episode_0325

By nature, Cheong is the type of person who thinks it is much more comfortable to deal with adults.

In Cheong’s opinion, it is much more comfortable to deal with someone who is similar to you rather than someone below you, and an adult who is completely superior to you rather than someone who is similar to you.

Even if a superior person is kind and gentle, he/she slowly opens his/her heart and becomes happy, so I think there could be a person he would be more comfortable with than this person.

But this time, my steps are heavy.

It’s not easy… … .

First of all, there is no doubt that she is the biological mother.

It’s a primitive, uncivilized, ancient central plain, so if you just cut off some hair and send it to the hometown of the Qing Dynasty, a few days later, boom, this child is your child! It doesn’t just conveniently say, “I’ll let you know in 30 seconds.”

However, since there is already a message in the mission window saying “Know your roots,” it must be the woman who gave birth to this body.

But what should I do?

What if there really is such a thing as a soul?

If I had known what kind of person Princess Yeonsul was when she was alive, I would have judged her somehow.

If she was a dutiful daughter who said she would ask for her daughter to care about her mother even after she passed away, she could do that for the sake of the deceased.

But what about the other way around?

If you’re a person who grinds your teeth thinking that that bitch didn’t just steal my body, she even tricked my mother into eating it.

And in fact, Cheong’s reluctance is closer to the latter.

What if the original ritual was successful?

Because of my intervention, the real Princess Yeonsul went to the afterlife, either in the sky or underground, or just as a signal system of a brain with a certain personality disappeared from the earth.

So, pretending to be friends in the first place is actually a very guilty and embarrassing thing.

Moreover, let’s say she pretends to be her daughter like that.

What happens if the situation changes later?

What if the fake Princess Yeonsul in the imperial palace was actually real, and the fortune had gotten caught somewhere, dropped, or disappeared on her own?

Then, wouldn’t I be the only one who is a fraud, and even the Empress, the Queen Mother, would be guilty of high treason?

Cheong usually runs away at times like these.

What’s wrong with running away?

If you can’t do this or that, you have to step down.

But this is my home, where can I run away?

So, I kept moving my steps, which were getting heavier, until I finally reached the guesthouse.

A man in the doorway, in the exact posture of a eunuch, with both hands hidden inside opposite sleeves, catches my eye.

It felt a bit strange to see a man inside the priest’s gate, but seeing him enter confidently, it seemed like the eunuch was treating him as neither a man nor a woman.

hmm. So, if you remove the pepper, you can go to both Shaolin Temple and Amifa?

and. I really don’t envy you. I don’t envy you.

Cheong thought it was rude and asked, “Who are you?” I looked at this Taegam so-and-so.

Without even knowing it, Manli-hyeong, the inspector of the state of affairs, looks at Cheong and bows his head deeply and slowly.

It seemed like he was going to lose his head, so it showed a lot of respect and admiration.

Then, without saying anything, he just smiled with a friendly smile, so I thought he meant to tell me to come in and come in.

Cheong then took off his shoes and easily climbed into the guest room and entered the hallway.

Although the size of the guest rooms for VIPs in the middle of the country is different, the structure is similar, with the largest room at the end of the hallway hosting large guests, a room for guests on the right side of the hallway, and several small rooms for servants on the left side of the hallway.

So, the two palace maids in front looked at the sound of the door opening, but then suddenly their eyes widened and their pupils vibrated wildly.

Should I call it the sentiment contained there? What kind of affection? As emotions such as happiness rush in, Cheong becomes even more embarrassed.

“Mama, this is Seo Mun-cheong, a disciple of the female priestess. I would like to offer you this greeting as I have decided to take care of Mama during the ancestral rites.”

-okay? So, do you think we will see each other for a long time to come? Come in here. Let’s have a cup of tea.

“Then, I will raise the car.”

-no. Will you come as my guest and serve my master’s family? I personally brought the children to help me, so don’t worry about the disciples of the priestess, come inside.

“Yes.”

So, after taking it to the VIP room, I saw a lady sitting on a wide chair with red cushions on the left and right, leaning diagonally, resting her elbow on her folded leg and resting her chin.

Last time, when I thought about her extreme maternal instinct, I thought she would immediately run up to me, hug me, and make a fuss, but surprisingly, she was so upset when she saw Cheong that she didn’t show anything special.

I thought so.

widely. As soon as the maids outside close the door, the Empress rushes in as if she were about to be launched.

hmm. Should I adjust it a bit first?

