100 Days of Being a Princess of Joseon

That's Not Princess Hwa's Soul?

"Darling Han!!!"

A loud shriek rang out in the building belonging to his master. So, who shouted like that, of course the owner of the building, Princess Hwa, who was possessed by the soul of the rancid bars.

"Darling Han." The maids who greeted the maid when in front of the sliding door, looked down at her pity and also grimaced. From yesterday the princess often acted like that to all of them, but it was Han's lady-in-waiting, that was the most frequent.

From the moment they wake up from the dead, their employers turn sinister.

"Hyuhhhhh" said the Han lady-in-waiting, breathing heavily and heavily. Ready to face princess Hwa.

Sretti.

The door sounded creepy when it was opened, as if adding to the mysticism of horror that was waiting in there.

And it's true.

When the door opened, they, who were behind the door, could now look inside. There, princess Hwa, was already emitting a hot aura all the way to their joints.

"Be careful of Han's lady" whispered one of the ladies, with slow lips.

Enter the young servant. Retracing with a heavy step, it felt very far to arrive to his master.

"Yes, your majesty" he said as the distance had eroded.

"Where, anyway. L.A.M.A." Ara grumbled to welcome Han's lady. Do not forget how the girl looks, her face folded so many times. Somehow Ara did that to the beautiful face of the princess.

"Ha-servant is in-at-your-princess, daughter of Hwa."

"Heh." snorted Ara heard the reason. I love that lady locked herself in that room. A book? Heh, not Ara at all. Coated paper with knowledge in it, did not trigger Ara's intention to read it. Straddled her? Maybe more often.

"What's the matter, princess Hwa you call servant?" that question sentence slid from the thin lips of Han's lady.

"Which I ask, have you found anything? For a long time you've been looking for it." answered Ara remembering the orders arranged in the list the other day.

Dayang Han was strangled when reminded. Not why-why, the problem, the content requested by princess Hwa, many of which he was difficult to find. Even as he asked in every part of the preparation, they stared at Han's lady-in-waiting, probing.

"There are still some that are hard for me to find, your majesty." replied the lady-in-waiting Han quietly. Even his face was now bowed in.

"Cih, just try delivery of goods already in this era. It's not hard for me to cry out." murmured Ara considering this mediocre age, comparing with his era which is easily available.

"De-delivery-e.?" parrot Dayang Han, caught another nyelene vocabulary from the girl sitting with a sheet of paper that he had torn into his routine.

"Oh, I'm lazy to explain it, Han-ah." again, Ara put on a reluctant expression.

And stored away the voice of Han's lady just now. Because now his employer is very rarely willing to share strange things that often come out of his lips. Unlike that time, yes, like before the girl died and lay in a dead man's shirt.

"Prepare me patbingsu there. I want something fresh and sweet now." she said later.

"Definitely Han lady has less meaning to ask the provider." Ara's assumption when the middle lady he was ghibahin had disappeared from behind the magic door, uh sliding door means.

"It seems I have to intervene" he continued, hand-scratching the word on a sheet of paper, using Latin letters, he poured some of the things that have become his habit since here. Make a masterpiece to hang it behind a folding curtain behind it. Detective Ara's mission. I really like the tengil going to stare at it. His ideals?

To esokan....

"Yes-that's mu-noble!!!" a shocked and nervous expression surrounded the face of the food provider. Ara, the girl was inspecting the part from Han's lady-in-waiting list, not yet fulfilling the list

With a pongah attitude, he made the body of princess Hwa like a waist rack. His face gulp, eyes sharpened and his bossy aura instantly intimidated the few servants there.

"My lady, you said there's nothing she's looking for, is that it?" Ara had already made the first accusation to the middle-aged man, it seemed like he was the chief of the ingredients section here.

Sweat and nervousness came out directly from the body of the head, he remembered, indeed at that time, the, the servant who was now standing on the left side of Princess Hwa came to him to ask for a large amount of cucumber. Therefore, he considers it like a joke. What do you want to try the fruit and vegetables, heh?

"Pardon ha-servant daughter Hwa." said to feel caught by the child of the owner of their soul.

"Heh." Ara's snort added to the nervous clattering of the waiter there. They had heard rumors circulating, stating that the king's favorite daughter had risen from the dead, and acted strangely like another person after that. Then, the evidence of strangeness now greeted their room, the princess who no longer wore the thin veil, strange attitude. Suddenly behave arbitrarily.

"Quickly, where are the ingredients I requested through my servant. If he does not give, then." he stared intensely at the head of the food section, making the man again intimidated.

"Then I'm gonna make this room goofy, okay!!" ara threatened. It was very nice now that the rancid was throwing threatening words at his subordinates.

"Ba-good noble." welcome the head of the groceries section immediately. The man looked at his members to hurry up to find the materials his master asked for.

Ara could watch the nervous behavior of the maid, really, she felt like prancing happy when she could arrange the servants in the palace. Although he was indeed applying the discourse of revenge on all the contents of the palace, but still he felt the cuteness of the result.

Somewhere else...

"What do you say, princess Hwa is going to the grocery provider? It's daytime like this?" the queen, who got the info from one of her subordinates, was curious. Very active girl now.

And, the gossip that he heard was quite tickling, princess Hwa that he was acting arbitrarily now, his personal servants who felt, and spread the gossip of the building.

"Yes, the queen's majesty." answered one of the ladies who was one of the servants of the princess Hwa now sitting in front of the queen.

"So then, the girl wanted to plan a secret thing apparently." murmured the queen slowly. He had also previously received information that the princess visited the drug provider or healer, where the provider of toiletries and decorations and last time also to the paper provider.

"Rise from the dead with a new attitude apparently." continued the queen.

"Is it possible that the soul that possessed Hwa's daughter, not hers?" ask the lady to assume.

"You mean?" the queen did not understand

"What is possible, one of the other spirits possessed the body of princess Hwa when she died that time, the queen." replied the lady.

"You mean, that's not the soul of princess Hwa?"