Chapter 16 (2/2)

The eunuch who was on standby quickly came and answered. “Did you call me, Your Highness?”

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Squeezing his lips for a moment, he asked casually, “Hasn’t she come here today to say hello?”

“Pardon, what do you mean, Your Majesty?”

“I’m asking about the Crown Princess.”

“Are you looking for Her Highness?”

Embarrassed by his sudden and unexpected question, the eunuch quickly tried to read his mind.

Bipaan said in a low voice, with particular attention to the pitch of his voice, “I’m not looking for her. As she used to come here every morning, I just asked whether she changed her schedule today. ”

“She didn’t come today. Shall I send a messenger to her residence in the East Palace to check on her?”

The eunuch’s calm voice struck his heart like a hard rock. With a deep breath, he murmured, “Didn’t she come today?”

One of his eyebrows tilted toward the middle of his forehead. He felt a knot in his stomach suddenly. He looked askance at the cushion mat across his desk. He suddenly recalled Kyosul, who came over and sat there, talking to him like a child with a smile.

When she came here, she said it was her duty as the Crown Princess to offer me morning greetings. After all, did she say just empty words?

Bipaan closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, the shadow on the cushion mat was gone. Bipaan sat down with his back on the chair and spoke to the eunuch with a stern voice.

“No, you don’t have to send the messenger. I was just curious if her schedule has changed today. Even in the future let me have no morning greetings from her. ”

“Yes, Your Majesty!”

A cool wind blew over his temple. Bipaan again opened up the scroll. His gaze scanning the letters was sharp.

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Kyosul lay in bed all day. It had been a while since she spent a day in the room without going outside. As she was so healthy, she usually didn’t even catch a cold, but sometimes even she had to get sick.

“Even though I don’t feel pain at all, I can still be sick like this.”

Her words seemed to be contradictory but correct. Though she didn’t feel any pain in her body, her heart ached, which was even more painful. She just felt stuffy and couldn’t breathe well. She often felt she was choked up with tears, blocking her airway.

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This was the first time that Kyosul felt heartbroken.

She was sick because of Bipaan’s indifferent attitude, and she was sicker because of her longing for Ruhae. Overwhelmed by these troubles and heartbreaking incidents, she lost all her motivation.

“I hate everyone. I hate my father who sent me so far, I hate my mother who didn’t stop him, and I hate my brother who didn’t confront him. ”

Her pillowcase was wet with tears. Now, she felt her memories of her life in the Hwa Kingdom, her motherland, were too distant. Though only one season had passed since she arrived in the Mok Kingdom, she was overcome with numerous agonies.

“I hate Bipaan, that heartless man. ”

Initially, she was thrilled about her groom to some degree. She was even excited. She wondered about his personality, temperament, and appearance, but her husband never smiled at her. Even in the middle of spring he just spoke with a cold look. As if he was dealing with a child or a messy boy, he seemed to treat her not as his wife, Crown Princess, but as a naughty tomboy.

As he treated her like that, Kyosul found herself downcast and scared more often than not.

“I hate that kind-hearted man much more.”

He was the first person who smiled at her. Was it because she let her hair down easily? Without exactly knowing who he was, she often searched for him in the back garden of the outer palace as she felt him comfortable to be around and, after all, confessed to him something indecent, namely her genuine feelings about him.

Gosh! How can I have a crush on him like this?