It seemed like it would be a touching moment of mother-daughter reunion, so I had to give Cheong a hug. I prepared to accept her with open arms.

“Gasp.”

Cheong was shocked.

The Empress, who rushed in like that, did not embrace Cheong, but instead grabbed Cheong’s front flaps with her rough hands, almost tearing them off, pushed down the breast cover, and grabbed Cheong’s breasts.

“Ma, mama, if you do this.”

“Phew. It was a dream, it wasn’t a dream. It wasn’t a dream. It wasn’t a dream… … .”

Fortunately, it seems that he didn’t have any dark intentions like Dannan’s, but just wanted to check the double mole hidden under his chest.

Perhaps after seeing it with her own eyes, the Empress became helpless and stumbled, so Cheong had no choice but to urgently hug her and support her.

“My daughter. My flower pig.”

“Flower Pig… … What?”

Flower Pig is the most affectionate nickname in Jungwon, meaning it is treated as chicken meat.

It may have originated from the habit of the Central Plains people who cherish piglets and then eat them when they are fully grown, but in fact, the reason is not clearly explained.

Although there was a clear explanation, it may have become an old habit and burned down under the red flag of the new era.

Either way, this time the Empress begins to grope Qing’s face.

I rub my cheeks and comb my bangs to reveal my bright forehead, and I also run my fingers over the long, flowing bridge of my nose.

Cheong didn’t know what to do with that tender expression of affection.

and. this. It’s really a burden, it’s no joke.

“Sweetheart, why doesn’t he look happy when he sees this mother? Even after sending you away, this mother wonders if it was a dream she had out of longing, if she saw something in vain while drawing you, or if she really became a madman who lost her mind. Even if I become a madman, it would be nice if I could see you, hold you, and touch you again, and so on, until now. I waited with anxious anticipation. Huh?”

Affection is heavy! It’s really heavy!

The color drained from Cheong’s face.

It was fortunate that the empress had not conceived because her face was originally transparent and clean and white, because if the empress had found out, she would have been greatly offended and heartbroken.

Now you have to decide on your posture just right.

Should I fawn over her, accommodate her as warmly as possible, and pretend to be her daughter?

or not.

“Mama. I am truly sorry, but I have no memory of the time before the girl fell ill, and now she has left this world as a disciple of a Taoist monk. To the princess already.”

Cheong was speechless.

What already? dead? left? Nothing in the world?

“How can you say such vulgar things? No matter what anyone says, you are my daughter. Even if everyone in the world says no, she is my daughter. The more I look at it, the more I realize she is my daughter. How can you say such things? Memories are something that can come back, and no, they don’t have to come back forever. Even so, this mother is a mother.”

“However, Mama will also encounter a very strange person later on while the girl waits on her.”

“I am your mother who recognized your beauty even after it had blossomed so much. What is unfamiliar? Just by seeing your lower lip twitching in difficult and difficult times, I would recognize you as Sohal.”

That’s just a coincidence.

It’s a habit I’ve had since before I left the world, but the original owner of this body also did it, so why should it overlap?

However, the princess is a princess, and Cheong is a stranger who left his roots in a different land, including the foundation of his life and values.

So, Cheong thinks, why not wait on him and be with him closely?

If that happens, the Empress will eventually have no choice but to accept that her daughter and Seo Wen-cheong are different people.

… … I thought so?

why? why?

“Why do I feel bad inside? Why are you pretending to touch the food like that? The fried eggplant here is just to your taste, right? ruler. Don’t pay attention and eat a lot.”

“Uh, it’s my preference. How?”

“How. I wonder if the mother doesn’t even know her daughter’s favorite food.”

And then he calls out the names of the dishes one after another.

what?

Why do the princess and I have the same taste in food?

However, Cheong was quickly convinced.

Originally, I didn’t like sweet things that much over there, but when I came here, I couldn’t eat sugar so much that I became like a dead ghost.

They say that the sense of taste is also due to genes, so I wonder if my taste in food would have changed that way since my body became like this.

“If you tell me to eat a lot… … ”

“Your body has already been thick since you were young, so your father, that damn bastard, must have been so hard on you that you made her grow as long as a bamboo and told her to eat it all. So, I wonder if I won’t be able to recognize the fact that I can’t eat the way I normally eat and that I’m just gnawing on food.”

“It’s not like that, it’s the way to eat like a beautiful woman that my teacher taught me… … .”

“You are so kind. However, this mother was full just by looking at you happily eating, so don’t do that for no reason and eat as much as you want.”

