100 Days of Being a Princess of Joseon

Oppa Crown Prince

Bend day...

Ara pensively, in front of the many appetizing foods, she remained unmoved. Until the Han lady-in-waiting was caught off guard by the unusual attitude of her master.

"Porter!" Call Han's gentle lady

Silent.

Ok, try again lady Han.

"Your Majesty princess Hwa.!" Again, the lady tried.

Zonk is back

Wesh is patient with fertile Han ladies, his name is also a prized fad.

Ok, spirit, let's try again.

"Hwa's Camera!" Han's tone of voice slightly increased slightly, and succeeded. Ara was a little surprised.

"Whoa, what is it you call me Han's lady-in-waiting." Sahut Ara who is aware of her daydream.

Dayang Han took a slow breath, smiling, "Mister why?? Is there anything that's bothering you, princess Hwa.?" Ask Han's ladyboy at length.

"Why are you asking that?" Ara replied with another question. Even if he is confused about what to answer.

Dayang Han approached. Now he is right in front of the table Ara is still intact dish.

"Hwa Princess. You've just been silent daydreaming, a few times I called you, but still not answered." Clearly, Han's ladyboy was slow and very careful.

Ara grimaced, her real shame. "I don't have any problems, just thinking about a few things." Reply Ara did not want to share her daydream earlier.

"All right, your majesty then. You I expect to eat because today we will pay a visit to the election of the crown princess, princess." Dayang Han said giving information.

Ara published a happy line on her face.

What was that, the crown princess election? Like in the movie he watched?, come watch it.

"really?? can I see it too?" Tanya Ara couldn't believe it.

Dayang Han nodded with a smile, "Of course Your Majesty." Answer to dayang Han.

Ara was enthusiastic, impatiently wanting to see the sacred process that usually had a lot of drama in it. There are antagonists and protagonists fighting over that position. Yes, the position next to his royal man, the Crown Prince, the future king of this country.

***

Ara was ready with her appearance.

Hanbok with a light blue top, complete with a light pink skirt that is accented with flowers at the lower end of the skirt, a beautiful hook that dangles in the form of flowers, and, and do not forget the accessories of his head that berahtahkahkan sweet little flops with pearls and flowers. But alas, he had to use a thin pink face veil, which should be with Ara's face alone, had definitely defeated the would-be crown princesses.

Huftr, Hwa's ugly-faced fate.

"Darling Han!" Call Hwa on her way.

Dayang Han raised his head while still stepping on Hwa's side.

"Why so long. Know gini, use a stretcher." grumbled Ara who pouted. Fortunately there was that thin cloth, otherwise people would see that bent face.

"Now, Your Majesty." Answer to dayang Han.

But, Ara doesn't believe it.

"The feeling from earlier was not sampe-sample. Circumferential muzzle router is not clear gini. There is no shortcut what.?" Ara grumbled again but only a smooth muttering form once in the ears of Han's ladyboy.

Dayang Han looked over, right.

Sayup-sayup the girl in green clothes heard the voice of her master.

"What did His Majesty say?" Ask the Han girl.

Ara turned her head, sneering her tongue.

"Take care of this Han." The answer is using a present-day-era accent that gaolll beut dah.

Ok, Han diem's ladyboy.

"Han-sshi!!" Call Ara, like the era of his time.

Dayang Han turned his head in shock, not least the accompanying maids raised their heads, stunned by the call.

Ara stopped her steps, turning, grinning, "Why? is something wrong?" In fact he was well aware of his mistake, calling with such a call in his world.

"You called me, what princess?" Ask the Han lady to confirm her hearing.

Then, step back.

Followed by the ladies behind him.

Arrived in a tall, spacious building, surrounded by many flowers, surrounded by a pond full of lotuses, and not to forget, the building was wallless, like a gazebo.

Ara saw that there were already many gathered there, so excitedly, her steps accelerated. Till...

"Porter!" Call out the heavy voice that Ara expected as her puja at the beginning of the meeting first.

However, nil, and impossible.

Gobbing, smiling.

"Sister." Ara replied in a whisper and was careful because she did not use the call as a tribute to the royal members.

"Come, let's get there together." The Crown Prince waved his hand, inviting Ara to walk together to the building in question.

Enthusiasm, yes it is, along with the adoration of the heart that is only in the hand.

"Crown prince.!" Call Ara as she steps up the stairs.

"Hmm, what's the matter Princess." Answer the crown prince

"Did you choose your couple too.?" Ask Ara curiously.

Confused? "The couple? What is Princess" The crown prince in between climbing the stairs paused for a moment because there was one strange word in her ear.

Oops! Ara patted her lips softly. "Pair, Your Grace." Obviously Ara, he did mention a couple, but in today's Korean slang spelling.

"Pair. You've been giving a lot of surprises lately, princess." The crown prince smiled.

"My partner, everything is governed by the kingdom, I just follow." Obviously the crown prince answered Ara's question.

Ara just nodded. It is clear, from here it seems the origin of the match.

"Porter,!" Call the crown prince when they are seated at the place provided, by the Queen's side.

Ara.

"I prefer your call to me before, which is brother. I feel so close to you because of that call." Said the crown prince with such a shady face.

Warm.

uh

Ara warms up again.

It could be crazy that he was long close to the crown prince who is this big brother-able.

"Crown prince" Call Ara in a whisper, and slightly lean his body to the side of the crown prince who is leaning towards Ara.

"Actually, I want to call you in my own way. And only I'll call you that." Ara hoped

The crown prince furrowed his brows, "What is a princess? please." Said the crown prince with a curious look.

"Can?" Ask Ara impatiently.

"Of course, princess, I will give you the right to treat me as you will, as a sister of course, and not to violate royal etiquette." Obviously the crown prince.

Alright!!!

Ara was excited by that indirect permission.

"Oppa.!" Call Ara, make the crown prince now raise his eyebrows, confused.

"Oppa?" Ask the man.

"That's my call to you, Your Majesty." Reply Ara smiled.

And a few seconds later.

All the pairs of eyes there, stunned, dumbstruck, enchanted, and bewildered, when

They directly saw their Crown Prince laughing, even so loose and free, even so with Ara who was also bewitched by the laughter of the handsome man next to her.

"Then, I should call you what Princess." The crown prince who regained consciousness, closed his lips, and now whispered back to the side of Ara's ear.

"Call me Ara, Your Highness, uh Oppa." Answer Ara