< Episode 253 > White Flower Jumi Hyoran. (2)
How long did it take?
It hasn’t been long since it happened.
Watching the moon rise, it must have just passed midnight.
It was a bit late for guests to come.
Namgoongbia could not say anything about it.
Because the opponent was the opponent.
Cue
Namgoongbi Ah searching all over the place .
The woman’s gesture of sipping the tea that she somehow found is full of elegance
.
Despite the faint traces of the years, her appearance maintained a beautiful appearance.
Even a quick glance at the clothes she was wearing made it clear that they were not common clothes.
The flowing silence is heavy.
what should i say?
Namgoongbia was resentful of herself for not being around.
While he was dazed and only licked his lips.
The woman sitting in front broke the silence first and opened her mouth.
“I’m sorry for coming to you this late at night.”
The woman sighs and smiles slightly.
It was more difficult because I felt an unknown grace in that smile.
“Ah… I’ve been… training too… so you don’t have to worry about it…”
“Thank you for understanding. It’s training… So, do you always practice at this time?”
“ .Ah yes…”
“I see. You are diligent.”
Saying that, the woman began to jot down something on the booklet she had taken out.
“.. Water lily… night.”
It sounds like you’re writing down something very important.
From Namgung Biah’s point of view, I was very curious, but I couldn’t bear to peek.
Did the woman notice that you were paying attention? Soon after, he sees Namgoongbi and coughs lightly.
“sorry. I have a little work.”
“No…”
“Can I call you Namgung Sojeo?”
Namgoongbia nodded at the woman’s words.
soon regretted it.
I should have answered without nodding.
Maybe it was because I was so nervous, it felt like my head was out of order.
“I’m comfortable…”
The woman who had been speaking out shuts her mouth for a moment.
He seemed to have a story he wanted to talk about, but it didn’t come out easily.
“ Mrs. Mi Yes. I think you can call me Mrs. Mi.”
“Yes…”
“I’m sorry for coming late at night. I wanted to risk rudeness and have a conversation with you because there is a blood relative of the Namgung family staying there.”
At Mrs. Mi’s words, Via Namgung nodded.
Is it really that reason?
I think it’s true that I wanted to have a conversation.
It seemed that he had not come because his last name was Namgung.
‘Why?’
Namgoongbia didn’t know why she thought that.
Somehow it seemed so.
If you call this persimmon.
That’s all because he’s never been wrong.
“Namgoong Soja has a very calm atmosphere.”
Are you talking back and saying it’s not funny?
If that was the case, I wanted to change it somehow.
There was no way for Namgoong Bia.
In fact, he was closer to that side.
“It would have been nice if my daughters also… by all means resembled that part.”
“yes…?”
Are you okay?
Via Namgung couldn’t quite understand what was going on.
What’s going on.
Namgoongbia tried to calm down and looked at the woman in front of her.
‘The stench… is there…?’
It’s barely noticeable if you don’t pay attention.
This has changed as Namgoongbia herself has risen.
In addition, there were things that improved as his level increased.
Even so, being shallow is no different.
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That alone made Namgung Biah feel at ease.
But the silence continues.
Since she was a male concubine with no rat horns around her, she couldn’t come up with a story to break the silence.
Above all, I don’t know how to treat the other person.
Guyangcheon was the son of a concubine.
I heard that the person in front of Namgung Biah is her original wife.
What should you do in such a complicated relationship?
I am reminded of what Yangchun Gu once said.
-You need to study some common sense.
Is this also a common sense thing?
If so, you should have listened to him earlier.
If only I had known that I would find myself in this situation.
“That child.”
It was Mrs. Mi who broke the silence and spoke again this time.
Namgoongbia had to give strength to her back at the words that came to her ears.
‘ what…?’
if he is
It seems to be talking about Guyangcheon.
What does Mrs. Mi have to say to Namgoongbia about Guyangcheon?
‘Evil… Damn…?’
If it’s a story about the child of a concubine that the original wife will take out from ancient times.
It was usually like that.
From what Namgoongbi had seen and experienced, it was a hundred if one hundred.
Are you making up and bringing out the evil that Gu Yang-cheon would have done in the past or the evil that did not exist?
If so, how should you react?
‘Should I… be angry…?’
If it was someone else, I would have drawn the sword without hesitation.
I had to think about it now.
If he acts rashly, he will be held accountable.
It’s not something to be responsible for.
Knowing that he would lose instead, Namgoongbia had to think a lot.
In order to be by his side, at least it shouldn’t cause any damage.
I was very nervous waiting for the next word from Mrs. Mi.
“Are you doing well?”
“…yes?”
“Is that child being nice to Sojeo Namgung?”
It was such an unexpected question that it felt like my already dazed head turned whiter.
Are you… good?’
Think hard about the question.
