Seeing Yeona following Jegal Yun, Hyul Jung Hyuk licked his lips in anticipation.
“Really, really.”
He felt a strong sense of regret as he watched Yeona disappearing in her hurried steps.
‘It was the perfect opportunity to steal her away without getting caught.’
After parting with Danmokbi, Hyul Jung Hyuk continued to watch Yeona. And though he couldn’t explain why, he noticed that the head of the Danmok family was trying to drive Yeona away.
So, he quickly waited for Yeona to be driven out. After that, if he caught her, Danmokbi would never even imagine that he had taken her and only blame Danmoksu.
But then, Jegal Yun appeared and took her.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk.”
As he clicked his tongue, his closest subordinate, Mu Young, asked cautiously.
“Why are you doing that, Young Master?”
“No, I wanted something, and it slipped out of my grasp.”
“What do you want, sir? I will get it for you.”
“No. It’s over.”
Hyul Jung Hyuk shook his head. The fluttering crimson hem of his robe was clearly visible even to his distant eyes.
‘Yes, it’s easy to get bored if it comes too easily.’
Hyul Jung Hyuk smiled leisurely.
“Waiting is also a method.”
At the mention of waiting, Mu Young tilted his head.
“Fruit or alcohol?”
“Who knows.”
Hyul Jung Hyuk propped his chin and chuckled.
“I’m looking forward to what a great beauty she will become.”
(This is the time separator.)
The head of the Jegal family, who faced me, was startled and rubbed his eyes with his sleeve.
“No, father. Who is this young lady?”
I gave an awkward smile. It must have been shocking that I left the party for a while and suddenly returned home with a strange girl.
‘I think I understand how you feel. I’m also surprised.’
It felt like I had been suddenly dragged into a blind date.
While everyone was feeling awkward, only Grandfather Jegal Yun was confident.
“She’s my disciple.”
“Yes?”
“I happened to rescue her from trouble on the road, and she was having a hard life without her parents, so I decided to take her as my disciple.”
“But, but…”
The head of the Jegal family hesitated for a while and then asked me.
“You said you had no parents. Do you remember their surname?”
“I lost them when I was a baby, so I don’t even know their names.”
“Heh.”
At my answer, the head of the Jegal family hesitated repeatedly with his response. I tilted my head.
“What’s wrong? Is there a problem?”
“No, it’s not that.”
If it’s not that, then why do you keep glancing at my face and not continuing your sentence? I tightly hugged Baekho and bowed my head to ask.
“Is there any special condition to becoming a disciple? Is it not enough that Grandfather wants to take me as a disciple?”
I wondered if there was some other human condition related to asking about my parents. But at my question, Grandfather became angry.
“You, do you want to make fun of this child’s father…”
“No! Why would that happen! My father, being an owner of such eyes, would not have discerned your talent frivolously.”
The head of the Jegal family quickly repaired his statement. Then he added belatedly with a stammering tone.
“It’s not that, your face just looks too familiar. I was trying to remember if we had met somewhere.”
“We wouldn’t have met. I’ve only ever lived in Jeolgang.”
“Jeolgang!”
What connection does he have with Jeolgang? Why is he so surprised by Jeolgang?
The head of the Jegal family continued to gasp in surprise, and the one who decided my awkward position was the young master of the Jegal family, Jegal Min, who had dueled with Danmokbi earlier.
“Since you are Grandfather’s disciple, you are no different from our family. Jiho, take good care of her.”
“Yes, Elder Brother.”
He only said a single word, but there was a refreshing feeling emanating from Jegal Min. I was honestly a little surprised.
‘I didn’t really see him properly earlier because I was only looking at Danmokbi, but this person is cool too.’
It was the dignified appearance of a minor lord that I had imagined. While I was momentarily surprised, a girl of about my age approached me with a bright smile.
“Hi, my name is Jegal Jiho.”
“I’m Yeon……”
Can I speak informally? After a bit of consideration, I cautiously relaxed my speech. Jiho came over to me warmly with a big smile.
“I’ve been wanting to talk to you for a while now. What’s the cat you’re holding? It’s so cute. I think this is the first time I’ve seen a white cat with black stripes!”
“Hahaha. Really? It’s just an ordinary stray cat.”
At my answer, Baekho slapped my chest with its front paw.
‘I understand that it’s offended because I called it a stray cat, but I can’t exactly say it’s the divine beast Baekho.’
I stroked Baekho’s head to tell it not to get angry. Then Jiho’s eyes sparkled at the sight of Baekho’s fur softly pressed and curled by my fingers.
“Its eyes are so pretty too. Like jade stones have been embedded. When it raises its head, it looks so dignified and……. ”
At Jiho’s continued praise of Baekho, Baekho closed its eyes and lifted its chin.
‘Oh my, it’s feeling proud.’
Weak to compliments, aren’t you? I laughed to myself.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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