Who Spent the Night with the Tower Master (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 165
It was confirmed that the remaining imperial forces on the Petrograden and Servaroden fronts had fully withdrawn. The long-standing standoff had finally come to an end. Orders were issued for allied troops to withdraw, leaving only minimal garrisons behind in Petrograden and Servaroden.
Thus, Tabines was effectively in a postwar atmosphere. Of course, the enemy could regroup and launch another attack at any moment—but their complete withdrawal clearly signaled they wouldn’t pose an immediate threat. Even if another assault occurred, it would take considerable time to organize.
Naturally, this was a misjudgment by the majority who remained unaware that the imperial side had already issued orders to deploy the “Grand Fortress Magic.”
“Is idleness really this awkward?”
Humans are creatures of adaptation, and both Riley and Hilla quickly adjusted to the sudden peace. Their daily routine had become going to the café, drinking beverages, lounging around, and chatting. Of course, that didn’t mean they felt truly at ease.
Riley, who knew the internal situation well, couldn’t help but feel profoundly uneasy and alienated by this current tranquility.
“So your husband is still busy, I see?”
“Yeah, it’s such a complex issue that reaching a decision isn’t easy.”
“Even so, holding meetings every single day for two weeks is a bit excessive, isn’t it?”
Just as Riley was about to reply to Hilla, someone abruptly cut into their conversation.
“That just means it’s an exceptionally difficult matter.”
It was Van.
Hilla, startled, gaped with her mouth wide open.
“When did you get here?”
“Early this morning.”
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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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As a woman, I disagree. Cute or cool depends entirely on the individual person.