Fake Concubine 52

Fake Concubine ​52

“Then ​I ​shall ​take ​my leave, My ​Lord.”

“……Very ​well, ​you ​may ​go.”

“Yes.”

Song Seol frowned slightly. ​However, ​Moon Hae-min, who ​had already turned ​around, ​failed ​to ​see ​it. ​He left the ​sarangbang ​with ​a light heart.

‘When ​the ships carrying the ​trade goods ​set sail, ​several Sea-Guiding ​Ships will ​be ​deployed.’

Moon ​Hae-min rejoiced as ​he chewed ​over Song Seol’s words. ​He had a good ​feeling. A feeling that ​this time, ​no ​accident would occur.

And if that feeling ​was correct, it meant ​that ​the ​future ​was ​changing because of ​him.

If he ​could ​change what was ​to ​happen at Yesung Port, he ​would also ​be ​able to change ​what ​was ​coming ​this ​winter. His ​confidence ​grew that ​this time, he would be able to ​escape from Song ​Seol safely.

1. A Mistake

Moon ​Hae-min headed toward the ​market with ​a light step.

On ​the ​day he received ​the bundle of ​coins from ​Song ​Seol, unauthorized copyhe ​had ​rushed [visit our site][visit our site]straight ​to ​the fabric ​store ​to ​order a quilted ​jang-ot. ​Today was ​the ​day ​to ​pick it up.

“Welcome.”

As he entered the fabric store, the elderly owner greeted him. She brought out the finished quilted jang-ot and helped Hae-min put it on.

“It fits well, fits perfectly.”

“Yes, I love it.”

The quilted jang-ot not only fit Hae-min’s measurements perfectly but was as warm as if he were wrapped in a duvet. Hae-min tied the goreum with a satisfied smile.

He wasn’t just happy to have winter clothes. His heart felt warm and full, as if he had recovered something he had lost.

“I will wear it well. Oh, grandmother. Do you happen to know if there is a decent pharmacy nearby?”

“A pharmacy… If you walk straight this way and turn the corner, there are five or six pharmacies huddled together. Any of them will be fine.”

“I see. Thank you for letting me know.”

Moon Hae-min bowed politely to the owner and left the fabric store.

He hadn’t come to the market today solely for the quilted jang-ot. Moon Hae-min had a more important errand. The suppressant pills Song Seol had provided were almost gone.

He could have asked Song Seol again, but he preferred unauthorized copynot to unauthorized copyreceive his help if possible. Since suppressant [visit our site]pills weren’t particularly hard to find, he intended to procure them himself.

‘When I go to the pharmacy this time, I should stock up on plenty of suppressant pills.’

Only then would he feel at ease. For the current him, suppressant pills were an absolute necessity among necessities.

Hae-min walked as the owner had instructed. Sure enough, five or six pharmacies appeared, huddled together.

Among them, the one with various medicinal herbs dangling from the eaves looked the most reliable. Moon Hae-min stepped inside.

“Hello.”

“Yes, what brings you here?”

The pharmacist, who was in the middle of preparing some unknown medicinal herb, greeted Moon Hae-min. She was a woman around Hae-min’s age, with her hair neatly tucked behind her ears.

‘She’s not the same gender.’

Hae-min hesitated. Asking for suppressant pills was embarrassing for some reason, and the fact that the other person was of the opposite sex made it even more so. The pharmacist herself likely thought nothing of it, but for Moon Hae-min, who had been raised in a conservative household, it was difficult to speak up readily.

“Customer?”

“Yes, ah, that is….”

Perhaps because he was nervous, [visit our site]the words wouldn’t come [Read on Read BL Novels]out. Just as he was fidgeting with his [unauthorized copy]hands, the door burst open.

“Sister!”

“We’re here!”

Two women rushed in. They seemed to be close with the pharmacist, as the three exchanged cheerful greetings.

“That medicine worked wonders, sister. My goodness, it’s the first time I’ve seen him exert himself like that since our wedding night!”

“Oh, what are you saying? Your husband was always good at it, wasn’t he?”

“No, I’m telling you, he wasn’t. Why else would I have asked you for such a favor?”

The three women chatted brightly. Unbothered by the presence of a man, they spoke candidly about the intimate affairs of a married couple. This made Moon Hae-min feel even more embarrassed and ashamed.

“Oh, customer! What did you say you came for?”

Only when Hae-min was practically backing out of the pharmacy did the pharmacist call out to him. Simultaneously, the other women turned their attention toward Moon Hae-min.

Being the sole focus of three women’s gazes was a situation Moon Hae-min had never experienced in his life, and he was utterly flustered. He didn’t realize it himself, but his face had turned bright red.

“I, I’m looking for some medicine….”

“Pardon? What was that? I couldn’t hear you.”

“My, my sleeping arrangements are difficult….”

