He couldn’t finish his sentence.
Before he could finish speaking, his throat was cut, and his voice ceased.
The furniture in the Crown Prince’s office was all black.
This was because it was impractical to change the furniture every time blood was spilled.
The puddle of blood on the white carpet in the office with all-black furniture only heightened the servants’ terror.
“Ah, what a useless scum. Even in death, he’s no help.”
Indifferent to the stained carpet, the Crown Prince only needed a trash bin to vent his anger. He continued to stab the already beheaded man.
“Hubert.”
He called for the servant guarding the door.
“Send a letter to the Duke’s castle right away and check if the Duke has returned.”
It had been a week since the Duke had locked down his domain and imposed a gag order.
Relentlessly pursuing the Duke’s life and death, the Crown Prince finally discovered the Duke’s return after a week.
“Yes, Your Highness.”
The servant hurriedly left the room, hoping the blade would not turn towards him.
As the servant left, the Crown Prince let out a maniacal laugh.
“Ha ha ha ha ha!”
The Crown Prince, running his hands through his hair, erupted in anger.
The Duke, who was supposed to be dead, had returned!
‘Like a rat, he hid so well. What a resilient bastard.’
Unable to contain his anger, the Crown Prince mutilated the corpse before him. His eyes glowed fiercely.
Because of the Duke’s ability to find spies, the Crown Prince couldn’t grasp the full story. He was just frustrated.
There was a need to rectify the mess he made in his rush to eliminate the Duke.
How he came back to life, how he might react, he needed to figure it all out.
The increasingly sensitive Tras had a maid’s nails pulled out just because the sound of her nails annoyed him.
And for not getting the temperature of his morning wash water right, he submerged a maid’s face in hot water, constantly finding faults with the servants.
The atmosphere in the Crown Prince’s palace was like walking on thin ice. It was two days later when a letter arrived that would change the mood in the palace.
For the servants of the Crown Prince’s palace, those two days felt like an eternity.
As soon as the Duke’s letter arrived, the Crown Prince ripped open the envelope eagerly.
Upon reading the letter, he started laughing, clutching his stomach. The contents of the letter were as follows:
The Duke had lost memory of the time since he went to the hunting ground until he regained consciousness.
He heard that he was on an expedition on the Crown Prince’s orders, but he had no recollection of that entire period due to an unexpected accident.
The letter mentioned that the Duke had taken in a commoner woman, who had saved and dutifully nursed him during his amnesia, as his concubine. Also, he was not yet physically well enough to visit the palace and requested understanding.
“Hahaha. The Duke took a commoner as a concubine? Has his exquisite taste changed since losing his memory?”
Unable to contain his laughter, the Crown Prince called his servant with a satisfied look on his face.
“Hubert. It’s quite unfortunate that the Duke is still not in good health, isn’t it? Tell him not to worry about the expedition I commanded. Since the Duke suffered an ordeal, we should be understanding and forgiving, shouldn’t we?”
“…….”
“Ah, yes. Tell him that he has my permission to rest and recuperate in his domain until he fully recovers.”
Seizing the opportunity of the Duke’s alleged memory loss, the Crown Prince feigned generosity, as if the assassination attempt wasn’t ordered by him.
“A commoner woman, you say. She saved the life of the empire’s only Duke and is just made a concubine. Isn’t that a dishonorable treatment for someone who saved a life?”
The Crown Prince’s eyes sparkled as if struck by an idea.
“Any noble of standing should properly repay their debts of gratitude. Inform the Duke that the royal family wishes to personally express our deep gratitude to the commoner who saved him. And make sure she accompanies him during his next audience.”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
The Crown Prince found the situation ironic, yet intriguing, that a commoner who had saved the dying Duke was now seen as inconvenient, yet her role in saving the Duke could lead to amusing developments.
“A Duke and a commoner, what an interesting combination.”
He couldn’t contain his laughter at the thought.
“I must personally bestow a great favor upon this commoner.”
The woman who saved the Duke’s life couldn’t just be left as a concubine.
Tras planned to incite the Duke to elevate the commoner woman to the status of a Duchess.
The Crown Prince Tras eagerly anticipated the twisted expression on the Duke’s face when he would be encouraged to make his concubine his Duchess, unaware that this woman was the very heiress of the Marquis of Credion to whom he had once sent a marriage proposal.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
