Unbeknownst to Me, I am Secretly Dating the Emperor - Chapter 163

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Chapter 163
“What? Why are you doing this?”
I rushed over and pressed my handkerchief to Coni’s lips first.
The amount of blood wasn’t much, but it was enough to stain the fabric.
“Ah, I haven’t been sleeping well lately, I guess?”
Coni glanced down at the handkerchief, then wiped her philtrum with her hand to check the smeared blood herself, speaking with evident bewilderment.
The careless gesture only spread the blood on her nose and lips, making the situation look worse.
“It’s not just simple tiredness causing a nosebleed! You’re bleeding from your mouth too!”
“Huh?”
Coni’s eyes widened as she finally noticed something flowing from her mouth.
“Oh, right? I thought it was sweat.”
Her matter-of-fact, almost oblivious tone both deflated my concern and oddly reassured me a little.
“Where does it hurt?”
I asked, hoping against hope that it was just fatigue causing the nosebleed and that she’d somehow gotten a cut inside her mouth that was bleeding without her knowing.
“I’m not in pain anywhere…….”
Though Coni seemed puzzled by how seriously I was reacting.
But it made no sense for her to be bleeding when there was nothing physically wrong with her body.
“Coni, I’m sorry. Let me just check something.”
Wondering if perhaps she couldn’t feel pain at all, I apologized first, then pinched her forearm hard.
“Ow!”
At least her pain response was normal. Coni let out a pitiful shriek.
“Why’d you pinch me all of a sudden?”
Coni rubbed her forearm and complained with an aggrieved look.
“Sorry—I was worried you were in such serious condition that you’d lost all sensation.”
When I apologized sincerely, Coni pouted and continued rubbing her forearm defiantly.
“No, I definitely felt that. Your grip’s seriously strong.”
The blood I’d wiped from her nose hadn’t fully dried, and it smeared on her forearm too.
Coni’s appearance grew increasingly worrisome.
‘Anyone would see she’s sick.’
But fortunately, the continent’s finest healer was right nearby.
“Let’s go see the Saint.”
I pulled Coni along toward Ibeta.
“Lina! I missed you!”
Ibeta greeted me warmly after so long, but her expression clouded the moment she saw Coni.
“Is Coni all right? What happened?”
It seemed they’d grown quite close from working together, because Ibeta looked alarmed as she fussed over Coni.
Coni, who felt no pain and couldn’t see her own appearance, grew embarrassed as both Ibeta and I expressed deep concern.
“It seems like nothing serious, but suddenly…….”
I cut off Coni’s attempt to reassure us and spoke instead.
“She suddenly started bleeding from her mouth and nose. It stopped quickly, but could you take a look, Ibeta?”
Ibeta’s command of Holy Power had grown sharper—she could now diagnose even subtle ailments with precision.
Ibeta’s eyes widened, and she nodded.
A gentle light flowed from Ibeta’s hands, washing over Coni’s body.
Ibeta’s eyes, which had been closed in concentration as she channeled Holy Power, opened again.
“Do you know what the problem is?”
But Ibeta shook her head.
“No, I can’t pinpoint exactly where the abnormality is…….”
Ibeta paused briefly before continuing.
“The only real issue I found was mild Reflux Esophagitis.”
“Is there anything else you suspect besides illness?”
In cases where someone showed symptoms like Coni’s, the most common suspicion was poison.
But after a moment of thought, Ibeta shook her head again.
“Since I’m detecting a state abnormality, I would have sensed if it were poison or a curse or something else like that.”
But even with Ibeta’s assurance, I couldn’t relax.
“Still…….”
My mind raced, considering other possibilities beyond illness, poison, or curses.
But Coni wasn’t the type to let a serious atmosphere linger.
“I’m healthy.”
Coni, who had been quiet until Ibeta finished using Holy Power, suddenly perked up.
“What do you mean healthy? You have Reflux Esophagitis! I told you not to eat late-night snacks and go straight to bed!”
After years as Coni’s roommate, there was no way I wouldn’t know. When I pinpointed the cause of the Reflux Esophagitis and started lecturing, Coni shrank her shoulders.
“I didn’t…… go straight to bed.”
Since she didn’t deny eating the snacks, it seemed her habits hadn’t changed.
