History at the Library

Then he began to look up and down at the woman with a bright face, looking very unsatisfied. He was now wearing a black hood from head to toe.

Of course, Vivian had no idea that his opponent was the emperor of the empire. She just smiled and asked nicely if he needed anything.

“I don’t know what he likes about you. It doesn’t suit you at all. You’re such a jerk.”

However, Julian’s subsequent remarks forced her to crack her face.

“Dark brown hair, chubby body, even the appearance is worthless. Purple eyes are quite unique, but that’s all. How did you lure them?”

Who the hell is this guy? He’s picking a fight!

Vivian was in a pretty good mood a while ago. It was because Aiden finally let her return to the Imperial Library as a night librarian.

Of course, with a condition to spend the weekend in his mansion.

Vivian didn’t even like it, but it was originally a custom of the empire to stay in the patron’s home if the writer or painter was sponsored. She should have been glad to be free on weekdays.

It’s been a really long time since she’s been back to work.

She was still concerned about her strange relationship with Aiden, but she was trying to turn a blind eye to it. She just had a headache without any conclusion.

She was just so motivated to work like crazy.

What, a jerk? I don’t even look good?

Vivian was dumbfounded by the out-of-the-box accusations. She trembled at the corners of her mouth and endured it again and again. It’s said if she endured three times she was spared as the murder.

Most of the people who visited the Imperial Library were high-ranking. A wise man who shakes the empire with a word of mouth, or a high-ranking aristocrat who has enough power to enter and leave the imperial palace. If she got involved in a strange provocation and got angry, it would have been a loss only to her side.

Vivian returned coldly and began to infer the situation by putting together the words of the rude man.

‘I don’t know what he likes about you’ meant that someone liked Vivian, and ‘She doesn’t suit him at all’, meant that this was the man’s brother.

I mean, who was adoring me before I even knew it?

She didn’t even know who the hell it was. Sensitive scholars were impatient with her, and the nobles all treated her as invisible.

If one of them secretly liked Vivian. She was a little jealous that he could hide his feelings so thoroughly. Then she suddenly came up with a hypothesis.

Does this man….. have a brother complex?

Not only did he like his brother, but he also loves and adheres to his brother like crazy? Otherwise, he won’t just pop up out of nowhere and say something meaningful full of jealousy like that.

Vivian’s anger subsided before she knew it. Then her purple eyes glistened and sent him a curious look.

Julian crumpled his face with some unknown displeasure. What is that benevolent look as if she understands everything?

It’s okay, it could happen.

“What?”

“How wide the world is, some of you love your blood too much. Sometimes it can cross the line that it shouldn’t cross, and I’m actually an only child, so I don’t know, but I’m sure there’s a form of love that goes beyond blood and gender…”

“Wait, wait.”

He cut Vivian’s nonsense in the middle.

“What the hell are you talking about?”

She tilted her head and asked back.

“Didn’t you love your brother enough to nitpick at the woman he liked?”

“What…! It can’t be!”

“But what you just said must be a jealous man……”

“No!”

Julian was so surprised that he couldn’t refute it and threw a tantrum.

It was natural, but no one has ever said such a thing to the emperor.

“No matter how hard you try to hide your identity!”

He couldn’t understand his brother’s taste in women at all.

Julian took off his hood roughly as if he had ripped it off.

Vivian remained silent for a while, and soon bowed her head.

“I admire your deep and profound friendship.”

“It’s too late. Are you kidding me?”

But he was glad that she knew her life was precious. As soon as she found out that her opponent was the emperor, she changed her attitude as if she had flipped her palm, and she seemed to be quite conscious. Julian burst into a haughty grin at Vivian.

“Darn it, I can’t kill it.”

Still, he seemed to have calmed down only after banging the counter with his fist to see if his irritation was relieved. He rattled up his white bangs.

Oh, my God. That temper.

The Emperor was hot-tempered. How could he have lived so long listening to the voice of the Holy Father with such short patience? Vivian looked down at Julian’s trembling fist and asked in a cautious voice.

“Well, are you going to kill me?”

“I want to kill you right now.”

She thought so just by looking at the face full of life.

Vivian turned her head around and desperately lifted her brain to the limit when her life was on the alert.

If he wants to kill her, but he can’t, it’s obvious that there’s a reason for that, and the reason was because of his brother, Aiden, without deep consideration. The emperor was under the illusion that the Grand Duke liked Vivian.

That’s a hell of a misunderstanding.

But Vivian wasn’t an idiot and she couldn’t have put herself on a limb because she told the truth here.

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