He knocked and waited for a moment. However, there was no sound from inside the room.
“Is she asleep?”
Knock, knock.
He knocked again, and this time, he slowly opened the door.
Through the slightly opened door, he could see Lamain leaning against the bedhead, sitting at an angle.
“Lamain. I thought you were sleeping because you didn’t answer.”
When he spoke in a soft voice, his wife’s gaze slowly moved towards him.
“…”
His quick steps towards his wife slowed down.
There was something strange about the expression on her face as she averted her gaze.
“You’re late.”
Her voice seemed to have softened.
“Yes. The work took longer than I thought. What were you doing?”
“I wasn’t doing anything.”
He slightly tilted his head, narrowing the remaining distance between them.
“Is there something wrong?”
“No. Nothing happened.”
She continued to look somewhere else.
“Can I talk to you? I missed you all day.”
At that moment, her eyelids, beautifully swept upward, fluttered slightly as if touched by the wind.
Then, she turned her face towards him.
Cedric slowly sat on the edge of the bed.
“Was there really nothing wrong?”
Looking into her eyes, which contained a gentle light, he asked softly.
Her slightly parted red lips, as if about to say something, quickly closed.
‘Something seems off.’
He, who subtly furrowed his brows, slowly spoke.
“Did I do something wrong to you, by any chance?”
At that moment, Lamain slowly raised her eyebrows.
“No, it’s not like that.”
And she lowered her head slightly.
“Then who could have made the wife feel this way?”
A thin sigh flowed again through the closed red lips.
“It’s not that…”
As her hesitant voice flowed, she closed her mouth once again.
“Lamain?”
Calling as if questioning why she stopped speaking.
“No matter how much I think about it, this doesn’t seem right. Get out quickly!”
Suddenly, the wife tries to chase him away.
“Lamain, why on earth…”
“I told you to leave quickly! It’s nothing!”
“Uh! Uh…”
Now reaching out, he started pushing his own body.
The face they barely met turned back in the opposite direction.
What on earth is this situation?
Cedric’s blue eyes, bewildered, flickered.
“You haven’t done anything wrong. It’s because of me. It’s okay, so leave quickly.”
“While you’re like this, how can I leave?”
Lamain let out an ambiguous sigh through her closed lips.
“What could you possibly not tell me?”
Then, she slowly turned her head towards Cedric.
Before you say anything, don’t leave.
With a stern expression, as if guarding the bed all night, Cedric locked eyes with Lamain.
Lamain, who had been looking at Cedric with motionless eyes, turned her upper body slowly.
“As I said, couples should talk to each other.”
Firmer than any moment.
At the moment she spoke as if urging, Cedric, facing Lamain, was taken aback.
‘…Hmm. What is it?’
Thud.
In a flash, Cedric felt startled by the wife’s eyes, as if her patience had snapped.
“Conversation. Yes. Fine. Let’s talk.”
“…What?”
Shall we try once?
As if asking that, Lamain’s lips slowly opened.
“Then, shall we have a conversation about the story of saving the first love almost falling off a cliff and almost getting engaged?”
A spine-chilling voice echoed.
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
