After bathing and returning to her room, Mirabel was tidying up the laundry.
Liz took off her gown and changed into the creped indoor clothes that Mirabel had prepared.
“Then rest, Miss.”
As Mirabel said this and was about to leave with Liz’s gown on her arm, she suddenly turned around as if she had remembered something.
“I used this well…”
She said, holding something out, and looking down, it was the money pouch that Liz had given her.
“Why are you giving it back? Keep it.”
“No, you gave me too much.”
“Then save it for when you need it. You can use it on a date, right?”
“I can’t. I’ll never go on a date again. When I think about you disappearing while I was doing that…”
“You didn’t disappear. I sent a letter saying I went to an allnight party, didn’t I?”
That nobleman of Lorein.
“But still, I can’t. Do you know how surprised I was last night when I thought you had really run away? The madam doesn’t even care…”
Mirabel unconsciously started to talk about Lady Berium but closed her mouth.
Even so, it didn’t seem right. Not for Lady Berium’s sake, but for fear of hurting the young lady.
“Mother didn’t care?”
But Liz took it lightly.
“What’s the big deal? It’s a usual thing, isn’t it? It would be unlike Mother to care and cry and scream.”
“But still…”
“In this house, it’s enough if only you, Mirabel, worry about me. You do the work of ten people, what does it matter?”
Liz said, laughing slyly. Mirabel’s mood, which had been momentarily down, soon brightened.
Then Liz asked.
“How much did you search for me? Did you search alone?”
“Ah…”
Mirabel could not easily answer.
Kain had also searched with her, no, in fact, Kain had been more upset and rushed out, but she couldn’t say that.
In case the young lady’s heart turned towards Kain again.
“Yes… that’s right. I was so anxious, running here and there by myself.”
Mirabel apologized inwardly.
‘I’m sorry, Miss. I had no choice.’
“Oh, Mirabel.”
“Yes?”
“How was the date?”
“It was good. The tulip festival was great, and the inn restaurant food you taught me was delicious.”
Phew… the inn restaurant food. I didn’t teach her that inn just for eating.
No reward for giving a vacation.
“Anyway, something strange happened.”
“What?”
Liz asked, casually shaking her wet hair with a towel.
“That day in the bathroom, some woman was whining because she had spilled something on her skirt, so I helped her, right? But the same mark was on the clothes you wore that day. Moreover, the clothes were the same. It’s really strange, isn’t it?”
“…….”
(This is a time separator.)
From then on, there were several days of tranquil continuity without anything significant.
Except for having to stay in the house due to Mirabel’s persistent clinginess.
As Liz usually didn’t go out of the house, there was nothing particularly frustrating.
Thus, today as well, she went back and forth in the corridor, peering into this room and that room, and suddenly stopped in front of a room at the end of the corridor.
The nearly neglected place was the piano room where her father often sequestered himself when he was alive.
Having nothing to do at the moment, she felt like practicing the piano.
Liz opened the door and entered the room.
She played the piano quite well.
Loving music, she had to purchase the sheet music of famous composers’ latest songs and play them herself to be satisfied.
So, at one time, she dreamed of becoming a pianist, but gave up due to her mother’s opposition. It was not befitting a young noble lady.
However, even that mother always made her sit at the piano and play when she held a salon.
To show off that ‘our daughter is this good.’
But when the performance ended and applause poured out for Liz, the mother rather sneered,
“Applause for this? It’s a mediocre skill.”
He showed humility by disparaging his child.
If you want to be humble, be humble alone.
Because of her mother’s attitude, Liz didn’t play the piano for a while. Annoyed.
But since I have nothing to do after a long time, should I play a song?
Liz closed her eyes for a moment, facing the glossy black piano.
‘What shall I play? Yeah, that’s a good idea.’
If there’s a memory left about her father, it would be playing a duet together.
Liz placed her hands on the piano and began to play the high part of Ferlia’s “Diamond Serenade,” which she performed with her father when she was about nine.
She thought of her father’s bass part only in her mind.
It would be nice if there was a low melody laid down, but since there isn’t, what. I have no choice but to play without it.
Tap, tap, tap.
Her father used to say that he danced on the keys.
He told her not to miss a single hand movement or wrist turn.
So Liz paid attention to every finger bend, every movement of her fingertips.
Her mother said, “Why bother paying attention to every little detail when it doesn’t even show?”
Phew.
If she had concentrated even a tenth of the attention that drew the attention of the ladies, she would have known.
How much such delicacy elevates music qualitatively……
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.”
