The next morning, René made preparations to return to the palace with a light heart. Throughout the meal, she remained unaffected by Lady Esmond’s uneasy gaze and the second and third brothers who subtly avoided her. While the stable boy harnessed the carriage, René decided to take a stroll around the courtyard. Memories, which she had long forgotten, resurfaced when she turned onto the path leading from the courtyard to the backyard.
“Go to the backyard. He’s been there often lately.”
The backyard…
Adrian was a man with a limited range of activities. He only went where he needed. Even within the house, there were countless places his footsteps had never touched. Originally, the backyard was one of those places…
“Well, perhaps his limited range of activities has expanded without me noticing.”
People are always inconsistent.
René thought dismissively and turned away. But for some reason, her feet wouldn’t listen. There was a feeling of something grabbing the hem of her clothes from behind. When she came to her senses, she found herself turning onto the path leading to the backyard…
If the courtyard was like a splendid and neat lady, the backyard was like a simple common girl. It consisted of a vegetable garden for rest periods, a small pond, an arched stone bridge, and other modest landscaping features.
After inspecting the backyard, she couldn’t find a reason for Adrian to be there frequently. But this place didn’t seem suitable for arranging something grand. If there were any concerns…
“Maybe that barn?”
René’s gaze slowly moved to a corner of the backyard and stopped at a small shed made of stacked logs. It would take less than a minute to look inside.
Curious about what might be inside the sack, René opened the mouth of the sack and peeked inside. It was soil.
Just to be sure, she grabbed a handful and lightly sifted through it. Other than smooth potting soil, there was no foreign material.
“I wonder…”
René chuckled, tilting her head excitedly.
Given the circumstances, she couldn’t help but wonder what she was doing here.
“He was at Earl Ailos’s manor.”
In truth, she didn’t fully believe Adrian’s words. She trusted her eyes, which saw a person similar to him through the telescope, more than his words.
“Anyway, this confirms it.”
In fact, she didn’t fully believe Adrian’s words. Rather than his words, she believed her own eyes, the pitiful eyes that had seen someone resembling him through the telescope.
“Anyway, it’s confirmed now.”
There was no particular reason for Adrian to favor the backyard. It was even less likely for him to decorate it for sinister purposes. René wiped her hands, stained with dirt, on the nearby russet leather and exited the warehouse.
Turning onto the path to return, she saw the stable boy running from a distance.
“Miss, I waited a long time, but you didn’t come, so I came to find you.”
“I took a short walk. Let’s go now.”
René passed by the bowed stable boy, saying. Suddenly, a faint smell of oil wafted through the air.
“Did you happen to oil the carriage?”
René asked as she walked ahead.
“Oil…? No. We didn’t do that.”
“Is that so?”
“Well, where could the smell of iron oil be coming from, then?”
René thought indifferently.
The carriage was parked at the entrance. It was a simple two-wheeled carriage tied to a chestnut horse. It had an appropriate dignity for the palace maids to ride.
René dismissed the stable boy’s escort and stepped onto the carriage platform.
The faint smell of iron oil persisted. As the departing carriage gradually gained speed, even when running happily along the chestnut tree-lined street of Maronne, the smell continued to follow René.
“It’s strange.”
René tilted her head with a smirk.
She wondered if it was coming from her clothes, but it wasn’t.
Meanwhile, the view of the palace began to appear in front of her. The scent of oil accompanied René all the way into the palace.
Young statesman Havel, ranked second within the palace officials, was an outstanding man in both ability and appearance.
Unlike other noble gentlemen with similar conditions, he was never arrogant. Humble and with good manners, he was liked by many ladies for his gentle and kind nature.
He never made the effort to respond to every liking individually. He thought it was an obligation that a popular man should naturally bear.
Meeting only one person at a time left too many ladies waiting.
“That’s too cruel.”
So, he met at least two a day, and sometimes up to five. It was more demanding than working at the palace officials, but if he could avoid making the ladies sad, he was willing to burn his body any number of times.
One day, when the senior official left his seat to attend a conference, he entrusted Havel with the Empress’s treatment.
He willingly took on that duty, just like any other obligation.
The Empress was a lady, and taking care of ladies kindly was nothing short of his destiny. However…
A reason for unhappiness emerged!
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
