"Brother!! Look at this!!!"
The female protagonist told her twin brother Woojin and her cousin Woong everything, starting with the morning when Youngmin came, and then showed them flowers as a final touch.
"Isn't this flower pretty?"
"Jasmine?"
"Is this flower called jasmine? As expected, there is no flower that oppa doesn't know!!"
"N...I know flowers too!!!"
"Brother? How do you know this when you only practice swordsmanship every day?"
"Tch........"
Woong-i chuckled as he watched Woojin and Yeoju bickering.
"Do you know what the flower language is?"
"What???"
The Joy of Love
"The joy of love........."
"Perhaps His Majesty has been thinking of you for a long time."
"me?"
The heroine covers her face with both hands.
"really?"
"then!!!"
'And..... you also mean you are mine.........'
"I must send Linum to Your Majesty."
"Rinum?"
"Yeah!! The flower language is I am grateful for your kindness!!"
Woong said, patting Yeoju's head.
"I'm going to the palace..."
"Then please tell His Majesty this!!"
"Okay haha"
'Your Majesty... what are you thinking...
By any chance... is this child really in your heart?
You are really....... cruel........'
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Yeongmin was looking at the forget-me-nots he had in his hand.
"This flower means nothing to me...
"Because those aren't the flowers she gave me..........."
Yeongmin closed his eyes tightly and pictured the female protagonist.
It's a little unfamiliar to see the female protagonist's appearance rather than that of the empress
Because she was the woman he had longed to see so much, he engraved the image of her he had seen earlier deep into his heart.
dripping-
"Okay, come in."
Woong opened the door quietly and came inside.
"Yeah... what happened?"
Yeongmin remembered Woongi's past life when he had refused his request to become the country's prime minister, and he wondered how he could persuade Woongi again. He called his maid and ordered her to bring him tea.
"........I came to talk about my cousin."
"Yeah........ I see............."
"Do you really... love that child?"
".......Are you asking this question to gain confidence?"
"yes"
"Yeah......... Jasmine....... That's what you're saying when you see that flower......
Because it means the joy of love........"
"No. I think His Majesty gave me flowers for something else."
"What other meaning?"
"You are mine"
"............."
While Youngmin was answering in silence, the maid brought tea, and Youngmin sat down on a chair and swirled his glass.
The tea in the cup created a small vortex without any resistance in the direction Youngmin turned it.
"If only people could move as they pleased like this car...
"This whole world will be mine.........."
"........What are you trying to say?"
"I am very..... excellent..........
No........... Should I say it's because I'm quick-witted?''
".............."
"As you can see, I have no intention of letting her go.
Maybe she'll be mine until the day she dies.....
"I want to have her soul right now"
At Youngmin's firm gaze, Woong took a deep breath and spoke.
"Then please make a contract with me."