CH 29.2
The Hated Male Concubine
Until recently, Yihan could ignore Hwawoon as much as he wanted. He could not think of him. Even though he would get angry whenever he saw him, when he turned around and did other things, he would never think of the existence of Yeon Hwawoon for a single moment.
Then, what about Yihan now? Except for when he was concentrating on his work, he had been thinking about Yeon Hwawoon all day. Even on his way to another concubineâs place, he couldnât shake off that thought, so he was standing on the road. To be very honest, Yihan was even suspicious of whether he really wanted to go to Jeongbinâs place.
But the biggest problem was that Yihan himself didnât know what he wanted to do. He couldnât help but get annoyed because he kept solving questions that had no answer. The emperorâs hand holding the armrest kept flinching.
Soon, the emperor said,
âI will go to Jeongan Palace for a moment before going to Jeongbin.â
âTo Jeongan Palace!â
Eunuch Ohâs voice sounded very natural as if he was going to say that from the start.
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âYour Highness! Your Highness!â
Ahjin, who was preparing to quickly give out sweet candy while watching Hwawoon drink bitter medicine, suddenly saw Seoseo running into the room and opened her mouth while frowning.
âWhy are you making such a fuss at night?! You surprised His Highness!â
âGaspâ¦! Your Highness, for-forgive meâ¦! Were you surprised?â
Looking at Seoseo, who hurriedly rushed in but quickly looked down when Ahjin scolded her, Hwawoon relaxed the knit on his brows due to the bitter medicine and smiled lightly. âNo, Iâm fine.â Regardless of that, Ahjin straightly put the candy on Hwawoonâs mouth then looked back at Seoseo and asked,
âSo, whatâs going on?â
âAh! That, Your Highnessâ¦! Hi-His Majesty is on his way to Jeongan Palace!â
Hearing that, Hwawoon said âWhat?!â with an unusually high voice. Was it only Hwawoon? Even Ahjin almost dropped the empty medicine bowl Hwawoon handed her. Due to the unexpected situation, the three people were completely frozen and only blankly stared at each otherâs eyes for a while.
Even so, Seoseo, who had already been surprised and made a fuss outside, held Ahjinâs arm and swayed it, raising her voice.
âAhjin unnie! Iâm telling you His Majesty is coming!â
âAh⦠ah! His, His Majesty yea⦠yeah⦠fir-first, you go to the kitchen and tell them to prepare the snacks. Hurry up!â
âYes! Understood!â
As Seoseo ran outside again, with a faster step than when she jumped inside, Ahjin hurried to the front of the dresser and looked at the ornaments. Fortunately, Hwawoon hasnât changed his clothes yet, but she couldnât decorate him right away because he had all the ornaments off so that he could rest comfortably.
Ahjin, who was agonizing for a very short time, soon took a hair tie out of the drawer and stood behind Hwawoon, who was still frozen. With a quick touch, she took only half of Hwawoonâ hair from the front and tied it in the back, before hiding her nervous voice and opening her mouth.
âYour Highness, are you okay?â
âHu-huh?â
Nevertheless, Hwawoon still only blinked with a blank expression despite Ahjinâs question. He had encountered the emperor several times, but from Hwawoonâs point of view, all of those were unexpected situations, and this was the first time that he had known beforehand and had to wait for the emperor to visit Jeongan Palace after Hwawoon woke up.
In addition, Hwawoon didnât know the reason why the emperor was coming to Jeongan Palace at this time. He couldnât even guess. He quickly tried to remember all his activities today, but except for giving a morning greeting to the Empress, he never walked out of Jeongan Palace, so he couldnât understand why the emperor suddenly looked for him at all.
âYour Highnessâ¦! Take a deep breath!â
It was Ahjinâs voice while she stroked Hwawoonâs back that brought Hwawoon back to reality. Hwawoon finally realized that he was panting. Ahjin continued to stroke Hwawoonâs back and arm, and said,
âItâs fine, Your Highness. Itâs only His Majesty visiting.â
Hwawoon slowly breathed in line with Ahjinâs comforting touch. Once he took a deep breath, he felt his mind come back. Yeon Hwawoonâs body was excessively sensitive and weak that sometimes he felt so unfamiliar with the senses he had now.
âThank you, Ahjin.â
Hwawoon tried to relax his expression and smiled at Ahjin, then took a deep breath once again. Ahjinâs right. It is only His Majesty visiting, and it is not a bad thing since I could see His Majestyâs face. Hwawoon thought so and slowly rose up to welcome the emperor.
Every step as he went outside reminded him of the days he had encountered the emperor. From the day he first saw the emperor as Hawoon to the last night. He had much more difficult memories than good memories. However, the emperorâs cold appearance was actually not for Hawoon, but for Yeon Hwawoon, so in fact, Hawoon only ever had all the good hearts of the emperor.
For Hawoon, the emperor was the one who led his life and gave a meaning to his death.
Therefore, humans always seemed to be so brazenly trying to keep only good things for themselves. When Hwawoon just came out to the courtyard with such thoughts and stood looking at the way the emperor would walk in,
âHere comes His Majesty the Emperor!â
Along with a loud voice that cut through the night, he saw the emperor, Yihan.
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