Fake Concubine 42

‘Somehow, ​it’ll ​work ​out.’

Moon ​Hae-min thought gloomily. ​However, ​his ​naturally ​frail ​body was gradually losing ​strength, ​and the dizziness ​refused to subside. ​With ​great ​difficulty, ​Hae-min ​clung ​to the scholar ​tree.

“Moon ​Hee-yul.”

At ​that moment, someone ​called out ‘Moon Hee-yul.’ ​The moment ​he heard ​that voice, ​the strength ​drained ​out ​of him. Losing ​his grip ​on the tree, Moon ​Hae-min plummeted like a ​kite with a severed ​string.

The sensation ​of ​falling was electrifying. Surely, a leg ​or an arm would ​break. ​He ​would ​be ​lucky if it ​ended there; ​he ​might be more ​seriously ​injured. Bracing for the pain, ​Hae-min squeezed ​his ​eyes shut.

“……Uh.”

But Moon ​Hae-min ​was ​safe. ​Though ​the point ​of ​impact hurt, ​nothing seemed to be broken. It was ​because someone had ​caught him with ​their entire body.

“My, My ​Lord.”

Moon Hae-min’s ​body stiffened. Song ​Seol ​usually went out ​around this time; ​why on ​earth ​was he ​here ​at the ​residence, ​and in ​such ​a ​secluded spot at ​that? ​Just as ​he ​had ​when ​he helped Hae-min during a dispute at the market, this man had a habit of appearing abruptly at the most unexpected moments.

“……Thank you for your help.”

Regardless, a word of gratitude came first. However, there was no reply from Song Seol. Hae-min forced his stiff neck upward to look at him.

Since Song Seol stood with the sun behind him, a deep shadow cast over his face. Because of this, it was difficult to discern his expression. Hae-min could only think that those pitch-black eyes looked deeper than usual today.

“Do you have a hobby of climbing trees?”

“No, I just……”

“You seem too clumsy for it to be a hobby.”

“……I just happened to climb up.”

“Are you a cat? To just happen to climb a tree.”

He had helped him once, yet the sarcasm was excessive. Moon Hae-min swallowed a sigh, wondering, ‘How did my life end up like this today?’

“Actually, I was trying to retrieve a kite caught in the branches. But, My Lord.”

“Yes.”

“Please put me down now.”

As if he had forgotten he was holding him and only just remembered, Song Seol arched an eyebrow. Then, he lightly set Hae-min back on the ground.

Only when his feet touched the earth did Hae-min feel a sense of stability. Moon Hae-min bowed his head deeply to Song Seol.

“Thank you. I shall take my leave now.”

He then began to slowly step backward. It was because he remembered the order: ‘Do not show your back to me.’ However, the very person who had given that order looked at him with curiosity.

“Why are you walking like that?”

“…….”

Suddenly turned into a peculiar person, Hae-min stopped stepping backward. And then, Song Seol’s wrist caught his eye.

He was massaging his right wrist with his left hand.

“Did you perhaps injure your wrist?”

Fearing that it had happened while catching him, Moon Hae-min asked cautiously. Sure enough, he answered bluntly.

“It seems so.”

“Are—are you badly hurt?”

Hae-min quickly approached him. The distance he had carefully maintained was closed in an instant.

“I think it’s a sprain,” Song Seol muttered, slowly rotating his wrist. The right wrist looked fine on the surface. However, the impact of catching a falling adult male must have been significant.

“I am sorry. All because of me……. What should I do? Ah, first, a physician……”

“It is fine, so calm yourself.”

Unlike the restless Hae-min, Song Seol was composed.

“As you said, it will be fine once a physician treats it.”

“……Yes.”

Having no face to say more, Moon Hae-min dropped his head low.

‘What a foolish, mindless idiot who can’t see an inch in front of him!’

Moon Hae-min severely scolded himself.

If he had known this would happen, he shouldn’t have gone out. He stepped out of his room only to struggle while unable to get down from a tree, and he had even injured Song Seol’s wrist.

‘Though if I hadn’t, I wouldn’t have been able to retrieve the kite…….’

Meeting the children, including Dong-sik, had been a good thing. But that provided little comfort in the current situation.

It was bad enough to have injured someone’s wrist, but of all people, it had to be Song Seol. The man Moon Hae-min most wanted to avoid. The thought that he now owed a debt because of this incident made his chest feel tight.

“Sigh…….”

Moon Hae-min let out a sigh that felt as if it would cave in the floor.

Since regretting it wouldn’t change anything, it would be better to fervently pray that Song Seol’s wrist was alright.

“Please, please……”

He hoped it wasn’t a serious injury. Perhaps the muscle was just momentarily shocked. Since he was a naturally robust man, that was likely the case.

