Riley was genuinely bewildered.
When did I ever?
It was Gibnen who had insulted her, not herself. Moreover, it wasn’t even an insult; it was simply correcting a wrong behavior.
In retrospect, wasn’t she the one who tarnished the honor of the Prestige nobility, just as Gibnen said?
“That girl humiliated me in front of everyone!”
It wasn’t me; it was Gibnen.
Riley was at a loss for words, her mouth opening and closing like a fish. She soon regained her composure and retorted.
“When did I ever insult you?”
“Look at this! The way you glare at me!”
I never glared. In fact, the one glaring was her. For some reason, the woman burst into tears.
“…It was the first time I’ve ever felt so insulted!”
“I’ve never insulted you.”
“Liar! If you had just given way, it wouldn’t have come to this!”
“I tried to give way.”
“You should have moved before I told you!”
“In any case, I never said anything to you. It was Gibnen Lianster who spoke to you, not me. Why are you coming after me?”
As Riley tried to defend herself, the woman’s expression hardened instantly. She approached Riley and whispered softly in her ear.
“You can’t blame Gibnen, can you?”
Ah.
She just wanted to vent her frustration.
She had never cared about right or wrong from the beginning. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have picked a fight so recklessly.
“Who are you to be spared by Gibnen? Who are you?”
“…”
“Clearly an outsider. And judging by your looks, a low-ranking noble. What business do you have with Gibnen?”
The woman’s earlier friendly tone had completely disappeared.
Upon hearing her confidently say Gibnen’s name, one might doubt that she was the same person seen earlier that morning.
“If you’re curious, ask him yourself.”
Riley had no intention of revealing her relationship with Gibnen to this woman. Especially because this woman could very well become her sister-in-law.
Initially, their engagement was being conducted in utmost secrecy. Until Gibnen publicly announced their marriage, she had no intention of informing anyone.
Rumors have a way of getting exaggerated, and if distorted, could make things difficult for Gibnen.
The woman grimaced and gulped down her tears.
“How audacious, insulting me and then blaming it all on me.”
The crowd accompanying the woman began to approach Riley.
They poked and pushed Riley, even undoing her tied-up hair. The group was not only women but also men, making her a bit fearful.
“Why does our country even care for outsiders? When will we have to put up with these interlopers causing trouble?”
Why are you asking me that?
“Insulting nobility is a serious crime, you know?”
One of the men in the group chuckled. His demeanor resembled a lowlife thug more than a noble.
“All outsiders should be driven away.”
“No, we should set an example and educate them. Wonder if they’re too stupid to learn all at once.”
“How about stripping her completely and chasing her away for maximum humiliation?”
“Or leaving a scar on her face?”
“Maybe breaking a leg would do?”
“Let’s test how many rice cakes can fit in that mouth of hers.”
And they were indeed as base as they appeared. Astonishingly juvenile. Riley had expected the central city’s nobility to be different, but what they did was no different from the actions of the servants at the Claire and Eardalin mansion.
They were so immature, despite technically being adults.
“A good idea came to mind. How about tying her up and hanging her from the treetop for a day?”
“Do we need to use magic for that?”
“I can afford a penalty. It’s a simple spell anyway, so it might not even result in a penalty. If not, we can make up an excuse.”
One man flicked his finger, and Riley’s body began to levitate.
“Or how about dropping her and causing her harm? What do you think?”
“What if she dies?”
“Just raise her high enough so she won’t die. Is this height good?”
Riley was lifted to the height of a two-story building.
Looking down made her dizzy. Although it wasn’t that high, falling would definitely break at least one leg. She couldn’t muster the courage to struggle.
“No, if we drop her, she can land safely with magic.”
“True, hanging her is better.”
“What if she unties the rope with magic?”
“That’s why we use a special rope. Search the warehouse; it should be there. The magic will be nullified, and she won’t be able to use spells. If she screams loudly enough, someone passing by might help. Although there are hardly any people passing by here.”
They were as joyful as children receiving toys. Was tormenting someone entertaining for them?
To be honest, Riley didn’t expect things to get this far and was genuinely scared.
A few of them went into the magic tool warehouse. They were probably searching for a special rope.
What to do? How to get out of this? If it continued this way, she’d end up tied to a treetop, freezing as night fell. She didn’t want to hang from a tree, shivering in the cold wind.
Her mind went blank. Should she scream for help? But even from her elevated perspective, the dense forest showed no sign of anyone passing by.
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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