The Return of the Namgoong Clan’s Granddaughter - Chapter 117
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Episode 117
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Seol-hwa, who returned to the palace, told Yu-gang the news and immediately began preparing.
There was no reason to refuse Mo Yongyeonhwa’s invitation. I was also curious about Namgung Woong’s condition.
‘I’m just coming to tell the Lord that I’m giving up my position as the head of the household.’
This is what Namgung Cheonghae said a few days ago when he suddenly came to see me.
I had heard rumors about the purge of Yeon So-ran and those who had sympathized with her.
It was thanks to Yeo-yul who picked up rumors here and there and told them in detail.
Nevertheless, Namgung Cheonghae explained in detail their crimes and the punishments they received.
When he told me about his ex-wife’s involvement in the incident eight years ago, the regret and shame were evident in his voice and expression.
Seolhwa knew why Namgung Cheonghae had come to see her in person when she was young.
Because he was the one who told Namgung Cheonghae about the relationship between Yeon So-ran and Hwangryongdaeju and instigated the purge.
‘I didn’t know that Yeonsoran was a traitor to the Blood Cult.’
When I heard the news, I thought it was fortunate that I told Namgung Cheonghae about the relationship between the two.
After her people were hurt by the betrayal of the Yellow Dragon Lord, Seolhwa vowed not to let even the slightest danger get to her.
‘Even so, it’s true that things got bigger than expected.’
Not only the Hwangryongdaeju and Yeonsoran, but also the elders and the Geomdaeju.
There was no mercy for Namgung Mucheon who drew his sword.
This time, Seolhwa also felt how fearsome the decision of the one called Sword Emperor was.
‘Thank you. And… I’m sorry.’
After finishing his story, Namgung Cheonghae left after saying those words.
Only the tea in the untouched cup was cold at his seat.
That was the end of the news about Namgung Cheonghae’s family.
I heard that Namgung Cheonghae and Namgung Woong were not coming out of their quarters. Namgung Woong accepted Murong Yeonhwa’s invitation.
‘If it’s Namgung Woong…’
It’s vivid to see what it looks like now.
Seolhwa let out a short sigh.
“Wow! You are so beautiful, miss!”
As soon as Yeo-Yul finished preparing for the ceremony, she put her hands together and her eyes sparkled.
“I did it… really… really…”
“Thank you, Yeo-Yul.”
Seolhwa quickly left the place before she could make a fuss.
“Hey, wait a minute! Miss! You have to take your coat!”
Yeo-yul followed behind Seol-hwa and helped her put on her outer clothes as she was leaving the palace.
I thought the outerwear was uncomfortable, but I wore it obediently, but I felt someone’s intense gaze.
“… .”
When she arrived, Yu Kang was standing at the bottom of the stairs, staring at her.
Yoo Kang was also wearing clothes prepared by Namgung instead of a dobok. The clothes he had been wearing were torn during the battle at Surochae and were unwearable.
He looked very good in his blue silk clothes. If someone who didn’t know him saw him, they would mistake him for Prince Namgung.
It seemed to be because of his honest and bright impression.
“When did you come?”
“…uh?”
Seolhwa went down the stairs and approached him.
Only then did Yoo Kang come to his senses.
“Uh, uh, just now. Just now…”
“I heard you’re going to the gym because you’re feeling better these days?”
“I feel a little sore. I just did some light stretching.”
“How about you stop harassing the members of the medical party?”
“… Me? I didn’t bully you?”
“There are rumors going around that the medical staff is going around looking for missing patients.”
It seems that Sega searched everywhere because he had not thought that the patient would go to the training center.
Yoo Kang’s monstrous resilience is resilience, but it wasn’t just anyone who was crazy about training who went to the training ground as soon as he felt better.
“omg.”
Yu Kang was shocked, not knowing that far ahead.
“What if the wound gets worse on the way to the volcano? If it gets delayed, can I just abandon it and go?”
Yoo Kang’s mouth opened slightly. His mouth, which had been trying to say something, closed and he eventually lowered his head.
“… Sorry. I’ll be more careful next time.”
I thought I was just moving around a bit because my body was feeling better, but I readily admitted my mistake.
“I thought about it carefully.”
Seolhwa smiled faintly and walked past him.
The spirit who was waiting for the two people in front gave a thumbs up to Seolhwa.
“But there is something!”
Seolhwa turned around at the sound of an urgent voice calling her name.
A completely different view came into her sight than when she had seen it from the top of the stairs.
A huge pavilion with its back to the darkening lavender sky and thick clouds floating leisurely across the sky.
Yugang stands at the place where the lights of the pavilion and the lights of the road come together.
“You look really pretty today.”
Yoo Kang smiled brightly and laughed, “Hehe.”
