There's a Snake in the Empress' Bedroom (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 13
Canaria urged her maid from early morning with an excited face.
Canaria chirped as if she had truly turned into a singing bird.
“The Empress must be utterly deflated. Otherwise, she’d never have invited me like this.”
“Yes, Lady Canaria.”
“She must know I’ll soon be in a position to be driven out.”
Canaria’s voice was a tone higher than usual.
Once the Empress was ousted, Canaria’s title would be decided as well.
With so many eyes watching, they couldn’t possibly leave Canaria as nothing more than a mere mistress forever.
‘I’m going to become Empress……!’
Canaria lifted the corners of her lips.
She had entered as a maid who washed the Empress’s feet and would now ascend to the highest seat.
She and Renisha would be completely reversed—just as she’d once longed for!
Canaria hummed a tune.
“Make me prettier. I might soon wear a dress embroidered with golden thread, after all. I’ll show Renisha who truly owns that position now.”
“Yes, Lady Canaria.”
The maid placed jewels upon Canaria’s hair.
Canaria fiddled with her own locks.
Her brown hair, which she’d always thought plain, now seemed beautiful.
Renisha possessed dazzling platinum-blonde hair.
She’d always resented her own brown hair in contrast…
‘I’m the one who will be the most noble.’
Canaria lightly touched the shimmering green peridot in her hair with her fingertips.
Canaria finished her adornments and rose from her seat.
Then she walked haughtily, imitating Renisha.
As if she were already Empress.
Canaria knocked on Renisha’s greenhouse door.
Lindey wore a displeased expression, but Renisha calmly ordered the door opened once again.
The noblewomen gathered inside the greenhouse frowned in discontent.
As always, Canaria entered with excessive finery, stepping lightly, and gave Renisha a slight bow.
“Your Imperial Majesty.”
Renisha nodded.
Renisha looked Canaria up and down.
It resembled the outfit Renisha herself had worn at the banquet some time ago.
Renisha smiled.
“Canaria.”
It was clearly mockery.
The noblewomen fluttered their fans, and the heat that had gathered seemed to vanish momentarily.
Renisha fixed Canaria with a sidelong, sharp gaze.
“What is it?”
“I’ve come to express my gratitude. Thank you for inviting me to your tea party this time.”
Though her words were polite, Canaria’s tone and eyes were utterly insolent.
Her gaze seemed to look down on Renisha from above.
The noblewomen furrowed their brows.
Whether to host a tea party or whom to invite—it was entirely Renisha’s choice.
They couldn’t know all the inner workings of the Imperial Palace; perhaps the Emperor had pressured her.
Regardless of whether Renisha’s position was precarious, the noblewomen considered Canaria vulgar.
“Gratitude, you say.”
Renisha gave a soft, derisive laugh.
“So, are you finished with your business now?”
Canaria clenched her teeth.
She’d thought Renisha had conceded a move, but Renisha’s eyes now held a faint trace of disdain,
as if standing somewhere Canaria could never reach.
“…Do you know that?”
At the banquet, Cassius had clearly sided with Renisha,
treating her as though she were something extraordinary.
In truth, Cassius had merely spoken correctly—but to Canaria, whose pride was wounded, that hardly mattered.
Right now, she wanted nothing more than to twist Renisha’s face into a grimace.
If only she could crush that calm, composed expression!
“It’s about that knight, Sir Cassius. He’s agreed to be my partner this time. I thought he held Your Imperial Majesty in such high esteem. But apparently not—he eagerly took my outstretched hand.”
Canaria gave a bright, sweet smile.
“Perhaps Sir Cassius’s taste lies with me, not with a refined Empress like yourself. Isn’t that how it usually goes? Men generally prefer gentle women like me over stiff ones, don’t they? His Imperial Majesty is no different.”
Renisha let out a sharp laugh.
Did she really think that was something to boast about?
What amazed her was how perfectly the Emperor and Canaria were playing into Renisha’s hands.
The Emperor had indeed paired Cassius with Canaria to draw him in.
Yet, separate from that, Renisha’s mood had plummeted.
Canaria didn’t need to come all the way here just to insult her.
If she’d simply strutted around arrogantly, Renisha wouldn’t have cared at all.
But Canaria foolishly kept provoking Renisha’s anger.
“Is that so?”
Renisha spoke gently.
“I hadn’t realized you possessed such charm.”
“May I offer Your Imperial Majesty a word of advice? Don’t act so wooden. What if even Sir Cassius runs away from you?”
She was implying Renisha would be sent away to Cassius—and mocking her by suggesting Cassius would abandon her too.
The noblewomen stared at Canaria in shock.
Openly insulting the Empress like this was unbearably vulgar.
“Canaria! Enough! Have you forgotten where you are and who stands before you?”
One of the noblewomen cried out.
“Oh my, what an honor! You’re even speaking to me now.”
When had they ever avoided her as if she were something filthy?
Canaria lifted the corners of her lips.
“I thought I was invisible to you. You didn’t even know how to greet me.”
Canaria shrugged her shoulders.
“Canaria. Do you feel no regret for those words?”
At Renisha’s heavy voice, Canaria turned her head.
Renisha’s pink eyes burned with resolve.
“What should I regret?”
Canaria tilted her head cutely.
