Chaotic Nights — Chapter 105. Nervous

Translator: Atlas

Weekly Chapter 5/6

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Young Master Shihoon was here.

That meant she could send the letter to her sister.

“Eunha.”

When she was near his quarters, attendant Jang called out to her. Eunha turned around.

“What do you want to tell me?”

“Jihak is not here, so you have to put on your clothes.”

Eunha headed for his quarters.

When she opened the paper door, she saw Sokjok near the mirror.

“Come closer Eunha.”

She approached her. The woman smiled.

“Why is your face so red?”

“I ran.”

“Why?”

“It seemed urgent.”

The woman silently pointed to the clothes hanging on the wall. Eunha was surprised. The dragon embroidered with golden thread on black silk looked like it could fly at any moment. The deposed Crown Prince should not wear this robe.

“Why did you stand still?”

“Do I really have to wear it…?”

Sokjok nodded.

“Yes.”

After she caught her breath, Eunha placed the robe over her shoulders.

Suddenly, someone tugged on her arm. The Prince kissed her hand.

Eunha pressed her lips together, at a loss for words.

She was relieved when the Prince explained that it was a joke.

“You still look angry.”

Eunha shook her head at his words.

“Forget what I said in the morning. I think I lost my mind.”

“I liked that.”

“Huh?”

“It pleased me that my actions moved you to tears. Also that you turned red.”

After he released her hand, he hugged her waist. She had hot cheeks.

Jihak, who put his hand ins#de her clothes, car#ssed her soft skin.

“This dragon robe is the same one I donned on the day I stepped down as Crown Prince. Had I retained my title, you would be serving as a court lady.”

“Then we would never have met.”

“Why?”

“My status is too low. I wouldn’t even have been able to touch your shadow.”

“That’s why you do it now.”

Eunha lowered her head in silence. Their shadows were blended.

She hugged his waist with a smile. She wanted to engrave this warm embrace forever in her heart, asking for no reciprocation.

“Do you intend to scold me?”

He placed his hand on her neck, then slowly pulled it away.

“Don’t feel afraid.”

Her eyes grew wide at his unexpected response.

“Eunha.”

Eunha held her breath. She clutched at his clothes.

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“My name is Yoon Shihoon. This is my first time greeting you, Prince.”

Shihoon deeply bowed to Jihak, who was also seated.

Jihak frowned.

“Are you my brother-in-law?”

Everyone turned pale.

Choi Youngheung did too. He remembered the Crown Princess, whom he had long forgotten. She was the daughter of the unfortunate Yoon Jongshin. She died young due to lung disease. Choi Youngheung regretted his ignorance.

“Haha! Yes. You are right. He is also Yoon Jongshin’s son.”

“I’m a bastard son. I can’t dare to consider myself the Prince’s brother-in-law.”

Youngheung clenched his teeth in silent frustration.

People did not dare to speak nonchalantly because the Prince looked different from usual. He had not only offered tea, but also wore a dragon robe.

Some shared glances, it seemed that the Prince had come to his senses.

Jihak directly looked at Shihoon.

When Shihoon lowered his head, there was a deep silence in the annex.

“I hear you are well-versed in the Western language.”

“I only know it a little.”

“Scholar Choi said so. Then my reader has deceived me.”

“No. That’s impossible. She would never deceive anyone.”

“You seem to know Eunha well.”

Youngheung became so nervous that he fiddled with the fan in his hand.