……Was it just her imagination?
“It’s nothing.”
“If you do go out, be careful.”
“……Yes, I will.”
Lamein answered with a blank expression, and Cedric turned and left the room.
“Why is he acting like that all of a sudden?”
Lamein sat on the bed and shook her head.
“It’s not like he’s monitoring me or anything. How strange.”
She couldn’t understand why.
“I guess he was just curious or something.”
She casually dismissed the thought and took a deep breath, her eyes narrowing slowly.
“But what was that earlier?”
The strong, unpleasant smell that lingered in her nose.
And the dizzying sensation and unexplained nausea.
Remembering it made her stomach churn.
“Hmm……. What could be the cause?”
Lamein turned her head and looked at herself in the mirror.
She was starting to get worried.
The sudden nosebleeds, the strange sensation in her hand, and the unexplained dizziness.
“Is there really something wrong with me?”
An unfamiliar sense of anxiety washed over her.
“But it’s not like I can do anything about it, even if I have an illness.”
In a world where people who fell ill could neither take common medicine nor receive treatment.
“Yes. Let’s not worry about it prematurely.”
She resolved not to think negatively.
Just as she tore her gaze away from the mirror, Jane entered.
“Madam, I will help you get ready to go out.”
Jane, who had come into the room, headed towards the wardrobe as if to pick out a dress.
“Jane, I’m just going to rest today.”
Jane stopped and turned towards Lamein.
“I think I’m tired, so I’ll just rest today.”
“Yes. I think that would be best. Are you feeling unwell?”
Jane looked at her with worried eyes.
“No, I just didn’t sleep much because I stayed up late reading a book. You go and rest too. If I need anything, I’ll call you.”
“Yes, I will excuse myself then.”
After Jane left, Lamein, who was sitting in a daze, stared at the medicine bottle on the bedside table.
Then she got up and headed to the study.
When she opened the desk drawer, she found the medicine box she had received from the perfume workshop last time, still wrapped like a perfume.
As she unwrapped it, a bitter smell from the herb wafted up to her nose.
She brought a leaf shaped like a maple leaf up to her eyes.
Then, turning it around left and right, up and down,
“…….”
She turned her head towards the bookshelf.
She stared intently at a book she had opened last time, one with many fingerprints on it, then approached the shelf.
“What do I look for…….”
Page by page, she came back to the desk.
“Carxit. It looks similar but slightly different. Morren? This doesn’t seem right either.”
She began to compare the herb in her hand with the drawings in the book.
“Why are all these names so difficult?”
Frowning, she muttered, when her eyes suddenly widened.
“Ah! Lorin! Found it!”
She swiftly held up the herb and placed it over the drawing of the herb in the book.
Yes, it matches.
“This herb is available in the Kingdom of Hamberun…….”
She quickly started reading the description written next to the herb’s picture.
“Dead people can be seen, or strange voices can be heard. If taken regularly, these symptoms will disappear…….”
Lamein read the dark letters slowly, shifting her gaze to the herbs lying on the book.
“……An antipsychotic drug?”
As she read the explanation, she found that the drug and its effects were similar to those used for bipolar disorder, depression, or schizophrenia.
Staring blankly at the herbs, she turned the page.
“If nails or toenails split, or small white blisters appear on the skin…….”
The speed of reading the dark letters and turning the pages gradually increased.
The first day she discovered this book. She didn’t know because she didn’t look closely.
“You would believe it’s a pharmaceutical book.”
How many things are in here?
“When exactly did this……”
Lamein narrowed her eyes, staring through the book.
Could it be the things Lamein recorded?
Could it be an old book?
Curiosity prevails.
“No. If this existed, there’s no way medicine wouldn’t have advanced.”
Just as Duke Haribo said, she, who was interested in herbs and bought thousands of series of medicines, would be expected to write such a book and still have plenty.
“Lamein. It’s amazing…….”
With her mouth open in admiration, her eyes slowly drooped.
“So what. I’m Lamein, but I don’t remember anything.”
She flung herself onto the desk and let out a deep sigh.
“It’s frustrating…….”
Without even knowing my own heart, the world outside the picturelike window is only peaceful.
With a blank gaze, she looked at the unfamiliar world and slowly closed her eyes.
.
.
.
Nothing can be seen.
Nothing can be felt.
A space that seems to have cut off all breath in the darkness.
‘Sa……Save me. Save me…….’
A voice crushed by terror covers the black air.
‘Haah. Haah.’
The smell of blood pushes deep into the lungs with every breath.
Squeak. Squeak. Squeak.
A sound scratching the eardrums like a sharp knife.
‘Please wake up……. Please.’
Behind a trembling child’s voice like a winter persimmon tree.
‘I have a wife and child…… I have to…… go home. Save me.’
‘Please save me. Please…….’
Dark, murky voices strangle the limbs.
‘No……. I don’t want to. I’m scared……. Let go.’
Whether eyes are open or closed, the end is not seen.
‘Please……. Let me go back. Sob.’
In the world of death, a bloodstained child is crying alone.
‘Child. Why are you crying?’
The child’s body began to tremble like a beam of light approaching.
‘Daddy always told me.’
No. No.
Flailing, the body is stuck to the ground, motionless.
Chaeang!
A sharp knife flashed before the eyes.
Soon, that cruel weapon will ruthlessly butcher my body.
Tears fell drop by drop from the trembling child’s eyes.
‘Rather…… Rather, kill me.’
A world where even breathing feels like suffocation.
The weakly uttered voice vanished like a handful of ash.
A time that doesn’t end even if repeated and repeated.
‘Really?’
A bitter laugh lodged at the man’s lips.
‘If you can die, try dying.’
A flash of lightning over the sword raised high in the air.
……It’s light.
A light that never blossomed brilliantly.
The only cruel and unattainable light that can fall before my cursed life.
Tears moistened the eyelashes, trembling like the last leaf hanging on a winter tree.
A cold wind of the blade rushed in.
Closing the eyes to the world for even a moment.
Because that was all I could do.
The child closed her eyes gently.
.
.
.
“Heeek!!”
Lamein’s eyes flickered as she jolted upright.
“Haah. Haah. Haah.”
Her frail body trembled violently with each bursting, rough breath.
The flickering eyes soon swept over the library filled with darkness.
‘I……I was asleep.’
Thump. Thump. Thump.
The heart pounds as if it won’t stop.
A dream? A dream……right.
“What on earth…….”
Nothing was remembered.
But the creepy feeling that had invaded her body was still vivid.
Gulp.
Lamein swallowed her dry saliva, slowly raising her trembling hand.
And, like a piece of ice had brushed past, she grabbed her neck, which was swirling with a cold sensation.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
*
Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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