Surviving the Romance Fantasy

“The current maid!”

“Everyone, don’t panic. uninhabited. I know something, to some extent.”

As expected, Hyeondang seemed to have been aware of Ingwibi’s delusion.

However, since Ingwibi herself was overcoming it with self-control, she thought it was a problem that time would solve.

“The condition of the queen is very strange. The symptoms are different to say he was poisoned… It looks like he’s drunk. Be careful not to get drunk too.”

Hyeondang checked again that the middle gate was closed properly, rolled up his arms, and picked up clean water and a cotton cloth from the corner of the inner room.

“Princess In is a person who never loses her composure no matter how drunk she gets. It’s really strange that you’re demeaning like this.”

“Does the current head maid have any guesses?”

“…it’s not like it wasn’t expected…”

“Taipyeong. Do you have peace of mind…”

In Gwi-bi opened her eyes in distress and called my name.

“In Gwibi-nim. You look very unwell. Lay down on the bed for now.”

“Hold my… arm… ugh… ugh…”

“I will spread the duvet on the bed for now. So, hold the datak here.

In Gwibi seemed to have regained her reason, at least a little.

I patted the bed with quick movement and unfolded the duvet. Then, as soon as I pulled the duvet and quickly finished tidying up, In Gwi-bi leaned over and pushed me to the bed.

“This, the noble lady…?!”

The Inquisitor pressed down on the edge of my stomach with her slender hand and looked down at me from her waist. The flowing hair obscured the surroundings, making it almost impossible to see the lanterns.

A heavy breath and a flushed face.

Her body, which seemed so reliable when wielding a sword, was infinitely fragile when they were facing each other so close.

It was almost unbelievable that with this body, each and every one of them stopped my heavy sword attack.

It was the moment when I thought that I should shake off that body now, even if I risk getting hurt. The queen-in-law grabbed my collar and lowered her head.

“Huh.”

In Gwi-bi stole my lips without even looking at the situation.

“Ugh..!”

“Huh….”

It was an unexpected blow. Hyeondang, who was rinsing the cotton cloth with quick movement next to him, widened his eyes and opened his mouth.

For a brief moment, everyone in the inner room was so flustered that they couldn’t even make a sound.

The lady who raised her head again like that said to me with her red hair hanging down.

“When you hold the sword, you look like a beast… and when you do this, you look like a boy of that age.”

“Hey, dear princess…! This… this is not…!”

“Why was it too short?”

As if completely intoxicated by incense, he had an alluring yet effeminate smile. I wonder if that spirited gwibi is right.

No matter how much self-control is lost, there is a degree to human propulsion. In Gwi-bi’s strong-willed temperament, in this situation, acted rather as poison.

In Gwi-bi squeezed my collar tightly again and lowered her head.

Even if it was just an unexpected blow, this time he reacted.

I grabbed In Gwibi by the shoulders and rolled over to the side as she fell down the bed.

I could get seriously injured if I fell to Ingwibi, who couldn’t even control myself, so I rolled on the floor with my body down.

“Kuh…”

“New Year’s Unmanned! Are you all right!”

I shook my body and somehow got up.

In Gwi-bi, who rolled on the floor together, was also holding onto a tea table and staggering to her feet.

And then he looks at me with open eyes. After shaking his head for a while, he looked at me and then asked.

“How are you? Will you hold onto my shoulders and hug me? Your arms look really reliable.”

“In Gwibi-nim. Now, the queen has lost her composure.”

“What if I lost it? I was just asking for your opinion.”

Consort In, who raised her head while holding the teak tightly, asked with vague eyes.

“Or do you hate me…?”

“In Gwibi-nim. Now is the time to say…”

In Gwibi lowered her head again and spoke with difficulty.

His voice, which had grown heavier, seemed to clear the air.

“I just need… someone to cross swords with and talk about life with me…”

“…”

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It was revealed to me that the In-gwibi had a certain favor towards me. However, there was no way that common sense would have developed such a heartbreaking feeling.

