Chapter 17 (1/2)

Futile Love Heo Sarin 45180K 2022-07-20

Kyosul herself was surprised to know she had made such a confession. How could she wish Ruhae was the Crown Prince?

I feel comfortable when I’m with him.

I laugh when I’m with him.

I miss him when he is not around.

She kept thinking about him more and more deeply before she knew, but she was still confused about whether it was because of Bipaan’s icy attitude or because of Ruhae’s lie that she was so sad and heartbroken now.

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“Was he simply teasing me?”

She was scared. She was even worried that his words and actions she had observed so far were deceptive in nature given that he had lied about his identity.

Bipaan treated me as much of a mere child. How much did I look foolish and funny to Ruhae then?

As such thoughts came to her mind often, she was distressed all the more.

As the Crown Princess, she enjoyed spending time with another man, regarding him as a friend, and even confessed to him that she wished he was the Crown Prince.

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“What a fool I am! Why didn’t I ask him about his identity?”

After blaming herself for a long time, she began to hold a grudge against Ruhae.

She felt the reason he didn’t tell her about his identity frankly was that he regarded her as an unimportant woman. Though she was confused about whether a weight on her mind was caused by Bipaan’s cold treatment or Ruhae’s ignorance. She was more and more attracted to Ruhae. It was the first time she thought about a man for so long other than her brothers.

Every day the royal doctor brew herbal medicine for Kyosul. Receiving a bowl of herbal decoction, the nanny stood before the door of her room and asked, “Your Highness, are you awake?

She didn’t reply, but when the nanny glanced at the court ladies, they opened the door. With her head lowered, she stepped into the room, put down the bowl, and looked at the bed.

She was already awake and sitting up in bed. She looked paler in her white nightgown.

“This herbal decoction is for you. The doctor asked you to have it on an empty stomach first then he will prepare another medicine after you have porridge for breakfast. ”

“… ”

She was silent. Looking at her with trembling eyes, the nanny offered the herbal decoction to her.

“Please drink it when it is warm.”

Receiving the bowl, she cautiously emptied it. It tasted bitter in her mouth.

But for now, she felt much more bitter than it.

“Let me bring your breakfast soon.”

Holding the empty bowl, the nanny bowed to her and stepped back. After a while, she brought a pill with the porridge. Kyosul didn’t say anything until she finished her breakfast.

At noon, she brought lunch. The doctor didn’t prescribe any medicine for lunch. Granted that she ate like a bird usually, she hardly ate the food today. As she had medicine but not much food, the nanny was worried. She was sitting for a while after she had lunch. Then she was about to lie on the bed when a court lady gave her a message.

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Sunny spring days were waning, and Mother Nature was preparing to close spring. Full-petaled spring flowers began to disappear one by one, and the cool spring breeze gradually began to turn warm, heralding the arrival of summer.

Ruhae, the owner of Namchon Palace in the center of the South Palace, sat in his study with a pale face. He looked so pale that he looked like he would collapse at any moment. The reason he was so haggard was because of one woman whom he couldn’t throw her name around now. Ruhae had a friend that he enjoyed meeting until recently. She was none other than Kyosul, who came from the Hwa Kingdom for a political marriage with Bipaan, the Crown Prince of the Mok Kingdom. He used to meet her mainly in the back garden of the outer palace without any prior appointment. When he was caught being with her by chance by Bipaan, she found out that he did not reveal his identity to her.

I can’t forget how embarrassed she was…

He couldn’t forget her embarrassed eyes and the expression on her face when she came to know for the first time that he was a prince and that his name was not Uljin Yu but Yuuljin Danmok. Whenever he closed his eyes, her glittering eyes came to his mind, troubling his heart.

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I’ve brought myself to this. Who can I blame?