At any other time, with my experience lecturing three younger siblings, I would’ve nagged more.
But when Coni said she was fine, I just pulled her into an embrace.
My heart had lurched, thinking she’d contracted some serious illness.
Even after reassurance, my eyes stung.
Unable to suppress the emotion welling up inside, I spoke without thinking.
“Anyway…….”
“You look ugly when you cry.”
But thanks to Coni, who couldn’t bear seriousness, the tears that had been about to spill dried instantly.
Letting go of Coni with a squint, she wrapped her arms around herself and shuddered dramatically.
“And I’m warning you now—don’t you cry at my funeral either. I’ll get goosebumps and might just crawl out of the coffin.”
In response to her so-called joke, I huffed and roughly rubbed my already bloodstained handkerchief over Coni’s nose and mouth.
“I’ll do the tango at your funeral, so just wipe that off.”
The blood had already dried and didn’t wipe off at all, but it was petty spite on my part.
Coni yelped at the rough treatment.
“Ow! Ow! You’re not scrubbing me with sandpaper, are you?”
At that, Ibeta, who’d been watching us, poured water from the teapot into a handkerchief and offered it.
“Here, Coni. Would you like to use this instead?”
Coni readily accepted Ibeta’s kindness and wiped away the bloodstains roughly.
But even after using another handkerchief, some bloodstains remained that bothered me.
I asked Ibeta for another favor.
“Ibeta, could you use Healing on Coni?”
“Of course!”
Ibeta answered brightly for my continued peace of mind, and Holy Power erupted from her hands once more.
It wasn’t the delicate control she’d shown when examining Coni’s body earlier.
But rather, a powerful surge of Holy Power poured over Coni, powerful enough to heal even the most trivial abnormalities.
“Wow, damn.”
Coni squeezed her eyes shut and then opened them at the sudden flood of intense light that followed our exchange with Ibeta.
Her face appeared to have been rejuvenated by about eight months.
“I think my Reflux Esophagitis is cured too.”
Coni gave Ibeta a thumbs-up and boasted about her health.
Ibeta, seeming pleased, smiled back at Coni.
The two of them looked carefree, but I wasn’t.
“Ibeta, could Coni stay at the Separate Palace for a while?”
It was a request made out of caution.
I hoped it would all end as an incident, but her condition could suddenly worsen.
Being close to Ibeta, the Saint, would give me peace of mind.
Whether I was working or not.
Fortunately, Ibeta agreed readily.
“Of course! She can stay indefinitely if she wants.”
“Excuse me. What about my opinion?”
As my suggestion and Ibeta’s agreement decided Coni’s temporary residence in an instant, Coni grumbled for form’s sake.
Of course, she was duly ignored.
“Come from today. You don’t need luggage. The Separate Palace has everything.”
Only after Coni heard about the impressive skills of the Separate Palace’s kitchen staff did she stop complaining.
After various unexpected complications made us arrive at the Separate Palace later than planned, Ed stood waiting with a worried expression on his face.
“Lina!”
Since everyone at the Imperial Palace and in the Separate Palace knew about our relationship, Ed came running toward me as usual, without hesitation.
But the problem was that Coni was right beside me. And she still only half-understood the nature of my relationship with Ed.
“What? You’re still seeing that guy?”
Coni glared and pointed an accusing finger at Ed.
“Uh, well…….”
It had been a while since I’d reconciled with Ed, but I’d only told Coni there’d been a misunderstanding.
Of course, after the Crown Princess and Lord Everett Rohas’s State Marriage Alliance was announced, I’d told her that Ed and Lord Everett Rohas weren’t the same person.
Whenever I tried to tell her Ed’s true identity, she’d look deeply disapproving and show signs of objecting strongly, so I’d decided to wait for another time.
Even after that, whenever I tried to bring it up, Coni would fly into a rage the moment I mentioned anything about Ed, immediately demanding we break up.
‘Coni has her reasons for feeling that way.’
I’d been planning to tell her after improving Ed’s image a bit more, but in my alarm, I’d forgotten that Ed would be here at the Separate Palace.
As I looked back and forth between Ed and Coni in confusion, Coni snorted, rolled up her sleeves, and stepped toward Ed.
Then she let loose a string of very harsh curses.
“You damned bastard! Break up with our Lina right now!”

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