I adore you

#5

"Haha, good work, Hwang Min-hyun"

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"You too, I will watch carefully how the mouse defeats the lion, and how it falls miserably."


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" princess, "

"Huh! It's Jinyoung?!"

"Yes, now- I brought the person the princess asked me to bring, what should we do?"

"Tell him to come into the room."

" yes, "


The thick lines are Jihoon!


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"Huh, is it okay to call someone like that just because they're a princess?!"

"Oh, I'm sorry about that. I can't go out..."

"Why did you call me?"
"If you have nothing to say, I will leave. I am not a person who should be allowed to enter the palace. I am not going to beat you with a stick or a whip, and talking is even more prohibited."

"Then I'll just say what I have to say. Will you... agree with me?"

"I agree... I don't like it, because I've been treated that way by Hwang Min-hyun, the bodyguard who protects you."

"I'm different from that kind of person."

"It's good to know yourself, but I clearly said no. Please don't call me to the palace from now on, it's a matter of life and death."

bang,


"It might be... fun?"
" I agree...,



The next day



"Now is the time..."

Hwang Min-hyun is... practicing and Jin-young is... going to school...

"Then shall we go out for the first time in a while? "


Stealthily...stealthily...

"Princess, what are you doing there?"

Min-Hyeon, the bodyguard who was practicing, looked at me from afar and said

madam...
I got caught...
Well then, there is only one way! The only way is to jump!!!!

" princess!, "

Minhyeon, the bodyguard, threw away the sword he was practicing with and ran towards me.


"Ah... where are you going...?"

I was being chased by Min-Hyeon in the market and came across a dead end.


" ah... "


As I was stamping my feet, not wanting to be caught, the door of the house next door opened with a creepy 'creak-' sound.

And then... someone came out
A handsome young man... well, he was handsome, but he seemed like a nobleman, but he also seemed like a commoner, and he called me.

" princess, "
"What are you doing here?"


"Huh? Mr. Park Ji-hoon, please... save me."

This time, it seems like my father is really convinced he's going to catch me. Does that make sense, that there's talk going around the market?

After I finished speaking, the sound of horse hooves was heard frighteningly.
I had a scared expression on my face

Ji-hoon took my hand and went into his house.

" ? "

"Why are you looking at me like that... You're looking at me like you're asking me to save you, embarrassingly."

"Oh, thank you,"

"Come in, it's a bit shabby, but it'll be fine if you're only staying for a while."

As I entered the room, there were about 15 people of all ages, men and women, talking in a small rectangular room.

It seemed like a serious conversation to me.

As I opened the door and came in, everyone looked at me, and some people were asking who I was.

Then Ji-hoon finally opened his mouth.

"From now on, you will be with us"

"What is your status?"

"You are not a commoner, a slave, a commoner, or a nobleman - you are the princess of this country."
"Please welcome,"

" yes?! "

People were shocked and astonished.

"We are fighting against this country, why are you bringing the princess here?!"


I didn't understand what was happening, but I knew one thing: these people hated me.

"Since when have we been selective about who will do good deeds?"
"Just accept it,"

"But... Ji-Hoon, you need to think carefully. A few days ago, weren't you betrayed by someone in the palace named Min-Hyeon?"
"Because of him, six of our protesters were taken away or passed away!"

"That won't happen, the princess is at least a good person."

Ji-hoon's point of view

I thought the princess was kind

When I refused the nobles' offer to join forces, he almost revealed his true colors and tried to use me, so he stabbed me first.

The princess was different.
Even though I kicked the door and walked out, he respected my opinion.

So I decided to accept it
For the first time, Lee Ji-eun, the daughter of a noble family and the king who is fighting against us,

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