It’s a little better these days, but avoid it if you approach it yourself.
They say they won’t do that and often disappear without a word.
Even so, he came back with a serious injury somewhere.
The way he talks is also fierce.
I don’t notice…
‘…?’
The more I thought about it, the more strange it seemed.
Namgoongbia’s expression became more and more strange. Mrs. Mi smiles and says.
“I can tell by looking at Sojeo’s expression.”
Q… Ah…! That…”
was a mistake.
I had to manage my expression somehow.
Namgoongbia hated herself for being weak in this way.
“As you can see, she is a child with many thorns.”
At the words of Mrs. Mi, Bia Namgoong shuts her mouth trying to make an excuse.
“I am a child wearing thorns to cover my wounds, so please do not hate me. It’s the adult’s fault, not the child’s fault…”
The words I heard were calm like the first time.
His tone was full of coolness that didn’t show any emotion at all.
It was as if the tension was relieved involuntarily by the strange sensation felt in each letter of Namgoongbi.
face to face for the first time
Also, it seems to be a little different from the person I imagined.
“There were a lot of excuses late at night. I can’t take any more time, so I’ll have to go.”
Mrs. Mi raises herself and bows her head slightly.
At this, Namgoongbia also hurriedly got up, but Mrs. Mi waved her hand.
It was a sign that a send-off was not necessary.
As Consort Nam, I couldn’t just sit still.
Did she really come for such a short conversation?
What did Mrs. Mi come to see?
Namgung Bia, who was short in learning and lacking in talent, could not know.
For some reason, I felt like I couldn’t let it go like this.
“A good… person.”
This is the story that Namgoongbi had difficulty bringing out.
Mrs. Mi’s steps stop momentarily.
“Sozer?”
“Pretending not to care about anything and trying to protect the surroundings.”
His stammering and slurred speech calms down as soon as he brings up the story of Guyangcheon.
It’s a novelty day.
If it’s about him, it can change on its own.
“Although it seems to be acting recklessly, it is also moving for others in the end.” Of course, my temperament was rather bad, so the work was extreme.
Even though you say that you are selfish and will live for me because living
every day is annoying.
Namgoongbi knew that his eyes were looking at the surroundings, not himself.
Why sometimes in the eyes he sees himself.
I don’t know if there is guilt and regret.
I didn’t bother asking because he didn’t tell me first.
Whatever it was.
Since she was taking care of herself, knowing Namgoongbi was enough.
“…That person is a good person.”
Even if you speak clearly.
I still didn’t have a horse around, so I couldn’t finish the story I wanted to tell.
Mrs. Mi seemed to be lost in thought for a moment at Namgoongbia’s words.
He gave the same shallow smile as mine earlier.
“.. is that so.”
Having said that, Mrs. Mi slowly goes outside and disappears.
Namgoong Biah, who was left alone, seemed to have endured the storm that struck them.
I let out the sigh I had been holding back and was able to catch my breath.
tell me later
She said that this day was the most nervous day of her life.
walked the night
The moonlight shines down, but the dark road is difficult to see.
For an ordinary person without a bet, it was difficult to find the way without a light to illuminate the way.
but.
Mihyoran calmly walked down the street.
It was a road that I had walked many times, so I couldn’t recognize it.
‘There were flowers blooming on the left.’
but now it’s gone
flowers were blooming
I couldn’t remember the name, but it was definitely a white flower.
I didn’t manage it, so the weeds were overgrown and the trees were not beautiful.
Mi Hyo-ran was not involved.
It was because I knew why my husband didn’t manage this road.
It must be because she doesn’t want to touch the garden she used to make.
‘drip.’
Mi Hyo-ran’s impression was that much.
Mi Hyo-ran was walking slowly through the garden.
“Mujin.
Suddenly, I opened my lips and called someone.
– Yes Danju.
Then, surprisingly, a voice came from the air.
Not paying attention to this, Mi Hyo-ran asks in a calm voice.
“How was it?”
-…According to what people say, a lot seems to have changed.
“For example.”
– For the biggest example, it seemed that he noticed my presence.
Mi Hyo-ran’s eyes widen at the words of a man named Mu-jin.
felt the presence
“Are you certain?”
– yes. To be precise, it seems that he already sensed my presence from the moment he met Danju.
At the point of entering Yangchun’s room.
Does it mean that he noticed the signs of Mujin long ago?
is that kid?
– Because of that, I couldn’t approach it easily, but I watched it from afar. It seemed a lot different than before.
“…Uh”
Hyoran
let out a breath at Mujin’s words.
I gave a definition of the lumpy feeling.
“Is it joy or bewilderment? If it’s not that, I wonder if I’ll regret it.”
It is difficult.
Emotions were still difficult for me.
The growth of the child who was caught in the eyes was concerned.
