The imperial prince’s birthday banquet had ended smoothly, but Bialet, stricken with fever, stayed confined to her bedroom.
The maids took turns caring for her, and according to the resident physician, it was a fever caused by overwork and stress.
Everyone speculated that she must have been exhausted from preparing for the banquet as the prince’s partner.
Due to Bialet’s persistent fever, the duke had gone personally to the south to find an effective fever reducer.
With a throbbing headache and a pounding in her head, Bialet suffered for several days.
A maid tending to her touched Bialet’s forehead with a worried expression.
“The fever isn’t subsiding…….”
She then carefully placed a newly prepared wet cloth on Bialet’s forehead.
Feeling the coolness of the cloth, Bialet sensed some relief from the relentless headache.
Suddenly, there was a loud knock at the door.
“Sister, may I come in?”
It was Gaijen, visiting her room.
The maid attending to Bialet carefully checked her condition before asking,
“Lady, are you okay?”
Bialet, trying to steady her hoarse voice, nodded and replied.
“Mhm, I’m okay. Let Gaijen in.”
At her request, the maid hesitantly nodded and left the room, and soon Gaijen appeared.
“Sister, are you still very sick?”
He seemed to have come straight to her room without even taking off his coat.
“Yeah, my head is throbbing.”
Usually, she would have said she was fine, but the pain was too severe, leaving her disoriented.
Gaijen, looking at her with pity, grumbled softly.
“This is all his fault.”
“…….”
“I heard he was introducing you to all the dignitaries.”
“…….”
“I should have been there with you…….”
Blaming himself for not being able to protect her, Gaijen gritted his teeth.
“Just wait, sister. I’ll shake that guy down….”
“Shh― be careful with your words, Gaijen.”
Warned by Bialet’s feeble voice, Gaijen sighed and ran his hands through his hair in frustration.
‘I can’t let you dirty your hands for me, Gaijen.’
This was not out of consideration for the prince. She simply didn’t want her brother to get into trouble because of her.
Unaware of Bialet’s thoughts, Gaijen, lamenting that his sister was too kind-hearted, stood up to let her rest.
“Dad will soon be back with the medicine, so hang in there, sister.”
“Yeah, you go and rest too.”
Once Gaijen had fully closed the door and left, Bialet coughed lightly and wrapped herself in the blankets.
She didn’t want to show her weakness to her brother, but that was easier said than done.
Shivering with chills, Bialet eventually fell asleep under the attentive care of her maids.
The medicine the duke brought from the south seemed to work wonders, and Bialet gradually regained her strength.
Although still unwell, she was much better thanks to everyone’s care.
After eating in her room, Bialet looked curiously at a maid returning from the infirmary.
In one hand, the maid held the usual bitter medicine, but in the other was a mysterious basket of flowers.
“What are all these flowers?”
When Bialet inquired about them, the maid lit up and said,
“They’re a gift from His Highness the Imperial Prince.”
Hearing this, Bialet’s expression instantly stiffened, and the observant maid cautiously handed her the basket.
“Here it is, Lady.”
Upon closer inspection, Bialet recognized that the flowers sent by Aiban were indeed from the imperial garden.
Reflecting on the prince’s sharpness even in trivial matters, Bialet felt a surge of displeasure and glared at the letter.
“”
‘Hmm, even if given, I won’t take it.’
Crumpling the letter in her hand, Bialet clicked her tongue, and turned to the waiting maid, speaking in a calm voice.
“Please burn this letter and the basket of flowers.”
“All of these flowers?”
The maid seemed reluctant to dispose of the precious flowers sent by the royal family.
“Yes. If you want, you can take them all.”
Surprised by her mistress’s response, the maid didn’t argue further and nodded.
She probably thought her lady was upset because her fiancé hadn’t visited her while she was unwell.
“No, Lady. I’ll go and do it right away.”
The maid obediently took the letter and the basket to the incinerator as instructed.
Watching her leave, Bialet hoped that the prince’s life would turn to ashes like those flowers.
‘Now I should be able to go out.’
Her father, the duke, had kept her inside the mansion, fearing for her well-being.
At times she thought it excessive, but she also knew it was out of love for his family, leaving her with mixed feelings.
After being dressed up neatly with the help of a substitute maid in place of the absent Diane, Bialet looked at herself in the mirror.
Her lifeless hair and pale complexion from the morning were now presentable.
‘Father should allow this.’
Thinking that appearing healthy would persuade her father to allow a brief outing, Bialet hurried to his study.
Knock knock—
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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