100 Days of Being a Princess of Joseon

Secret Sharing

"The mu-mulia."

Dayang Han found that princess Hwa had sat down with her eyes straight to the door that had just opened, and it seemed that the net had indeed been prepared to wait and devour anyone who dared to step in.

And the hell, it,... That's her own day, Han-ah, the unstable one.

"Why stand there, lady-in-waiting Han. You're not going in?" the first sentence that greeted the Han maids was pecking, with the king behind it.

It's not safe, is it?

'Oh my ancestors, save my life, I'm just a poor orphan.' His inner prayers.

"Yes, your honor."

While Ara certainly did not miss the figure of Hwa's daughter's father who overshadowed Han's body.

"Your majesty, my lord the king." Ara pretended to be nervous when the king was clearly visible form entered the room of his daughter.

"Sit down, there's no need to salute and welcome." The king moved the palm with 4 fingers on the wave down, directing the princess to remain seated.

According to. Ara who had just half a body was about to stand up, sat back down.

"Am I allowed to enter because I am the king, daughter of Hwa??"

Moving the head of princess Hwa to the left and right.

"No, your honor."

"Then, I didn't enter because of the compulsion you received, did I?"

Again. Boost.

"You, uh, you're my father, the king. As a father who loves his daughter so much, I really don't know myself if I reject her, do I?"

And really, Ara felt a great roar in it, how not, she never once, felt the warm love of a father and mother.

Meloww.

Tests, tests...

That clear thread, it fell.

"Hwa-yeah?"

"Hwa Princess"

Both the king and the Han lady-in-waiting were astonished and surprised to see that princess Hwa had wet her face.

"What's up, Hwa-ya? is your stupid father interrupting your rest?" the king straightened his back, approaching Princess Hwa after sliding the table blocking the two of them.

Grasping his daughter's hand.

"Dad...!!!! Huaaaaaaa." isak is now turned into a river even there is volume and rhythm.

The king was stunned to get a hug from his daughter. For Ara, in his day it is not strange children and parents hug each other's bodies, there are even those who kiss their cheeks, forehead and not infrequently also kiss their children's lips without the basis of lust of course.

"Puterii." the lady-in-waiting who saw from outside the door, got late with the drama inside. Unable to withstand the waves of their haru cries. It applies to Han's lady.

"Hwa-yah. Take it easy, whatever your problem, there's me as your father, and also your brother, right?"

"Yes, and we're both the strongest men who can certainly protect you, even help you sort things out."

The voice of the crown prince burst in, as his previous self had long stood outside the building, waiting to enter.

He knew there was a ban on guests visiting, seeing the empress who passed him just stated the same thing, he almost returned, but the presence of the king made him sure, he could enter.

Sure enough, finding the figure of his father did not return, convincing the crown prince that his father managed to break through the ban, whether with what threats, he did not care.

Now....

He was able to move his legs, towards the two humans who embraced warmly.

*****

"I heard that, you visited that villa again, Hwa-ya. What are you looking for in there?"

A handsome, handsome and charm figure who can always beat the height barrier of an Ara. The one left with her in the princess's room.

The king had already returned home after finishing filming the family drama between his father and daughter.

"Well, you're up to date, oppa." always Ara tore the sheets of paper into small pieces.

Clapping his forehead hard.

"Do I sin greatly yes, mix up the language in an age that does not really understand the language. Hangeul was still a long time." murmured Ara, but was able to be heard in the ear of the crown prince.

"Hangeul's? What's with our grammar, Hwa-ya.?" again, the man asked something different.

"Ah, it's nothing, oppa." he said.

His body was hot, looking. Sure enough, he was being stared intensely by his interlocutors.

Who seemed to be asking for an explanation for the repeated absurd words in Ara's vomit.

"I mean it, oppa. I didn't say anything important." answered Ara pursed Hwa's lips.

"I mean that. You were so deft in getting my travel information today." continued Ara.

"Aren't we passing by and I've heard it a lot since. From empress to....."

"What???? Oppa has been visiting since? And not report to my lady?" cut Ara by surprise.

The man nodded.

"Why didn't you announce your arrival?" ask Ara.

"The empress was rejected, wasn't she?"

"And, yeah.. I also had time to eavesdrop, said the Han lady who said that in addition to the queen, the king, the empress, I am also one who is forbidden to enter, you have the heart, Hwa-ya." he lamented.

"Hehehe, I'm so tired."

"I went to that villa. And...."

Look at the crown prince.

"Do you also know about the things hidden in the building? Crown prince?"

The one asked looked back at princess Hwa.

Degab degub gab gub gub...

Bunyo the heart of princess Hwa felt Ara wrestling each other inside there.

Damn it!!!!!

This is what Ara felt, or this ugly princess felt?... If so, Ara is not too embarrassed of course.

Ara threw away her face awkwardly. His hands clenched under the table, braiding fingers that proved he was nervous.

"Isn't. You should know best about this, Hwa-ya.??" the man still held his eyes scanned princess Hwa. It was felt so clearly by Ara. That the body he uses, as if heating up and bergelenar strange war biasyahhh.

"What the fu-!!! why is it so big???!!!. Please, I'm the best selling in the world there. Masa' weigh the guy one gini doang, the heart that I use like to explode." Ara grumbled.

"What are you talking about, Princess Hwa??" the crown prince was also a witness to the lips that had been muttering indistinctly. Even if it sounded, he did not understand what the girl said.

"Did you just come to wonder what I was looking for....."

"And wonder what I got out of that building, crown prince??" Ara said with her face circulating everywhere. Still can't stabilize the fucking roar in this body.

"Hwa-yeah!!!" call the crown prince, divert the answer he should have said.

Snorted..

"That's not what I want to hear, crown prince" said Ara still not ready to reply to the man's view.

He believed that, the face whose soul was somewhere now, would definitely blush like boiled shrimp. It's red...

"Hwa-yeah.!!" again, it was called.

Stay not looking.

"Fuck!!!" that one name, escaped those beautiful eyes caught the jet-black netra of the crown prince.

"Aren't we the ones who know what's inside that villa building, right??"

"Because you know for yourself, if we....."

"Share the same secret."