Can I See You Again
Fake Smile
Hearing the news of the husband falling ill, not a single vibration moved Youra's heart to visit. Hate is not something that can be resisted easily. Being the wife of the future ruler of the country must be played well, at least in front of many people. However, the grudge that had brought him into the palace made him unable to continue pretending to be weak and stupid. In fact, not pity or attention that arises after getting news of the husband falling ill, Youra even felt very happy and happy. For him, death was not even enough to avenge all the suffering he had experienced.
**
“Your Highness, can you visit the Crown Prince's residence for a moment?” asked Eunuch Cho shortly after arriving at Youra's residence. With a severed breath, the seemingly exhausted Eunuch Cho immediately gathered in front of Youra who was just busy writing literature.
“Your Majesty?” call Kasim Cho once again. As if the wind, Youra did not care at all for the faithful servant of the husband who was now resting before him. Casually, Youra placed the beautiful brush on the side of her book, immediately raising her face.
“Why should I visit him?” youra asked looking fixedly. Eunuch Cho was so surprised, the haughty answer was so stupefied that he was speechless. With full patience, Eunuch Cho humbled himself respectfully before Youra.
“Yang His Highness the Crown Prince is currently ill. Can you visit it?” ask Eunuch Cho once more. That hopeful face was now appearing freely before Youra, causing a little sympathy for him. Youra turned to all the servants in his residence. That whole face, really made him sick.
“Is there any order to visit it?” youra asked after turning her head back to Eunuch Cho. Eunuch Cho lowered his face, really very disappointed.
“Your Majesty, as his wife, shouldn't you visit your ailing husband?” ask Eunuch Cho respectfully. Youra smiled, lifting her body to stand up immediately. The servants twisted their bodies, thinking that Youra would rush towards the husband's residence.
Youra continued walking, until she stood right behind the door. With a line of sincere smiles that seemed so radiant, Youra opened the door of the room.
“Aren't I currently receiving my punishment? I'm being locked up in my residence, and now you're asking me to visit him, isn't that so weird?” Youra continued to dodge. Whenever the servants persuaded him to visit the Crown Prince, Youra always quibbled about his punishment.
Very desperate, the servants left the Youra residence with their disappointed faces. Before exiting Youra's room, Eunuch Cho stopped that last step to immediately turn to look at Youra. “Your Highness, on the orders of the Crown Prince, the door of the residence of His Highness the Crown Prince is always open to you,” Kasim Cho said.
Youra did not care, she immediately stepped back towards her little table. Take out a letter and write it back. Eunuch Cho could only continue to look. Before long, the gaze turned suspicious, seeing how Youra treated the letter so special. Fancy paper, with the gold ink attached to it he immediately tied it with a ribbon. With that sad feeling, Eunuch Cho finally left Youra's room.
“Dayang Nari, please ask a servant to deliver this letter to Nana and uncle.” While handing over a letter to Dayang Nari, Youra stood tidying up her dress.
“Your Highness, are you really not going to visit the Crown Prince?” tanya Dayang Nari, with her serious face.
“Indeed, what is it so necessary to do? Didn't the healer already say he'd be okay?” reply Youra.
Hearing that answer, Dayang Nari with teary eyes was glued to the spot. For some reason, it feels so painful.
“It turns out, you really want the death of the Crown Prince, Your Majesty.” inner the lady-in-waiting.
**
Eunuch Cho took that hopeless step back towards the Crown Prince's residence. Cowering languidly, as if he had nothing but the empty hope he had brought. About the arrival of Youra who was anticipated by him, it turned out to be completely unrealized.
After opening the door of the Crown Prince's room, his gloomy face turned cheerful. To find the master sitting on the bed is happiness for him. Immediately he ran up to the Crown Prince who was sitting without the face cover, to recline his happiness.
“Yang Mulia..” call him pitched, very enthusiastic.
The crown prince turned his head slowly, he brought his body to sit more firmly. However, Eunuch Cho immediately chased after and helped the Crown Prince to lie back down.
