Chapter 70

A Wish That Cant Come True

Young-young came into the concubinage and admired it. It was a beautiful place. It was elegant to see the many pavilions harmonized with the red and green trees. It was like Sa Heon-yeong.

No, it was not like Lord Heon-yeong.

As she went into the inner part of the concubinage, Young-young came to think that this beautiful place was very different from Sa Heon-yeong.

It smelled of death. The smell of old deaths. It smells like a graveyard she once visited. Why is it that these deaths are felt here, where everything was kept in its place? She felt like quiet ghosts were floating in the air.

Has anyone died nearby?

Young-young hugged Sa Heon-yeong by the neck and whispered softly in his ear.

Sa Heon-yeong muttered, Well, and looked around once. Perhaps wondering what Young-young was looking at. Then he lowered his voice and asked.

Why are you asking that?

It smelled of death.

Smell of death?

Hmm. The air is mixed with death. Like a grave.

Oh, said Young-young, clapping her hands. And she asked in a low voice to Sa Heon-yeong.

Is this place built over a tomb?

According to the mothers saying, if they build a house on the grave, the ghost will wander forever. At what time did she say that ghosts float around?

Oh, if there is a cold Was it like this? She said that even in places where people keep getting killed. A place like a battlefield.

Sa Heon-yeong smiled with a puzzled face and shook his head, and Young-young asked, Then, was it originally a battlefield? At that, he seemed to be thinking about something for a moment, and then he grinned.

In a sense, yes.

Sa Heon-yeongs words were sometimes difficult. Young-young tilted her head. In a sense, what does that mean? If yes, then yes, and if not, why not? Young-young find it difficult to understand.

Sa Heon-yeong began to climb the stairs. A lotus flower was carved on the stone steps leading up to the very ornate and large pavilion. Even though it was carved in stone, it was vivid. How did they engrave it like this? Young-young was amazed.

After Sa Heon-yeong had finished climbing the stairs, he lowered Young-young. When Young-young came down to the floor, her accessories made a clear sound of clang clang. Sa Heon-yeong looked down at Young-young.

A long-sleeve with a fine color that looks like a persimmon. The wide sleeves were meticulously engraved with fallen leaves, and the long sleeves lined with different thicknesses of silk spread beautifully. Considering Sa Heon-yeongs preference for not showing her upper chest, a long cloth was tied to her upper chest.

They applied red rouge and drew her eyebrows a little longer than usual. The headdress on her forehead made her look a little different. The one applied to her face was beautiful and white, making Young-young, who had already pale skin, look more like a glass to the world.

Young-ah, have a good trip.

Hearing Sa Heon-yeongs words, Young-youngs eyes widened.

Arent you going together?

I have to attend.

Young-young blinked her eyes. The maids said that Sa Heon-yeong was a very busy person. He was promoted to the position of Inspector General, but they said that it was an important position.

Young-young smiled softly. She actually hates this beautiful place.

Then, will we meet later?

I dont like your mother either. I dont even like your brother, the Crown Prince. Theyre all scary. Its strangely scary here.

Young-young swallowed everything she wanted to say. It seemed she shouldnt have said it. Because she only needs to sing once anyway. She smiled brightly so that Sa Heon-yeong, who had to go to work, would not be bothered.

I have work. Court Lady Yoon will take you there. Ill see you at home.

At home. Young-young was sad, but she nodded her head without showing it off.

Yes.

Sa Heon-yeong hugged her once, and then she let go. He immediately started going down the stairs. Young-young stared at his back. She could see his shadow hanging down the stairs. She had a strange feeling.

What is this feeling.

Something is ominously going on in her mind. There was a voice talking in her heart, but no matter how much she listens, she cant hear what it was saying. Strange. It was when Young-young frowned.

Greetings, Queen Mun.

A woman named Court Lady Yoon suddenly came out and knelt down on her knees. After that, many court ladies knelt down, saying, Greetings Queen Mun.

Ah, right, hmm.

She shouldnt be polite, right? Yes, she said, then hurriedly changed it to an informal tone, and Young-young nodded her head. Her heart was heavy.