in the distance.
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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