100 Days of Being a Princess of Joseon

Destiny Dayang An and Queen

All who were in the room stared in wonder at the presence of saman aka shaman.

“You are not asked to come, saman.” Said Han's lady-in-waiting, Hwa's daughter only asked for a healer, not a shaman.

“You can go.” Tell Ara to the physician and his assistant.

“Good Your Majesty.” Bowing obediently, the royal medical team moved back and then out of the princess Hwa's room.

Leaving Han's lady-in-waiting, Hwa's daughter and the approaching suit were sure to head towards Hwa's daughter's seat.

“What do you mean earlier, shaman.?” Ask Ara not understand.

“Hamba just want to help you, Yang.....mmh maybe I should call miss?” ralat saman looked at Ara fixedly.

Ara was stunned, but tried to calm down.

The same, Han's lady-in-waiting was surprised.

“Ekhem.” Trying to calm down, Ara cleared her throat.

“I don't understand what you mean, saman.” Pretending, Ara was acting like that.

“Oh yes? What need I remind him, miss. ah I do not know what to call you, because I only know if you are not from this world.” obviously saman sure.

“I'm being lazy to guess, saman. I don't have much time, busy.” Ara tried to avoid, she had nothing to fear, because the lady-in-waiting Han already knew about her.

Saman suddenly muttered a sentence without a sound, more like muttering.

“What are you doing?” Ara was anxious, along with her trembling body, she clenched her hands to withstand the shock.

‘No, what is this? did he cast a spell for me?’ inner Ara was afraid.

Seeing that something was wrong from her master's gestures, Han's lady-in-waiting got up and pushed the body of the lady-in-waiting back.

“What are you doing, saman!!!” han Dayang growled in disbelief.

“Hah, I only told you the truth of your master trapping another soul, dayang.” Answer the casual and flat suit.

“How's miss? Does your soul feel shaken up in there?” terrible, the corner of Saman's lips lifted, like a grin.

Ara was still reluctant to show a look of fear, clearly she felt her soul as if it was being pulled hard, nauseous that felt at this time.

Staring at the eyes of the suit full of guts, Ara replied sharply.

“If indeed I am not the daughter of Hwa,...” Ara stared fixedly at the saman who was sitting straight back.

“What would you do if I wasn't the owner of this body?” asked Ara coldly.

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“Sial!!!! Damn it!!!” ara grumbled a few minutes after the unsettling meeting earlier. Dayang Han shuddered at the behavior of his master who had no noble manners at all, cursing, rolling around, aihhhh.

“Dayang Han, did you listen to what the silly advice was?” todong Ara asked the Han lady-in-waiting who replied with a nod.

“Really unreasonable. Doesn't make sense.” Ara scratched the head of princess Hwa, until the neat hairdo became a mess.

“Please do not hurt the body of princess Hwa, miss.” Please lady-in-waiting Han see the absurd behavior of Ara whom he judged to hurt his master.

“This doesn't hurt, ladyboy Han. You think if this body gets hurt, I won't feel it? I also hurt Han.” Sebal Ara will Dayang Han's mind-set that makes no sense.

“My time is not much here, where my head has not stopped dizzy lately.and the silly suit advice, adds to the burden of my mind.” Reply Ara squeezes Hwa's daughter's hanbok.

Before long, he inched up, walking towards behind the curtain behind him.

Brakkkk

Push it hard until a sound is heard.

Dayang Han gawked at the many piles of small papers stuck there. He woke up and wondered what was on the wall.

“What's this, miss?” ask the confused Han.

He did not understand what was written there, the letters he could not read. What language is that?

“A-alur?” repeat of Han's day

“Hmm, so it's a lawsuit of issues involving multiple parties. You see this..” Ara pointed at some arrows there.

“It comes from the apple gang all.” Add Ara.

“Geng apple?” the Beo dayang Han

“Hmm, apple gang, all those involved in this matter have the aroma of apple fruit, ladyboy Han.” Answer Ara

“And apples are one of the fruits that trigger allergies in the body of the princess Hwa, just like ku.” Further

“So,, did princess Hwa face...” Dayang Han began to suspect that Ara was a.

“Yes, you're right, everything related to the damage to the face of Princess Hwa because she consumed and used powder from apple fruit extract.”

“Hah!!” dayang Han was looking perfect.

“Why, didn't you know that your employer had that allergy?” Ara read the expression of young lady-in-waiting princess Hwa.

“Ohh yes, you're just continuing your sister's work, huh?” Ara understood, who had been serving princess Hwa was Oen's lady-in-waiting, aka Han's elder sister.

“Hwa Princess never told me at all.” Dayang Han looked down, feeling guilty about it.

“New, he is just careful.” Connect Ara

“Himself much hurt by the people around him, the person who should protect him is the only one who made him hurt.” Ara continued to interpret the mistrust of princess Hwa for Han's lady.

“Iya, miss.” Nod Han's ladyboy.

“And now, I have to deal directly with them.” Ara.

“Saman provides a solution if the problem of princess Hwa is to meet the perpetrator of the crime.” Say again.

“The problem, the red thread was centered on the queen.” Further.

“You know, I still don't understand, why a mother hates her own daughter” Ara propped up her chin with her left fist.

“Does the crown prince know of this?” ara asked turned to look at the Han lady.

“Crown prince knows only partially, miss. He once told me if you were terrorized by the queen.” Han dayang Sahut.

“Then...” said Ara waited.

“Puteri Hwa once said that the queen is not her birth mother.” Answer to dayang Han.

“So the one who came at that time was the princess family Hwa?” tanya Ara stringed the red thread.

“Ya, sir it's right your uncle.” Answer to dayang Han.

“The problem is, why did princess Hwa want to be eliminated by the queen. Is there any crime of the queen known by princess Hwa?” Ara.

“Hamba don't know, miss. I was only told that extent by the crown prince.” Dayang Han lowered his head, he really did not know any facts other than that.

“Yes God!!! How is this. how can I reply and uncover if I just do not know the core of this problem actually.” Ara again rattled the head of the princess Hwa, anxious herself.

“Eh wait.” He remembered something.

“I'm curious about this...” His eyes are glaring on a block of paper stuck on the wall.

Two syllables are written there.

DAYANG....

“This, dayang An.” Point Ara to one name

“Honey An?” repeat Han's confused

“Yes, this young lady has power over the queen's private lady. Though the lady-in-waiting was senior all the maids in the palace, but subject to the rancid and songong lady-in-waiting it.” Ara combined all her assumptions about the existence of the lady-in-waiting.

“Then miss?” dayang Han is still digesting.

“I'm sure, between the queen and lady An, there is a strong destiny that binds them both.” Pungkas Ara's.