100 Days of Being a Princess of Joseon

Meet Princess Hwa, finally...

"My king." A soft and graceful voice was playing beautifully, a middle aged woman wearing a sea blue hanbok with a dragon hairpin behind her head. Queen.

Meanwhile, the middle-aged man who was reading a book initially, now raised his face, staring perfectly full of adoration at the figure of the woman who is his companion, his wife, his queen.

"Yes, my wife." The king replied more gently.

"Do you feel a great deal of difference, even a great one in the princess?" Said the Queen as well as expressed her question that was so thought out by her.

Nodding in agreement, "Yes, so did I, queen. Is it possible that her distress caused her soul to be shaken?" Behind the question the king was no less frustrating to imprint in the queen.

"Don't say it like that, Your Majesty. That's too far to conclude. Do you think the princess is having a mental breakdown?" The Queen obviously did not accept the conclusion of her husband just now. It's the same as saying princess Hwa is not sane, right?? Yes, if Ara, it really is. Heheheh

"It's not so, my queen. I just feel that the princess is not doing well in her birth or mind." Obviously the King tried to correct the meaning of his words earlier.

"Then, how does the healer tell the health of princess Hwa.?" ask the Queen again.

They did assign a healer to check the health of the princess, especially after an incident that almost claimed the soul of the princess the other day.

"The healer said that princess Hwa was very healthy and there was nothing strange in her examination" replied the king, stroking his chin as if hesitating and confused.

"Then?? what do you think, it's not enough?" back the queen asked the wedge they both felt. Clearly doubtful about the physician's diagnosis, because they clearly felt the strangeness in the princess Hwa.

"Eitherway. Maybe we should visit often and invite princess Hwa to meet, talk so that she does not feel lonely." Obviously the king is trying to take an alternative solution.

"All right then. I will invite the princess to meet often." welcome the queen to approve.

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"Well, why are my ears so gatel seh.?" Said the girl sitting on the edge of the gazebo building overlooking the beautiful lake complete with lotus that grows blooming.

He scratched his itchy ear now.

He viciously turned to the young girl who was picking the grass on his right side.

"Hey, you, Han!!!" Call Ara ketus

The called look innocent. Suerrr that's a pretty innocent face.

Almost makes Ara anxious to stroke the girl so cute.

"Yes Your Majesty. What's up?" Ask Dayang Han

Directing index. Straightest.

"What are you, cursing me?" accusation perfect. Ceileh suuzon so you lay.

Confused, talking about the opo of the beautiful creature.

"What did you say, princess?" ask the Han lady-in-waiting not to understand. Yes, obviously, his world language is Ara.

Clap her lips. Conscious.

"You, you're talking about me in secret, huh?" ara again made her accusation.

"Me, princess? It's not true Your Majesty." replied the honest Han lady.

Unsatisfied.

"but, why are my ears so itchy, huh? Who would have talked about me if it wasn't you, lady Han. You must be upset every day to see me, right." Clearly Ara, the lady must have held a grudge against her that always made a whimper every day. So swearing secretly is definitely done anyway? Because, Ara is.

"Your Majesty's oath, I won't say anything bad about you. Let alone being close like this." said the Han lady-in-waiting trying to straighten out her honest answer.

"Ishhh beware that I know who said I was. Ihhhh ears still do not stop gatel anyway." annoyed Ara

Dayang Han was confused to see the princess unceasingly scratching her ears.

"Do I need to help Your Majesty, to clean up?" haggard Han felt his responsibility as the servant of the master

Ara snorted in annoyance.

"No, it's not because it's dirty, but because someone's talking bad about me behind my back." Omel Ara is upset.

"Who is His Majesty?" ask Dayang Han plain.

"Where do I know, Han's lady. Ihh nie people make me gaunt." Ara growled her hands in front of Dayang Han.

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"Ah, I'm here again. Come on, I'm lazy with gini." Oceh Ara who knows his current whereabouts.

Yeah, another world.

"Hello Ara's. What'up." Said a grandmother who waved her hand as a sign of say hello in the Ara realm.

"Hooh I'm baek. How else am I here?" Ask the girl who is now taking a sitting position males while stroking one of her knees that have been folded into sila.

"Oh, lips can't be conditioned what?" Kekeh the grandmother saw Ara who was now singing her lips.

Ara looked at grandma sharply.

"What else is granny, I why else try to bring it here.?" Ask again.

Sighs softly, "Alright." Briefly answer grandma.

"Have you solved the puzzle of what happened to Princess Hwa?" Ask grandma at last.

Ara understands, so this is about princess Hwa. Why isn't that so. Rempong ngurusin laen people's lives. Which he does not yet know the clarity.

"Belon granny. I haven't found a single clue to Hwa's daughter's problem. Who dragged me to plunge into this realm." Replied Ara with an unstoppable grunt tone.

"Lagian, why not the grandma who broke it herself. Grandma's people must be great, right?" Ara. Noh nantangin granny okem lo ya.

"If I take care of it, I also call you here. I drag it to the angel of death you just know the taste." replied the grumbling grandmother.

Ara dumbfounded.

"Well, you baper times Grandma, seriously very nanggepin thing I'm trying to ask you. Di." Sergey Ara turned back.

"Gue was still trying hard, because there was no memory of the princess left in his mind at all. So I really just want to know what's in there." explained Ara finally.

He really does not know much about things in the environment of the princess. And do not forget, he controlled himself so as not to trust anyone there, even though the innocent lady-in-waiting was innocent.

"All right then. But..." Grandma paused her sentence.

Ara waited

"But don't forget it, Ara. If your time has a limit, right?" continued grandma.

Eihhh, Ara remembered that, Ara remembered. Please don't remember that horror. It is the same as counting down his life if dyingetin.

"Yes. I'm so scared, horror." Complain Ara.

"And one more thing." said the grandmother again.

"Yes." Yeah." Answer Ara waited

"Aren't you so curious about princess Hwa, aren't you?" Ask the grandmother who understands Ara's mind path.

And of course, Ara nodded her head. Waiting for that moment. Hearing the explanation of the princess Hwa.

"But Ara. Not the explanation I gave you." Grandma's words immediately stopped the way the girl thought.

Ara raised her eyebrows, confused. Lah keep what?

"It." Grandma pointed her hand to one side which Ara immediately followed with certainty.

And.... She was, yes, the object of curiosity and also the reason Ara crashed into the world that made her a princess..

She, the princess of Hwa, stood majestically on the left side of Ara. Staring at Ara with a soft look but seemed sad.

What's the matter? And, in a flash Ara tried to reach, right then and there he....

"Hhhh!!!" Waking up in a sitting position, sweat soaked wet on her nightgown, and also wet her smooth forehead.

Her dream... And, the girl whose body Ara was riding, was like saying a word that Ara had not yet understood....

Tell me what was Hwa's daughter??