The letter held in the postman’s hand arrived precisely to Lenisha.
(This is a time separator.)
Lenisha, who had been personally inspecting the process of the mansion being repaired with Linda, received the letter.
It was a letter sent by Turiel.
Turiel had taken over the entire business that Lenisha had possessed.
Turiel must be looking after Lenisha’s work in the system, but to send a letter like this, something must have happened.
Lenisha’s brow narrowed.
Or it could be to report the trends of the nobles staying in the system.
However, the letter contained something starkly different from Lenisha’s expectations.
It came in Turiel’s name, but it wasn’t her letter, but one from Kanaria.
“Ha ha.”
Lenisha burst into hollow laughter. Linda made a puzzled expression.
Lenisha looked both refreshing and bitter.
What on earth changed Kanaria’s mind?
Kanaria was a person who did not receive proper education.
She tends to see and judge most things in fragments.
Kanaria should have expected the nobles to support her since she had a child.
What on earth prompted this letter?
“Spare you?”
Lenisha’s pink eyes glowed.
Kanaria whispered vile words into Lexus’s ears and drove a wedge between him and Loterra.
One could never say there was no part of Kanaria in the death of the Duke and Duchess of Loterra.
To beg for life from Lenisha, who had lost much because of Kanaria, seemed insane.
Was she truly going to entrust her and her child’s life to Lenisha in good faith? Even a doubt crossed Lenisha’s mind.
Even if Kanaria was stupid, she knew how to judge.
Or was something going on in the royal court?
Levanfell seemed to have gone mad, planning to kill even the woman who bore his child.
He may think that the child will take his throne.
“Duchess, your expression is not good.”
“No.”
Lenisha answered faintly.
The letter, written in an endless manner, was ultimately a plea to save her own life.
‘To go to Turiel.’
Canary seemed to have thought this through quite well.
‘What on earth did Levanfell do?’
Lenisha narrowed her eyes.
‘This letter must be a joke that Turiel sent for me.’
Turiel won’t sincerely help Canary either.
He must be planning to suck the sweetness and spit it out.
‘Canary, Canary.’
What should be done with that woman?
To make a garden tree grow more beautifully, it must be pruned well.
A tree that grows too lush will not grow properly.
Canary was one of the branches that had to be cut off.
Even for Hientri.
Lenisha folded the letter and handed it to Lindei.
“What shall we do with this?”
“Burn it as it’s not that important. Turiel will take care of Canary.”
“Yes, Your Majesty the Empress.”
Canary will soon formally become the Empress.
Whether she likes it or not, Canary, as the Empress, must hold a salon and treat the ladies.
Lenisha slowly curled her lips.
‘Attending that event won’t be so bad.’
Although it’s a long way, it might be worth it.
And it will be an opportunity to imprint her on those who may have struggled without Lenisha in the institution.
“Where is Casius?”
“He’s at the training ground.”
Lenisha walked briskly.
(This is a time separator.)
“……The black sword you handle, Lady Yoyo, is certainly not cute.”
The knight panted and said to Casius.
Thwack!
The sword swung by Casius grazed the fallen knight’s cheek and embedded itself in the floor.
The knight rolled over, giggling and laughing.
“Shut that mouth.”
“What’s with the fuss? Lady Yoyo, you suit it well.”
Casius’s eyes flashed.
“Do you want to be turned into Lady Yoyo too? Do you want to see yourself becoming empty below?”
“Eek!”
The knight, who had been lying comfortably and giggling, jumped up and distanced himself from him.
Casius pulled out the embedded sword with a deep sigh.
As Casius, who had been fiddling with the damaged end, turned around—
“Casius.”
The instigator of all this, Lenisha, appeared.
With a gentle smile like spring.
“There’s something I want to talk to you about. Do you have time?”
At her soft question, Casius nodded as if mesmerized.
Holding his sword, he hurried towards Lenisha, the knights clicking their tongues as they watched.
Casius quickly moved, slinging his shirt over his shoulder.
‘If that’s not a puppy, what is…? Comes whenever called.’
Casius, once called a murderer on the battlefield, now looked like a gentle puppy.
Woof!
My Step-brother Is Obsessed With Me (Female-dominant)
A gentle female protagonist vs pitiful in the early stage, and a sick male protagonist in the later stage
Cheng Songer transmigrated into the body of a vicious cannon fodder female supporting character with the same name as her in a female-dominant novel.
In the original story, the cannon fodder female supporting character was inhumane, committing domestic violence, gambling excessively, being lustful, and even wanting to sell her stepbrother to a brothel for money.
As luck would have it, she just happened to transmigrate at this time.
Seeing Cheng Qingzhi biting his lip, enduring the tears in his eyes, looking pitiful, her heart softened.
She stuffed the money back into the Madam’s hand and reached out to him.
“Brother, come home with me.”
