Chapter 134 (1/2)
Indeed, she really flew away from his arms like a bird. Tears dropped from his eyes suddenly. Although he decided to send her off long time ago, it wasn't as easy as he thought.
He already began to miss her.
He took the wedding robe she left behind to the small back room of the East Palace. In the empty room without any furniture only the red wedding suit hung on the wall. He did not allow anyone to enter, and he spent time alone there.
One day, when he was lost in thought, he looked at the robe in the back room before going to bed. He got up suddenly. He unexpectedly headed to Kyoyoung's residence. It was a strange road that he had never walked since the wedding day.
He didn't even think it was late. Not only the court ladies at the Dongbi Place but also its owner Kyoyoung couldn't hide their surprise when they saw him. As she was just about to go to bed, she was wearing thin and light clothes. Looking at her with a shy expression, he indifferently asked.
”Do you have my wedding robe?”
”… Wedding robe?
”The wedding robe I left behind on the wedding night.”
”Ah! I remember. Apparently, the court ladies took it to the royal laundry center. I guess they sent it to the East Palace after washing it.”
Embarrassed, he barely squeezed out her memory.
'Yes, that's the way you handle it,' he thought to himself.
And then he said, with a sigh, ”Oh, I see.”
As soon as he confirmed it, he turned.
That was the only reason he went to the trouble of visiting the Dongbi Palace.
Why did Kyosul bring the wedding suit to him after looking at it on the wall for so long?
As he was curious, he wanted to check if his other wife kept it like Kyosul had.
But Kyoyoung didn't put much weight on his wedding robe.
'If that's the case, why did she keep it until recently?'
He felt like he could have some hope. Did she ever expect him to come and sleep with her?
'Can I covet her even now?'
He was consumed by such vain illusion at that moment when he was about to leave Kyoyoung's room.
She grabbed him by the collar with one hand and pulled the string of her gown with the other.
”Your Majesty.”
Calling him, she pulled his hand. He frowned at her nudity when she took off all her clothes.
”What are you doing, Princess?”
”Please hug me. Please do not turn away from me this time.”
Then, she jumped into his arms. The rustling lapel of his robe touched her n.a.k.e.d body.
She tightened her grip on his hands.
In the end, he flopped down on the scarlet mattress. She fell over his legs.
He knitted his brows. He put his hands on her shoulders.
He felt through his fingertips her tender skin, her soft and rounded shoulders, and her trembling feelings. Surprisingly, he bit his lip, but he still had no interest in her.
Was it because he was troubled by Kyosul these days? When he touched a woman's skin, he felt something hot going up deep inisde.
'I want to hug and touch Kyosul like I'm touching her now. Would she touch me, too? Does she want to hug me, too?'
His false delusions continued without hesitation.
He imagined Kyosul in place of Kyoyoung. He felt as if he was hugging Kyosul at the moment.
At that moment, Kyoyoung touched her lips to his hand. His fingers wiggled. He opened his lips slightly and whispered with a low voice, which was hardly inaudible.
”Why are you…”
He was thinking to himself, 'Why don't you see me? Why are you in love with another guy?'
But he knew he couldn't approach her as he was scared and cowardly.
Suddenly, he felt Kyoyoung's presence at the moment, who was anxious to touch him.
The more he sensed her coquettish act, the more he resented Kyosul.
Why couldn't Kyosul act like her?
No matter how many women he had, it was meaningless to him without Kyosul.
As he was confused for a moment, he held Kyoyong. Although he saw her n.a.k.e.d body, he was not s.e.x.u.a.lly aroused at all.
Could he forget Kyosul if he hugged her now?
”Ah…”
As if she were prepared for this moment, she made a m.o.a.n. He shook off his wild thoughts.
”Stop it.”
He left the Dongbin Palace without making love to her.
'How stupid I was!'