While being lost in thought and loading a cut leather from his pocket, a black puppy ran up and barked at Cassard. Cassard, who thought there was no need to hunt if it was not a fox, soon lost interest and slung the loaded musket over his shoulder.
The puppy, whining and consistently being ignored, walked a bit, barked again, came back, and barked again. As if to say, follow me.
Woof woof!
Cassard sighed and turned the horse’s direction. The direction the little puppy was leading was into the bushes, but he didn’t feel the need to dismount and chase.
“Be thankful that I don’t enjoy dog meat.”
Turning back, Cassard soon had to think that it would have been better to shoot the puppy. Because the small puppy bit the horse’s hind leg, and thanks to that, it was Cassard who had to struggle to calm the rearing horse.
“Sigh… everything…”
After calming the excited horse and tying it to a tree, Cassard approached the puppy, who was shaking under a tree trunk, possibly with broken bones.
It doesn’t seem to be broken. Did it faint momentarily? Is it dead?
Woof…!
“You’re not dead.”
The entirely blackfurred puppy still seemed to have lingering attachment, as it shook and made its way into the bushes. He sighed and reluctantly followed it. If there’s nothing serious after making such a fuss, be prepared, he grumbled at the puppy, which didn’t even understand.
What he found when he followed the puppy through the bushes was her. You, leaning against a large tree, the front of your pure white dress all stained with blood, slowly turning your pale face to look at me then.
Had I ignored that little puppy then, would I still have fallen in love with you when I met you again?
The sunlight that pierced through the leaves tinted your hair the exact golden color as your eyes, which looked at me as if resenting me. Although your original hair color would have been a strange color mixed with ash, fluttering down to your shaded shoulders.
It was a face I had never seen before.
Normally, I would not forget a face once I saw it. As the only heir to the Blahnath family, who always accompanies my father on his territory inspections, I would never forget such a face.
“What are you doing here?”
Contrary to his feelings, the question popped out harshly, and the girl looked at him with a stunned expression before quickly turning her head away.
“Why are you bleeding…….”
Ah.
Cassard realized that where the girl was sitting was in the direction where he had just shot, and that there were fresh gunshot wounds on the large tree pillar she was leaning against, as well as scattered wooden fragments.
“Did you get hit by a fragment?”
The girl furrowed her eyebrows and slightly opened her small and plump lips.
“Just go… I hurt myself… it’s nothing…”
At the time, he wasn’t particularly aware that her voice was pretty. However, he thought that her calm voice would stay in his memory for a long time, quite different from her fragile appearance.
Looking back now, perhaps she was etched into him from the moment he first saw her, but at the time, he simply thought of her as a strange girl who would not ask for help even when dying.
“I warned you not to come into the forest today, as it’s hunting day.”
“I will leave. Once the bleeding stops. Nix, come here.”
Despite using polite language, there was no trace of shyness in his eyes, so Cassard chuckled. Besides, his face was noticeably pale, so how could he just go somewhere alone with that body?
On hunting days, his father always ordered through a messenger to prevent the common people from entering the forest, but it would be problematic if a little girl were to die from being hit by a stray bullet fragment. Especially since the movement to enhance the rights of commoners, which started in the Bakra class, was spreading across the country.
With a haggard face, he approached the little girl clutching a small puppy and knelt on one knee.
“Take your hand away. If you apply pressure like that, you’ll soon be dealing with a corpse.”
“……”
The little girl obediently withdrew her hand, glancing at him with her pretty eyes, as blood poured slowly from the wound that was weakly pressed with a bloodsoaked cloth.
He took off his hunting jacket and cut off one side of his shirt with a pocket knife, wrapping it with a bandage around the girl’s collarbone area, applying strong pressure.
“It hurts……”
The little girl, who had been biting her lip so hard that it turned white to endure the pain, finally burst into tears.
“Bear with it. This is how the bleeding will stop.”
He, who was already bigger and more robust than his peers at that time, effortlessly picked up the lightweight girl and made his way out of the thicket. All the while, the little girl sobbed loudly.
Tears were annoying.
The noble girls, who he had to mingle with, frequently cried and troubled him. They could find reasons to cry easily, either because he didn’t act affectionately or because he didn’t play with them.
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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