Chapter 57
At the cold tone, Yanghui was startled and waved her hands.
“It’s not like that! I did makeup that I enjoy to help lift my lady’s spirits!”
Yuseol nodded at Yanghui’s words and opened her mouth.
“Since this kind of makeup is new to me, it’s natural that you don’t recognize me.”
Myoyeon reacted to Yuseol’s voice. His Adam’s apple, which looked more pointed due to his thin build, shook irregularly. After exhaling long and clearing his throat, he met Yuseol’s eyes and asked.
“Are you really Lady Yuseol?”
“Yes… that’s right. I’m Yuseol.”
The small, delicate voice was definitely Yuseol’s. Nevertheless, Myoyeon, who had been uncertain, made an awkward expression.
“The different makeup made me a bit confused. I was rude.”
“Not at all.”
A brief silence came. When Yuseol looked at the willow tree in the yard, Myoyeon’s gaze followed to her face.
“I can’t keep disturbing your rare outing, so I’ll head back.”
Yuseol looked at the sky that had already turned purple and shook her head.
“Since the sun has set, I should also return to my quarters. But… if you would permit it, I’d like to visit here often in the future.”
Myoyeon nodded as if this was what he had hoped for.
“You may visit whenever you wish.”
After briefly asking for understanding, Yuseol returned to the room and exchanged greetings with the women. Hongi, who had stood up to see her off, took something from her sleeve pocket and said.
“Dressed up like this, you look like a gorgeous flower who would know how to handle men rather than knowing swords.”
Then she pressed a palm-sized wooden container into Yuseol’s hand.
“This is precious ointment made from whale oil. If you apply the ointment to the sword marks and put on powder, they’ll disappear completely.”
“Ointment…?”
“The incident when I held a silver dagger to my neck to end my life is my worst memory. I made this ointment using all sorts of methods to erase that memory, so please try using it.”
Yuseol blankly received the ointment and left the room, looking back at Hongi. From the smiling Hongi spread a gentle but sorrowful fragrance.
It was the path returning to her quarters with Myoyeon. Myoyeon, who had always spoken to Yuseol first, said nothing for the first time.
Yuseol walked looking ahead, then glanced at Myoyeon. Myoyeon, who had been staring straight ahead, happened to glance at her. Though he had accepted the fact that she was Yuseol, he still seemed unfamiliar. It was when an awkward smile appeared on Yuseol’s lips.
“Oh, I have something to give you, my lady.”
Myoyeon took out half a bundle of gold coins from his inner sleeve pocket and handed them to Yuseol.
“The handkerchief you gave to put in the market sold. This is the remaining half after taking half of the money received.”
Yuseol received the gold coins in bewilderment, her eyes widening.
“But the market hasn’t opened yet…?”
“We store the items people put forward in a warehouse. Good items sometimes sell early.”
“But this much….”
Yuseol didn’t know what to do with so many gold coins that it was embarrassing to receive them. Myoyeon spoke gently as if to reassure her.
“The handkerchief Lady Yuseol provided is a precious item embroidered with colored thread that can only be obtained in the royal palace, so please accept it gladly.”
After contemplating, Yuseol put the gold coins in her waist pouch.
“Then I’ll keep them well.”
“…….”
“But my face… does it look very strange?”
The women had complimented her saying it suited her well, but everyone has different perspectives.
“Please tell me honestly.”
She had an expression that said she could understand whatever answer she heard. Myoyeon was visibly flustered and waved his hands.
“No! It’s not strange. Rather, you’ve become so beautiful that it’s unfamil—I mean, anyway, it’s not strange.”
Night wind blew from the forest beyond the stone wall. Myoyeon pulled down his gat to cover his reddened ears and continued speaking.
“When the market opens, I’d like to stop by the rouge shop to buy you a gift, my lady.”
“Rouge shop?”
Anticipation appeared on the face of someone who had never had the memory of buying things directly.
“I want to go together too.”
Myoyeon’s face, hidden under his gat, took on an excited glow.
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