Chaotic Nights — Chapter 32. Bluish Silk Shoes
Translator: Atlas
Weekly Chapter 4/7
Hot steam rose through the crack in the lid. The aproned women opened the heavy lids to take out the fluffy dumplings.
Yongi, who was on her way to the bookshop, stopped when she saw the scene.
Her steps toward the bookshop tensed as she contemplated the chaotic scene. Their eyes grew wide when they saw her. Yongi did not share her body with just any man. She danced for high officials, sometimes entertaining them with poetry.
Therefore, Yongi was like a noble lady. The townspeople appreciated it because the nobles who visited the village for it spent too much money.
After they greeted her, Yongi left for the bookshop. She took out a letter.
“Are you there?”
Knock knock
Sir Song, who was cleaning his glasses, approached her.
“Yongi has come.”
“May I come in?”
“Yes. Young Master Shihoon is inside.”
Yongi turned her head toward the corner where she could feel his presence. Shihoon, who had just put down his book, was standing with a cold expression. Yongi approached with her head bowed because she felt embarrassed.
She was wearing bluish silk shoes, a thickly layered cotton chima jeogori and a luxurious scarf, she did not look like a courtesan. Shihoon’s eyes widened when he saw Yongi. She was wearing the leather shoes he had given Eunha.
“Hello Young Master.”
Shihoon nodded with a cold smile.
“Hello.”
Yongi forcibly smiled at her unusual reaction.
“You sent me these shoes with Eunha. It wasn’t necessary, but thank you.”
“….That’s what she told you.”
Her heart fluttered at that dry response. She approached the owner again.
“Could you give this letter to Eunha?”
“Yes. I will deliver it to her in four days.”
“Thank you.”
Sir Song was puzzled when he saw Shihoon looking at Yongi. Shihoon liked Eunha, so he assumed he liked Shihoon. But what he saw in his eyes was contempt. It was a strange expression on Shihoon, who was the kindest scholar in Harye.
Yongi pulled out five nyang.
“And on the way, buy at least one candy. She likes sweet things.”
“Don’t worry. I will.”
“I don’t know who the lord is, but I want to give her a present.”
Yongi decided not to tell anyone that she had seen him. Jo Youngho, whose g3n!t@ls had been cut off, had gathered several men to look for him. only posted on novelutopia. Should the rumor spread that she had seen the man, the lord would be in trouble.
“I will bring him the book and the letter.”
Shihoon’s words surprised her.
Sir Song was also surprised, he didn’t know what to do.
“What do you mean?”
“Where is that place? Who is that man? I’m going there. Give me that.”
“They could cut your head off!”
“Never mind.”
“That’s…”
“Give me that.”
Shihoon’s stubbornness was not normal. He didn’t have the pure gaze he normally had, but the eyes of a hungry beast.
Oh my god.
The rumors were true. It seemed they were more than brothers. Yongi intervened.
“Why are you bothering the owner? You can talk to me.”
Chaotic Nights — Chapter 32. Bluish Silk Shoes
Translator: Atlas
Weekly Chapter 4/7
Hot steam rose through the crack in the lid. The aproned women opened the heavy lids to take out the fluffy dumplings.
Yongi, who was on her way to the bookshop, stopped when she saw the scene.
Her steps toward the bookshop tensed as she contemplated the chaotic scene. Their eyes grew wide when they saw her. Yongi did not share her body with just any man. She danced for high officials, sometimes entertaining them with poetry.
Therefore, Yongi was like a noble lady. The townspeople appreciated it because the nobles who visited the village for it spent too much money.
After they greeted her, Yongi left for the bookshop. She took out a letter.
“Are you there?”
Knock knock
Sir Song, who was cleaning his glasses, approached her.
“Yongi has come.”
“May I come in?”
“Yes. Young Master Shihoon is inside.”
Yongi turned her head toward the corner where she could feel his presence. Shihoon, who had just put down his book, was standing with a cold expression. Yongi approached with her head bowed because she felt embarrassed.
She was wearing bluish silk shoes, a thickly layered cotton chima jeogori and a luxurious scarf, she did not look like a courtesan. Shihoon’s eyes widened when he saw Yongi. She was wearing the leather shoes he had given Eunha.
“Hello Young Master.”
Shihoon nodded with a cold smile.
“Hello.”
Yongi forcibly smiled at her unusual reaction.
“You sent me these shoes with Eunha. It wasn’t necessary, but thank you.”
“….That’s what she told you.”
Her heart fluttered at that dry response. She approached the owner again.
“Could you give this letter to Eunha?”
“Yes. I will deliver it to her in four days.”
“Thank you.”
Sir Song was puzzled when he saw Shihoon looking at Yongi. Shihoon liked Eunha, so he assumed he liked Shihoon. But what he saw in his eyes was contempt. It was a strange expression on Shihoon, who was the kindest scholar in Harye.
Yongi pulled out five nyang.
“And on the way, buy at least one candy. She likes sweet things.”
“Don’t worry. I will.”
“I don’t know who the lord is, but I want to give her a present.”
Yongi decided not to tell anyone that she had seen him. Jo Youngho, whose g3n!t@ls had been cut off, had gathered several men to look for him. only posted on novelutopia. Should the rumor spread that she had seen the man, the lord would be in trouble.
“I will bring him the book and the letter.”
Shihoon’s words surprised her.
Sir Song was also surprised, he didn’t know what to do.
“What do you mean?”
“Where is that place? Who is that man? I’m going there. Give me that.”
“They could cut your head off!”
“Never mind.”
“That’s…”
“Give me that.”
Shihoon’s stubbornness was not normal. He didn’t have the pure gaze he normally had, but the eyes of a hungry beast.
Oh my god.
The rumors were true. It seemed they were more than brothers. Yongi intervened.
“Why are you bothering the owner? You can talk to me.”
