Liz had a dream.
In the dream, she was facing Lilia.
But, why? Why was Lilia’s face, looking at her, turning pale blue?
Liz soon found out the reason.
She was holding a knife in her hand…… and was driving Lilia to the edge with it.
To the edge of the cliff.
With every step she took, Lilia glanced sideways to check how much ground was left behind her.
From the look on her face, it didn’t seem like much was left.
‘Please stop, please stop.’
Although Liz heard the endless cries from within herself, she couldn’t easily stop.
In the dream, her body was completely out of her control.
“Sister, please don’t do this. It’s for you.”
“For me? Did you just say it’s for me?”
Liz said with a mad smile.
“The way for me is for you to die. You have to die so that Kain will love me.”
“Really…… is that so?”
“Of course. Everything will be solved if you just disappear.”
Liz said with a confident face. Then Lilia sighed deeply and spoke with a determined expression.
“Alright. Then I’ll disappear.”
“…….”
“If I can make you happy by dying, I’ll gladly die.”
The moment Lilia tried to throw herself off the cliff, Liz’s reason returned.
The sword that had been in her hand fell and cut her foot, but she didn’t care.
“Don’t!”
Liz reached out desperately for her sister.
Luckily, she managed to grab Lilia at the edge of the cliff. But a strange suspicion arose that she didn’t necessarily have to hurry so much.
Lilia’s calm attitude, undisturbed by her sudden change, made it unavoidable, as if she had anticipated this situation.
But for now, they had to get out of this dangerous place.
“Let’s get to a safe place first.”
Liz tried to leave the edge of the cliff, holding Lilia’s hand. But suddenly Lilia shook off her hand and screamed out of nowhere.
“Aaah! Save me!”
“……?”
“Sister, please don’t kill me!”
“……What are you talking about? I have no intention of killing you…….”
At the same time, Liz felt a sharp pain in her back.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lilia dashed behind Liz, and Liz turned slowly with a devastated look. There was a man, his face obscured by the sun, holding a bloodstained sword in one hand.
He slowly raised the sword.
The dark red blood that had clung to the blade dripped down.
Liz saw the tendons in the man’s hands holding the sword bulge. And then…….
(This is a time separator.)
“Heugh!”
Liz sat up sharply in bed.
Her heart pounded violently.
‘Was it a dream?’
It seemed so.
Otherwise, there was no way she would have moved instantly from the jagged cliff to her room.
But the feeling of the sword cutting her back was so vivid. If she had gotten up a little later, she would have certainly felt her throat being cut.
Liz was sure.
‘That was my fate in the original work.’
The fate she would have reached without a doubt if she hadn’t been aware of the possession.
But what was Lilia’s twofaced attitude?
When she was willing to die for her, then turning on her when the savior appeared, what was that behavior, that attitude?
Was it because Mirabel kept saying strange things that even in the dream she appeared in such a distorted form?
‘Lilia Miss, she seems nice on the outside but I bet she’s really wicked inside.’
There had been times when Lilia had shown a different side than Liz had thought.
But she had only thought of it as one of the unexpected aspects she had learned about Lilia after dealing with her with a new mindset. But now…….
“Ugh! It’s nothing. Dreams are always strange.”
Come to think of it, she didn’t see Kain’s real face. She was curious.
She couldn’t remember the real name or appearance of the male lead Kain, as she had skimmed through the book. Was he supposed to be very handsome? Was he even more handsome than he looked now?
Can a handsome man still be handsome even if he takes medicine to hide his face?
It didn’t matter to him either way. He would never face his true self again. Nor should he.
Liz wanted to live.
She wanted to live happily.
She wanted to achieve a family she had not been able to have in her previous life, raise a child, and live happily.
Being abandoned by a man she loved, and leading a life that ended due to that, even in a different form, was enough once.
If she must live that way because it was her soul’s fate, she wished to disappear after this life.
Harboring selfdestructive thoughts, Liz flopped onto the bed.
Despite her heavy heart, the mattress’s soft touch supported her body without any recoil. She felt like she would fall asleep quickly without much effort.
Liz closed her eyes, hoping she wouldn’t have the same dream as before.
Squeak [dash].
In her quickly drowsy consciousness, she heard the latch of the mansion’s front gate open twice.
Someone must have gone out and come back. Or come in and gone out.
She wasn’t sure which.
She could have checked, but she was already too deep into the world of sleep.
Liz let go of consciousness. And picked it up again two hours later.
After a confusing dawn, she got up, had breakfast, and shortly after,
Mirabel began to work.
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
