CHAPTERS
It took over a lunar month just to get there, but the journey back was a mere four days. The gap between the two was so laughable that Yoonso let out a hollow laugh. The beings known as Yongrin were so incredible that they could carry a large palanquin holding a single person with ease, running without a single tremor. They took turns and then took turns again, running continuously, so all Yoonso had to do was rest when told to rest, eat when told to eat, and sleep when told to sleep. How pathetic…- 173.1 K • Ongoing
- The more he delved into it, the more miserable he became, and a lump formed in his throat. It was devastating that he could no longer even look back on the moments he had wanted to cherish so dearly. Hwi had given him everything, and then taken everything away. How foolish had been the arrogance of thinking he was bound to the Son of Heaven by a sense of kinship, and the mistaken belief that His Majesty might pity him. As a procession formed around the palanquin carrying Yoonso, the outside grew…
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- “Your Highness. Is it not to your liking?” When Yoonso finally put down his chopsticks after clattering them about, Court Lady Jo approached and asked cautiously. Her name was Jo Seong-geum, and she was the palace maid of the royal bedchamber who would be serving Yoonso from now on. It was unbearably burdensome whenever Court Lady Jo, who was much older than he, scrutinized his every reaction and movement. It wasn't just her; at times, it felt as if every person here was watching him with their…
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- The sky was impeccably clear. Everyone in the Imperial Palace agreed in unison that it was an auspicious occasion blessed even by the Dragon God. Every person he met expressed their gratitude to Yoonso. They said that spring had finally come for His Majesty the Emperor, calling Yoonso the most precious of all precious people. The ceremonial coronet, which made jewels sparkle with every step, was magnificent and heavy. The blue formal robe, on which a seven-clawed dragon holding a Forsythia in its mouth…
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- Yoonso’s hand, which had been about to loosen his heavy garments first, paused. Yoonso looked back at Yeondeok, who had become a proper court attendant in just a few days. “Can’t you at least… call me as you used to?” “I, no, this humble one wants to, but…” Yeondeok fidgeted, watching Yoonso’s expression. He, too, seemed to find him unfamiliar, which was both bitter and, at the same time, made a laugh escape. “This is the first time I have laughed, thanks to…
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- Even when facing eyes blooming with hatred, Hwi was unperturbed. He rose again and sat on the bed, grasping Yoonso's shoulders. "How could you be a flower?" "......" "You are not a flower, but a bamboo. Who would dare to break you?" After finally breaking him and seating him here, he was now describing him as an existence that could not be broken. Hwi's thumb gently caressed Yoonso's shoulder. The touch lingered long like a regret before it fell away. Presently, Hwi lowered his hand and…
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- "I have heard that this Sowon is *young and ignorant, but I did not realize he would be so insolent even in front of Your Majesty. It is my belief that it would be right to discipline this Sowon strictly and restore order." "That is enough. Is he not merely sixteen?" "Age is not important in knowing the rules of decorum." "I know that the rod is not a remedy. He will get better with time." It was ridiculous to scold someone just for speaking a little hatefully when they had done no actual harm.…
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- When he reached the empty lot near the Yeongwiwon, he saw targets and training scarecrows lined up on one side. As he stood in a position facing the target, Jeongju brought him a bow and arrows. “This bow should be suitable for your hand for practice.” “Thank you.” Yoonso nocked an arrow on the string and aimed at the target. It had been a long time since he held a bow, and the target was farther than when he had practiced at his private residence, so it seemed he would need some time to…
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- Yoonso opened his mouth but could not easily bring out any words. Among the concubines present in this room, only this Sowon was from a noble family, and he knew that Hyunbi and Seongbin did not come from any notable families. He did not know what kind of life Hyunbi had lived before entering the palace as a Yeongchunhwa, but it was self-evident that in her eyes, he would appear to be a pampered, childish young master from a noble house. He wanted to argue that he had wanted to live freely even if it…
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- When Hwi reached out his hand again, Yoonso did not avoid him. Hwi brought Yoonso’s hand to his own neck. As his fingertips pressed firmly into the carotid artery below his chin, he could feel the pulse jumping, thump, thump, against his skin. He could clearly feel the change as the beat, strong and steady like its owner, grew a little stronger. Yoonso’s eyes trembled minutely as he looked at Hwi, who had willingly offered up a vital spot. “If you enjoy shooting a bow, come out…
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