I wonder if it is possible to escape from the wounds of the past.
To Mi Hyo-ran, wouldn’t that also be called expectation?
This was also a difficult story to define.
“Yes, it is called Jinryong.”
– Yes. I heard that it spread widely in midfield.
I heard that a nickname was attached to the child.
I knew the rise and fall of many late exponents.
I also found that it had a place in the minds of more people.
‘That child.’
I can’t bear the scars on my chest.
A little child who was being crushed little by little.
It must have happened before I knew it. While I was leaving as if I was running away.
While Mi Hyo-ran was soaked in an unknown feeling.
‘…’
Mujin was recalling the meeting just before.
I didn’t tell my sophomore.
Guyangchun was not at the level of detecting his presence.
‘I never thought he’d get caught.’
The moment you find out that your opponent has sensed your presence.
By the time I want to widen the distance little by little.
Yangchun Gu sent a gaze full of annoyance to Mujin.
eyes met
at that distance.
And then.
[Because it’s so annoying. Do it in moderation.]
How surprised Mujin must have been at the electric sound he heard right away.
‘ how?’
The son of Danju that Mujin saw last.
In his own eyes, it was already destroyed as much as it was broken and could not be revived.
It is the mind, not the body.
But what about now?
‘It’s shallow.’
In inverse proportion to the distinct presence felt.
It feels too shallow to figure out what kind of person it is.
This meant that he was good at hiding himself.
How can I do it in just a few years?’
Even if Danju was away from the family, it was only a few years.
However, now Guyangcheon has changed everything about himself in that short period of time.
Could I have done that on my own?
‘Or help from other forces?’
Mujin instantly erased the thoughts that had fallen into his thoughts.
That’s because there’s no way he won’t know what he’s thinking about.
“I understand. You have suffered a lot.”
-no.
Mihyoran, who was moving slowly again, decided to ask Mujin something else.
“Come to think of it. How is your son doing?”
-Ah… At
Mi Hyo-ran’s question, Moo-jin reacted as if he was taken aback.
It was because Danju did not know that he would remember about this.
After organizing his thoughts for a moment, Mujin answered in a shy voice.
– You seem to be doing well.
It seems that he is staying by Danju’s son.
Looking at his expression, he seemed fine.
“.. Well, that’s good.”
-Sweet Lord.
“hmm.”
– Can I ask how the last meeting went?
At Mujin’s question, Mihyoran’s steps jumped! and stopped.
“It’s strange that you’re asking me something.”
– .I’m sorry if I offended you.
“No, you are not sorry.”
The expression changes.
For a moment, the emotions that permeated Mi Hyo-ran’s face died.
He was back again with a cold expression.
“You don’t seem like a good kid.”
This is my opinion about Namgoongbia.
The beauty is very much this or that beautiful child just.
There seemed to be a lot of things lacking to be called blood relatives of the famous family.
Although she is said to have a nickname of “Sword Dancer” because her talent is on the high side.
The castle does not take up this.
Because there are many talented children in the world.
In this part, other things were more important than talent for martial arts.
‘I was going to use my hands if I had to.’
Namgung Se.
..
!
….
…
It is said that it is the center of the four generations of the proud political faction.
It was also a place where countless dirty things were intertwined.
How thick the darkness is, even if it has one tiny shard.
It was enough to use this to break off the engagement or to put pressure on them.
Not to mention the top of Baekhwa.
Han had a lot of things in this area.
This is the only thing he can do for his children, who is not good at expressing himself.
For Mihyoran, this case could have been completely cut off, if necessary.
-…That person is a good person.
At the last words of the Namgung family’s blood relatives.
Mi Hyo-ran put aside her thoughts for a moment.
“It’s not enough children, but it wasn’t bad.”
Mi Hyo-ran spat out the words and moved slowly.
I didn’t hear Mujin’s answer, but I didn’t care.
“…still difficult.”
I wish I could do as much as I did for the first or second.
It was really difficult to do with the remaining children.
It’s because you don’t know if you dare.
Because she wasn’t their biological mother.
I moved slowly and looked back at the place I was looking at before.
A bush with white flowers.
Q.
Not too long ago.
Pushed on the back by the hand of a friend.
I remember a child approaching me with a fearful expression on his face.
With a face that resembles her husband.
It was so funny that tears welled up in my eyes.
The child said, holding out his trembling little hand to himself.
—Mrs. Mi Mi… This is…
a white flower in her hand.
It was a flower that his friend had grown in the garden.
Accepting the flower held in that trembling hand.
what did you answer
‘I wonder if he said thank you.’
I couldn’t have said such a warm word.
If you said that at all.
There was no way that the child would have run into the arms of its mother shedding tears.
“Sorry.”
Mi Hyo-ran didn’t know what she was missing.
It must have just come out like that in an instant.