Moon Hae-min squeezed out his voice, feeling as if he wanted to cry. He didn’t know why the simple phrase, ‘Please give me suppressant pills to control my Chromatic Scent,’ wouldn’t come out. Instead, he blurted out an unasked circumstance: ‘I am in a difficult position when sleeping with a yang-person.’

“Ah, if that’s why you’re here, why didn’t you say so sooner?”

The pharmacist grinned, having somehow understood despite him barely being audible. The women beside her exchanged mischievous glances, but Hae-min didn’t notice.

“Are you an Eumin?”

“Yes, I am an Eumin.”

“I see. I have a medicine that is perfectly effective for an Eumin like you.”

Saying so, the pharmacist rummaged through the medicine cabinet. Moon Hae-min felt his tension ease. There had been a brief communication problem, but it seemed he would be able to buy the suppressant pills after all.

“Shall I give you the strong ones? If it’s your first time, perhaps the weaker ones are better.”

“Ah, if possible, the strong ones would be better. I’d like to purchase a generous amount.”

“A generous amount? Well, I understand your desperation, but just take a few for now. You have to try them and see the effect to know if they suit your body or not.”

Indeed, Physician Kim had said something similar. He had told him, ‘Please let me know if they do not suit your constitution or are ineffective.’ The suppressant unauthorized copypills he received then were fine, but there was a possibility that these ones might not suit stolen contenthis constitution, so it would be better to buy just a few for now.

“I shall do that then.”

“Yes. Please wait a moment.”

The pharmacist took a few pills from a chest and wrapped them neatly in hanji. It was a smaller amount than Moon Hae-min had expected, but he said nothing. He was exhausted from the tension and only wanted to return to his quarters and rest deeply.

“Shall I explain how to take them?”

“No. This isn’t my first time, so I know.”

“Oh my.”

The pharmacist let out a small exclamation. He wondered why she reacted that way to something as trivial as knowing how to take suppressant pills, but Moon Hae-min didn’t bother to ask this time either.

“Then I shall be going now.”

“Yes, customer. If they work well, please come again.”

Moon Hae-min bowed his head and hurried out of the pharmacy as if escaping.

“How pathetic….”

Moon Hae-min scolded himself. Hadn’t he acted like a complete novice just now?

On the other hand, he felt it was inevitable. He had almost no experience speaking with women his own age. In truth, he had rarely even spoken with men his own age, so it was only natural to be flustered when suddenly having to converse with a woman, especially regarding suppressant pills.

“Anyway, I won’t have to worry about suppressant pills for a while.”

Hae-min muttered, sliding his hand into his pocket. The feel of the suppressant pills against his hand was immensely reassuring.

It became the hour of the Monkey.

As promised in the morning, Moon Hae-min left the residence with Song Seol. He was riding a horse provided by Song Seol.

“Phew.”

Handling a horse was still no easy feat. While he was gripping the reins tightly and looking only forward, Song Seol brought his horse alongside.

“That is a garment I haven’t seen before.”

“Ah, you mean this quilted jang-ot?”

“Yes.”

“I had it newly made. That is why I went to the market today.”

Hae-min added information that Song Seol hadn’t even asked for. Normally, he would have responded briefly, but today he [visit our site]was in a good stolen contentunauthorized copymood, having acquired the padded clothing that was no exaggeration to call his winter’s greatest wish. However, Song Seol proceeded to throw cold water on that good mood.

“It does not suit you well.”

“Pardon?”

“Black does not suit you.”

“…….”

Come to think of it, in the past, Song Seol had given him white padded clothes. At the time, he hadn’t placed much meaning on the color, but now he guessed it might have been a result of avoiding black.

“Even so, there is nothing better than black for outerwear. If one wears white, isn’t it prone to getting stained?”

“Why are you worrying about such a thing?”

“Well….”

Moon Hae-min started to retort but stopped and closed his mouth. Song Seol was right. ‘Moon Hee-yul’ was not in a position to worry about stains on his clothes.

Instead, Moon Hae-min changed the direction of his rebuttal.

“Do you not also enjoy wearing black garments, My Lord?”

“You and I are different.”

“……I am not sure what is different, but….”

He protested timidly out of sheer absurdity, but Song Seol ignored him.

“Furthermore, that tasteless fabric. It has no elegance whatsoever.”

“It’s a quilted jang-ot, not a jeogori; what kind of elegance is supposed to come from it? As long as it’s warm, that’s enough.”

“…….”

Though he didn’t add anything further, Song Seol looked very dissatisfied. It was a fact Hae-min could tell without even looking back at him.

Moon Hae-min decided to change the subject instead.

“I heard that in private settings, you get along with Yoon Seung-hyeok like close friends.”

“Did I say that?”

“……I heard it from Seung-hyeok himself.”

Moon Hae-min gasped. Now that he had blurted it out unconsciously, he realized he had been speaking of something he heard from the Song Seol of the past, not the current one. He had made another mistake.