The only one looking distressed in the room was Dion.
Feeling a headache coming on, he rubbed his forehead. They seemed to have conspired for quite some time.
Ian had already left the room. Dion let out a muffled sigh.
Approaching him, Heidi picked up Dion’s coat and patted his back, more as a signal to leave than as a consolation.
“Your Majesty…”
Dion looked at her pitifully like a drenched puppy, but Heidi firmly shook her head.
Eventually, being pushed towards the door, Dion asked,
“Your Majesty, please tell me honestly. What are you going for? Is it because of Belzebuth…”
“That, among other things. A bit of this and that.”
“How could you not tell me anything until now!”
“I knew you’d jump around like a frenzied grasshopper. You found out before leaving, so it’s fine, isn’t it? Not everything has to be shared.”
Dion showed a slightly hurt expression but soon resignedly accepted it.
“Since it’s already happening, I won’t question further… but what do you mean by ‘this and that’?”
“Well… technically, ‘this and that’ for me is more about Belzebuth, but explaining everything is a hassle, tsk. I just have someone I need to find.”
“Who on earth requires you to go all the way to the eastern empire…”
Heidi halted at the door, then suddenly pushed Dion outside.
“There’s something, brother denies it, but I’m sure of it.”
“Ow, what, what is it?”
Staggering to regain his balance, Dion watched as Heidi stepped out and pulled the doors closed.
Humming a short tune, Heidi turned around with a sly smile.
“What do you think it means when someone only thinks of one person for over ten years?”
In the dead of night, behind the imperial palace, secretive movements stirred. A group of knights, disguised as commoners instead of their shining armor, moved quickly, guided only by a faint lantern. They were Ian and his elite knights, accompanying him on his journey.
Heidi, who had dragged Dion along, was also among them. She waved briefly to Ian, who was mounted on his horse.
“Have a safe trip. And if you like, don’t come back.”
“I feel like I’m leaving the fish to the cat.”
“You know I’m pretty perfect in every way, right? Looking at it, the throne seems to be the chair that suits me best.”
“Long introductions as usual. So what’s your point?”
Heidi’s playful smile stretched further.
“So, if you don’t want to lose it, better find and bring back your first love.”
“I’ve said it’s only to repay a favor.”
“But why do I feel like you’re going to find a lover, not a benefactor?”
Ian smiled back at the teasing Heidi. There was an invisible tug-of-war between them. Dion, watching them from a distance, looked even more exhausted.
“Worried about your brother going on a long journey, huh? Or don’t you want your beloved Helios back?”
“Are you joking?”
“I don’t actually want the throne; it’s just exhausting. Maybe I should leave the world behind and not come back.”
Heidi pouted in defeat, recording another loss.
“Fine, fine. Just a joke from your only sister. You’re too sensitive.”
She grumbled but meticulously checked the saddle’s knots. Stroking Helios’s side, the horse neighed in contentment.
Heidi handed the reins to Ian.
“Anyway, whether it’s to repay a debt or to love, find them properly. You didn’t waste a single second climbing here.”
Her face held a strange mix of anticipation, worry, and impatience.
Ian turned his head, murmuring as if reminding himself.
“Don’t worry. I’ll definitely find her.”
With that response, he spurred his horse, and soon the shadowy figures faded into the distance.
As Ian entered the wilderness and the cityscape faded, he looked up at the sky.
A pitch-black night without a single faint light. The night he had to part with her was just like this.
‘Helena. Finally, I’m coming to you.’
Three weeks before she declared divorce in Evergeil, a secret tide was rising in the Western Continent.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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