Liz’s eyes were filled with a desolate light.
She couldn’t believe the scene before her.
It might have been a dream. She might have fallen asleep during her meditation like yesterday.
Liz wanted to confirm if the person in front of her was just a product of her imagination.
“Your Highness…”
Her voice quietly echoed in the meditation room, making Herxis’s face light up.
“Yes, it’s me, Liz.”
At the familiar low voice, Liz snapped back to reality. This wasn’t a dream; it was real.
And this man had finally found her.
“Ho…how…why…me…?”
Her quivering voice prevented her words from forming properly.
There was so much she wanted to ask that she ended up asking nothing.
“We have plenty of time; ask one question at a time.”
Herxis spoke in a soothing tone as if comforting a child. However, it only increased Liz’s apprehension, causing her to take a step back.
“I see.”
Herxis closed the distance Liz had created, his face full of regret.
“Your face is badly worn. Haven’t you been eating properly?”
His slow movements and tender voice felt strangely threatening. Liz extended her hands and said,
“St…stop it for now… Let’s get out of here. Other people are…”
Trying to inform him that other people were present and buying some time to think, she pointed towards the exit.
“…?”
Her eyes widened as she looked at the empty chair.
Where had the person who had been sitting there, counting the number of people, gone?
“I let him go.”
“But other people could still come in…”
“I’ve set up a guard.”
“What’s the meaning of this? This place is run by the temple; royal influence shouldn’t interfere…”
“I’ll apologize later.”
“…”
Liz had nothing more to say.
Right, this was the kind of man he was!
Everything was too easy and simple for him.
What couldn’t he do now that he also possessed the emperor’s authority?
With a resigned sigh, Liz asked,
“Why did you come looking for me? Have I done something wrong to Your Highness… I mean, to Your Majesty?”
Liz asked the most important question.
“Done something wrong?”
Herxis blinked slowly as if it was absurd to ask such a question.
“I told you to wait. Why did you leave your house without permission?”
Liz realized he was talking about the note.
“Wasn’t that what you meant when you said your uncle would handle our engagement?”
“Why did you interpret it that way?”
Herxis furrowed his brow, seemingly unable to comprehend.
“It was too vague. Plus, there was an earring.”
Any semblance of displeasure disappeared from Herxis’s face. In contrast, Liz’s mood plummeted; she remembered the disappointment she felt that day.
“You give too much meaning to trivial things.”
Herxis said, his expression regaining composure.
“It was simply returning what belongs to you. What’s the point of keeping a single earring? You can’t wear it or sell it.”
It seemed unnecessary to say that she had sold it and hadn’t received much money.
“So what about the engagement? I heard you were betrothed.”
Liz asked in the most neutral tone possible.
“Well, what happened to it?”
Herxis asked with a meaningful smile.
“Are you curious?”
“…No, not really.”
“I postponed it.”
At that moment, Liz felt extraordinarily grateful she hadn’t said, ‘Yes, I am curious. Tell me.’
‘What was I thinking?’
Just as the feeling of emptiness started to seep in, Herxis continued,
“How could we have a wedding when the bride has run away?”
“…”
There was no clue to Liz’s whereabouts.
“I apologize, Your Majesty.”
Hearing the same report over and over, and seeing the same shameful faces had become tiresome.
Anger surged up to the tip of his head due to the feeling of powerlessness, but rational judgment was needed all the more.
After repetitive thinking, he narrowed it down to two hypotheses.
First, Liz Berium was dead and buried somewhere.
But that seemed unlikely. Perhaps because they had known each other for a long time?
Hersis sometimes felt an invisible bond connected him to Liz. Whenever something happened to her, an inexplicable unease would settle over him.
It had happened before, but he had brushed it off as a coincidence and quickly forgotten about it.
However, one day, after feeling a flash in his head that lasted for a few minutes, he soon learned that Liz had been in a carriage accident. It was not a coincidence.
Even after she disappeared, the fact that he was physically fine gave him some relief.
Had he not had that intuition, he might have gone insane.
Secondly, more likely, Liz had changed her body.
A few seasons ago, the day he found the missing Liz in a deserted field, he vaguely thought she might have found out about the drug.
He returned at dawn after searching for Liz and felt traces of her having been in his room. Nothing had changed, but he felt it nonetheless.
Strangely, that feeling was also present around the wooden board where he had hidden the drug.
“It couldn’t be.”
Until now, Liz had never entered his room. Therefore, she could not have known he had hidden the drug there.
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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