“I only spoke the truth. Both Sir Cassius and His Imperial Majesty prefer me over Your Imperial Majesty. It’s a proven fact, isn’t it, Your Majesty?”
Renisha lifted the corners of her lips.
“I see. I understand well enough, Canaria.”
“I’ll take my leave now, Your Imperial Majesty. And to those over there who can’t see what’s right in front of them.”
Canaria spun around irritably.
In the end, she didn’t get to see Renisha’s face twist in anger.
Nor did she see her groveling at her feet.
‘Pretending to be haughty again just because noblewomen are watching! You invited me yourself—admitting me, no less!’
Canaria bit down hard on her teeth.
Renisha quietly watched Canaria’s retreating back for a long while.
“Your Imperial Majesty, why do you endure this!”
“Did it look to you as though I was enduring it?”
Renisha turned her body slowly.
She resembled a beast holding its breath, brimming with contained fury, waiting for the right moment.
“No. I’m not enduring anything.”
Renisha unfolded her fan.
Each of her gestures held a mesmerizing grace.
The noblewomen’s eyes were drawn entirely to Renisha.
“I’m simply waiting. Canaria will naturally come to understand her place. Why should I dance to her tune?”
She was the very image of an elegant Empress.
Though Renisha smiled, the noblewomen could only swallow nervously, wrapped in tension.
That afternoon, Renisha gave Lindey a single command.
A blue suit.
Terrion had scoured the streets and bought a poorly selling blue suit from the cheapest tailor.
Terrion paced anxiously in front of the bedroom door.
The knights who’d witnessed Terrion entering with the blindingly blue suit clutched to his chest waited expectantly for Cassius.
Tesa stood among the knights, looking slightly uncomfortable.
“What’s wrong, Tesa?”
“…Is that suit really appropriate?”
“Right? Even you think so, Tesa?”
The knights chuckled.
“The nobles’ tastes are truly incomprehensible.”
Amid the knights’ giggles, Tesa let out a deep sigh.
Under everyone’s watchful eyes, the bedroom door opened.
“Ha.”
A sigh escaped through the gap.
Cassius emerged from the room, hesitating like a blushing bride on her wedding day.
“It’s too small.”
“It’s blindingly blue.”
“It looks ready to burst.”
“Puhuhuhuhup!”
Comments poured in from all sides.
And they all ended the same way.
Everyone turned away and burst into laughter.
It wasn’t tailored—it was a cheap, ready-made suit bought off the rack.
It also carried the silent vow never to look back at this suit again.
Cassius shuffled out, fiddling with his shirt, which looked about to burst.
The buttons seemed ready to pop off at any moment.
Cassius, hands on his hips, spoke irritably.
“Must I really attend this banquet?”
“Remember, the official summons hasn’t been issued yet.”
Terrion, barely holding back his laughter, said solemnly.
The Emperor, perhaps intending to manipulate Cassius with this, was deliberately withholding the formal document.
“There’s surely some scheme behind it. Are you really going to play along?”
“For now, we have no choice.”
“Are they really sending me to the Imperial Palace looking like a clown?”
“You might just make everyone at the banquet laugh.”
At Terrion’s words, Cassius’s eyes narrowed sharply.
Just as Cassius, seeing the knights snickering, was about to rip off his jacket and hurl it to the floor,
Tesa cautiously raised a hand.
“Um… I think I might be able to fix this.”
A young boy’s voice echoed down the corridor.
“How?”
The color coordination was a disaster from the start—that red hair with a blue suit.
How could anyone possibly fix this mess?
Tesa cleared his throat. With everyone’s eyes on him, he felt the pressure.
“Well… they probably didn’t mean for you to wear a full blue suit. I’ve seen things like this in gossip columns—maybe just carrying a blue accessory would be enough…”
Tesa stammered uncertainly.
The knights, who’d spent their lives only on battlefields and knew nothing of social gatherings, clapped their hands.
Cassius picked up the blue suit he’d been about to discard.
The vivid blue fabric glittered painfully bright.
“You have that suit you received as a gift before, right? We could make a tie to wear with it. Pay a local woman, and she’ll make a decent one.”
“That sounds better.”
Cassius stormed back into the bedroom, ready to tear off his trousers immediately.
They clung so tightly his thighs looked about to burst.
Watching his awkward retreat, the knights giggled again.
Tesa sighed in relief, having prevented Cassius from entering the Imperial Palace in that embarrassing state.
“But Tesa—when did you ever see something like that?”
The knights snatched off Tesa’s hat and ruffled his hair roughly.
Tesa gave an awkward smile.
“Well… since I’ve been here with nothing to do…”
The knights laughed heartily, without a trace of suspicion.
“This kid! Sharp eyes—you saved our Sir Cassius!”
“Maybe it’s you knights who lack any eye for fashion?”
Tesa muttered under his breath.
The knights roared with laughter and playfully tousled Tesa’s round, chestnut-like head without hurting him.
Terrion watched the scene, tilting his head in puzzlement.
‘Read gossip columns? Since coming to the capital?’
Terrion gave a soft chuckle.
‘Truly just a child.’
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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Why suddenly you want to hold her. Doesn’t it you the one who want to give her to Cassius
Who want to have a mad person as a husband. Everyone will run away if they could
So Cassius still have plan on reviving his clan. Terrion is part of his clan?