Chapter 78

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Her eyes, wet with tears, were burning with pure hatred. The hatred was so intense that she wondered where Queen Mun had accumulated such hatred on that small body. The Empress who woke up suddenly hated her, but the Queen hated the Empress as much or more. Even when the blade of the sword touched her tongue, she never sang the song.

"No way. She is not like that."

Queen Mun hummed often. The Queen's voice was just beautiful, especially when she embraced the melodies. It was so beautiful that all the maids loved it. The maids even informed the Queen of popular songs. When they shared with her about popular songs, the Queen often sang it for them. It was so sweet and pitiful that they had to do nothing but press down on their chests when the Queen sang the songs.

That Queen refused to sing?

Ha Soye blankly shook her head and then came to her senses.

"How is Her Highness doing now? Her condition is......."

Since she refused the Empress's orders, there is no way Queen Mun could have gracefully retreated. The Empress is the ruler of the concubinage. Her name was high as well as her cruel hands. Court Lady Yoon sighed with a white face.

"She will be very sick."

At that moment, Ha Soye ran out of the shrine. Seeing her running away as if she had seen a ghost, Court Lady Yoon turned her head and looked at her mother-like person's mortuary tablet.

"It's time to say goodbye."

Neither laughing nor crying, she said calmly.

***

Young-young was lying on a straw mat.

She was taken out of the Empress's Palace yesterday and thrown away. She couldn't move her body. It was impossible to even turn over. It hurts. The pain she had not felt in a long time boiled over her skin.

"What does it mean, my child? Of course, I raised Heon-yeong as my son, but that's because of my weak heart, not because he really is my child. Ha, haha, definitely not. Of course.'

Young-young's mother told her not to die, but Young-young was not sure if she could listen to her mother anymore. The moment she heard those words, her eyes went white.

It was unbelievable.

What did she just hear? A goblin hid an egg inside her belly? In fact, Young-young finds it difficult to understand. Goblin's egg or something, she was stupid, her brain was bad, she didn't know, maybe that's why she couldn't understand.

What's different about the twins? She saw Sa Heon-yeong's young. She tried mixing her own blood with it. Her own blood may not be noble, but at least it is human. And Sa Heon-yeong's blood was the same as her own. As it mingled, it was impossible to tell which was whose blood.

She was beaten and for an hour as she knelt in the Empress' yard, before she was dragged back. The Empress told her to sing. She was afraid of what would happen. But.

Young-young shook her head.

No. I won't sing you any songs.

While she was whipped, something made of wood appeared. She was tied to it, and she was beaten. It was hurtful and painful. She thought she could do anything if she could end this beating, but when the beating stopped and she was ordered to sing, she unknowingly shook her head.

No.

'Queen Mother. You have to call her Queen Mother.'

That morning, Sa Heon-yeong said so.

'Queen Mother?'

'You're my wife. She has become your mother. It means Empress Mother.'

Mother, Sa Heon-yeong called this woman his mother.

Young-young remembered her dead mother. She was a nervous mother at times, and she was also a strange person. She must have had moments of being a good mother and moments of being a bad mother. But she has always been Young-Young's mother. She never once denied it. Young-young had never been denied.

There were times when Sa Heon-young seemed lonely. At that time, he continued to dig into Young-young's arms. Young-young hugged the tall man with a big body. No matter how much she hugged him, it was too much.

Even if she had used all her limbs, somewhere in his body would have poked out and he would have been cold and lonely. But if he had been hugged by his mother when he was a child, when he was very young, he wouldn't be lonely.

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