Chapter 33 (2/2)

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She was in a cheerful mood on her way to the West Palace with light footsteps.

“The Crown Princess, what an interesting woman!”

Though Kyosul arrived in the palace only two months ago, there were lots of rumors about her. She was the source of all the interesting rumors.

Oran pondered what she just heard from Kyoyoung. It was a good topic that stimulated her imagination. She didn’t need to go to the trouble of gaining favor with Kyosul.

“The Crown Princess says she can’t love the Crown Prince?”

It was funny to mention the word ‘love’ in the palace, but it was not funny at all, given the object of her love.

When she connected all the wild rumors about Kyosul with this particular episode, Oran felt she could create another spectacular rumor about her that would be immensely beneficial to Oran and Dukwol.

Back to the West Palace, Oran headed for the Sochon Palace, not her residence. Today, too, she was expecting to spend another long night of sexual pleasure in Prince Dukwol’s room.

Kosyul was lost in agony sitting in her room. She thought about Bipaan resting his chin on one hand with a serious look. Obviously, he was serious at that moment, but he might look funny to outsiders who didn’t know his situation.

“What should I do? I send flowers to him every day even though he doesn’t like them. He has warned me not to disturb his job, but I’ve been doing so every morning. It looks like I have lost favor with him.”

Each of Bipaan’s preferences that she found out from Kyoyong was different from hers. Kyosul liked the grass and flowers in the back garden, so she liked to talk about them every day, but Bipaan liked the lake and the river, so he took a walk along the stream around the East Palace.

“How come our preferences are so different?”

She let out a deep sigh. She agonized about whether she had to focus on his preferences every day.

“But this is something I can’t convey or offer to him.”

She carefully examined a list of his preferences that Kyoyoung gave her. His walk along the stream around the East Palace, boating, hunting pheasants, archery, embroidering, things woven with colored threads, black color, gold color, live fish, tea without scent…

While watching her agonize over the list, her nanny spoke cautiously, “Your Highness, I think it’s much better if you can choose one from your own preferences and give it to him.”

“Why?”

“Anybody can give the Crown Prince what he wants, based on his preferences. But only you can give him what you like, which reflects your wishes and longing for him. I mean the kind of joy that you alone can bring to him.”

Kyosul turned it over in her mind deeply.

“Things I can do for him, things only I can give him…”

She then examined the list over and over. There were not many in the list that she liked. She felt she couldn’t show her sincerity if she simply suited his taste.

“Well, I think I had better…”

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She walked to the inner space of her room, where there was a small reception room to greet guests and a bed divided by a curtain. On the wall hung Bipaan’s wedding dress and a bunch of flowers below it.

She picked the most beautiful flowers while walking in the backyard every day and put them there. She dried them under the shade there until their fragrance became subtle then put them in the letter she sent to him.

“I think this is the best gift I can give to the Crown Prince at this point.”

She wanted to do more, but she didn’t want to bite off more than she could chew. If she could make him think about what she liked, that was the most she could hope for.

“It’s okay to me even if the Crown Prince doesn’t respond to my gifts. I won’t have any regrets.”

She wished she hadn’t said her last words. She sent a letter to him every day but didn’t receive any reply, which broke her heart. That’s why she asked Kyoyoung about his preferences the other day.

She became impatient when he didn’t reply, curious about whether he didn’t like her gift.

“Why hasn’t he ever mentioned it?”

She once asked the eunuch serving the Crown Prince about it but was told that he didn’t have a response. She got a bit offended and even upset.

No, I shouldn’t feel resentful towards him. He is pretty busy. I don’t want anything in return. I just want to act honorably before him.