It is clear that he was completely tainted with delusion due to some trick.

“If that’s the case, I’ll give you an order as the owner of my palace. If you break the order, you will be severely punished. I will definitely punish you even in the name of my jeongseon or gyusu.”

“…yes?”

“You… don’t resist no matter what I do.”

In Gwi-bi, who sneezed and turned her body toward me.

His movements were slow, but each step was heavy. It was possible to subdue it by beating it up, but the opponent was In Ha-yeon, the queen of the palace.

At the same time as being a girl who has fallen into delusion, that is every murder that takes the life of the other person without mercy. Realizing that I shouldn’t be in the boudoir any longer, I turned my gaze toward the middle gate. The rest could have been left to the chief lady-in-chief of the county party.

That was the moment when I turned around and was about to exit through the middle gate.

“Please forgive me! I will definitely receive a proper punishment, Lady Queen!”

– shoot it

Hyeondang poured the pure water that had soaked the cotton cloth over the head of the queen.

“Kuk, heo..! Kuck!”

In Gwibi’s body collapses onto the floor again as she sneezes.

Ingwibi, who was completely soaked in water, sneezed endlessly while lying on the floor.

In any case, if you were intoxicated by the incense, you had to continue to wipe the area around the respiratory tract with a damp cotton cloth. However, from the position of the current party, it would not have been possible to watch the situation while wringing a cotton cloth.

Rather, at this point, the splash of cold water was much more helpful in regaining composure.

Hyeondang came running with a dry cotton cloth and quickly wiped the face of the queen.

Even as he lowered his stance and brushed away his hair, Hyeondang continued to apologize.

“I’m sorry!”

“Tongue, hyeondangah… uhhh… kuh…”

“You’re taking a deep breath in and out over and over again! Keep breathing in the fresh air!”

After confirming that the Hyeondang was taking care of the Ingwibi, I quickly ran out of the middle gate.

“It was really dangerous. He is now unconscious and curling up on the bed.”

After a while, Hyeondang came out of the tent and found me.

After taking me out among the maids with uneasy expressions, we sat face to face in a wooden box behind the tent and talked with serious faces.

“Then… the situation is…”

“If you show it to the legislator, there won’t be a big problem.”

“Has the cause been identified?”

“It looks like you were poisoned or poisoned with incense. It’s hard to discern the exact type… but it seems to have been mixed with herbs that confuse people’s minds.”

Hyeondang put his chin on his chin and made an anxious expression, and then he spoke to me.

“I will carry what happened inside the tent to the grave. Don’t worry too much, Seo Mu-in.”

“…I owe you my life. The current maid.”

“no. Since it was me and the princess who owed our lives first, I think we paid it back with this. but…”

Hyeondang hesitated for a moment, then, after a while, his expression hardened and he continued.

“You should know this far. I think… I have a suspicion that it was Lady Deokbi Ha of the Palace of the White Tiger who did this trick.”

“…”

“At the podium, was there anything wrong with the sachet that was hanging from the handle of the lady’s sword?”

It happened so quickly that only I, who was closest to me, would have noticed it.

The string tied to the sachet unraveled on its own accord, pouring out unknown powder on the face of the princess.

“…probably what you expected was correct.”

“…”

“Or maybe that sachet…”

“This item was sent as a gift from Lady Deokbi Ha of the Palace of the White Tiger to thank you for standing on the podium of the Celestial Dragon Festival.”

No further explanation was needed.

All of this was orchestrated by Deokbi Howell. I was able to be certain to some extent with the testimony of the Hyeondang.

“…”

I swallowed dry saliva.

The current party is completely on my side. If asked to testify for me, I will testify to this fact anytime.

If so, Deokbi Ha, who orchestrated all of this, will not be able to avoid responsibility.

When the emperor finds out about this fact, the dethronement is confirmed. What is the destruction, it is not even possible to be sentenced to death.

