On the Wedding Night - JENLISA

The Young Gentleman

On the third day of the third month, the spring sun shone brightly. A magpie perched on a branch, poking its small round head out and blinking cat eyes at the silly gentleman who looked like he might tumble off the wall.

Lisa would never forget this heart-pounding spring day. In that fleeting moment when she looked up, all the sounds, colors, and scenes around her seemed to fade away. What silently knocked on her heart’s door was the girl sitting on the stone steps, dressed in a water-red dress.

The girl wore slightly worn embroidered shoes. Her slender legs were delicate, and her ink-black hair was pinned up with a pearwood hairpin. Her serene demeanor spread silently, offering a deeper, more tranquil beauty beyond mere appearance.

Lisa was entranced.

Then she saw the girl smile.

The smile was light and gentle, with the corners of her lips slightly upturned. Lisa stood there, her eyes warming at the sight.

While the two of them were lost in their own world, Chaeyoung, who was standing behind Jennie, felt frustrated enough to curse. Who was this person?

Climbing up the wall like a thief and clumsily falling over without even a hint of gratitude for not landing headfirst, and now staring at her miss like that. Hadn’t she ever heard that it’s rude to stare?

And her miss too.

It had rained the night before, and today her miss had insisted on laying a mat near the wall. Was she a fortune teller or something?

Imagine sitting peacefully in the courtyard, and suddenly someone falls off the wall. Whether they’re attractive or not, a scream of surprise would be the least expected reaction. But her miss remained calm and even smiled?

Chaeyoung’s temples throbbed.

To be honest, she felt that both of them were a bit abnormal.

She looked at Lisa with a wary eye, as if guarding against a thief. Bound by Jennie’s earlier instruction not to speak, she swallowed the reprimand that was on the tip of her tongue.

“Greetings, miss. I apologize for my intrusion,” Lisa said, bowing. Her pear blossom white spring shirt was adorned with white pear blossoms that had fallen from the branch, soft and elegant.

Chaeyoung internally let out a small noise of disdain and covered her eyes silently: Her figure was actually quite pleasing? If all flower thieves looked like this, there would be no shortage of flowers to steal.

Jennie couldn’t see her, but she turned her head towards the sound, her smile calm and gentle.

She didn’t speak, and Lisa, unsure how to ease her tension, felt sweat trickle between her fingers. She bowed again and said, “Thank you, miss. Without this mat, I might have had a nasty fall.”

Jennie nodded: That was true.

In her previous lifetime, Chaeyoung had shouted loudly, startling Lisa, who then fell and injured her left wrist.