Can I See You Again

Crown Prince Angry

Jung Hyun arrived at the palace, stalled as he looked at the dark sky. "What's this?" his mutter was astonished a little grimacing in fear.

Jung Hyun quickly met the Crown Prince, looking at the servants who were bowed in fear in front of the Crown Prince's room. Very crowded, showing Kasim Cho's face snatched away anxiously. Jung Hyun hurried to open the door of the Crown Prince's room, finding the Crown Prince leaning on his desperate body, crumpled up a letter.

The letter finally escaped from the Crown Prince's grasp, hovering in plain sight before Jung Hyun's eyes.

I'm sorry, for almost betraying myself. After I finish everything, I'll get a divorce and figure out a way to get out of this palace.

Greetings, Lee Youra.

Jung Hyun was powerless, seeing how the Crown Prince reacted after reading the wife's letter to another young man. His residence was very messy, probably already ruined by the wrath of the Crown Prince. It was eager for him to say hello to calm down, but the Crown Prince seemed to be very depressed.

"Your Majesty.."

The Crown Prince then stood up, pulling his steps to rush to meet the wife.

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The sun had already set, while pensively reflecting, Youra divorced her beautiful waist-length black dense hair. Slowly the servants helped her undress. They opened Youra's outer dress. Leaving a thin dress as it was, the subordinates split up to the thighs.

Bruk!

Youra was surprised, immediately turned to face the door of his room which was broken into the entrance of the Crown Prince. The servants rushed out, quickly leaving them.

"Crown Prince?"

No need to think long, the Crown Prince opened his face cover. Pulling Youra's body closer to him, "I apologize to me!" The Crown Prince snapped. It's so loud that the waiters out there are scared.

"What-what do you mean.."

The Crown Prince pushed his wife's body, so Youra fell on the bed. "Tell me, who's that young man?" ask the Crown Prince in despair. The water flowed out from both corners of his eyes. "Crown Prince..." Youra flinching.

No matter what, Youra will refuse or not, the Crown Prince overlapped the body of the wife below him. Youra's chest rose and fell due to tightness. A very open garment, revealing the upper half of his chest. For some reason, Youra was no longer as frightened as their first night. This time, her heart was touched to see how her husband was crying over her body.

"We'll never get divorced, you understand?" The Crown Prince began to open his robe full of emotions. "Your Majesty, what are you going to do?" youa asked worriedly.

The Crown Prince placed both his hands on the bed, right on the left and right sides of Youra. Staring fixedly at the pair of eyes that were under his body, "I'll show you, who has you," he whispered softly with a very manly distinctive voice.

The Crown Prince stood up again, opening one by one his clothes, leaving his trousers. Rise back up on the bed, besieging the wife under her fragrant body. He grabbed the fastener of Youra's inner dress, pulling the rope until it slipped out of everything. Opening Youra's clothes was slow, in a very sweet way. To show the natural beauty of a woman's body. Youra wanted to rebel, but..

"Tell me, am I the first man to see her?" asked the Crown Prince with his reddened face full of anger, looking at the beautiful body of Youra. Youra nodded, very quickly. "Yes, you're the first."

The Crown Prince sighed, after showing how broken his heart was back then. "Tell me what's the young man's name? I'm gonna kill him, so you can love me."

Youra was wide-eyed, something hit her hard mind. "Your Majesty, I think you're very unwell." Youra tried to calm the overflowing emotional upbringing of her husband. Surprisingly, his heart was pounding very fast. This time somehow wanted to calm her husband down, no matter what the Crown Prince said afterwards. She reached for the husband's face, wiping the blood with her beautiful, tiny hands.

The Crown Prince immediately pulled out the hand that touched his face. Holding him long in his grasp. He observed Youra's sad face, looking at her affectionately. "Why don't you ever stop hurting me?" he asked with a sad disappointed face.

Back the Crown Prince lowered his gaze onto Youra's body, for quite a while he noticed. Finally he pulled the blanket, covering his wife's body. "We will never part unless I die." The Crown Prince stood up again, put up his clothes, covered his face. Then it went from there dragging the luxurious robe with a deep look of disappointment.

Youra was petrified on the bed, this time completely confused by her feelings.

Dayang Nari saw the Crown Prince with blood on his face cover come out of the room Youra was so worried, could only express his hope in the heart. Hope Youra hugs her husband and stops her steps as soon as possible. However, Youra did nothing at all. Even sitting in the corner of the bed covering his body with a blanket was dumbfounded.

Dayang Nari quickly approached, reading what happened to Youra. "Your Majesty, why don't you stop the Crown Prince?" tanya Dayang Nari enthusiastically.

Dayang Nari tidied up the blanket to cover the body of Youra that was still exposed. "Why don't you stop the Crown Prince? He's very angry, because your letter is on him." Back Dayang Nari asked, this time in a quiet voice.

"Darang Nari, what should I do? Why does his nose bleed?" youa asked deftly, trying to resuscitate her who was feeling very depressed. For some reason, Youra was very worried about her husband, the Crown Prince.

The roar of the sky was earthy, the sky was already dark, blackening the night even more eerie. A moment after the Crown Prince came out of Youra's room, the wind no longer peacefully blew. The debris of the zinc pieces and the paper rolls were scattered quite high. The king who lay weak even to the point of forcing himself to peek at the sky from the window. "Are there going to be storms?" ask the king to his servant. The servant shook his head softly, "This happened suddenly, Your Majesty."

The king fell in place, "Bad sign. It's a bad sign."

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Right, that night was a storm. The rain and rumbling were earthy, creating a creepy melody until everyone was frightened. Residents flocked home, closed the doors and brought all the jugs in.

Princess Shin was alone, Ha Sun the husband had not yet returned home. Elsewhere, Ara cries in the dark of the night alone, while Prince Yul is having fun at a brothel with no intention of going home.

At the same time, Prime Minister Han was shocked by the unilateral official letter written by the Crown Prince bearing the king's signature, asking for Teacher Jun to be promoted as the Chief Minister of Education and Culture. "Why did this happen all of a sudden?" muttered Prime Minister Han.

Jun who was currently in thought, was sitting in his residence, enjoying a terrible night. Thinking of ways to fight against destiny and living peacefully as he wishes.

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