To anyone, it would appear the bed’s owner had been very ill. Having done the deed, I stealthily left the room.
I had experienced ‘today’ many times.
I knew who stood guard and when, who walked the corridors, and when they stopped. Evading people’s eyes was easy.
“Goodbye to this place.”
I glanced at Father’s study. On the last day of my daughter’s wedding, the study was still brightly lit.
My father never visited me on my wedding’s last day. This life was no different, even though I was terminally ill.
“Farewell.”
I whispered a final goodbye and turned away, leaving a trail of the red liquid as if I had left the mansion in a frail state.
Heading towards the kitchen’s side door, I saw a carriage meant for secretly selling leftover ingredients.
Inside the carriage trunk was a large barrel Pesore had prepared. I closed the bottle, put it in my pocket, and squeezed into the barrel.
“Should’ve asked for a bigger barrel.”
The cook was making some side money unbeknownst to my father. Therefore, there was no worry about being discovered leaving in this carriage.
Shortly after, a servant cautiously appeared and the carriage started moving.
The carriage left the mansion easily. It didn’t take long before the carriage stopped.
“Now’s my chance.”
I didn’t miss the chance and secretly got off the carriage to escape.
The night was unusually dark, as the moon was obscured by clouds, leaving the paths empty. I put on the robe I had prepared and headed towards a shortcut I had previously scouted out.
I had walked this way several times when I had time, so I faced no obstacles. When I reached the entrance to the nearby hill behind the mansion, I saw a horse tied to a tree.
It was a horse that Pessor had prepared for me. I had chosen a gentle and well-trained one.
“Your role is important,” I said to the horse.
After stroking the horse a few times, I mounted it. The horse, used to me, naturally made its way to the top of the mountain.
Riding wasn’t difficult, as I had practiced since childhood.
In the pitch-black depths of the mountain, it seemed like I was looking at the path I would walk in the future.
I occasionally stopped to spill the remaining blood from the bottle, leaving a trail behind me. The bloodstains leading to the peak would indicate my last location.
After a long climb, I finally reached the cliff at the summit and stopped.
“Good job,” I said, stroking the horse’s mane, then poured the rest of the red liquid onto the ground at the top.
As if this was my last place.
“The fall from here would be fatal,” I thought, looking down the dizzying height.
I took off one of my shoes and threw it carelessly over the cliff.
Thud, thud.
The shoe rolled down rapidly and was soon swallowed by the dark abyss. Anyone who found it would probably think my body had fallen in such a miserable state.
I left my other shoe hanging precariously at the edge of the cliff.
I also took out a handkerchief I usually carried and wedged it into a crevice in the rock.
“Today, Lepherentia Niriel died,” I declared into the darkness.
I left everything behind in the dark abyss.
I took off the robe and lightly wrapped it around the neck of the horse that had brought me here.
“It won’t take long, so just wait here a little. People will come looking for you soon,” I told the horse.
The horse seemed to understand my words and neighed. I stroked it one last time and then walked back the way I had come alone.
The next day.
The joyous occasion of the Niriel and Deberti families’ wedding was cancelled.
And simultaneously, a shocking truth enveloped the empire.
On what should have been her happiest day, the news spread that Lepherentia Niriel had died.
A handwritten will was found, and testimonies followed that Lepherentia, who had been suffering from illness, had been in pain.
Moreover, bloodstains believed to be hers were found throughout the mansion and on the high mountain cliffs, and there, a shoe and handkerchief were discovered.
Since the horse that Lepherentia presumably rode was found at the summit, it was assumed she didn’t come down, concluding her death as a suicide.
Instead of a grand wedding, a lavish funeral was held in the empire. The emperor lamented the tragic death of the young lady, and a memorial banquet was allowed to be held at the Niriel residence to express condolences.
And…
“What’s this? You said to contact you anytime I need help. Why such a displeased face?” I teased.
“Well, I did say that, but… I didn’t expect you to call me right away.”
“It’s my memorial banquet. I can’t miss it,” I said, attending my own memorial with Pessor’s help.
Pessor chuckled and grumbled in jest. Disguised as a priest from the temple and an acquaintance of Pessor, I attended the banquet.
No one doubted the esteemed personal physician. I realized how much trust Pessor had always commanded.
“But why take such a risky…”
“We’ve arrived.”
Pessor stopped what he was about to say and shut his lips tight. The carriage stopped, and he got out, pressing his black hat firmly down.
Male lead first thought she played hard to get, only to realize she
really disliked him
Short intro:
What she can’t stand the most is the streets full of effeminate men, especially that so-called top beauty whom she avoids at all costs.
Shen Yaoxing looks at Jiang Mingyue, who keeps approaching her with coy shyness.
Shen Yaoxing: Bro, don’t be like this, I’m really about to throw up!
She fears nothing in heaven or earth, except for him getting close to her.
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At first he thought she was just using the trick of feigning indifference to attract his attention. Later, he learned that she truly despised him.
This dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Mingyue, and he vowed to make her, like everyone else, fall at his feet in worship!
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Synopsis:
Before transmigrating, Shen Yaoxing only wanted to find a reliable man to spend her life with. Who knew that after transmigrating, she would become a reliable woman herself…
A forced misandrist, highly skilled, and reliable female lead
vs.
An initially aloof and arrogant, later morbid, obsessed male lead
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