“Your Majesty, rest first enough.” Pinta Kasim Cho. The Crown Prince was forced to obey, then hold the servant's shoulder.
“Did any maid enter my room during my illness?” ask the Crown Prince. Eunuch Cho shook his head slowly, smiling very happily.
“Of course there is no His Majesty. Servant knows very well, you do not allow a woman to enter your cubicle,” Kasim Cho replied steadily.
The Crown Prince fixed his position lying down. “What did he visit me?” ask the Crown Prince.
“I know, he will not come,” replied the Crown Prince turning his sleeping position on his back to the servant.
“Go, I will rest,” added the Crown Prince once again. Eunuch Cho immediately withdrew his steps to leave the Crown Prince, but he could not simply move on.
“Please once you Your Majesty,” Inner Eunuch Cho while helping the Crown Prince put on his blanket.
“Your Highness, do you want to order for your wife to come visit?” eunuch Cho asked quietly, afraid of ruining the Crown Prince's mood.
The Crown Prince turned his body. He put his arm over his head. “No need. I don't need that sassy woman. Besides, he's not coming.”
Afterwards, Eunuch Cho left the Crown Prince's room carrying all those feelings of pity aside.
**
The king called Prince Yul to meet him immediately. Without a second thought, Prince Yul, who was reading, rushed to leave his residence to meet his father. That joyful feeling was reflected from his vigorous steps, just keep going fast.
Inside the father's residence, Prince Yul is warmly welcomed and full of love.
“Happy to meet you, Ayahanda,” greet Prince Yul with his happy face.
“My son, there's actually something I want to tell you.” The king opened the conversation by pouring tea into his son's cup.
Prince Yul continued to smile kindly, as usual showing how obedient and respectful he was to the king.
“I'll listen to him, Ayahanda,” Prince Yul replied.
“I'll marry you soon.”
The father's words were very surprising, almost making Prince Yul stop smiling. When the corner of the smile began to disappear, he immediately returned the hospitality as soon as possible.
“Not Princess Shin who is getting married?” asked Prince Yul in his soft voice full of respect.
The king sighed violently, grabbing the shoulder of his son immediately. “After Princess Shin is married, the palace will soon marry you to the daughter of the chief minister of war. Right now, we really need external support. The daughter of the chief minister of war was a smart and virtuous girl. Besides being beautiful and smart, what else will you need?” the king smiled as he patted his son's shoulder.
Prince Yul continued to smile, not a hint of disappointment or rejection on his face. Really known as a devoted child.
“Of course, I'll take it, Ayahanda. The girl that Father chose must be the best for me,” replied Prince Yul with heart.
The king smiled, overjoyed to hear how obedient his son was. Prince Yul never once denied the king. He is known to be very devoted and obedient to the rules of the palace. Not once did he reject her offer or deny her father's order. Almost all the inhabitants of the palace loved it. Not only was he notoriously kind and polite, Prince Yul was also known to be friendly, unlike the humiliated Crown Prince.
After a long sweet conversation with his father, Prince Yul finally left the king's residence. Bring back the whole sweet smile to go with her. But who knows the truth?
With that smile, Prince Yul continued to step until he reached the front gate of the king's palace. He paused for a moment before finally getting out of there. Prince Yul clenched his hands until his body trembled. That sweet smile was erased instantly, leaving a vibe of hatred in the corner of his eyes. He turned to face the king's palace. Looked intently at the door of the father's room.
“Married to the daughter of the chief minister of war he said? Why am I not married to Hong Jin-Yi the daughter of the secretary of state alone? Hmh! Choose love! The Crown Prince can marry a woman of his own choice, why can't I? The old man only considers me trash in this palace! Just look, to the son whom he will beg later!”
Prince Yul regulated his breathing, recreating that fake smile on his face. It looks friendly and admirable, so that one will not know how deep the falsehood is. No one knows how deep the hatred is.
