Fake Concubine 46
The next day, Moon Hae-min headed to Yesong Port with Song Seol.
As they passed through the bustling streets and stepped outside the city gates, fields of reeds unfolded before them. Snow lay thick upon the dry, rustling reeds. It was a quiet and lonely landscape.
“Hyah, hyah!”
Moon Hae-min rode his horse across the reed fields.
The last time he had ridden, he had struggled immensely. However, perhaps because his equestrian skills had improved slightly through experience, he was somehow able to manage the horse today. The only problem was…
“Ugh, this freezing wind…”
He was shivering violently. It seemed to be worse because he was riding across the open fields. He tightened his [visit our site][unauthorized copy]collar, but it was useless. The [stolen content]cold wind didn’t just penetrate his clothes; it felt as if it were chilling him to the bone.
If he had known it would be like this, he would have dressed more warmly; belated regret washed over him. But in any case, Moon Hae-min had no more clothes to layer. The overcoat he was currently wearing was the thickest garment he owned.
‘Even if it means spending every last penny I have, I really must buy some quilted clothes.’
Doing so would drastically reduce his emergency funds, but it couldn’t be helped. If he didn’t buy quilted clothes, he felt he might freeze to death before he even had a chance to run away.
“I can always earn more money…”
Moon Hae-min muttered to himself, then let his shoulders slump.
Come to think of it, he didn’t have a proper way to make money in this life. The option of working as a scribe at a book rental shop was as good as gone, and his pride stung at the thought of boldly demanding payment from Song Seol for helping him with his work. He felt pathetic for being so stubbornly insistent, wondering what on earth this pride of his was worth.
‘Despite not being a nobleman by status, my pride is that of a nobleman.’
Moon Hae-min knew. He knew that, this time, it would be more beneficial to set that pride aside. In fact, if he thought [Read on Read BL Novels]about it, it wasn’t even a matter of pride.
It wasn’t as if he were demanding money recklessly. He was simply asking for what he was owed for the work he had done, which was only fair.
‘Should I just close my eyes and try asking…?’
Moon Hae-min pondered, staring intently at Song Seol, who was riding ahead.
As if noticing the gaze, Song Seol looked back. The hem of his durumagi fluttered in the wind, drawing lines like overlapping flower petals.
“Is something the matter?”
“No, it is nothing.”
Hae-min blurred his words unconsciously. Fortunately, Song Seol did not pry further. He turned back and began to move forward again.
Moon Hae-min urged his horse forward to follow Song Seol. The two of them raced, cutting through the wind. Then, at some point, the scent [visit our site]of salt mixed into the passing breeze.
‘Ah, the sea.’
In the distance, the horizon looked like the tip of a fingernail. Seeing the sea sparkling in the sunlight made his heart swell, and Moon Hae-min spurred his horse.
Soon, the two arrived at Yesong Port.
“Is that the sea?”
“Yes.”
“It is truly beautiful!”
Hae-min exclaimed in a highly excited voice. In truth, he wasn’t actually that thrilled, but Song Seol believed this was the first time he had ever seen the ocean. Therefore, he had to act overjoyed for it to seem plausible.
“Is it fascinating?”
“Yes, most fascinating.”
“That is good. It will be even more interesting once we board the ship. Dismount first.”
Song Seol dismounted first. Hae-min started to follow but hesitated. While he had managed the riding well enough, mounting and dismounting were still difficult for him.
Noticing this, Song Seol reached out his hand.
“I am fine, My Lord.”
In the past, he had taken Song Seol’s hand to dismount, but this time, he felt he didn’t need to. Moon Hae-min took a deep breath and moved his body.
Thump. His feet touched the ground. Contrary to his fear, it wasn’t difficult. He felt that if he practiced just two or three more times, he would be able to mount and dismount a horse proficiently.
“My Lord, you have arrived.”
Just then, a group of people approached and bowed their heads. They seemed to be people who worked at Yesong Port. Song Seol asked them:
“Is the preparation for departure going smoothly?”
“Yes, it is nearly complete. We should be able to set sail as scheduled.”
“I must inspect the goods.”
“I shall guide you, My Lord.”
An elderly man stepped forward. Song Seol followed him. Moon Hae-min walked along as well, feeling glancing looks directed at him.
‘They must be curious about who Grand Prince Byeokran’s companion is.’
Since he had experienced this situation before, he wasn’t surprised. Sure enough, the man asked very cautiously.
“My Lord, if I may ask, who is this person? It is just that we cannot allow anyone to board the ship… Of course, as they are the companion of Grand Prince Byeokran, their status must be certain, but we must still go through a verification process.”
“He is my concubine.”
