The funeral was solemn, just as Lenisha had hoped.
There was nothing amiss in terms of etiquette, and many people attended.
Solaine led the funeral.
Solaine strongly expressed her will to conduct the funeral for the deceased Duke and Duchess.
Solaine had deep affection for the Duke and Duchess.
“Now, as you both depart on a path from which you will never return, may you find peaceful rest by God’s side.”
Solaine’s voice was moist with tears.
It was the path bidding farewell to the last moments of the two.
Lenisha stared at it blankly.
It felt as if her heart had stopped. She would never see them again.
In truth, after entering the palace and leaving for the battlefield, Lenisha hadn’t seen them often.
Nevertheless.
Knowing that they were alive somewhere and realizing that she would never see them again were different.
“Lenisha…!”
Cassius supported the swaying Lenisha.
Lenisha grabbed Cassius’s arm desperately.
“Never… never see them again?”
Lenisha asked like a child.
It was quite different from the image she had shown so far.
Tears filled Lenisha’s eyes.
“Never see them again? Really…?”
In the softly whispered words, Lenisha’s tears were thoroughly soaked.
It felt like her heart was tearing apart.
It felt like the world was collapsing.
She knew that she had avoided bringing up their deaths from the depths of her heart because she knew it would be like this.
Because she couldn’t bear this loss and sadness.
Lenisha’s legs gave out.
She was solely relying on Cassius’s strength.
Cassius pulled Lenisha’s shoulder and embraced her.
Cassius’s jaw was also firmly set.
“I never imagined… that my parents would leave me… I couldn’t even imagine that they would leave me and go first… I… hate it.”
Lenisha whimpered.
“Hate it! No… what do I do…”
Lenisha, still holding Cassius, slid down.
Cassius, following the collapsing Lenisha, crouched down.
The sound of weeping filled the precipice.
Even the crashing waves couldn’t overcome the sorrow.
Tears streamed down Cassius’s cheeks.
Cassius gently kissed Lenisha’s forehead.
“It will be okay, Lenisha. They are not leaving like this. Always, always by Lenisha’s side…”
“Huhu…”
A suppressed sob burst from Lenisha’s lips.
Yesterday’s dignity was laid on the ground.
Isabella, Brixton, and Haylin’s cries mingled with Lenisha’s.
They, too, lost the strong fence that had protected them.
Isabella’s crying, comforted by the nurse, could be heard.
Solaine made every effort to proceed with the funeral as composedly as possible.
The urn containing the ashes of the two was buried in the ground.
Lenisha rushed over and collapsed on top of it.
“If it goes like this, what should we do, Father… Mother, leaving us like this, what should we do… In this cold place… Our father dislikes the cold.”
Brixton comforted Lenisha.
As the beloved youngest child, Lenisha had never left her parents’ embrace when she was young.
Brixton firmly embraced Lenisha and said, “I will protect Lenisha, Father. I will definitely protect the beloved youngest daughter that Mother loves so much. So don’t worry too much… Don’t worry, and go.”
Brixton’s heart was also crumbling.
‘Brixton, I might not come back. No, surely that will happen. Lenisha… I entrust her to you.’
“Father! Am I the only child of Father? Can’t you see me?”
“Why wouldn’t I see you? Where is there a finger that doesn’t hurt? But, Brixton, you have Haylin, don’t you? Without Isabella, Lenisha… that child is alone in that lonely palace.”
Now Brixton understood that sentiment.
Now, after almost losing Isabella and finding her again, he saw Lenisha, who had always been elegant, crumbling.
“Brixton, don’t be disappointed. We love you too. With all our hearts. How can I forget the first child I gave birth to, you? Brixton, our baby. I love you. We love you so much.”
Even the affectionate mother who comforted Brixton’s heart knew about this situation.
Brixton wiped away the tears flowing down my face with his rough hands.
Living a life where he was loved had been so natural.
Brixton, holding the struggling Lenisha in his arms, stepped back.
Flowers scattered.
The first flowers blooming in the revived Hilloshine were dedicated to the two of them.
Everyone attending the funeral mourned the deaths of the two.
When the deep hole was about halfway filled with flowers, they covered it with soil.
“Brixton… Don’t let them! I still have something to say! I still have!”
Lenisha struck Brixton’s shoulder.
The strongest one hurts the most, as they had said.
Lenisha was just like that.
Brixton, holding onto the irrational Lenisha, held her firmly.
“Lenisha… It’s okay. It will be okay.”
Brixton mumbled absentmindedly.
It was a moment when no words could comfort Lenisha or Brixton.
White flowers bloomed on the flat-covered grave.
It was Cassius’s strength.
A memorial stone was erected to honor them, and Isabella read the eulogy. The poem, mixed with the wailing voice of a crying child, was chaotic, but no one pointed it out. That’s how the two left, amid everyone’s farewell.
Male lead is a Destined Young Husband (Female-dominant)
One-sentence summary: Wife-master, listen to my explanation!
Li Ruantang, a young lady from a prestigious family, stumbled and fell. When she woke up, she saw a noble and beautiful young man sitting by her bedside, wiping away tears.
The young master had slightly reddened eyes, and his every move exuded charm.
The sight made Li Ruantang’s eyes hot and her heart flutter. After all, she had made a bet with the young master Meng from the neighboring family. If she couldn’t marry a husband before the end of the year, she would have to admit defeat and give up the jade she had worked so hard to obtain.
Outside the window, the flowers were in full bloom.
Rather than losing the bet, the jade, and her face, Li Ruantang calculated that it would be better to seek marriage with the young master in front of her, killing three birds with one stone.
…
Meng Jun never thought that an accident during a spring outing would lead to them rolling down a cliff and into a river, yet still survive.
Now they were trapped in an unknown village, and Meng Jun had overheard that the family who had rescued them had their own intentions.
After all, it was Li Ruantang who had lost her mind and sought marriage first. He was only trying to protect himself!
Glancing at Li Ruantang, who was listing her own merits, the young husband’s voice softened, and he blushed as he lied, “W-wife-master, Wife-master, don’t you remember me?”
The young husband’s voice was clear and handsome, coaxing Li Ruantang’s heart to be soft and sweet, and she spared no effort to protect him.
It wasn’t until they returned to the capital that Li Ruantang suddenly remembered.
When they had fallen off the cliff, in order not to implicate Wei Yunruo, whom he secretly admired, the young husband had instead pulled her, who was slightly farther away, down the cliff with him…
Short summary by Yuushi L: Initially, the male lead (ML) liked another girl, while the female lead (FL) liked the ML. Both fell off a cliff. The FL temporarily lost her memory, and the ML, fearing others might take advantage of him, claimed FL was his wife while they were staying in a village. Later, when they returned home, the FL regained her memories and remembered that the ML liked someone else, so she kept her distance from him. However, during their time living together in the countryside, the ML’s view of the FL had completely changed. From this point, his pursuit of the FL begins.
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