Steaming vapor rose, creating a dense fog in the bathhouse.
Liz soaked her body in the water, carefully examining her reflection visible below the surface.
She recalled the compliments fashion designers used to shower when taking measurements.
‘How is your body in such good shape? There’s no need for any underwear correction.’
She wanted to believe that those words were not just a meaningless compliment.
‘No, why am I even thinking like this?’
As Liz shook her head, even that small movement caused a sincere reaction from the water.
The water rippled, tickling Liz’s skin as it flowed out and returned.
It was truly an awkward situation.
‘A kiss. Kissing that man.’
She was always eager to clash bodies with Cain.
She wanted to be his woman.
But with Herzis… She still wasn’t accustomed to this man’s face, and now a kiss…
Would closing her eyes really make him not feel so unfamiliar, as he said?
“Ugh… I don’t know.”
Liz submerged her head in the water, wanting to know suddenly how long she could endure.
Looking at the swaying ceiling lanterns reflecting on the lake’s surface like moonlight, Liz slowly counted.
One… Two… Three… Five… Seven… Nine…
Ten… Ten seconds is the limit.
“Puh…”
Emerging from the water, Liz breathed heavily. The air she met again welcomed her with lungs filled with intense coughing.
It felt like returning from the brink of death…
‘Still, kissing that man is better than dying.’
Recalling the sweet memory of the first kiss made her think so even more.
Liz stood up from the bathtub.
Water poured down with a splash, making a sound.
She meticulously wiped her smooth body with the towel provided by the chamberlain, applied moisturizer carefully, checked every nook and cranny to ensure nothing was overlooked, and then… scolded herself.
‘Ah… Really. Why am I doing this, anyway.’
After putting on underwear, she dressed in loose tunics, flipped it over her head, and tied the waistband tightly.
Even if she walked slowly, the bedroom approached frighteningly fast.
Liz, who reached the bedside in the blink of an eye, calmly took a deep breath before pulling the door latch.
‘Yes, this is just a kiss of greeting. Just a greeting.’
After reassuring herself several times, Liz pulled the door.
Through the slowly opening gap, the beautiful figure of Herzis appeared.
“……!”
For a moment, she felt pathetic.
Why did she care so much? The person in question was sleeping so peacefully.
“Haa…”
Exhaling as if amazed, Liz stepped into the room. Carefully closing the door to not wake him up.
Then, she quietly approached, leaned against the comfortable chair, and observed him as he slept.
He seemed to be deeply asleep.
‘What? He told me not to leave him alone if he falls asleep first, but now he’s the one who fell asleep.’
The feeling was strange.
It was the most perfect development, yet now that it happened, there was a lingering feeling of dissatisfaction… Why? Liz sat down carefully on the chair across from him and admired his sleeping figure for a moment.
Somehow, an eerie feeling crept in.
‘When did something similar happen before?’
The memory quickly resurfaced.
It was at Yishar’s house. I quietly observed him sleeping in his bedroom, just like now.
Even in the dimly lit room with a handful of moonlight, his face was beautiful, and there was no way it could fade under the chandelier light. In fact, his features seemed more distinct and graceful than back then.
The hair that was wet a while ago had dried, and it now fell in the direction his head tilted. Between the tilted bangs, one eyebrow was visible.
The round eyeballs showed no movement, as if he wasn’t even dreaming.
He somehow looked pitiful.
‘Seems like he’s very tired.’
The neck bent to the side looked uncomfortable, and the body seemed cold.
On a early spring night, sitting by the window in a thin silk gown that exposed his chest, the person who fell asleep seemed like an ideal breeding ground for cold viruses.
Liz fixed his hair and took out a blanket from the nearby drawer to cover his body.
Due to his tall stature, only the upper body was barely covered.
‘By the way, where did I sleep?’
After carefully wrapping the blanket to avoid exposing bare skin, a new worry emerged.
But it wasn’t a big concern. There were rooms available in the Empress’s palace.
Liz silently turned away.
That’s when it happened.
“Oops!”
Something large grabbed Liz’s wrist and pulled.
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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