It seemed like the first time for Jeaneut to experience such heavy rain entering Nelia’s body. Nelia, hearing the sound of rain, simply closed her eyes. She was worried about Duke Hart being alone on a day like this, but she reassured herself that he was quietly lying in bed.
When the carriage arrived in front of the palace, it was already dark around. Perhaps because of the rain, there were not many people on the streets.
‘It’s called Star Palace, west of the main palace.’
Remembering the Star Palace where she was supposed to meet Carlos, Nelia walked toward that place. There were fewer people as she approached the direction of the Star Palace.
Soon, a building that seemed to be the one Carlos mentioned as the Star Palace came into view. It was as dimly lit as the cloudy weather.
Jeaneut, following in the form of a dragon, tilted his head.
[Is this the right place?]That was the question Nelia wanted to ask.
‘It should be the right place…?’
There was only one building around to say otherwise.
But it was suspicious. Despite the rain and the evening hour, there was no sign of popularity here.
As if there was no one at all.
However, Nelia, who thought she couldn’t keep lingering here, soon moved her steps into the building. Despite using an umbrella and the rain getting stronger, the hem of her dress was quite wet.
She felt a shivering sensation in her body.
The building was open.
‘Where should I go?’
That’s when it happened.
A thin piano sound came from above.
Nelia, who was wandering around, stopped in her tracks at the sound of the piano coming from the second floor. She stood still, looking up at the sound.
Nelia glanced at Jeaneut. Jeaneut, too, was looking up as if he heard the piano sound.
[It seems like there’s someone upstairs?]Nelia nodded slightly and slowly moved her steps toward the upper floor.
The building was definitely not in current use, and the stairs creaked with a creaky, eerie sound. It seemed poorly maintained.
When she reached the second-floor corridor, she saw a space emitting light.
‘That seems to be it.’
The piano sound had stopped by now.
Nelia cautiously walked down the corridor and stood in front of the door where the piano sound had been flowing. As she opened the door, a creaking sound was heard.
A person sitting in front of the piano came into view.
It was Carlos.
However… there was something strange about his condition.
Carlos was bowing his head tightly, gripping his right arm. The trembling appearance of his right arm seemed unusual, so Nelia hurriedly approached Carlos.
“My Lord!”
He had his eyes tightly shut. There were thick blood vessels standing out on his neck, making it seem like he was enduring tremendous pain.
Confused, Nelia wondered whether she should call someone.
[It seems quite painful.]Nelia raised her head and looked at Jeaneut. Jeaneut spoke in a serious tone.
[It will probably get better if you massage his arm.] If Jeaneut’s words were correct, Carlos must be experiencing pain in his right arm now, and it wasn’t going to improve just by shaking his arm a little.There had been times in the past when Nelia lightly massaged Carlos’s stiff arm, and it had been okay. However, back then, he hadn’t been in such agony.
While Nelia was contemplating, Jeaneut urged her.
[Consider it as saving a life and give it a try.]Looking at Carlos, who seemed like he might collapse at any moment according to his words, Nelia felt scared.
‘Well… let’s try something for now.’
If Carlos went wrong when only the two of them were present, she might end up wrongly accused.
Nelia reached out her hand and gently wrapped it around Carlos’s trembling arm.
She worried about what to do if Carlos pushed her away, but he seemed unaware of his arm being held, as if his mind was preoccupied with enduring the pain.
Nelia lightly massaged Carlos’s arm. The arm was as hard as a rock.
Carlos’s closed eyes flickered. His trembling arm gradually stopped.
The veins standing on Carlos’s neck also sank slightly. Seeing this, Nelia sighed.
‘What’s going on as soon as I arrive?’
Even so, if she had come alone, she would have been extremely bewildered. Thanks to Jeaneut, she could manage some awkward handling in an unexpected situation.
She looked at Jeaneut as if conveying gratitude. However, he was silently staring at Carlos, seemingly lost in thought.
For a moment, she wondered about Jeaneut’s unusual appearance. However, she had to turn her gaze to the sensation of her arm being pulled.
When she turned her head, Carlos’s black pupils, opened at some point, were staring at her intently.
“… What did you do?”
To ask suddenly what she did. Nelia couldn’t understand Carlos’s question.
“What…?”
“What did you do to me now?”
The swirling fierce gaze seemed like anger and impatience.
Nelia wondered if massaging his arm might have a negative impact on him.
“I just… I thought there might be a problem with the arm of the messenger like last time, so I massaged it a bit to be of any help.”
Carlos frowned. Then he lowered his gaze to his right arm.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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