Her smile, with her back to the darkening sky, was as bright as the splendidly shining lights.
Seol-hwa thought for a moment that the gathered lights were dazzling her eyes.
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“Hahaha! I made it because you said you liked it!”
A large plate was placed in front of Seolhwa.
Seolhwa, who had been staring at something she didn’t know for a moment, asked Cheongsan.
“What is this?”
“Can’t you see it? It’s Tanghulu!”
“… This is it?”
“Yeah! Well, it wasn’t that hard! Just soak it in sugar syrup! Wait until it hardens! I used a large piece of fruit because you said you liked it!”
As the saying goes, the tang-hoo-ru made on the plate looked like fruits, starting from small grapes and strawberries to apples, pears, and persimmons.
Just imagine the scene where they densely built this with that large mass… .
Seolhwa picked up the smallest grape and took a bite.
Uduk.
… Is it something that can be eaten only if you use your internal energy?
Is this some kind of table training?
With that thought in mind, he quietly put down the rest and spat on the ground what he had been holding in his mouth when Cheongsan wasn’t looking.
Seolhwa pushed the plate away and looked around at everyone sitting around her.
Seolhwa, Yugang, Hwarin, Cheongsan couple, and Soyak were invited and sat down, and Namgung Woong was seen next to Soyak.
Seolhwa looked closely at Woong.
He laughed and reacted to the fun story, but he seemed to lack strength for some reason.
Whenever Seol-hwa and I made eye contact, she would get startled and avoid eye contact, but it didn’t seem like she was avoiding me out of shyness like Hwa-rin.
‘Then that’s right.’
Seolhwa let out a low sigh as she watched Woong’s reaction.
After finishing the meal in a friendly atmosphere, Yoo Kang went out saying he would bring Jin So Yak, and Seol Hwa went to her quarters first with Yeong.
“Hey, sister!”
I could tell who was calling without even looking back. I had kind of expected it.
I nodded to the spirit, and the spirit went a little way away and waited.
Seolhwa looked back at Woong.
“what’s the matter?”
Perhaps surprised by the casual reaction, Woong’s face turned red with embarrassment.
“I… that, that…”
“If you’re going to apologize, don’t do it.”
Woong flinched and stepped back.
The thought of how he knew was revealed on his face.
It was exactly the reaction that Seolhwa had expected.
Seol-hwa let out a low sigh, approached Woong, and grabbed his shoulders.
Woong’s eyes widened in surprise.
“Ouch.”
“Yes, Sister.”
“Don’t feel guilty about something that isn’t your fault. That’s not kind. That’s stupid.”
“Ha, but….”
Woong heard that it was his mother who had masterminded what had happened to Sister Seolhwa eight years ago.
Sister Seol-hwa said that she had left home and lived a difficult life for a long time. It was because of her mother, so how could she not feel sorry?
“I, I… don’t you hate me?”
“Yeah. I don’t hate it.”
“!”
“Honestly, I don’t hate your mom either. No, I don’t really think much about her.”
In fact, I listened to Namgung Cheonghae because he came to tell me, but I have no interest in what punishment Yeon Soran received or what kind of ending she met.
“I have a lot to do.”
I have to learn martial arts from Seopmu Gwang, organize Namgung Pahae’s martial arts and hand them over to the Muhakdang, and take care of Hwasan’s business.
Now, Namgung’s rotten roots have been cleaned up, but just because Namgung changes doesn’t mean the future will change in the direction we want.
When the Blood Cult Rebellion occurs, there is still much work to be done to fight on equal terms with the Blood Cult.
“I don’t have the time to regret something that happened eight years ago and to hate each and every person who did it. I can’t even move forward. Do you think I have the time to hate you?”
Woong shook his head repeatedly.
“If you have time to worry about that, you should practice swordsmanship more.”
“No, I haven’t neglected my swordsmanship training!”
“Then, should we fight like last time?”
Woong started to squirm faster.
“That’s… not yet… my mind is ready…!”
Seolhwa chuckled as she looked at the round eyes filled with bewilderment.
Fortunately, judging from the reaction, it seemed like he wasn’t that sad about losing his mother.
No, it’s not like I wouldn’t be sad. I’m just used to enduring it.
‘Because even in normal times, it seemed like he only favored the eldest child.’
Why did this child have to become so mature?
A familiar response is to give up and apologize.
“Ouch.”
“Yes, sister?”
“Let’s just keep growing like this.”
Please grow up well and become a person who will lead Namgung Sega in the future.
‘I need to build up my confidence a bit more, but that’s something that can be built up little by little.’
Without realizing it, Seolhwa was placing her hand on Woong’s head and stroking his thick hair.
Is this what it feels like when adults keep patting my head?
Looking at those clear, round eyes, I felt like giving them energy for some reason.
“Grow up well. Okay?”