Chapter 107 (2/2)
With a little smile, he kissed on her cheek. Feeling sorry for him, she was touched by his kiss and felt warm toward him
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‘How lovely he is! I envy Princess Oran.’
She was about to hug him when she heard some sharp voice from somewhere.
“Mu! How come you are being so rude to her like a spoiled child?”
Stunned by someone’s sudden scolding, he pulled himself away from Kyosul.
“Huh? Mom… ”
Standing upright, he folded his hands and bowed. He quickly corrected his attitude, which suggested he was used to it.
It was Oran who appeared before him, giving him a severe scolding.
Kyosul, who was bending her knees at the moment, stood up and greeted Oran. After greeting her quickly, Oran approached him and put her hands on his shoulders. And she pulled him to her side.
Oran tightened her grip on his shoulders. When she pressed on his shoulders hard with her fingers, he got scared and looked up at her and said, “Oh, I’m sorry, mom.”
When she saw his scared face, Oran felt she was so strict, so she smiled and got on her knees to make eye contact with him.
“No, I’m wrong. What I mean is you should not treat her so informally as she is the Crown Princess.”
Kyosul’s face hardened a bit at her words.
Though Oran’s advice to Mu was understandable, Kyosul felt it was too harsh.
Besides, her overly defensive attitude was also regrettable.
‘Why is she trying not to trust me?’
When Kyosul was thinking about it, Mu began to babble again, encouraged by Oran’s soft voice. “Yeah. I’m going to behave with manners in the future. By the way, please do me a favor.”
“Favor?”
“Yeah. Well, the Crown Princess tipped me off on this, I wish I had friends in the palace!”
He shouted with an excited voice. The moment Oran heard ‘friend,’ her face hardened instantly. Standing straight, Oran turned to the Crown Princess and asked, “What did you tell him?””Yes, because he said he was so bored…”
“Mu is different from other children. How can you allow him to hang out with peers like those in private houses? No way. As Prince Heyjin delivered a baby girl, she will take care of him in a few years. I have not gotten him friends because I’ve my own plan. So, don’t let him toy with any vain ideas like that.”
“Oh, I see.”
Though she wanted to refute her, Oran was Mu’s mother. Kyosul’s taking issue with her way of educating her son was a sensitive matter. Quickly finding out the point of their conversation, Mu became sullen again. He looked at Kyosul with his eyes drooped, which made her heart ache. “That makes sense, but…”
As soon as Kyosul began to say something, Oran hastily responded as if she read her intention.
“By the way, we’re doing our best to educate him in the West Palace, so you don’t have to pay attention to him. And it’s also my duty to take care of him. If you try to help him, you might think I’m not competent enough to raise him, right?”
“No, that’s not what I mean.”
She quickly tried to clarify her position when Oran gave her a long lecture on his education.
Oran suddenly smiled and leaned forward.
“I really wish you didn’t pay any attention to my son.”
Oran bowed deeply. She had no choice but to turn her eyes away from him.
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He drooped his shoulders.
Soon, Oran left the flower garden after bowing to her, taking Mu with her, who looked sullen.
Thinking of Oran who was wary of her all the time, she was left alone in the flower garden.
The wind blew and the petals fluttered. Some swaying petals fell down, blown by the wind. The petals falling on the ground seemed unusually lonely.
“What a cunning bitch!”
Having sneered at Kyosul, Oran twisted her lips. She had a court lady take Mu back back to the West Palace, then crossed the Imperial Palace roughly.
“What the heck is that little young bitch? All the guys are captivated by her beauty…”
Coarse and harsh words came out of her mouth continuously.
In her eyes, even the cold-hearted Crown Prince, decorous Prince Ruhae, and even her husband Prince Binsung cast an interested glance at her. Now, her son Mu followed her, calling her Ayamama. All this annoyed Oran very much.