This BL Novel Is Ruined Now - Chapter 180
Chapter 180
Translator: Yonnee
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Both Ethan and Tria, who had been engrossed in their own thoughts—Ethan thinking ‘I was right, you were wrong,’ and Tria thinking the opposite—simultaneously turned their attention to Reina.
“Ah… I’m sorry. When I see Ethan and Your Majesty like this, I can’t help but think that family doesn’t necessarily mean being connected by blood.”
Hearing her soft murmur, the First Emperor nodded in agreement and playfully beckoned with one finger.
Then, a metal orb, resembling a dew-covered leaf, floated in the air. She handed it to Reina.
“Instead of that annoying guy, I should contact you in the future. I like talking to you more.”
But Ethan wasn’t about to stand idly by and watch Tria’s approach.
Like preemptively blocking Tria’s attempt, he responded firmly.
“Not allowed.”
“What? Who are you to interfere already? You’re not even married yet.”
“Yes, ‘not yet’, but we’re a couple. So, it’s not allowed.”
“What nonsense, seriously.”
Slightly incredulous, Tria laughed as she was faced with Ethan’s resolute demeanor.
“Furthermore, conflict between mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law is becoming the rising cause for divorce within the empire. For that reason, it’s absolutely not allowed.”
“……”
“……”
Simultaneously, the two women pursed their lips in mirth.
Tria, feigning indifference, seemed subtly moved by the mention of ‘in-law’, while Reina, covering her mouth with her hand, mumbled “Ethan…” in a tone that seemed to hint at an inevitable future of being ‘married’. The scene left a tingling sensation in the air.
“Tch… What do you know, even. You’re a punk who knows nothing about humans.”
Yeah. Seeing the rising smirk on the First Emperor’s features, it was clear that her disappointment was already fading away.
* * *
Now, on the way back to the Palace of the Thirteenth Moon after a lengthy conversation with Tria.
Perhaps overwhelmed by the abundance of information within a single day, the two lovers walked hand in hand in silent contemplation, unsure of where to begin.
“Ethan.”
Breaking the prolonged silence, it was Reina who spoke first.
“I didn’t know you grew up under the First Emperor.”
Placing Tria first through the magical gate upon entering the 13th-month palace, Ethan, facing forward, responded.
“Hardly knows, even within the Liam residence. That’s why I wanted to tell you, but I couldn’t reveal it yet.”
“I understand completely.”
“I’m sorry for not telling you in advance, Reina.”
“No, it’s okay.”
There were many things she couldn’t say either.
With that preemptive apology, she wanted to ask something else. There was so much to inquire about, from the riddles left by the First Emperor to everything about Ethan.
However, considering the previous answers and the ones to come from Ethan, there wasn’t anything she could ask.
How could she demand someone else’s secrets when she couldn’t reveal her own?
So, Reina speculated silently within herself.
‘Does hearing someone else’s thoughts mean knowing their feelings?’
Even if that were the case, Ethan’s love was as firm as pure belief. If he could read minds, he should have known about her from the beginning and should have kept his distance.
‘But that’s clearly not the case….’
If he had witnessed her internal strife, he would have been hurt.
However, Ethan’s love was so strong.
‘In the end, does reading minds have a symbolic meaning?’
As the gate hummed and vibrated, signaling their return, Reina continued her silent musings.
“Shall we go in, Reina?”
“Yes.”
With her response, Ethan activated the teleportation gate, and a flash of light ensued.
‘It’s like this every time, but I still can’t get used to teleporting.’
As he opened her closed eyes, the ethereal scent of water, akin to the tone of a Monet painting, filled the air in the garden of the Palace of the Thirteenth Moon.
“Are you going to wash up first?”
Ethan, escorting the palace owner, asked casually. In turn, Reina chuckled lightly.
“You’ve certainly transformed into a sly fox, Ethan.”
He’s acting like he’s living here.
“Are you saying you’ll wash me?”
“I’m always ready, Reina.”
Ultimately, she burst into laughter at his remark. Then, with a nonchalant expression, Ethan said,
“I mean it, Reina. I’m always ready.”
There’s something left unsaid there. There really wasn’t anyone as smooth as him.
Reina nudged him away slightly.
“Aren’t you the one who rejected living in the palace together?”
“I’m taking it one step at a time, Reina…”
“Yes, I know. One step at a time because you want to take it slowly. I get it, even though you’ve tried this pouting act.”
She kicked up a hearty laugh, and Ethan casually continued.
“But, Reina, if you really can’t stand it, I’m always ready.”
The subject was once again left unsaid.
In the end, she leaned her forehead against his muscular bicep as though she had lost.
“How did my love become so slick? I can’t win anymore.”
An affectionate nickname emerged after a long time, causing his lips to curve up.
“Now you’re calling me ‘my love’ again?”
“No, it depends on the situation. Why? Do you want me to call you ‘my love’ all the time.”
“No. Whatever you call me is fine, Reina.”
“Even if I curse at you?”
At her words, Ethan paused for a moment, as if in contemplation, then tilted his head slightly and gave her a suggestive smile.
“There are moments when swearing might be appropriate, as I’ve heard.”
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