Song Seol replied. His voice was so cold that the man didn’t dare ask anything more.
‘Did Song Seol answer like that before, too?’
As far as Moon Hae-min remembered, Song Seol’s attitude hadn’t been quite that chilly in the past. Hadn’t he just been indifferent as usual?
However, since it had happened quite a long time ago, his memory wasn’t certain. Moon Hae-min concluded, ‘I must have remembered incorrectly,’ and stopped thinking about Song Seol’s attitude.
The moment he stepped onto the ship and looked down at the sea, Moon Hae-min let out a gasp.
“Wow…!”
This time, he wasn’t pretending to be fascinated. Without the need for acting, he was genuinely excited.
Those blue, undulating currents! The deep indigo, stretching so far that the end was invisible, was terrifyingly beautiful.
“Is it that fascinating?”
“Yes, it is truly fascinating.”
Moon Hae-min answered without taking his eyes off the sea. Even his jade-colored eyes shimmered blue. Song Seol gazed at Moon Hae-min blankly and muttered.
“Your face has turned pale…”
“My face?”
“Yes. You are so white you’ve turned blue.”
Hae-min cupped his cheek with his palm. Indeed, his cheek was shockingly cold.
“The sea breeze is fierce.”
Because it was excessively cold, it felt as if even his senses had frozen. Now, he barely even felt the cold. He didn’t know if this was a good thing or a bad thing.
Another gust of cold wind swept in. The wind, which had blown across the vast ocean, ruffled Moon Hae-min’s hair as it passed.
“…”
With that wind, Moon Hae-min’s scent spread. It wasn’t strong, but it was a clearly perceptible scent of plum blossoms. Smelling this, Song Seol narrowed his eyes slightly.
“Moon Hee-yul. Your Chromatic Scent is leaking.”
“Eh? I-is it?”
Only then realizing that his Chromatic Scent was emanating, Moon Hae-min hurried to suppress it. However, the scent would not be hidden.
Lest Song Seol offer to teach him the knack of controlling his Chromatic Scent again, Moon Hae-min made a vague excuse.
“That is strange. I do not know why this is happening all of a sudden…”
“Could it be your heat cycle?”
“Heat cycle?”
“Yes. Normally, one cannot control their Chromatic Scent at will during a heat cycle. By the way, are you an Eumin who does not even know what a heat cycle is?”
“I apologize. It has not been long since I manifested as an Eumin. I knew what a heat cycle was, but…”
He hadn’t considered that it would actually happen to him. In the past, he had [stolen content]become pregnant immediately after manifesting as an Eumin, and since he didn’t experience heat cycles during that period, it was even more so. But from now on, he would be facing heat cycles periodically.
‘I see, because I am an Eumin now…’
Realizing this fact, Moon Hae-min fell into a state of quiet shock.
“Why that expression? You look as if you hadn’t expected it.”
“…It is as you see, My Lord.”
“Then have you not been taking suppressant pills until now?”
“No.”
“I cannot tell if you are brave or reckless.”
“I am simply ignorant.”
Moon Hae-min scolded himself. He felt foolish for not even thinking about the heat cycle until this very moment.
“You can just be careful from now on. As soon as we return to the private residence, I shall send word to the physician.”
“Yes…”
“But what should we do for the time being?”
Moon Hae-min was worried about that too. This ship was loaded with all sorts of valuables, but there would be no suppressant pills. There was no suitable place nearby to obtain them either.
“I will try my best to keep my Chromatic Scent contained.”
“That is not something that can be achieved through effort. Fortunately, the scent is not that thick yet, but…”
Song Seol muttered, casting his gaze toward the distant sea.
“It would be problematic if a yang-person smelled such a scent.”
“That is true. It would be uncomfortable for you, My Lord…”
At those words, Song Seol turned his head back toward Moon Hae-min.
“Uncomfortable for me? Because of your Chromatic Scent?”
“Eh? Yes. Is that not what you meant?”
“No, I meant it would be problematic if another yang-person smelled it.”
“…”
Hae-min was bewildered. Wasn’t that what both his words and Song Seol’s words meant?
As if frustrated by Moon Hae-min’s complete lack of understanding, Song Seol frowned slightly and said:
“I am not ‘another yang-person,’ am I?”
“Yes… well, that is true.”
Only then did Hae-min concede. In reality, far from that, there was little difference between another yang-person and Song Seol to Moon Hae-min. Any yang-person was equally dangerous. They were all simply targets to be avoided.
“It cannot be helped.”
Muttering this, Song Seol took off his durumagi. Before Hae-min could refuse, he draped the durumagi around Moon Hae-min’s shoulders.
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