After discovering Yeonwoo’s true identity, Geon stayed up all night.
Waiting for Yeonwoo, who did not return even after curfew, he stayed up all night until dawn, but he didn’t feel tired at all.
The first reason was the relief that he no longer had to suffer from guilt when looking at Yeonwoo. The second reason was the joy that he could embrace her freely. Geon felt at ease in his heart.
In his heart, he wanted to convey his feelings to Yeonwoo immediately. Since she knew everything, there was no need for her to hide her identity, even cross-dressing was acceptable. She didn’t have to hide her feelings anymore. Just her existence as Hong Yeonwoo was more than enough, and he wanted her to be by his side without any pretenses.
However, deceiving the lord was considered a crime of deceiving the ruler, and in the worst case, it could lead to execution.
Entering the Gwangho Army unit undercover meant being prepared to lose one’s life.
Geon understood that Yeonwoo had reasons compelling her to deceive him. It was a significant matter for her, involving her life, and Geon couldn’t reveal their relationship until she decided to disclose her true identity.
Geon decided to wait until Yeonwoo trusted him enough to reveal the truth. Since they would spend a lot of time together in the future, building trust was something they could work on gradually.
For the first time in his life, Geon stood in front of the hearth, unable to utter a word as he stared down at the bizarre food.
More precisely, he was horrified as he gazed at the ‘thing’ that was supposed to be food.
“…”
Certainly, the food Geon intended to make was white porridge. However, inside the pot, there was only a bubbling brown liquid of unknown origin.
The first attempt looked like this, and the second attempt was no different. Even if he tried a third time, it seemed there would be no significant difference.
At the moment when he pondered what to do since Yeonwoo would be suffering from pain in the bedroom, a strange smell wafted throughout the house.
Yeonwoo, guiding her heavy body, came out, saying, “Nari, what is this smell… Ugh!”
Seeing Geon standing in front of the pot, she was startled and covered her mouth.
Considering the strange smell pervading the entire house, it seemed Geon was trying to cook.
When Geon tried to turn the situation around, Yeonwoo asked, “Are you cooking now?”
“…”
“Is it for me by any chance?”
Since he was caught red-handed, he couldn’t deny it.
In the end, Geon sighed deeply and answered, “…Yes.”
“Oh my, I’m really touched!”
What ruler would cook for an ailing subordinate? Yeonwoo was probably the only person in this country who had tasted a dish cooked by royalty. Yeonwoo expressed her admiration, her face truly moved.
In the end, Geon sighed deeply and responded, “……Yes.”
“Oh my, I’m truly moved!”
What ruler would cook for an ailing subordinate?
In this country, Yeonwoo is probably the only person who has tasted food cooked by royalty. Yeonwoo admired it, expressing a thoroughly impressed expression.
Seeing Yeonwoo’s delighted expression, Geon felt relieved, thinking that he hadn’t done something in vain.
Although it was difficult to discern the ingredients in the porridge due to their unclear shapes and a mysterious smell, it didn’t bother Yeonwoo.
Carrying the cooked porridge, the two entered the bedroom.
Yeonwoo looked down at the porridge Geon had cooked with an expression full of anticipation.
“Whenever I cook, it’s always me. It’s been a long time since someone else made me food.”
“It’s my first time cooking.”
When Yeonwoo took a spoonful of porridge and brought it to her mouth, Geon nervously asked, swallowing saliva, “Is it edible?”
“…”
The porridge emitted a subtly burnt smell, and its taste was utterly indiscernible.
In response to the indescribable taste, Yeonwoo made a strange expression.
“…It’s a taste filled with sincerity.”
Geon showed a reaction as if he expected that.
“It seems it won’t do. Give it to me. I’ll dispose of it.”
“No, I can’t!”
As Geon tried to take the porridge away, Yeonwoo desperately turned her body to protect it.
It was the precious first dish Geon had prepared for her, and she couldn’t let it be taken away.
After Yeonwoo took a large spoonful and put it in her mouth, swallowing it down, even though she couldn’t taste it, the warmth of the porridge gently descended into her throat.
As the warmth of the porridge spread through her body, her shivering body soon became warm.
After satisfying her hunger to some extent, Yeonwoo, who put down the porridge bowl, showed a satisfied expression.
“I didn’t know having someone care for you could feel this good.”
Yeonwoo felt fortunate to have Geon by her side.
It would be lonely to be alone, especially when she was unwell.
Just having Geon by her side made her feel so secure.
Waking up slowly in bed with a beloved partner, sharing the same time.
Sharing a meal and the mundane moments of daily life.
Yeonwoo thought that if this were a dream, she wouldn’t want to wake up.
The Villainous Demon Lord Laid an Egg for Her (Female-Dominated)
Several months after transmigrating into a book, Yu Wu found herself facing the demon lord Li You, who could no longer conceal his dragon horns. With one hand on her aching waist and the other gripping a sharp sword, she stared at him.
The demon lord’s eyes were red with fury:
“This is all your doing! Today, I won’t rest until I kill you!”
Yu Wu rubbed her temples. Putting aside the taboo against bloodshed during pregnancy, wasn’t it this very man who willingly walked into her trap that day?!
Warnings:
- Male pregnancy.
- Height ratios are set to mirror typical male-female height proportions.
- Characters include a foot-loving demon lord and an eldest daughter from an immortal family’s concubine lineage.