“Well, the way I eat may seem a bit noble to you.”

“How can it be noble to see a daughter eating? Don’t be reluctant.”

You even say this.

And now that I think about it, she looks like a princess only if she is a beautiful woman and shows off her pretense.

I also showed you the original appearance of Seomuncheong.

As Cheong changed his posture and began to eat heartily, the Empress’s expression became so sad that tears welled up in her eyes.

“Look. It’s so similar, how can you say it’s not?”

It was said that Princess Yeonsul was like this, shoving a large amount of food into her mouth and chewing it until her cheeks exploded.

And then?

“Now that you’ve eaten, you should lie down, right? Come here.”

“eng. Did Princess Yeonsul lie down after eating?”

“So, you probably didn’t grow up this well. Because of our flower pig, several court ladies ripped off their skirts. I thought that if I lie down and sleep right after eating, I will become voluptuous like you.”

Thus, while serving Empress Mama, Qing learned more and more about the woman named Princess Yeonsul.

Is it just me?

What kind of princess’s behavior is no different from the author’s outburst, and while she is vulgar and manly, she flaunts this and that and sprinkles frivolity?

It is said that he even had a great talent for music, and that he could remember every tune he heard once and play it, whether it was on the gold or the flute.

As far as I can tell, the only difference was the writing.

So the Qing came to a conclusion.

The Empress is in a bit of a bad condition.

Not a little, but a lot.

Because does it make sense to say that even the bad habits that Qing brought with him from his hometown were the same?

What kind of princess sneaks off her underwear because it’s stuck on her body?

The Empress missed her daughter so much that it seemed like no matter what I did, she seemed to be her daughter’s wife.

And rightly so.

Ever since the return of the fake Princess Yeonsul, the empress had grown thinner by the day due to suspicions based solely on a certain intuition that she was not my daughter.

Isn’t this a woman who has been in her fifth year, over four years, who has spent so many years alone, doubting herself, and pretending not to know without showing it?

Even if he had to admit it, his hometown in Qing would have just called it paranoia and left it as a mental illness.

So the Empress is out of her mind… … .

In fact, that makes me even more reluctant.

Wouldn’t that be like invading a mentally ill person and pretending to be a fake?

I don’t think I should do that even for the real Princess Yeonsul.

So, we must keep our distance and inform her that Princess Yeonsul no longer exists in this world, and that Seo Mun-cheong, a complete stranger, exists here.

Cheong made up his mind like that.

A month and a half passed like that.

And sincerity was bound to prevail in the end.

If it’s short, it’s short, but since we’re always together, the time together can be said to be a long time, and the effort is added, so the sincerity is conveyed.

So what can you do?

Now I have no choice but to accept it.

That’s how the Qing fell.

To Cheong, who was hungry for affection, the Empress’s affection was so large and infinite that it was so overwhelming that it was impossible to avoid it.

“Ah.”

The Empress thrust a grape into Cheong, who was lying on his thighs with his mouth open.

As Cheong mumbles, the Empress’s palm sweeps Cheong’s cheek once and then touches the corner of Cheong’s mouth to support it.

Then, a shell popped out from Cheong’s lips and fell into the Empress’s hand.

Anyone who sees this will ask, “What kind of blasphemous behavior is this?”

And the same is true even if this woman who feeds and receives so much is not the empress, but the mother of the Yeo Yeom family.

It was a sight that made one wonder what kind of immoral act this was.

But what? Mama wants it.

Am I doing this to make myself comfortable? It’s all about putting your mind at ease. Look, you’re smiling brightly.

If you find peace of mind by sacrificing yourself, wouldn’t this be a good thing?

It’s clear that Princess Yeonsul, who went first, will understand everything when she sees that expression.

From what I heard, before she got sick, she was like a fairy with a silken heart and loved by everyone, but her behavior had some serious flaws.

After getting sick, he became very mischievous, and although he behaved calmly by lying down sick, he seemed to have a defect in his heart.

However, because she had such a beautiful heart before, it is said that she got a lot of sympathy, wondering if she would do that if she was in so much pain.

Of course, since this is the opinion of the mother empress, we may have to filter it out a bit.

So I think Princess Yeonsul will understand.

Cheong is like a four-year-old with a runny nose, and it is not comfortable, more precisely, not very comfortable, to have Mother Guk, the most honorable woman in the world, take care of all kinds of needs.

A little, honestly, it’s a bit convenient… … .