There were not many memories of drinking until getting drunk. Etienne had never tilted a glass of alcohol joyfully with someone or drank much when with her parents. In other words, Etienne had never been drunk. In her past life…
“Etienne?”
At the voice calling her name, Etienne’s unfocused gaze wandered somewhere as if searching for the source of the sound.
“Who is it?”
As she muttered her thoughts aloud, laughter echoed.
“It’s a voice I’ve heard before…”
The end of the sentence stretched out.
When Etienne turned her head to the side, her eyes met with Leharht, who had just tilted the bottle.
“We made eye contact, right?”
“Do you talk to yourself when you’re drunk?”
“It’s Leharht.”
“Is that also talking to myself? Then should we each have our own conversation?”
Leharht put down the bottle, shaking his head. Etienne laughed, seeming to find it amusing. As the wind carried Etienne’s laughter, Leharht looked at her face, leaning on his hand.
“How was your past life, Etienne? Did you laugh as well as you do now? Or maybe you couldn’t laugh like me.”
Etienne moved her hand in the air, then awkwardly picked up a piece of cheese. Despite being an adult now, her face was too innocent to say so.
“And did you look at others with such eyes?”
At Leharht’s question, Etienne seemed to think, and she playfully smirked. However, Etienne didn’t provide any response. Leharht closed the distance a bit more and gazed into Etienne’s face.
“If looks could reveal everything, it seems like he would have known. Did Fernando really not know anything? Or did he pretend not to know?”
“The alcohol is good.”
As Etienne mumbled to herself again, Leharht extended the bottle as if offering his own.
“Sorry for only bringing two. I haven’t taken a sip yet, so bear with that.”
Etienne cheekily took the bottle, and Leharht, holding cheese, waited for the moment to feed her.
“Etienne.”
Watching Etienne drink the alcohol with a gesture as if she would finish it in one gulp, Leharht murmured in a languid voice.
“Now, it’s just me you’re looking at. Understand?”
I’ll always be here to receive your gaze and soliloquies.
At that moment, someone called Leharht.
“My Lord.”
It was Alex, who hadn’t revealed his presence until now. Leharht sensed something serious from his voice.
“I guess today ends here.”
Leharht said regretfully.
“I wanted to have more fun… Well, Etienne is drunk, so there’s no more staying, right?”
Leharht gently embraced Etienne’s shoulders, oblivious to him standing up. Alex instructed the knight who had been hiding in the distance to guard her.
“Next time, let’s have a long, long time together, not with alcohol, but with tea.”
Leharht got up, and Etienne continued drinking until the bottle was completely empty.
Putting down the empty bottle and lying on the basket, Etienne looked ahead with blurry eyes. The scenery she saw just now was no different, but her mood was different from before.
“I guess I’m stronger with alcohol than I thought.”
Since she had never drunk until she got drunk, she didn’t know her alcohol tolerance, but the liquor brought by the Crown Prince seemed to have a lower alcohol content.
Other than feeling slightly dizzy, not much had changed. When the world shook, she just leaned against the basket.
She took to heart what Leharht said about her gaze and the suggestion to look only at him.
“Did Fernando know about my gaze?”
Earlier, Leharht muttered, ‘If looks could reveal everything, it seems like he would have known.’ In other words, the question was whether Fernando had sensed her feelings in her past life. Etienne didn’t think Fernando would have known.
However, the reason why those feelings remained unspoken until now was that Etienne hadn’t confessed to him, and he hadn’t pretended to know.
And now, Etienne had come to like Leharht instead of Fernando and was reciprocated.
“Love is really wonderful.”
The love that Etienne felt today was warmth. Holding each other and embracing while looking at each other made them feel not lonely and warm. It was refreshing not to keep feelings to herself and to express them all openly.
After letting out a contented sigh, Etienne raised her upper body. She pretended to be drunk even though she wasn’t, all to end this moment quickly.
Although she appreciated the picnic Leharht had prepared, she needed to end this time quickly. She recalled what day it was today.
No matter how low the alcohol content was, he shouldn’t be drinking. So, Etienne quickly finished his drink as well.
“There’s something I can’t say, too.”
It was the first time she found it difficult to talk about the death of another person to him.
The Emperor has passed away.
The Emperor, who had been lying in bed for several years, was in a condition where it wouldn’t be strange for him to pass away at any time.
When he first fell ill and lay in bed, there were still many times when he was conscious. However, at some point, the awake time significantly decreased, and later, he could hardly open his eyes.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
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Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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