“The current maid.”

Then… My job here was simple.

If so, I’m asking if you can keep that fact quiet. I just need to explain the situation to the Inquisitor. The commotion that collapsed on the podium can be treated as just a short-lived heat.

Yes, this is the weakness of Duckby Howell, which was my main purpose. If I hold on to this weakness, Deokbi Howell will not be able to take hostile intentions against me.

There is no need for anything like taking her heart.

I closed my eyes and pondered.

In a way, this may not be in line with my beliefs.

It is not very pleasant to pretend not to know injustice, seize on their weakness, and wield people as they please because it has a bitter aftertaste.

However, the crime she committed is grave, and isn’t it right that I should do what I have to do to live?

Here, Deokbi Ha’s crime is silent. Instead, he uses it as a weakness and wields her.

Yes, that was the purpose in the first place.

“…”

“…why would you do that, the Lunar New Year?”

With my eyes closed like that, I fell into trouble for a while.

discomfort.

Deokbi Ha-wol, whom I saw in ‘Cheonryong Love Song’, was a wicked man among the wicked who committed all sorts of hateful acts and evil deeds, blinded by power.

It was a person who could not be liked even with empty words, and it was not easy to catch the trickery because he was quick-witted and sneaky no matter what he did.

If I leave it as it is anyway, I will become such a villain and cause chaos in the palace. He is such a person who has no room for pity.

however.

A lingering sense of incongruity welled up in my chest.

Do you really want to end all situations with this? It seems to ask me endlessly.

Blood flow to the brain accelerates, and memories are constantly ruminated.

The image of Deokbi Ha, sitting in the tea room of Baekho Palace and smiling lightly, seems to overlap with the scene from the Cheonryong Love Song I knew.

A fox hiding in the concubine.

that sinister undertone. Sophistication that never reveals its tail.

Considering the role of the scenario, no matter who sees it, she must have been a character who left a catharsis for the readers by exhilaratingly falling out in the middle and latter half.

She was a character who was completed by a splendid fall. It was clear that he would have met a more miserable end than anyone else.

However, when you think about it, it’s really strange.

She is the owner of the Palace of the White Tiger and sits in the seat of Deokbi. Its authority is located at a very high place even within the Qingdao Palace.

How could Seolran, who hadn’t even become a princess yet, condemn her?

How was he able to grab the tail of the insidious and insidious Hadukbi?

What could have caused her downfall?

Through what process was she condemned?

I hadn’t even read that far, so I didn’t know.

However, the rising sense of incongruity speaks for itself.

This was… something strange, but too strange. The more the image of Deokbi Ha that I saw in Cheonryong Sonata blooms in my mind, the more it blooms… the more…

There may be no point in further thinking here. Yes, all issues I was worried about have been resolved.

It may just be enough to achieve the purpose as originally planned, with the weakness of this Ha Deok-bi in hand.

However, an intuition close to my instinct was telling me.

There’s something… more…

“The current maid.”

After a while, I finished my thoughts and spoke in a low voice.

“Something is strange.”

“yes?”

“Don’t you know about Deokbi Ha? He is… a very thoughtful person in this regard.”

Look back at the appearance of the sachet in memory.

The shape of the sachet that fluttered at the end of the Ingwibi’s sword.

“No matter what tricks you do, you are the one who does it insidiously without leaving even a tail.”

“Is that so?”

“however…”

I speak with my head lowered.

“This… is too sloppy to be a trick written by Mr. Ha Deokbi himself…”

The nature of the incident often reveals itself only when one layer is removed more than originally thought.

*

“It’s a Cheonryongje, so why are you clinging to the Baekseon Palace?”

“omg. Elderly. How did you come out if you rest more in the boudoir?”

When Baekseon Lee Cheol-un was lifted onto the floor of Baekseon Palace, Wang Han, a secretary sitting on the floor, was startled and tried to stand up.

Then, Baekseon waved his hand and told me to sit down again.