Just as he was soothing his worries, a call came from outside the door.

“Young Master Hee-yul, My Lord has summoned you.”

Hae-min sprang up as if he had been startled. It was a summons he had been waiting for, and yet, one he had been dreading.

“I’m coming now.”

Hae-min hurried out. They say a nobleman should not run even on a rainy day, but seeing how he flustered about, he truly didn’t seem like a nobleman.

Finally standing before the sarangbang, he caught his breath and spoke.

“My Lord, you summoned me.”

“Come in.”

“Yes.”

When he opened the door, there was not only Song Seol but also an elderly man. Judging by the medical box he was organizing, he appeared to be a physician.

“Sit.”

Moon Hae-min obediently took a seat.

“He says it is a sprain.”

“Is that so…….”

He had expected it, but it seemed to be true. Overwhelmed by guilt and awkwardness, his head kept drooping.

“My Lord, you must not use your right hand for the time being. Please also take a break from practicing archery.”

The physician’s advice felt like a stone being placed on Hae-min’s chest. Unable to say a word, Hae-min listened to the conversation between the physician and Song Seol.

“What about writing?”

“T-that too must be handled with care. Holding a brush may put a strain on the wrist……”

“Is it alright to hold utensils?”

“Yes, that much should be fine.”

The physician’s manner of speaking was somehow unnatural. However, Moon Hae-min, drowned in guilt, failed to notice. His mind was filled only with the thought, ‘What should I do about this?’

“You have worked hard. You may leave now.”

“Yes, I wish you a speedy recovery.”

The physician packed his things and left the sarangbang.

Now alone with Song Seol, the sense of shame only grew. Moon Hae-min braced himself to be scolded.

After staring silently at the face that looked like a child on the verge of being reprimanded by a teacher, Song Seol spoke.

“What should be done about this?”

For a moment, Hae-min thought Song Seol had read his mind. But it was a monologue.

“Setting aside the fact that I cannot hold a bow, not even being able to hold a brush will be inconvenient.”

No…… it didn’t sound like a monologue; it sounded like he was saying it for Moon Hae-min to hear. Hae-min apologized in a voice that seemed to crawl away.

“I am deeply sorry……”

“I am not looking to hear that I am sorry; I am asking for a way to handle this matter.”

“……If there is work that requires your hand, why not delegate it to a servant?”

In truth, Song Seol was of a status where he could live without lifting Read on Read BL Novelsa finger. Thus, Moon unauthorized copyHae-min [visit our site]thought it was a good solution, but Song Seol shook his head.

“I cannot entrust writing to a servant. They likely cannot read, and even if there were a servant who could, how could I carelessly entrust such important matters to them?”

“That is true.”

Delegating it to a lower-ranking official was another option, but he felt Song Seol would reject that as well. For some reason, he just had that feeling.

Moon Hae-min fell into thought for a moment. It was only human decency to take responsibility for one’s own mistakes. Though he was reluctant to become deeply entangled with Song Seol, if there was no other suitable solution…….

“Would it be alright if I helped My Lord with your work?”

He had suggested it tentatively. Since it was unlikely that Song Seol would readily entrust important matters to him, there was a high probability of rejection.

However, to his surprise, Song Seol readily agreed.

“That would be good.”

“…….”

“Rather than borrowing the hand of an incompetent, it is better to borrow yours.”

Come to think of it, Song Seol had entrusted him with important tasks in the past as well. Because of that, Moon visit our siteHae-min [visit our site]had often wondered, ‘What does he see in me, a man without Read on Read BL Novelsa government post, to entrust me with state affairs?’ It seemed his unconventional personality remained the same. Since he had only returned to the past and the person was the same, it was only natural.

“Then shall we begin borrowing your hand now?” Song Seol concluded.

“Pardon? Starting now?”

“Yes. I happen to have some urgent business.”

Song Seol gestured with his eyes. Understanding the silent command, Moon Hae-min hesitantly headed toward the low table. On the table, as if prepared in advance, lay the brush, paper, and ink.

‘How did it end up like this?’

Moon Hae-min pondered as he ground the ink. He felt as if he had been swindled right under his nose. He was utterly bewildered, but there seemed to be no way to turn back now.

In the end, Moon Hae-min held the brush in place of Song Seol.

“You worked hard.”

These words signaled the end of the day’s work. Moon Hae-min answered a compliant “Yes” and tidied the writing materials.

‘Was it five days ago that Song Seol injured his wrist?’

In other words, it had been five days since Moon Hae-min began lending his hand [Read on Read BL Novels]to Song Seol. It was about time the wrist healed, yet stolen contentRead on Read BL Novelshe continued to call Hae-min and have him do various tasks. As someone who owed a debt to Song Seol, Moon Hae-min had no choice but to follow obediently.