The Empress, who had been elegantly enjoying her tea, looked up at the commotion of me arriving with the attendant. Her light, leaf-colored eyes stood out in the greenhouse.
“May I sit here?”
The Empress’s green eyes widened slightly, then focused on me.
“Uh…?”
She didn’t look displeased, just surprised. Was there some unspoken rule about seating? At 3 years old, I could ignore such conventions.
“If it’s alright with you.”
“Ah, sure. Please feel free.”
The Empress pointed to the chair next to her. Being next to her was better for flattery than sitting across, which worked in my favor.
“Help, please.”
Being unable to climb into the chair on my own, I reached out to the attendant. But before the attendant could bend down to assist me, a hand reached out from the side. It was the Empress.
“Ah…?”
“Ah! I apologize. Are you alright?”
Surprised by the sudden assistance, I wanted to ask if she was okay. I looked at her in astonishment, holding me effortlessly in that posture.
“Ch-chair, please…”
The Empress, firmly holding my weight without trembling, lowered me gently onto the chair as I called the attendant.
“Yes, yes.”
The attendant quickly prepared the chair, and the Empress set me down carefully.
“Thank you for your help.”
I bowed my head in gratitude, acknowledging her permission to join and assistance in seating.
“…Are you alright, Princess?”
But what’s with this reaction? I mean, do I have a contagious disease or something? Is sitting next to me going to shorten someone’s lifespan?
Despite my tiny stature limiting my view to the rear, every visible person was staring at me with shocked eyes, deepening my discomfort.
I thought I made a good start, but what did I miss?
Yibaekryeon, or Blanche, wasn’t wrong in her judgment. Lertaille Empire’s Empress, Liana Enzen Pendleton, possessed formidable power and was generously kind-hearted. Moreover, she adored children, so a little flattery from Blanche could have earned her a share of power.
With her wit, Yibaekryeon could have easily achieved her goals with even a small amount of power.
However, Blanche overlooked one thing. Everyone knew this about Liana, but Blanche didn’t know Liana’s epithet – the one known to everyone else.
Formerly a commander of the Kaibrun Knights and currently serving as the head of the Imperial Knights, she was known as ‘The Empire’s Greatest Sword’.
Yes, Liana, seemingly incapable of lifting anything heavier than a teapot, possessed the genius ability to pierce steel and slice through rock.
Whether it was a matter of her nature or something else, Liana had exhibited a lion-like spirit from her youth.
A famous general once solemnly said that Liana, even as a child, exuded the dignity of a veteran warrior.
It was this very spirit that made children and animals unable to approach Liana.
To Liana, who loved children and small animals like any normal lady, it was a misfortune. Children would start crying upon eye contact with her, and animals would either flee as if preparing for death or faint, flipping their eyes in terror.
Even fighting dogs in arenas would tuck their tails, lay their ears back, and tremble.
The reason why the Empress had no choice but to sip tea alone at the tea party she hosted was precisely because of this. Nobody wanted to approach Liana, who radiated the majesty of a lion.
Perhaps the nobles of Lertaille Empire, who had observed Liana for longer, might have chosen to flatter the Empress despite their fears. However, everyone present had arrived in the empire no longer than two weeks ago.
It was highly unlikely they had the courage to approach someone they didn’t understand why was feared.
Thus, everyone found it unbelievable that Blanche approached Liana so nonchalantly, sat next to her, and didn’t burst into tears even when lifted by her hand.
But for Blanche, who herself had been a veteran warrior, the intimidating aura of Liana did not faze her. Treating Liana like any regular lady was beyond comprehension for her.
The current situation, where everyone was casting incredulous glances at Blanche sitting at the Empress’s table, was a result of this misunderstanding.
Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away
This is also on my reread list!
This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.
Definitely worth a read, y’all!
The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.
But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.
Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.
I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.
The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.
As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.
Intro
As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.
But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…
Do you dare?
Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.
Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.
The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.
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