Wang Han lowered his head once more, sat down on the floor again, and gazed at the sky toward the royal tomb filled with festivals again.

“When the lanterns fly and firecrackers explode, you can see it quite well from here. I am waiting for that time.”

“Pretend to be romantic, tsk tsk. The flesh is getting back and forth again. The one who was very thin when he first entered Baekseon Palace.”

“hahahaha… What about Tae-pyeong’s excellent cooking skills?”

Wang Han sat still, drawing an unknown picture on the dirt floor with a twig he picked up.

It was the same picture with some big relationship.

When Wang Han had free time, he would draw a diagram of the relationship between the people in the palace and ruminate on the overall composition in his head.

He was very interested in the structure of power within the palace.

Also, he is good at reading people’s temperament and quick to notice. He also had a good understanding of information organization, and all officials of the 5th rank or higher in the palace had their tendencies and temperaments organized in their heads.

Ringworm has an extraordinary eye for seeing people.

Unless he possesses some extraordinary qualities, he will never be welcomed as a person of the White House.

The quality of the scribe Wang Han is such an eye to see the whole.

“Taepyeong must have been caught up in a life-and-death situation again, right?”

“…Did you know?”

“Just by looking at his expression, he pretends to be. yes this guy You have to hide what you want to hide.”

“…it’s an ambiguous issue for the elderly to use their hands on, so I didn’t say anything about it…”

“It’s cheeky, it’s cheeky.”

“sorry.”

Wang Han smiled dejectedly as he drew pictures here and there on the dirt floor.

“Well, there were a lot of big things, but… Tae-pyeong will somehow survive at the Celestial Dragon Festival. As an old friend, I guarantee it. He is a really great guy.”

“How do you know that?”

“Intuition… it might sound cool, but in fact, everything has a reason.”

“Is that so? That’s it.”

They don’t even ask why. I guess it’s good.

This old man with ringworm is completely unpredictable. Wang Han let out a dejected laugh and tossed the branch across the grass.

“Oh my gosh… As the old man said, it’s the Cheonryong Festival, so what are you going to do by clinging to the Baekseon Palace? I’ll have to go to a fighting game near Cheonryong-daero later.”

“Are you going to play with money again, eat it all up and come back and crawl?”

“I was blown away. You can really get some today, heh heh. but…”

Wang Han stood on the floor and looked up blankly at the sky.

——On the dirt floor, there was an organization chart of the sealing family drawn.

From the name of Ha Kang-seok, the head of the family, written on the top, to the middle queen Ha Chae-rim, Deok-bi Ha-wol, and the magistrate Ha-jin-seong… Skip all the way to the names of the lowest-ranking retainers at the end.

“Old man with ringworm. Have you ever played fighting games?”

“I did some when I was younger.”

“Because I did a little bit. In the end, in order to win big money, you had to bet big stakes. In any case, the time to bet on the game is pot! and will come If you hesitate to bet big money at that time, you won’t be able to win for the rest of your life. It is to be eaten away metallurgy and metallurgy and end up empty.”

“You’re making your story at length.”

“…Really, this time I’m going to have a daughter.”

“You speak well. Arthur.”

Wang Han laughed in vain at Baekseon’s reprimand.

Baekseon always responded in that way without affection, but when he was around, he was a strangely affectionate old man.

The moon moves toward the midheaven.

The night of the Celestial Dragon Festival was getting deeper and deeper.

These are scenes that you can easily imagine if you close your eyes.

Heavyweight Ha Chae-rim hides her expression behind a fan while walking on the floor of the main palace.

Ha Gang-seok, the head of the household, keeps the emperor by his side and flatters him.

Ha Jin-seong, a geopolitical warrior escorting him.

And Deokbi Ha-wol, who presides over the Cheonryong Festival and runs around like crazy.

“Of course, if you are an old man with a lot of knowledge, you will quickly gauge my realization.”

Saying so, Wang Han whispered.